Date : 18.08.2008
Title : Scream For Me
Author : ElaineDex
Chapter : 3 of ?
Rating : M
Pairings : Detective Mac Taylor/Darcie Morgan
Detective Don Flack/Parker Scott
Warnings : Some Sexual Content, Romance, Strong Language.
Spoilers : Possible references to Season 3 - story is set somewhere mid Season 4.
Feedback : Yes please, always welcome whatever it may be.
Disclaimer : I do not own CSI : New York or any of its' characters. Darcie Morgan and Parker Scott are mine.
FOR MICHELLE - HOPE YOU ENJOY IT X
Summary : AU - A new serial killer is in town but can Detectives Don Flack and Mac Taylor stop him before two women they care about fall victim to him?
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"I was drunk", Darcie blurted as she gingerly took Mac's hand before adding, "I'm not normally so insulting toward strangers, but as you could probably tell, I was kinda having a bad day".
Mac nodded as his large hand encased her small one and he shook it briefly before letting go.
He walked around his desk and stood behind his chair, resting his arms on it's high back as he leaned on it.
"Look Miss…", he trailed off as she held up a hand.
"Please, could you just call me Darcie?", she asked and he nodded.
"Darcie", he amended before continuing, "I have to be totally honest with you here. I didn't ask for a secretary, nor do I think I need one".
"The state of your desk tells me otherwise Detective", Darcie replied, eyeing the stacks of files and loose paperwork that covered the desktop before her.
Mac cursed the fact that he hadn't managed to get as much done as he'd hoped yesterday and he grimaced and replied,
"This is just a temporary backlog".
Darcie bit her lip.
"They told me that the job would be permanent", she said and Mac sighed quietly, feeling instantly bad as only he could.
"Well…let's see how it goes", he said and she nodded.
"What do you want me to do first?", she asked eagerly and Mac looked at the workload on his desk.
He liked to do things himself, crossing the T's and dotting the I's so that he knew everything was done correctly, no mistakes.
Handing everything over to someone that he didn't know was going to be difficult.
'Get to know her then', a little voice inside him said and he sighed.
He didn't get to know people easily either.
Despite his better judgement he heard himself say,
"Coffee would be good".
Darcie glared at him.
"Coffee?", she repeated.
"Black", he nodded and Darcie continued to glare at him for a moment longer before turning on her heel and marching out of his office.
Mac watched her go, her long brunette waves swishing across her shoulders as she went and he blew out a huge breath that he hadn't realised he'd been holding as he pulled out his chair and sat down.
He continued to watch her as she barrelled into Flack and he saw the younger Detective grab her arms to steady her.
He frowned as Darcie immediately rounded on Don, but of course he couldn't hear what they were saying.
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"You knew didn't you?", Darcie fired at Flack.
"Knew what?", Flack asked, trying to look innocent as he released Darcie's arms.
"You knew that he was going to be my new boss and you didn't warn me", Darcie ranted and Flack grinned.
"He? Who is he…exactly?", Flack asked, still trying to act the innocent.
"You're an asshole Don…just like he is…you're all ASSHOLES, in fact, I am surrounded by ASSHOLES!", Darcie said, then gulped as she saw that Flack wasn't looking at her but at something over her head and she turned slowly to see Mac stood in his office doorway.
She sighed and closed her eyes momentarily before opening them and muttering resignedly,
"I'll get my jacket and purse", and she went to move but Mac's voice stopped her.
"Darcie", he said and she looked at him.
"Just get the coffee", he said and she paused before nodding. As she moved, she shoved at Flack as he sniggered and she vowed to get Parker to give him hell later.
CSINYCSINYCSINY
Across town, a young woman screamed as terror gripped her and she struggled against the ropes that held her tight as psychedelic shapes and hideous faces seemed to swarm all around her.
A deep laugh rumbled from somewhere close by and she screamed again.
"That's right, scream for me…", the owner of the laugh drawled and the woman did so, over and over until the man had had enough.
