Mac and Jo arrived at the newspaper office and went inside. Mac walked up to the front desk and showed them his badge. "I need to see Jennifer Walsh," he said a little sternly.

The receptionist looked at Mac. "Well, she's at her desk," she said.

Mac and Jo followed the receptionist into the newsroom and to Jennifer's desk. Jennifer was there. She stood up and smiled at Mac. "Well, I didn't expect to see you here," she said. Her smile faded slightly when she noticed Jo with Mac. "I thought you weren't going to take my offer."

"I'm not," Mac replied. He noticed stationary on the desk. He picked up a sheet of it which had the same emblem at the top as the one he had gotten that morning. He looked at Jennifer. "Was this some kind of ploy for you to get back at me because I wouldn't go along with your interview?"

Jennifer folded her arms. "And just what is that supposed to mean?"

"I got a note in my office this morning that was written on a sheet of this stationary," Mac said. "And it was in line with something else that happened this morning."

"And you think I am so desperate that I would do that?"

"I don't know, but this better stop now."

"Now look here, Detective. I have not sent any notes to your office. Just what did this note say?"

Mac frowned. "Don't play dumb with me," he said. "If I get anymore notes like that, you'll be going downtown for questioning."

"Don't threaten me!"

Mac glared at her. "Don't threaten me either. I don't make threats. I make promises." Mac put the sheet of stationary in his pocket and turned to leave.

"I think you would make an interesting story, Detective Taylor!" Jennifer said.

Mac looked back at her. "Don't push me," he warned.

"I'm known for being pushy."

"You better push somewhere else."

Jo did not really know what to say in this situation but she just grabbed Mac's arm and they went on out. Mac got into the Avalanche but he was still angry. "She must know something about that note," he declared. "Might have even sent it herself."

Jo looked at Mac. "Just how far did your relationship go with her?" she asked.

Mac folded his arms and looked at Jo. "Nowhere," he replied. "She was just a reporter trying to get a story."

"She sent you flowers."

"Those flowers weren't from her."

"Then who were they from?"

"I don't know. There was no name on the card."

"Sorry if that is too nosey. I just want to know what's going on."

Mac looked out the window. "I don't know who sent those flowers. I haven't received any more so I guess it was just a one-time thing."

"Mystery flowers? One-time thing? Maybe it's connected to this mess you're in now."

"Oh yeah, that's all I need," Mac said sarcastically. "Someone sending me flowers and notes and some psychic trying to predict my future."

"Maybe you should ask that psychic if the lion on the paper is the one she's talking about."

Mac looked at the stationary he had gotten from Jennifer Walsh. "It's definitely the same design," he said.

"Someone could have stolen a piece of her stationary. You never know."

"I'm not sure, but I know this is the same design and it has to be the same paper."

"Well, let's don't false accuse someone before we know. Just because a woman had the hots for you doesn't mean she wants to kill you. I mean, look at me."

Mac shook his head. "Yes, you have me trapped," he said.

"Trapped? I suppose I would let you leave if you wanted to."

"Who said I want to?"

"Well, you said you were trapped."

"Maybe I like being trapped."

"So, are we gonna have time for our date tonight?" Jo asked.

Mac looked at her. "Aren't you afraid I will fall asleep again?" he asked.

"Doesn't matter to me. I might just sleep there with you."

Mac shook his head. "Are we that old?"

"I'm not old. I just work hard."

"Oh. Okay."

"Well, maybe we'll have to just postpone it and get some sleep tonight. How about that?"

Mac pretended to consider that. "Well, I suppose we could and have a date this weekend."

"Tyler is coming home this weekend so I will be spending time with him," Jo informed him.

"We'll figure it out."

"We will."

Jo pulled into the parking garage and they got out of the Avalanche. Mac was looking at the stationary as they walked to the elevator. "It's odd that she would send you a message on her own stationary if she didn't want you to know it was her," Jo remarked.

"That's what I was thinking," Mac said. "I guess someone could have picked up a piece of it and used it."

They went into the elevator. Jo turned Mac's face toward her and kissed him. "Mmm, I love to kiss your lips," she said and kissed him again.

