An annoying sound of the cell phone started to spread across the room waking Mac up. Half awake, Mac reached in his pocket looking at the display. His sight was blurred, so he rubbed his eyes with his fingers. He looked at the number written across it. "Another crime scene, great." . Mac stretched his legs and arms in pain., his sofa wasn't the most comfortable place to spend the night on. Suddenly piece was gone, he remembered last night. He could feel his blood boiling on just a thought that Stella spent a night in Flacks arms. His anger was mixed with guilt and pain. Mac shook his head, coming to his senses and went to the bathroom thinking a nice shower will make his body feel a bit better.

-"Hey Mac, nice of you to join us. I thought you had a day off."

Danny joined Mac as they were walking towards the stairs that lead to the crime scene.

-"Yeah, well…"

-"Mac are you OK? You look like hell."- Danny asked worried.

"Well I feel like it." He turned towards Danny dabbing his shoulder–"I'll be fine Danny, don't worry."

-"If you say so boss."

Danny walked in the room with a yellow track spread across it. Mac followed him inside. He lost breath when he saw Stella and Flack giggling in the corner. She looked so happy with him. His eyes filled with anger as Flack putted his hand on Stella's arm. He forced himself to look away shutting his eyes tightly.

-"Hey Mac!"-Flack approached his with a big smile on his face.

-"Flack. What do we have here?"

Flack came to Mac, looking all cheerful. Mac glanced at him with a sad smirk on his face. He wasn't the bad guy. On the contrary, Flack was a loyal friend. He looked up to Mac, giving him his respect. He never doubt in Mac's decisions or his actions. All that made things even worse. If it was someone else in matter, Mac would not doubt a second, he would go for Stella. But he knew that Flack would never do something like that to him.

Flack took his booklet reading from it-"Rachel Parker. 23 years old, works at the coffee shop down the street."

-"Mac it's a suicide. All evidence indicate on that."- Danny interrupted them packing his kit in hurry.

Mac nodded his head, feeling frustrated. He got out of the bed for nothing. Even if his sofa wasn't that comfortable, it was far better than his chair in the office. After all, he spent so many nights on it. A night at home was nice for a change. And to top it all, he had to see them. He rubbed his eyes once again, as he walked out the room.

-"Hey Mac, wait up!"

"Great, what the hell he wants now?!" Mac speeded up, pretending he didn't hear Flack calling him from behind.

-"Hey Mac."-Flack run to him breathless. He dabbed his shoulder, trying to catch his breath.-"Men, I only turned for a sec and you were gone."

-"Sorry Flack, I have lots of work to do in the lab."

-"Oh, ok, ok. I wont take much of your time."

-"Um-hum."

-"So Mac, you know how much I appreciate you, right?"

Mac sighed deeply-"Yeah Don I know."

-"So I really hope you can help me with this thing that I have."-Flack pointed towards his car that were parked on the other side of the street. Mac followed him unwillingly. He noticed that joyful Flack from this morning disappeared. Flack turned to Mac with a worried face.

-"You know, Stella and I are celebrating 2 years since we started dating."

Mac looked at him in wonder. Was it already two years. It feels like it was yesterday when Stella told him Flack kissed her. The moment when his whole world crashed down.

-"Mac?! Are you still with me??"

He shook his head waving his hand-"Yeah, yeah, I'm here."

-"So the thing is, you see Mac for this 2 years I realized I was never happier. Stella is my life. Mac she's the one."

Mac felt like Flack just stabbed a knife in his already broken heart. He looked at him with sadness. Flack reached in his pocket taking out a small black box. Mac felt sudden heat and lack of breath. He opened the box reviling a diamond ring that was neatly placed in it.

-"Do you think it's too soon?"

Macs face went blank. He didn't knew what to think. "He's proposing her. That can't be happening." Mac felt like he's about to fall down. He felt a sharp pain inside his chest.

-"Mac are you alright? You look pale."- Flack putted his hand on Mac shoulder looking at him worried.

Mac squeezed his fist. He wanted so badly to shatter his yaw. At this moment, that wasn't his friend Flack. Man that he respects. That was his worst enemy. Mac shook his head and moved away from Flack. He didn't knew what to say.

-"Listen Flack. Stella is… well she's been trough lot, and I think that… you should wait."-Mac stopped for a second, realizing what he just said. Figuring there's no turning back .-"Why don't you let me talk to her first? See how things are."

-"Oh Mac, thank you so much. The last thing I want to scare her away."-Flack approached Mac giving him a strong hug.

Mac

Mac watched Flack droving away. He hated him self for what he just did. "You can't fall lower Mac. Lied to your friend. He trusts you. He putted his happiness in your hands."