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We walked in to the night scene of New York City, bodies close, arms not letting go of each other. With a beautiful woman like Stella by my side I was sure that my smile was bigger than ever and my confidence level shot through the roof. Then of course, right when I was enjoying myself, my phone rang.

"Yeah, alright thanks. Leave it on my desk. Thanks." I said, into the phone. The warrant had arrived, and for probably the first time in my life, I really felt like just skipping work and taking Stella to the apartment. But that was not going to happen.

"Warrant arrived." I told her, and I saw disappointment in her face.

"Alright, let's get back to the lab then." She said, and I nodded. And with that, we left to go to the lab.

Once we stepped foot into the lab, we both took our phones out to alert the other team members that the warrant had arrived.

As soon as the team arrived, Stella, Flack, Danny and I set out to search Jillian Lane's home.

Knock-Knock!

"NYPD OPEN UP MS LANE! WE HAVE A WARRANT" Flack shouted at the top of his lungs.

….no answer….

Flack takes a couple steps back and kicks the door open, revealing a messy apartment with evidence that no one has been there for weeks.

"Well, looks like no one's been home for a while now." Said Stella, being a mind reader once again.

After making sure that all the rooms were clear, we searched the apartment for any evidence to help us with the case.

Most of it was nothing. There were computers, and phonebooks and little grocery post-it's, which could mean anything.

"Okay, let's get what we can back to the lab." I ordered the team.

Once we have what we need, we stuff them into the car and drive back to the lab.

"Adam, do whatever you have to in order to get any sort of evidence from this computer. Danny, Lindsey, you two need to find fingerprints or anything from the rest of the evidence. Stella and I will help you in a bit." I again barked orders with the team nodding and obeying.

A couple hours passed and nothing had helped us solve the case a little more. We were going nowhere and it was the end of everyone's shift. Though Danny and Lindsey were willing to stay longer, Lucy had gotten a fever and they needed to get home. So that left me in my office, like most days. When Stella walked in.

"Your still here, that's not a surprise." She said, a teasing tone in her voice.

"There is just no evidence that leads us to one single suspect!" I said, in a louder and harsher tone then I expected.

"Okay, okay. Maybe you just need to go home and get some sleep!" She said, coming over to my chair, taking my hands and using all her strength to try to pull me. I didn't move an inch.

Ha. She looks so adorable trying to pull me out of the chair.

I give out a little chuckle at her attempt.

"A little help?" She asks, with a cute pouty face.

I shake my head. I still have to solve this case, no matter how much I want to sweep you off your feet and carry you home with me. Oh, god knows how much I would love that.

"Come on, I want to catch this guy as much as you do but sometimes you need some rest and clear your head!" she said, finally giving up on trying to lift me up and now sitting on the edge of my desk.

You make a very good point. But am I going to admit that? Nope.

"But I've solved many other cases without any rest!" I said, trying to prove that I didn't need to go home unless it was with her.

"Yes, that is true but you're always crabby as hell." She said, again making a very good point.

Well I don't want to go home to my lonely apartment. There I have admitted it. In my head at least. And as if it was written all over my face, Stella said, "Is someone afraid of being all alone?" She had said it as a joke but she was spot on.

She again grabbed my hand in another failed attempt to drag me out the door. "Come on, I'll keep you company for a bit." She said, and my heart started racing and legs were up and moving when just a few minutes ago they were dead set on the ground.

I'll keep you company for a bit. Those words kept playing over and over again in my head. It was what I had wanted all along. Though, I'll keep you company for a bit doesn't exactly mean, I want to sleep with you. But it was enough to get me out the door, and it certainly kept my mind off of work. Which I'm pretty sure is what Stella wanted in the first place.

I looked down and saw Stella's gorgeous curves swinging side to side and she walked out of the office building and onto the dark city streets of New York. Seeing her body and hips as she walked down the street made all the blood rush down.

CONTROL YOURSELF TAYLOR!

