A/N: Two week after the last one; Simon & Siri in the lab :-)Stella watched as the ever growing number of lab techs fussed around Simon and Siri. She didn't even notice Mac coming up behind her until he kissed her neck.
"Good afternoon" Stella giggled
"G'afternoon honey" Mac smiled
"They're loving it"
"Good because knowing us they are going to be coming here a lot"
"Who said I was talking about the twins?" Stella looked at him from the corners of her eyes "The techs are loving it, they always do."
"Yeah well they've got to be used to it by now with Lucy coming most of the time when Danny and Lindsay can't get a baby sitter"
Mac kissed Stella's cheek, who in turn intertwined her the fingers on her right hand with his.
"Rob's gone back to Chicago early,"
"Why?"
"He apparently got bored of the city and said there was nothing really to see and that New York was just made out to be fantastic when it really isn't" Mac rolled his eyes.
"That's ridiculous!" Stella sighed "Your mom is a really lovely kind woman; I don't see why she ever fell for him. He's the total opposite of her, he's mean and he's self-centred, to be honest I just really don't like him."
"Good job you don't. She met him a few months after my father died..."
*Flashback*
Vera entered the support group room, she wasn't normally this upset but she had been devastated when McKenna had died she couldn't get through it alone, so she had joined a support group for people whose friends/family had died from cancer. She sat down in an empty chair next to a handsome man with warm dark eyes, and greying blonde hair a little bit like her own only a shade or two darker. He looked up from the leaflet he was reading at her.
"Hi." He greeted her with a soft voice
"Hey,"
Vera smiled sympathetically at him, she had been coming here for a few weeks and she had never seen him so whatever happened must've happened to him recently.
"Who're you here for?" He asked her
"My husband, he had small cell lung cancer" Vera sighed "What about you?"
"My youngest daughter, she had leukaemia, they didn't catch it in time and when they did there weren't any matching donors she had a rare blood type." He drew in a ragged breath "She was only 16"
"If either of my children died I would be so... Ugh! I don't even want to think about it" Vera shook her head.
"How many children do you have?"
"Two, a son and a daughter." Vera smiled what about you? You mentioned she was your youngest."
"Three, another daughter who's the eldest and twin boys. Your son and daughter what are their names?"
"Mac and Ashleigh, Mac's the eldest and Ashleigh is the youngest. Mac's been in the marines like his father and he's now head of a New York crime lab, Ashleigh's training to be a CSI at the Chicago PD"
"My daughter Paula is a teacher, my two sons Alan and Brian Alan is a photographer and Brian is a driving instructor"
"Wow... What about your wife?"
"We split up a few years ago; I'm only in contact with my children." He chuckled
*End Flashback*"They met at a support group?!" Stella asked shocked
"Yep met at a support group, went out on a couple of dates, next thing I know Ashleigh is ringing me saying 'Mom's getting married!'"
"You ever meet any of his kids?"
"Yeah we met Alan and Brian, but Paula didn't want to know."
"Can't blame her, I mean parents split, little sister dies and dad gets married?" Stella shuddered "Which one doesn't fit?"
"The dad getting married"
"Exactly, plus you don't get married after your child dies! It's awful..."
A/N: A little insight into the past lol ;-) R&R