Sorry for the delay. This chapter should be funny though.
"I am so going to beat you!" yelled Flack.
"No, ya not!" Danny yelled back.
"Oh my Gosh, what are guys doing?" Lindsay exclaimed, trying not to bust out laughing. "Where did you guys get that?"
She couldn't believe it. Flack and Messer were stomping to DDR- or Dance Dance Revolution to those ignorant of this crazy thing. Both of them seemed to have two left feet, but the snarky detective seemed to have a better hand in this then the guy in the glasses. Danny was practically about fall or slip or somehow end up on his face and Flack really couldn't keep up with the beat but even in the end, after the last double stomp, Flack won.
"That's ten bucks Messer!" he told Danny pointing at the defeated. Danny could only laugh.
"Alright…guys." Came a voice.
"Heeeey……Stella." Said Danny. He could feel his jaw go numb. Holy cow. "Stella?"
"Yeah?" like she was oblivious.
"You look, well, hot." Said Flack. She couldn't help but smile. She had on a black halter top and a long Spanish looking skirt. It too was black. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
"Please tell me that at least one of you can dance." Asked Stella.
"Of course we can Stell!" said Danny smiling. Lindsay did a total headpalm.
"She doesn't like that!" said Flack and Lindsay in unison. Stella could only roll her eyes and smile.
"I know a little ballroom if that makes you feel any better Stella." Said Lindsay.
"Thank you Lindsay." Said Stella, relieved someone was trying to be sane here.
"Where's Mac?" asked Don. "He was the one who told us about this and well, he initially wanted to do this."
"Ya know Mac." She said shrugging. "He'll show up. Come out in to the center."
Stella had a friend who knew a guy who had a cousin who owned a small studio. Aw yes. What you can do with connections these days.
It was a large room, Marley floors, windows looking out over the sunny city and several mirrors connected into one big one that reached from floor to ceiling.
"I've gotta say Stell this is pretty nice." Said Flack, moving away from the little corner where he had defeated Danny. Stella smiled.
"Okay. Linds, why don't you pick." Said Stella, looking her fellow female comrad.
"Uh, I can really only remember the waltz." She said.
That'll do.
"Okay. Let's all face the mirror…" said Stella watching as they all chose their own little squares. "and put your right foot out in front of you."
Everyone did accordingly. Then the door opened.
"Hey."
"Sorry we're late." Hawkes and Detective Angell walked through the doors.
"We kind of got lost." Said Hawkes. The whole room chuckled. "What?"
"It's okay." Said Stella. "We just started. Angell, my dear, please tell me you know something to do with dancing."
"Well," she walked over to stand next to Flack. " I didn't let a house full of boys stop me, but I wasn't great."
"That will do, trust me." Stella said. "Now like I was saying, we start on our right foot. You are going to step on it then you are going to go up on your left, then up on your right, down on your left, up on your right, up on your left. You get it? Three counts. Down, up, up. Down, up, up."
The whole room nodded, but some were totally blank.
"Please don't make this any harder than it needs to be."
Lindsay and Angell looked at eachother. "We've got it" then they looked at the guys who had these total 'Help me' expressions on their faces. "and them too."
Ring, ring……dammit.
"Hold on." Said Flack. He reached in to his pocket and dug out his phone. "Flack."
"Uh huh,…yeah,… yeah, we're all here….on 5th street?... Got it… Right… See ya later."
Flack hung up. "That was Mac. He told me to tell you-- 'Danny, you and Lindsay got a B&E in the Bronx, Angell you're with them. Hawkes, you and I got a DB off of 5th.' Stell, uh, he told me to tell you to stay here and he'll brief you in a few."
Uh, okay.
"Hey, thanks Stella." Said Danny, waving. She watched as the rest of the team waved bye in thanks and off to their duties.
So… now what? Though Stella. She walked over to her bag, which held her phone. She began to scroll through her speed dials, searching for his number, when she heard a knock. And there he was, leaning against the doorframe, wearing his jeans and a black T-shirt.
Mac stood there, taking it in. She was absolutely gorgeous. But then again, she always was.
"I said I'd come." He said. She grinned and put her phone away.
"I know, I just thought it would be the rest of us." She said. "But then again, maybe it was a good thing you showed up now and not 10 minutes ago."
"Needs some work?"
"Yeah." She nodded. She couldn't help but laugh. "So where do want to start?"
He thought for a moment. He knew he wasn't great, but he actually knew a few steps.
"What music do you have?" he asked. Stella raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I'll see." She walked over to the- very nice, I must say- soundsystem. She looked through her CDs and spotted one she couldn't resist playing. She had burned this off of itunes and couldn't help but dance when she first heard it.
She placed the CD inside and hit a few button, then pressed 'Play.'
Mac didn't immediately recognize the song, but after a few seconds of the guitar playing, he knew exactly why she had chosen this song. He grinned when he heard the voice.
Like a gift from the heaven's it was easy to tell
It was love from above that could save me from hell
He had to admit, he really did love this song. Stella looked at him and smiled. He had a huge smile on his face before looking at the ground, hands in his pockets and all.