And then she screamed no more…
CSINYCSINYCSINY
Later that evening, Flack had had enough of Parker's teasing and he flipped her off of him and pinned her beneath him on their bed.
Parker moaned as he bent his head to her breasts, teasing each rosy peak until it was hard and erect.
He was about to bury himself inside of her, more than ready body, when someone knocked loudly on their apartment door.
Flack paused as Parker stiffened beneath him.
"Ignore it", he told her, capturing her mouth with his and he felt her relax beneath him again until the knocking sounded again.
"Maybe we should answer it Don, it might be Darcie", Parker suggested, a note of regret in her voice and Flack sighed and moved away from her.
He glanced at her as he pulled on a pair of sweat pants.
"If it is Darcie she can make me coffee all day tomorrow", he threatened as he left the bedroom.
"Huh?", Parker asked, wondering what he was talking about but he was already padding across the lounge floor toward the front door.
He swung open the door ready to give Darcie a mouthful but he paused, his mouth open, as he saw who their visitor was.
"Mac?!", he said in surprise, stepping back as Mac uncharacteristically entered without waiting to be asked in.
"Did you tell her to apply for the job?", Mac began then continued on before Flack could even reply. "I don't need a secretary, I can manage my own paperwork and I don't think she and I are going to get on…she's hung around my office all day".
Flack grinned.
"I take it we're talking about Darcie...and she's meant to hang around your office, that's her job", he said and Mac nodded.
"She's driving me insane already. All she's done today is stare at me".
"Did you actually give her anything to do besides make you coffee and stare at you?", Flack asked and then laughed as Mac had the good grace to look guilty.
Just then Parker emerged from the bedroom wearing one of Flack's shirts and little else.
"Hey Mac", she said and Mac nodded to her before realising that he had obviously interrupted something.
His cheekbones coloured and he went to head for the door.
"I'm sorry…I should get going", he said and Flack grinned again. He'd never seen Mac Taylor look so riled and bothered over something…or someone.
"Come on, let me get you a beer before you leave", he said, ignoring Parker's glare as he steered Mac toward the kitchen.
As they disappeared into the other room, another knock came to the front door and Parker groaned and moved to answer it.
She opened it and came face to face with a disgruntled looking Darcie.
"Not interrupting am I?", Darcie asked eyeing Flack's shirt and Parker shook her head.
"No…someone else beat you to it", she replied as Darcie moved inside, not bothering to inquire as to whom the 'someone else' was.
"I have had a crap day, surrounded by assholes, your fiancé being one of them", Darcie said as she flung her bag onto one of the two sofas in the lounge and Parker ran a hand through her blonde hair as she wondered whether to warn her friend that the main 'asshole' was in her kitchen right now.
Instead she said, "I think you're a little too fond of the word 'asshole' these days…it's bad karma".
"Ha! Bad karma yeah…I'm surrounded by that too right now. Do you know what he made me do 'all' day?", Darcie asked and when Parker shook her head she continued, "He made me make him coffee like some kind of idiot junior. He wouldn't give me one thing to type or file…that man has serious trust issues".
Parker closed her eyes as Mac, followed by Flack, emerged from the kitchen and Darcie got the feeling that she had just put her foot in something decidedly nasty again.
"Shit", she whispered to herself as she turned and saw her new boss scowling at her, Flack grinning from ear to ear behind him.
Mac looked at his new secretary with some disdain, her comment about his lack of trust in people hitting home, but before he could speak she pointed a finger at him and his eyes widened as she said,
"We're not in work time now and so you cant take what I just said seriously".
"How else am I supposed to take it?", he asked and Darcie glared at him.
"I don't know", she replied.
"I do not have trust issues", Mac said and Darcie narrowed her eyes at him.
"Really? So, you gonna let me take some files off your hands tomorrow then?", she challenged and Mac looked uncomfortable.
"We'll see", he offered and Darcie shook her head.
"Uh, guys…", Parker said and both Mac and Darcie looked at her.
