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Thank you to by BETA MrAprilfoolsWatanuki for bearing with me.

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Stella walked past the police officers, and the people. She shivered inside. She was breaking down, this case, the shooting, Peyton everything was crashing down all at once, her leaving her gasping for breath.
The curly haired detective stepped into the hot humid air of New York city, the sun was shining and the air was thick and it felt like walking into a steam room. There was no breeze nor a hint of a fresh air.

She reached the Crime Lab and grabbed her kit and started to walk toward her Avalanche. "I will find this son of a bitch. He crossed the line!" the Greek woman was furious. Who ever did this just threatened her "family", and she won't let anyone come near and hurt them.

She walked into the crime scene and saw pool of blood in the middle of the living room. The green eyed detective took a deep breath and put down her silver kit on the blue carpet.
Stella took out her flashlight and started to examine the apartment, collecting samples, and taking pictures of the scene.
"Thought I'd find you here" Stella felt a shiver down her spine that ended at the tips of her feet, when she heard his deep warm voice. She turned around and saw Mac standing in the doorway in his black dress shirt, with worry was written all over his face.
The woman in turquoise shirt forced a smile. "Well, where else can I be?"
"Yeah..." Mac suddenly turned serious, their usual banter were blown away."Stell are you sure you're ok? What happened? You look upset, what happened back at the hospital?"
Stella looked at her feet and pressed her lips together, swallowing hard. "I'm ok Mac. Don't worry about me, I'm a big girl."
Stella saw Mac's clear blue eyes turn to a darker shade of blue, she knew that he wasn't buying it, "Just don't say anything, please, it's hard on me!" She thought.

Mac nodded, "Hh Stella, when are you going to open up to me?!" he thought.
"Ok, what do you have here so far?" Mac asked he and decided not to push her. He was hoping that she would tell him, when she was ready. Mac really hoped that she would, before it was too late. Eventually.
"Well, there was a fingerprint and another blond hair, not human, so hopefully it will get a hit, with the other hair...Peyton found." Stella said kneeling down avoiding making eye contact, and taking more pictures. Peyton's name was hard to say, she knew if she looked up then he could read her.
"It's not about Peyton coming back?" Mac blurted before he could catch his thoughts.

Stella was caught off guard, she was thinking of things to say, and prayed for someone to call or something to happen so she didn't have to answer his question. Unfortunately for her she had to say something. "Mac, can we talk later? Please, this is hard on me already."

"Ok, sure." Mac didn't like when she avoided her questions, but he decided to let it go. For now.

They processed the scene and went back to the lab. They could feel the tension between them as thick as the humid air outside.

Stella came to the lab and started to process the evidence that she and Mac collected at the apartment. She looked at the beeping computer and something inside told her that she will pull at least one more double. Weather and pressure was starting to give her a slight headache.
"Adam," she called to the blond short haired lab tech.
"What can I do for you?" he asked with a bright smile.
"Can you watch this print if your not busy?"
"Stell, no problem anything for you." he said a smile hitting his face and his eyes sparkled.
"Thanks. I need to see Flack." she said taking her rubber gloves off and put them down on the table and walking out.

"Messer." Danny answered.
"Danny, where are you guys?" Stella asked curiously.
"Well, hhmm...how can I put this...church right off of 5th" Danny said uneasy. They both knew that Flack wasn't the church type a guy.
"Ooh, that bad huh? Well hold on, I'll be right there." the curly haired detective sighed.

Stella walked towards the big beige church. The sun was now covered by clouds but still the humidity increased making it almost impossible to walk with clothes around, and breathe.
She opened a big brown door and saw an empty church only Flack crying his heart out and Danny next to him trying to make him feel better.
Her heart broke at the sight of her friends and her guilty conciseness made her realize that it was her who made them suffer. She took a deep breath, she felt inside her body as well as her hands start to shiver.
Stella took a couple steps until she was next to two people. She sat down next to Flack and her heart couldn't handle the pressure.
The Greek detective tried to be strong but felt a lump in her throat that kept her from saying anything.
Flack looked up at her and his red tired eyes just killed her inside, making it for her hard to breathe. She leaned close and pulled the middle aged detective to her. He started to cry on her shoulder. "Stella....w...why? I love her so much....I can't let her go..." he said in a quiet muffled voice.
"Don, don't give up on her! You hear? You will tell your kids stories about today...don't give up on her. She will survive...she can put a guy down with her hand and...don't...she will pull through you'll see." she tried to hold back her own tears, which was harder than it seemed to be. She wanted to put all her strength into him so he would feel better. "Now, all we need to do is, is catch this..."she wanted to swear but her mind gave her a remembrance about their current place she was at and she stopped."well you know what I mean. Now, how about we grab some coffee, and you tell me in detail what happened. Okay?"
The heart broken detective looked up at his friend and inhaled a shaky breath and began to wipe his eyes with his hands and sniffing, nodding.
"Good, I brought you some clean clothes." Flack chuckled at the green eyed woman. "You know how to make a guy feel better."
"Well they do call us New Yorks finest" she smiled.

"Now let's go." Both of them stood up and looked at still sitting Danny deep in his thoughts.

"You coming Messer?"-Flacks voice made Danny snap out of his thoughts.
"No, you guys go ahead I'll catch up."

Stella ordered some coffee for her and Flack while he changed in the bathroom.
Her head felt like it was about to explode, the case, the humidity, and not to speak about Mac, were taking its toll. Despite everything she shook her head thinking of a very cold shower and saying words of encouragement. "You'll pull though this, it's ok."
With that in her mind she heard foot steps and saw a man in the distance watching her. Men always gave her looks and attention but this one was different, his look scared her, a person passed by and the guy vanished. She blinked, wiped her eyes, then looked around but didn't see anyone, her heart started to race but she brushed it off thinking she was paranoid, or no? She debated for a second then her heart stopped when she felt someones hand on her shoulder and jumped up, and turned...