Chapter 2

Later that evening as the family sat around to dinner. Mac went to check on his Angel baby. As he walked into her room he noticed she was still lying there looking at the empty space on the wall. Climbing on her bed, he wrapped her in his arms.

"Macalleigh. I know you can hear angel baby. You need to snap out of this. Think of Nicholas sweetheart. Your son needs you."

Still not getting a response, or even a movement, Mac just laid there with his baby in his arms.

Menawhile...

After clearing the dishes, Horatio and Stella left for the Airport to pick up HJ's body. As he arrived, Stella threw herself over his casket and softly sobbed.

"My baby. How could this have happened."

"Sweetheart. Sweetheart I want you to listen to me. Don't fall apart on me love. I need you to stay strong."

Pulling her off the casket, Horatio okayed them to take Horatio Jr to the Funeral home.

"Shh...come on sweetheart. It's going to be okay. I know it hurts love." He cried.

"It more then hurts Horatio. We've lost our son. How can we all get past this? It shouldn't have happened. He was to young. Our children aren't supposed to die before us."

"I know sweetheart, I know."

Walking back to the car. Horatio took Stella to the Funeral home. He just needed to be sure that that was his son in the casket. Walking into the dreary home, they were lead to where he rested.

"Are you ready love? If you're not. You can wait outside."

"No!! I need to see my son one last time."

Opening the casket, Horatio knew right away it was their son. Bending over the casket, he kissed his sons head.

"I'm sorry son. So sorry we weren't there for you when you took your last breath."

Closing the casket, they headed back to the Taylor's.

When they arrived. They found Calleigh feeding Nicholas with Mac.

"Was it him handsome?"

"It was sweetheart. It was."

As they sat down, they heard the scream.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo...Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooratio, noooooooooooooooooooo."

Running up the stairs, Mac opened his daughters door, and wrapped his daughter tightly in his arms.

"Shhh...okay angel baby. It's okay daddy's here. Right here with you. Shh...come on angel, calm down."

"He's gone daddy. He's gone. How can I survive. It's not right daddy. I need him, I can't survive with out him, please daddy. Please tell me it was all a dream."

"I'm sorry angel. I can't. He's gone angel. I'm so sorry baby, he's gone."

"No daddy. No, no, no. Get out. Get ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut..." She screamed.

Mac's tears were running down his face. So much pain he could feel from his little girls heart.

"No Macalleigh. I won't leave. I won't leave you. Never baby, never will I go."

As the family watched from door, Macalleigh beat on her dads chest, over and over, trying with all her strength to push him away from her. Still not letting go, Mac just held her, held her till all your tears and strength had worn down. Then when she fell back into sleep. He wrapped her tighter, and just held.

"Oh Mac. How's she going to get through this? She's in so much pain."

Mac's chest was pounding. Never had he wanted his little girl to feel this kind of pain. To have to learn to survive again, on her own. To have to lose someone who was her life, her rock, her strength to love.

"Mommy...is Macalleigh okay? She's so sad mommy."

"I know Elizabeth. She'll be okay. She'll survive. She's a Taylor."

Shutting the door. The family left Mac and Macalleigh wrapped in each others tears.

End Chapter.