Here is the bar scene. Some good news is to be told in this chapter. By the way, I have no idea what Danny drives, so I gave him a Tahoe instead of an Avalanche. :) Hope you like it.
Mac and Stella get in Mac's Avalanche, Danny and Lindsay get in Danny's Tahoe.
After driving for a few blocks the two men park at O'Malley's Bar.
It's a nice little bar with stain glass windows, old brick exterior, and a glowing green sign that reads, "O'Malley's Bar." On the inside there are two TV's, multiple booths, and everything was either green or brown. Adam had suggested it once a few months ago and it quickly became their new hangout. Not the glitziest bar in the world, but they have great beer and a nice atmosphere.
Sid and Hawkes were already sitting in a large booth in the back overlooking the entire room. Sid waves as the four team members walk in. Stella waves back and they all head over.
They had choose a rounded booth, so Sid and Hawkes slide to the end, Danny and Lindsay sit with their backs toward the window, and Stella and Mac sit across from them. The waitress wanders over and asks for their drink orders. They all order beers except for Lindsay.
"I'll just have an iced tea. No lemon."
Everyone except for Danny gives her an inquisitive look. Mac raises his eyebrow.
"Is there something you'd like to tell us?" Mac asks with a slight smile.
"Well…we didn't want to tell you guys just yet, but I guess we have no choice now." Lindsay says as she looks at Danny. He gives her a nod and takes her hand in his. Lindsay takes a deep breath.
"We're going to have another baby." Lindsay says this with a huge grin plastered to her face. I hope they're as excited as we are, Lindsay thinks.
"Congratulations you two. Double trouble, huh?" Hawkes winks.
"Congrats." Sid and Mac say at the same time.
"Yeah, congrats. When are you due?" Stella asks. Of course only a woman would think to ask something so important.
"Around April 3rd. At least that's what my doctor says." Lindsay looks over at Danny.
"We actually just found out a few days ago for sure." Danny says.
"Just promise you won't tell Jess or Don yet, they got enough on their plate already."
The group nods their heads in unison and gets on with the night. They shared old stories and a lot of laughs.
Before they knew it, it was time to go.
The Messer's had to get home to Lucy. The baby sitter probably furious for staying out so late on a school night. It was a Tuesday. The girl has school in the morning.
Sid decides it's a night for him, and Hawkes walks him outside.
Now it is only Mac and Stella.
Mac finishing his third beer, Stella her fifth.
"Hey Mac?" She asks, inebriated.
"Yeah?"
"Will you ever play your guitar for me?"Her voice slurred and her posture lax. Poor Stell. Can't even sit straight anymore let alone talk.
"Sure."
"I'd like that." Stella says truthfully. A fierce smile creeps onto her face.
Before Mac could even think Stella leans over to kiss him. Uh oh. Quickly, he turns and her lips touch his cheek. She pouts but doesn't say anything. Mac blushes slightly.
"It's getting late. I'd better take you home."
Stella looks confused.
"What?" Mac says.
"You're taking me home?" Confusion drips off from her words. Mac clears his throat. "That's not what I meant. I'm dropping you off. I'm not staying."
Stella frowns, but says "Okay."
He stands up and offers her his hand. She takes it and stands up, but falls backwards into the booth.
"Woops!" Stella says and laughs. Mac's face stays stone cold, which makes Stella laugh harder.
"Come on, Stella." Mac pulls her up and she puts her left arm around his shoulders. He supports her with his own arm and walks her out into the brisk night.
A few minutes later she stumbles towards his car, trips over a bump in the sidewalk, and sends them both onto the concrete. Stella lands on top of him, laughing hysterically.
"If I wasn't so drunk and you weren't so soft, that would've hurt!"
Mac's head automatically drifts to inappropriate places. Yeah, but I'm not that soft. He quickly pushes all of those thoughts out of his head. It's hard for a man not to be turned on when a beautiful woman is lying on top of him.
They finally get to his truck and he opens the passenger door. He half pushes her into the seat to make sure she doesn't fall back onto him. Again.
He shuts her door and heads for his own. The engine starts and he puts on his seatbelt before looking over at Stella.
"Damn thing won't work!" Stella yells. Mac chuckles.
"That's because you're trying to put it in backwards." He leans over and moves Stella's hands into her lap, then grabs the seatbelt. Within two seconds the belt clicks.