"I don't mean to be rude but I really want to take my fiancé back to bed now, so if you could just…", she trailed off as Mac moved quickly to the door and Darcie snatched up her bag, touching her friends arm as she passed her.
"I'm sorry Parker…I didn't realise", she said and Parker smiled.
"Its okay…as long as you leave right now and take your boss with you", she said and Darcie laughed.
"Okay, okay", she replied before glancing at Flack and saying,
"I'll deal with you another time".
"Cant wait", Flack replied, taking a swig of beer and Darcie stuck her tongue out at him as she followed Mac to the door.
"See ya Mac", Flack called out and Mac waved as he and Darcie left the apartment.
Once the door was shut, Flack approached Parker and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against him as he said,
"Do you know how turned on I get by seeing you in my clothes right before I take them off of you and make you scream my name?".
Parker gasped and let her head fall back as he kissed her neck…
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On the other side of the door, Mac and Darcie looked at one another.
"I do not have trust issues", Mac said and Darcie smiled sweetly at him.
"If you say so", she said and Mac felt his teeth grind in an effort to stay calm.
"If either of us have trust issues then surely it should be you shouldn't it?", he asked, then immediately regretted his statement as he saw Darcie's face cloud over and he cursed himself inwardly, wondering why she seemed to bring out the worst in him.
"Thanks for the reminder", she said, walking off and Mac groaned.
"Darcie I'm sorry…I shouldn't have said…", he trailed off as she raised a hand.
"Forget it Detective. I'll see you tomorrow", she said and Mac sighed.
Darcie took the elevator alone, shaking inside as she was forced to recall what had happened between Riley and Sally.
She was so lost in her thoughts that she was totally unprepared for the hand that clamped around her wrist as she stepped out of Parker and Flack's apartment building and out onto the sidewalk.
She yelped as she looked up into Riley's eyes.
"What have you done with them you bitch?", he said and Darcie struggled against him as he forced her back up against the wall of the building.
"Riley, what the…?", she began but he gripped her chin forcefully.
"I know you were in the apartment so don't even try to deny it, just tell me what you did with them", he said angrily and Darcie shook her head as she tried to see anything in the stranger before her that resembled the man she had almost married. The man she had thought she'd known well.
"I…I don't know what you're talking about", Darcie said, gasping as his grip tightened on her chin so much so that she winced in pain.
"I didn't take anything that wasn't mine to take", she managed.
"Don't lie to me…I want them back otherwise I'll…", Riley began but suddenly found himself flying backwards and he landed on his ass as Mac shoved him away from Darcie and stood in front of her like a human shield.
"You alright?", he asked over his shoulder and Darcie nodded, rubbing her chin.
"Who the hell is this, your new 'boyfriend'?", Riley asked sarcastically as he stood and Mac glared at him.
"Didn't take you long to move on did it?", he added and Darcie gasped again.
"You've got a nerve", she spluttered and Riley pointed a finger at her.
"I want what you took Darcie. I'll be in touch", and with one last glare at Mac he strode away.
Mac turned to face her and she looked back at him.
"I'm sorry", she said, "You'd wonder what I ever saw in him wouldn't you", and she blushed as she tried to stop the tears pricking at her eyes.
"Was he threatening you?", Mac asked and she shrugged.
"I don't know what he's on about", she replied, "I didn't take anything but my own stuff from his apartment".
Mac frowned.
"Maybe he just wanted to see you again", he suggested and Darcie sniffed.
"I doubt that".
"How about we call a truce, until the morning at least and you let me run you home?", Mac asked and Darcie looked around the street which was still fairly crowded.
"Um, no, that's okay…I still have some errands to run and I don't want to put you to any trouble", she said eventually, even though Riley's actions had un-nerved her a little.
"If you're sure?", Mac said and she nodded.
"See you tomorrow then", Mac said.
"Yeah and you'd better have some work for me Detective", Darcie replied as he began to move away and he sent her an 'or what?' look over his shoulder, making her smile.
As they parted company, neither could guess that the following days' events would have them finding out that they had more in common than they'd like to think…
End of Chapter 3