"What?" she asked.
"Nothing." He said.
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me
"Now come on. I'll show what can work with this." She said over the music.
There were drums in the air as she started to dance
She grabbed her skirt…
Every soul in the room keeping time with her hands
… and before he knew it she was dancing her heart out. He watched her feet carefully. The different turns, the different slides, the ways she held her head,… he didn't even realize that he was using his detective skills to study this. Or maybe he did and just didn't care.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay, and the voices rang like the angels singin
And ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay and we danced on into the night.
"Get it?" she asked.
He looked at and kind of shrugged. "I guess we could find out." He said walking out to join her.
Stella smiled. He was actually going to do this. She took his hand.
Piece to the puzzle that falls into place.
She stepped to the right. Mac stepped to the right.
You can tell how it feels by the looks on our faces
She took her left and stepped across her right, he did the same.
We were spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes
Stella stepped behind herself and spun around to the left. Mac stepped behind himself and spun around himself.
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night
Stella then got in the classic ballroom position- left hand on his shoulder while holding his hand in her right. Mac followed and did what, well, the guy does. And before he knew it…
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay and the voices rang like the angels singin sayin
The two waltzed around the room and it was going so smoothly that it didn't occur to Stella that Mac knew what he was doing.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay and we danced on into the night!
"What's next?" he whispered, with a small, seductive grin on his face. Stella had to stifle a smile. Okay Stella, hold it together. She thought to herself. Dance now, ask questions later.
"What else do you know?" okay, maybe ask questions now.
"The waltz is pretty much it."
Of course. She thought to herself. They still had the 'guitar solo' part.
"let's see." She said to herself. She began the step that she had showed Mac, but began to turn some more. She grabbed her skirt again and almost started dancing like she was doing the Mexican salsa. Mac could only watch as she became so immersed in watch she was doing, he was more than sure she was lost in it.
He studied the step. She did this one step over and over, acting like she was dancing with someone, even though no one was there. She would lean slightly from side to side, dipping her shoulders and would profile her head in such a way you could see the tendons in her neck. This was beautiful, but he had to get in there. The music slowed down again, but Stella was still in her trance.
Like a gift from the heavens it was easy to tell
That it was love from above that could save me from hell
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me
Mac couldn't take it anymore.
There were drums in the air as we started to dance
The next step he knew Stella would start spinning around herself with one arm above her head.
Every soul in the room keeping time with her hands
He grabbed her hand and spun her some more before they both molded into eachother.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay
They waltzed once again around the room
And the voices rang like the angels singin sayin
Stella snapped out of her trance.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay
They waltzed around again
And we danced on into the night
Then Mac dipped Stella back and when she back up they both had a smile as big as Mt. Everest plastered on their faces. Who knew?
The chorus began to repeat itself and Stella had never felt more alive. After a few turns from waltzing, he would hold out one hand and she would bend one leg dragging the other behind her before joining him again for another waltz. He gave her a small solo before the music slowed near its end.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay
They began the step they had first started out with only this time they were facing eachother.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay
Their hands remained at the sides as each time they spun around their eyes came back to the exact same spot.
Ayo, ayo, ayo, ayo, ay
They met eachother face on again, and this time Mac took her in his arms as she bent backwards into a deeper dip. There was a fire in the room that not one person could identify.
And we danced on Into the Night!
When she came back up, she placed hers hands on the side of his head and placed her forehead against his. He held on to her waist, and they both closed their eyes til the last note on the guitar was played.
They stood there in silence for only a moment or two, before their eyes were opened and they released eachother from the others hold. Stella stood back in awe and amazing.
"How…? What…?" she tried. He shrugged. "No! Don't give me that! How on earth did you learn to dance like that?"
"I could ask you the same question." He said with a smile. She just glared at him. "I learned a little when I was younger and for our wedding, Claire taught me abit more. I just haven't had the chance to do it since."
"Is that why you sent the others out on calls? So you could show me alone?" she asked softly, calming down from a few seconds ago.
He nodded.
She smiled. For Mac to show this to her, it was quite an honor.
They stood staring into eachothers eyes before they were interrupted by a phone ringing.
"Taylor." He said. His face went back into detective mode as he listened to whatever the person on the other line had to say. "Okay."
He pressed the disconnect button and looked back at Stella.
"What's up?" she asked.
"I've got to go help Hawkes with his BD. Apparently, this one is more complicated than for just one person."
She nodded, a little disappointed that this pleasant session was over. She might not ever get to dance like this again.
Mac was about to leave when he turned around to thank her. But she wasn't looking at him when he turned around. She was looking at the floor, with a hint of sadness in her face. He grinned and took her hand before placing a kiss on the back of it. He gave her one last look before closing the door behind him, leaving Stella to dream about what just happened.
Even as he left the room, the warmth of the fire was still there.
Oh that felt awesome! I could practically see them all dancing. Yes, I'm making Danny a klutz but that's okay. I hope you all like a long chapter! Please Review!