"There." Mac says.
"Hmph." She pouts and looks over at Mac. He sticks his tongue out at her.
"That's real mature."
"Ditto." Mac throws back.
They get to Stella's apartment complex and she starts to unhook her seatbelt.
"Whoa, wait a minute. Don't get out yet. You'll probably do a face-plant and break your nose."
"Thanks for the confidence, Mac. I'm fine." She opens up her door and Mac quickly moves to her side. Sure enough she loses her balance and falls into Mac's arms. Gladly he's expecting this, so he braces himself. She's held in Mac's arms in a sort-of hug. The moment lasts a little longer than appropriate before he sits her down on her wobbly feet. "You okay?" Mac asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine. My knight in shining armor saved me." She smiles. Mac blushes and turns away.
"Okay, let's get you to bed." Mac decides not to look at Stella after saying this. I don't even want to see the look on her face now.
He has to half carry Stella up the stairs she's so tipsy.
"I think you had a few too many." Mac accuses.
"I think you had too many." She counters with her own drunken logic.
They get push through the doors and head for the elevator.
"11th floor." Stella says.
"I know where you live, Stella." She gasps and looks at him shocked.
"How do you know where I live?" Almost yelling.
"Shh," Mac hushes her, "I've been here before, remember?" Mac says trying to keep her from freaking out for no reason.
"Oh," is all she can muster. Then out of nowhere she starts to laugh uncontrollably. "What?" Mac asks slightly annoyed. Stella just looks at him with bloodshot eyes. "What?" She mimics.
"Wow, you are drunk." Mac says quietly to himself.
After what seemed like forever, they reach the 11th floor.
"Here we are." Mac says almost to himself. "Where are your keys?"
Stella smiles, grabs her keys from her purse, and holds them above her head.
"I am not going to play keep-away with you, Stella. Give me the keys." He puts out his hand waiting for the keys.
"No."
"You sound like a child. Give me the keys."
"No."
"Fine." With this he grabs the keys from her hand and unlocks her door. Stella just frowns and puts her finger on his chest.
"You're no fun." Mac huffs.
They walk into Stella's apartment; Mac still holding onto her.
All of a sudden Stella's face turns green. In the blink of an eye she's in her bathroom throwing up in the toilet. It's amazing what your body can still do when you're drunk.
He walks up to her and holds her hair back. She starts to stand up, and loses her balance for the third time. His hands grab her waist and hoist her up. After this he hands her mouthwash. She gurgles and spits it out.
"I'm sorry." She looks at the floor.
"It's okay." He rubs her back and she smiles at him.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it. That's what friends do." She looks in his eyes and he can finally see the real Stella coming back to him.
Without notice her hands float up towards his face. Before her lips can meet his, he turns his head.
"Why do you keep doing that?" Stella growls.
"Because…" Mac tries to get the words out of his mouth, "I want our first kiss to be special, and for you to remember it." God I hope she doesn't remember me saying that. She just smiles and kisses his cheek. Then, without warning, turns and heads towards her bedroom. Mac follows her.
A heel flies towards his face and he ducks. He gasps as the other one does the same thing. This time he catches it.
"What the hell are you trying to do? Behead me?"
"No, I was throwing them towards my closet." Stella answers in a casual tone.
"You're crazy." His head shaking back and forth.
"For you." Stella's voice in a sexy growl. Both of their faces turn crimson red. Did she really just say that? Mac thinks as his heart races.
"Stay with me." Stella pleads.
"I-I can't." Mac manages to say.
Stella just frowns and slips into her bed. The sheets now covering her still clothed body. "Goodnight Mac." Stella says while in a yawn.
He whispers, "Goodnight Stella," as he kisses her forehead. Before he leaves he tucks stray strands of hair behind her ear. As he does this she smiles and a small moan escapes her lips. Oh, Stella. You have no idea what you do to me.
He locks her door behind him and heads into the night. Actually early morning. His clock reads one o'clock.
Mac gets into his car and heads home. He can't help but smile. I wonder what tomorrow has in store for us.
If Mac knew what was going to happen the next day, he wouldn't be smiling.
Dun dun dun. What's going to happen tomorrow? Yes, I know if you read the description, you have an idea. Also, drunk Stella is my favorite. :) Please continue to read and review! :D