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Chapter 9
The next morning
Mac slowly opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at Stella. She looked so peaceful and almost angelic sleeping beside him that he hated to wake her, but he had to give her her medication. Gently placing his hand on her shoulder, he shook her awake.
A few minutes later, Stella slowly turned onto her back and looked up at Mac. "Morning."
"Morning, Stella." Mac replied, smiling at her. "You looked so peaceful, I hated to wake you., but you need your pills." With that, he got up out of bed, then walked around to her side and helped her sit up. Once she was sitting up, he walked over to her closet and after a while of looking picked out his favorite outfit. Her green shirt to mach her beautiful green eyes and black pants. Perfect. He thought to himself as he headed back over to her bed and laid them down beside her. "Okay, let's get you dressed. Then we'll have some breakfast and take your pills." Mac said as he helped her to her feet and then carefully and slowly pulled her nightgown up and over her head. Then he picked up her panties and bent down to help her put them on.
"No, I'll- I'll do it." Stella said, looking down at him.
Mac slowly stood up and looked into her green eyes. "I know your scared and vulnerable right now, but I won't hurt you. I promise, I just want to help you. You hurt your head, when you got pushed down the stairs, so you need some help with things."
Stella was silent for a few minutes as she thought about what Mac had said, then glanced down at the floor and quietly said, "Okay". She understood what he said, but it was still uncomfortable and a bit frustrating that she couldn't help herself.
"Hey, it's okay. I know this is hard for you" Mac said soothingly as he bent down again to help her put her panties on.
Stella slowly stepped into them and shuddered slightly,
"It's okay, you're okay." Mac said soothingly as he slowly pulled her panties up. "Okay, now for your bra." He said as he picked it up and slowly slid it up her arms and then reached behind her and clasped it. "There, now we've just got your shirt and pants left and we're all done." He said smiling at her. "I think it might be easier to do your pants sitting down though."
Stella slowly sat on the edge of the bed and watched as Mac carefully slid her pants up her legs and over her hips. Then he buttoned them and zipped them up. After he had them buttoned and zipped, he grabbed her shirt and slid that over her head.
"There, now lets go take your pills." He said with a smile as he took her hand and led her out of her room, down the hall and into the kitchen. "Why don't you go sit down at the table and I'll get your pills". Mac said, giving her hand a gentle squeeze then let go.
"Okay." Stella replied, then walked over to the table, and sat down.
Mac headed over to the counter grabbed her pills, some water, and a spoon. He set the water down in front of her, and then put her pills on the spoon. "Open up, here comes your pills." He said with a smile as he brought the spoon up to her mouth.
Stella opened her mouth and Mac carefully slid the spoon in and then back out. Then he gave her some water to wash them down. "What would you like for breakfast?" He asked, after she finished her water.
"How bout some oatmeal?"
"Sounds perfect, I'll go make us some." With that, he got up from the table and headed over to the cupboard by the stove. After a while of looking, he found the oatmeal. He set on the counter, then gabbed a pan, put some water in it and placed it on the stove. Then he opened the box and poured it into the pan. A few moments later, it was done. He turned the stove off and poured it into two bowls. Then he covered one bowl and put it in the fridge. I'll eat later. He thinks to himself as he closes the fridge. Then he picks up the other bowl and heads over to the table.
"You're not eating?" Stella asks, as he sets the bowl down in front of her.
"I'll eat, I just want to make sure you do first." He says smiling at her. "Be right back, I have to get a glass of milk. "
He comes back a few minutes later, carrying a glass of milk.
He sets the glass of milk down, then sat down beside her. He stirred the oatmeal up and then blew on it to make sure it wasn't hot, he didn't want to burn her mouth.
He waited a few more minutes, and then decided it should be okay. He put some on the spoon and then brought it up to her mouth.
Stella slowly opened her mouth, and he carefully put the spoon in and then carefully slid it out. "Good.?"
She nodded.
He gave her a few more bites, then some milk to wash it down. A while later, the bowl was completely empty. "You must've been hungry." Mac said, as he picked up the empty bowl and brought it over to the sink. Then he headed back over to the table and sat down. "I think I'm going to call Christy and see if she wants to come over."
"Okay." Stella replied, looking at him, confused.
"She saw who attacked you, if we can get a description from her, we can find the creep and arrest him." Mac replied. "I'm gonna go call her." With that, he got up and walked over to her kitchen phone. Then he picked it up and dialed the number Christy had wrote down for him. It rang three times, before he heard a voice on the other end of the line.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Christy?'"
"Yes, who's this?"
"This is Detective Mac Taylor. You helped my partner, remember when she got attacked."
"Yes, sorry. What can I do for you?"
"Well, you said a man shoved you down. I was wondering if you would mind coming over to my partners apartment and telling me about him."
"Sure, I can do that. What's her address?"
Mac gave her Stella's address, then hung up and waked back over to the table. "She's coming, you want to wait for her in the living room?"
"Okay." Stella replied, getting up from the table.
Taking her hand, Mac led her out of the kitchen , and into the living room Then they made their way over to the couch and sat down to wait for Christy..