We reached my apartment and no one had spoken a single word yet. My mind was still trying to comprehend what was going to happen or what wouldn't happen after we get through that door. Of course, I'm probably just thinking things over way too much. Stella was probably just going to have a drink and be out the door anyway.. and then a voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Fine, if you're not going to get your keys, I will." Stella said as her hand went right into my left pocket.

What are you doing? Keys, right keys. We had to get into the house and I hadn't grabbed the keys out of my pocket. What was I thinking? Well, i was thinking many things that shouldn't be thought, especially if it's your best friend in those thoughts. Oh god how I just want to – Whoa Stella, not my keys!- I looked over and saw her blush "Can't find those keys Mac, please tell me you didn't leave them at the lab."

The keys had been on the other side. Thank you so much Stella for digging around in my pants for nothing, I thought to myself sarcastically.

I grab out my keys, let out a chuckle, and say "uh, found them? Heh."

Smooth move, now put the keys in the door!

I open the door and let her inside. I helped her with her coat, then took off mine. Not knowing what to do, I just looked at her with a confused look.

"You do realize you need to get to bed?" she said, trying to remind me that she was only here to make sure I got some rest.

"Are you coming with me? No, well why are you here? NO! Not what I meant, I want you here but no I .." I started babbling again, as the images of her in my arms sleeping in my bed filled my head.

You want her here! Make her stay! I try to think of an excuse to have her stay the night. Nothing had to happen, just knowing that she's sound asleep at my place would make me get a good night's rest.

I looked at her and she was just staring intently at me, probably trying to figure out what I was thinking.

I glanced at the clock, 1:30AM

"You know, it's already 1:30, you don't have a car and not many cabs are out right now. And you really shouldn't walk, you live on the other side of town.." I said, trying to not sound desperate.

"Well unless you're going to offer me a place to sleep tonight, I better get going before it gets even later." She said then letting out a yawn.

"You can take my bed, I'll sleep on the couch. And I have some extra shirts if you want.. unless you want to sleep in your work clothes of course."

I gave her an old shirt from the marines and she quickly ran off to the bathroom to get changed and ready for bed. I then made my bed for her, changed into a pair of sweatpants (no shirt hoping to maybe impress her, again I state, HOPING ), and quickly checked around the room for anything embarrassing. Though, it was mostly nothing in my room except for bed, TV and a pile of clothes.

She came out of the bathroom, and into the bedroom. I looked up to the doorway and see a thousand miles of beautifully toned legs, my shirt from the marines which was definitely big on her, and her stunning face with her hair tied up. Oh boy, did she make my old plain shirt look good.

"Jump in bed Stell, you need to get some rest." I say, definitely meaning what I said. She needed some sleep.

"I feel bad taking your bed and you having to take the couch," she said while getting under the covers. "Look, I feel bad. You sleep on the other side, after all I took you home so you could get some rest." She said, scooting over to the other side.

"Okay." I said, trying to swallow.

OF COURSE IT'S OKAY!

"You okay?" she said, looking at me with the green eyes. "We're both adults right? Anyways, I'm kind of scared of thunderstorms and would probably stay awake all night if you're not here with me, protecting me from it"

So she was scared of storms, I thought, realizing that in fact a storm was rolling in.

I carefully slip into bed not wanting to get too close and make her uncomfortable then BOOOM! Thunder and a flash of lightning struck the city. And it definitely worked in my favor, making Stella jump right over to where I was laying, and she snuggled into my chest.

YES! THANK YOU THUNDERSTORMS! I LOVE YOU!

I protectively put my arms around her, shielding her from the storm she feared so much. Rubbing her arms up and down, I whispered into her ear, "It's okay Stella, I'm here. I'll protect you."

I felt her nod, and then she started relaxing a little and drifted to sleep. The scent of her hair, the scent of her, the feel of her body pushed up against my bare chest. It felt right. This felt right. This is exactly what I'd been dreaming of….

And then my eyes, slowly shut. Leaving her in my arms, making me the luckiest man alive.

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