Well, it's that time of year again! My excitement has been... I would say 'maturing', but it's the exact opposite really! Anyway, very excited since August, and now it's only 38 days!
If anyone has any Christmassy prompts or scenes they'd like to see, please feel free to let me know either during a review (if you're so kind to review) or via PM and I'll work on getting a few written up over the coming weeks. Thanks all!
Enjoy! x
"Mac!" Stella called down the corridor, seeing him leave the Trace lab as she turned the corner. "Hey, Hawkes found some pollen on Vikram's shirt that puts him in Derby's garden before he died." She fell into step with him, tapping the manila file in her hand that held the analysis report.
He couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm. "Good job, I'll have Flack go pick him up again."
"I can't wait to see that smug bas-"
"-Aunt Stella! Uncle Mac!"
They both turned to the really quite loud holler, smiles already growing before they had even set sights on Miss Lucy Messer. "Hey Kiddo!" Stella grinned, reaching up to squeeze her knee from where she perched on Danny's shoulders. "My you've grown tall..."
Lucy laughed, one hand firmly gripped around Danny's forehead.
"What brings you here?" Mac asked, watching as Lindsay caught up from down the hall.
"My fault," Lindsay began, zipping up her purse and fixing the strap over her shoulder. "I left the tickets here."
"Tickets?"
"We're going to go see Santa!" Lucy excitedly announced, practically bouncing on Danny's shoulders and causing a poorly hidden grimace from the Daddy.
"You are?" Stella grinned, the glee on the little girl's face was contagious.
Lindsay laughed at her daughter, her hand falling to her bag. "She would never forgive if I hadn't got the tick-"
"Oh! Aunt Stella! Look!" She was definitely on the route to hyper as she held out a glittery twig of mistletoe. "You and Uncle Mac have to kiss now."
"Is that so?" Mac enquired, a smile tilting his lips. He wasn't sure who was more shocked: Stella or Lindsay.
"Mmhmm. Thems rules."
"They are the rules," Lindsay corrected.
Stella laughed, "Well if 'thems rules'..." She turned back to Mac, placed her hand on his shoulder and leant to leave a quick kiss on his cheek.
"Nooo," Lucy moaned, "You have to kiss on the lips."
"No, Luce-"
"Daddy said you have to kiss on the lips under 'missledoe'."
"That was just for Mommy and Daddy-" Lindsay tried to explain, her cheeks reddening as Danny tried to hide his smirk from his daughter, and hide himself from his wife's scathing look.
"But Uncle Flack and Aunty Jess kissed on the lips!"
"Yes...but... That-that-"
"Should we just put her out of her misery?" Stella laughed, turning to Mac who was enjoying the exasperated look on Lindsay's face and the familiar defiance on Lucy's that was most definitely inherited.
She returned her hand to Mac's shoulder and moved the other to his cheek as, right there in the corridor, she fastened her lips to his. It was only quick, a chaste peck as his hand fell to her waist.
She pulled back, asking Lucy, "That okay?"
"See Mommy!"
Lindsay rolled her eyes, a grin on her lips as she mouthed an apology to Stella and Mac. She knew teaching Lucy to speak would cause problems... "Come on, lets go see Santa..."
Mac and Stella laughed as they watched the family head back to the elevators. "If that's Lucy at five, imagine her at fifteen..."
"I'm looking forward to it," Mac laughed, his hand falling to the small of Stella's back.
She watched as the elevator doors closed, Lindsay swatting Danny's arm as Lucy laughed from her tall perch, before her parents shared a kiss. Stella turned her head to Mac, asking quietly, "Do you think they knew?"
"I think our secret's safe a little longer," he replied, his hand pressing gently into her back.
She fought her smile, turning on her heel and passing him the manila file. It was the perfect disguise for their fingers to linger on each other's before she pulled back and slipped away, failing with her battle against a smile.
Xx
Lindsay pressed the button for the elevator as Danny squeezed his daughter's knee. "Luce, you did me proud back there."
"...What did you do?" Lindsay accused.
"I just...gave a nudge..." he said, ducking into the cubicle to allow for the extra height attached to his shoulders.
"I made Aunt Stella and Uncle Mac kiss!"
Lindsay thumbed for the ground floor, turning back to swat Danny's arm, "You orchestrated that?"
"I didn't orchestrate, I nudged!"
"Danny!"
He was smirking; that smirk that made his eyes twinkle and her heart swell. She gestured up to where Lucy was holding out the glittering twig of mistletoe again. He hooked a finger under Lindsay's chin and tilted her lips up to his. "On the lips, right Luce?"
"When do see Santa?" suddenly very uninterested in all the kissing going on.
