Guess who's back? Back again, Sammy's back, tell a friend... lol :P
Well second part of this rather strange and random story and i'd like to say a MASSIVE thanks to everyone who has reviewed i love you lots and lots 3
Flack was stressed exceedingly stressed. Stella was late and the team looked like they were going to rip each other's throats out at any time although they had managed to say some words to one another that weren't full of pure venom and hate. He was doing his usual moving between the different rooms checking to see that they were being professional and 'nice' to each other when he heard the beginnings of another argument brewing between Danny and Hawkes but before anything major was said he sorted out their problem for them so there was no need for them to speak to each other. They were all gathered in the conference room attempting to talk over a case but not getting anywhere due to the snide remarks and putdowns.
'Maybe we should just bring him in and see what he has to say' Adam chimed in
'Maybe you should just butt out rat' Danny replied, Adam looked hurt by the remark Flack knew he couldn't take much of the abuse but they got louder and louder and shouted over the top of each other and Flack couldn't take it anymore he put his head on the desk and officially gave up. They were going to rip each other apart and Flack was helpless like being stuck in the middle of the ocean in a boat without a paddle. He wished Mac was back just to sort this one thing out because he had come to realise that it took a special type of person to lead a team- to lead this team. His thoughts were interrupted suddenly by an angelic voice that he was all too happy to hear
'Right all of you are in BIG trouble so shut the hell up and sit quietly!' Stella shouted over the racket with ease and almost immediately the arguments stopped and all eyes were on her. She stood at the foot of the table leaning on it with both of her hands. 'I hear that you have been disrespectful, nasty and vindictive towards each other these past few weeks and I know that you lost me and I do believe that Mac left some time ago so you were left with no real authority to 'babysit' you but I am telling you now this stops right now as in this minute. You are one of the best forensic teams in the city, hell even maybe the country, and you are acting like school children so what if someone says something you don't agree with or like move on and get over it. The one thing that Mac always insisted on was keeping the integrity of this lab and respecting each other and at the moment you are breaking both those rules so I suggest you sort yourselves out and grow the hell up or your careers will be on the line. I hope I have made myself perfectly clear and I will be here for the next few weeks to make sure these rules are followed now get out of my sight and get some work done.' Even Flack was taken aback by her abruptness and the team sat there stunned they had never seen her as 'pissed' as she was and to them it was scary.
'I believe I said move!' she shouted and right on cue, they all bolted out of their seats and scattered off. She sighed and looked at Flack and rolled her eyes
'When did you get here? I started to think you bailed on me Bonasera'
'About 5 minutes ago, sorry I forgot how bad the traffic is in this city!' she slumped in the chair next to Don, 'Jeez you weren't joking when you said they were ready to murder each other but nothing a bit of harsh words wont sort out now for the mystery of Mac's whereabouts.'
'Good luck with that we haven't heard from him in months he hasn't even been in Sullivan's to play his bass.' He shook his head Stella suddenly smiled to herself
'I got an idea where he could be think you can manage until I get back?'
'After that speech I wouldn't dare put a toe outta line and if they don't behave I'll just shoot em' he winked and chuckled at the thought and Stella made her way to the elevator.
It was a short drive to the training camp she recalled, before she left on one of those nights where her and Mac sat and talked all night in his office, that he had said if he ever left the force he would go back to the marines and teach combat as he used to be one of the best the marines had. She flashed her badge at the gate muttering about needing to speak with the lieutenant about a case and made her way through to the training hall where it was full of marines all in the same camouflage uniforms throwing each other around and practicing techniques. She walked around the sides of the room and scanned the room vigorously but to no avail maybe she had gotten it wrong maybe he had some apartment in another state but she was so sure he would be there.
She was just about to give up and leave when she noticed him. He was stood in the corner observing the men his dark eyes darting across the room looking at each pair carefully looking for mistakes in their techniques that in the battlefield would cost them their lives. She ducked slightly behind the men in front of her and keeping herself hidden she sneaked around the room until she was just behind him she noticed the plastic knives they used in training drills on a table to her left and she quickly reached out for one and then made her move. She silently crept forward and wrapped her over his mouth pretended to plunge the knife into his chest
'I'm disappointed, in real life you would be dead Taylor' she whispered in his ear she still had the knife positioned over his heart and she had wrapped her other hand over his collarbone and balanced her hand on his opposite shoulder so he couldn't move out of her grasp. He let out a low chuckle
'Indeed I would be...nice stealth kill Bonasera now what are you doing here?' he asked remaining still under her grasp.
Dun Dun DUUUUUUNNNN! lol i love leaving you guys hanging on the edge :D
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Sam xxxxxx