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It was one a.m. And Stella and Mac were still processing evidence.
"Mac I'm so tired when can we leave?" Stella complained.
"Let's finish processing these pop cans. Then we can call it a night."
Finally after an hour, they finished processing; they found two partial prints and some skin cells.
"Are we going to my place or yours?" Stella asked half asleep, her head leaning on the cool window of the car.
"Were do you want to go?"
"I want to go to sleep."
"Ok, I guess we'll go to my place. You have clothes there, right?"
"Mmhm."
"Stella, I have a question but you kind of have to be awake to hear it."
"I'm listening," she said.
"Ok well, to make it easier, and because I can't stand being away from you, maybe you could move in with me or I could move in with you? Whichever way you want?"
"Mac I would love for you to move in with me or vice versa! Or maybe we can sell both of our apartments and buy a house of our own?"
"That would be great; I just can't stand being away from you!" Mac said as they pulled up into his apartment.
After Mac changed into his boxers and tee-shirt, he climbed into bed waiting for his Cinderella. He was thinking about him and Stella's feature; he hoped they would get married and maybe even have children. Just then Stella walked in, wearing one of Mac's tee-shirts.
"Is that my shirt?" Mac asked with a smile on his face.
"I don't know, I just put something on. I'm so tired," Stella said as she lay on the bed.
"Well considering that shirt is big enough to be a dress on you, I think it's mine." Just then, Mac heard snoring, he let out a little chuckle and turned off the light.
'Wow she really was tired,' Mac thought to himself before giving Stella a kiss on the cheek. Then, he whispered 'I love you' to her and held her close.
The moonlight shined through the open window, which was letting in a cool breeze.
That night, Stella was having a bad dream about Nick. This one was different, though, from the other ones she'd had before. Nick was holding her hostage in his basement. There were guns and knives surrounding Stella, and Nick was upstairs getting some sort of torture weapon. There was also an open window in front of Stella.
She grabbed one of the knives and cut her feet loose. After, she walked over to the window and punched it open.
She wasn't sure why she did that and didn't just try to open it, but then again it was a dream and you can't control your dreams.
Nick heard the blast of glass, and ran down the stairs. Stella was half way out the window and she could feel the breeze skim her face and she could see the precious sun light. Stella could also hear the birds chirping, it was like a dream.
Nick pulled her out of the window, causing glass to get stuck in her stomach. Blood dripped everywhere. Nick grabbed the nearest gun. He pointed the gun at Stella and pulled the trigger.
Instantly, Stella shot awake and sat up. She had tears running down her face. Mac sat up and heard Stella cry,
"Mac we have to catch him!"
"We will Stella; I promise you he will never touch you."
"Mac, the dream I had was different. It wasn't the usual; in this dream I almost got free but I died. You see, in the rest of my nightmares, I get free or I live, and I was in a car or a boat. I was in a basement of some sort, during this nightmare."
"Stella it's all going to be fine, it was just a dream," Mac said gently kissing away her tears.
"I love you, Mac."
"I love you too," Mac whispered across Stella's lips.
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