A/N: Here we go again, people! You guys are simply the best ever! Thank you so very much for all the reviews and comments. They mean a lot to me. And thank you for enjoying my little baby – this piece.

I'm also working on my two Archie fics as well as a Flack-centric one. It'll be a companion piece to "A Little Mac Man" and "Little Miss Stella" winkmj0621. So watch out for that.

Well, the drama doesn't stop there. I still have some tricks up my sleeve. So I leave you here for now. Keep them comments coming and I'll try to make the next chapter better than this short one.


But then again I'm glad

Back at work, it was pretty obvious that Mac wants space away from me. He would pair me up with everyone except himself or give me a truckload of solo cases. Not that I'm complaining, I mean, I need my space too.

Since our blow up, Peyton would prance around with her chin up, almost like claiming the lab as her territory. She would still bring a little something for Mac and the rest of the team. She would personally bring her lab results to us. We've worked on a case or two and all conversations were purely professional. I couldn't even look at her in the eye. But she would loom above me and speak in a very matter-of-factly tone every time she's discussing even the most mundane things with me.

One more thing… she addresses me with my last name. "So Bonasera, your victim was killed with a stab to the heart…literally. And as I was told, also figuratively. Boyfriend dumped her for another woman, one of his co-supervisors and then she goes berserk. She then charges over to the new girl's house and instead of hair pulling, woman two stabbed woman one. Pity one has to result to such violence."

"Well, it seems as if you know the case more than I do," I spat. I could read between the lines. I'm not deaf, much less stupid. "What else do you want to impart to me, Dr. Driscoll?" I look at her straight in the eye and she glared back. Silence. "If that's all, I'll be on my way then. After all, I am the investigator. Nothing should get passed me, right?"

On my way out, she said, "Every perpetrator should pay for what she did."

"Oh yes, Dr. Driscoll," I wheeled around. "But you see, the man also has a fault in this. He didn't see how much the victim loved him – even ready to sacrifice her life for him. He didn't know how lucky he is until it was too late."

"Are you trying to say something, Bonasera?" she firmly said.

"No. Just imparting a little psychology," I smiled. "After all, I deal with the living. I've seen a lot of thing besides a roomful of corpses."

I didn't want any more trouble so I left then and there. I could almost see it now… Peyton pulling out her phone and tattling over to Mac what just happened. She can talk all she wants; none of us cares anyway.

Just then, the man in question walks past me. No eye contact, no touches, and no verbal acknowledgements – just air between us. Both of our heads were down. I was just at the threshold of the parking garage when…

Cliffhanger yet again. What will happen? Hmm… suggestions and speculations open, people.


Volonta Forte – awww… hugs that's too bad. hands you a whole tub of ice-creme Sorry, I made you cry.

AliasCSINYFriendsER – well, Mac does love Peyton. And she loves him. But one of them is just plainly blind to the REAL truth hinthint

mj0621 – hala, ang pinag-usapan natin ha lol… Sorry, I had to leave abruptly the last time we had a chat. 11pm na kasi nun eh.

all the glitters – thank you so much!

ChocoBetty – the line "everything is connected" just got to me. I mean Mac would always associate it with evidence and such when in fact it also applies to them as persons.

To everyone – thanks! Love you all!