They shared a long kiss until the elevator beeped. Mac wiped his mouth with his handkerchief as the doors opened and someone else walked in. Jo smiled as she saw her red lipstick on Mac's handkerchief. He gave her a sideways look that was amused.

They soon reached their floor and walked out of the elevator. "See you in a few minutes," Jo said and slapped Mac on the behind.

Mac looked around at her and kept walking. Jo could not help but smile at his shyness. Mac was trying to hide his own smile as he walked into the lab. He cleared his throat. "Lindsey, I want you to compare this stationary to the one that note was written on," Mac said.

Lindsey looked at the paper Mac gave her. "It definitely looks the same," she said.

"It could have been duplicated. I want to know if it's the same paper and the same ink."

"Okay."

Lindsey watched Mac walk to his office. She smiled. She had seen that little exchange between him and Jo. She and Danny had seen them in the deli together too. She thought they looked happy together and she thought Jo was good for him too.

Mac went to his office and hung his coat back up. He would be glad when spring came again so he could stop wearing a coat. He felt like he wore a coat most of the year and he supposed he did. He thought of down South where Jo was from. They did not wear a coat even half the year.

Jo was in her office. She thought of Mac. She hated that he might not get to come over for a while. She found herself thinking about him during the day and wanting to be with him all the time. If Mac did not get to come over, she would definitely miss him and might go looking for him. She shook her head at her thoughts. She felt like a young girl again going crazy over a boy. She was definitely infatuated with him and it was more than that. She thought she was in love with him.

Mac yawned as he was sitting at his desk. He did not think he had slept much last night but he remembered waking up this morning so he must have slept some. He did not remember waking up during the night but he was sleepy anyway. He had more pressing matters to think about…several matters. He wanted to know why he had gotten a note written on stationary from Jennifer Walsh's desk and why a psychic came telling him that someone was going to kill him saying beware of lions and that stationary happens to have a lion on it. And besides that, they had a missing woman and her baby who may have been kidnapped by drug dealers. He was also curious as to who sent him those flowers. Jo had asked about them and had gotten him to thinking again. He had not thought much about them since then but now he was thinking about it. It was too many mysteries for his detective mind to handle without trying to figure them out.

While Mac was writing his report, Lindsey came from the lab with the results of her test. Mac looked at it and then looked at Lindsey. "So they match," he said.

"Yes," Lindsey replied. "Definitely the same paper and printed with the same ink. I also found out that Jennifer Walsh has her stationary specially made. She has it printed at the Journal where she works, so unless there's someone in the newsroom who has it in for her, no one could have gotten anymore of this printed."

Mac frowned. "Well, that means that they got this piece of stationary from her," he said. "They either stole it from her desk or…" Mac looked at Lindsey. "Or she is less than honest."

"How well do you know her?" Lindsey asked folding her arms. She knew she was getting too personal.

"I don't know her. All I know is that she was trying to get a story."

"She was trying to get more than that."

Mac sighed. "Well she didn't."

"I'm sorry. I'm just saying."

"Well, now you can spread the rumor around that she didn't get anything that she was after."

"I'm sorry." Lindsey turned to leave with a smile. She knew Mac knew that he was the topic of gossip in this lab.

Mac shook his head as he went on writing some more on his report. He could not believe that Jennifer Walsh was mixed up in this. He got his phone and called Don Flack.

"Flack," Don answered.

"Don, have you found out anything yet?"

"Only that a stewardess saw someone fitting George Grimes' description in the airport and there was a woman and a baby with him."

"And?"

"We haven't been able to find them. Mac, chances are, if she was in this airport with him, she's in on this with him."

Mac frowned. "Then we're looking for three fugitives instead of two fugitives and two hostages."

"Right. We still have no trace of Ronald Walters. He's dropped off the map."

"Yeah, well, I want that George Grimes for attempted murder as well as selling illegal drugs."

"We're looking for him."

"Don, I want you to bring Jennifer Walsh in for questioning," Mac said.

"You think she had something to do with this?"

"No, this is another matter."

"That letter you got?"

"Yes. Just bring her in."

"Will do."