A/N: just fyi, I couldn't think of a title for this chapter, so I just did "translation, please" in Greek. Enjoy!
Μετάφραση, Παρακαλώ
"Σας αγαπώ, Stella." Mac stated out of nowhere.
Stella dropped her coffee cup onto the floor. "You what?"
" Σας αγαπώ. What did you think I said?" he asked in amusement.
"You- uh, well- not that!" she sputtered. "Where did you-"
Mac grinned. "A very good friend of mine said it to me the other day. I believe she didn't know I could understand her, so now I'm saying it back."
"Oh." Was all that would come out of Stella's mouth.
The dark-haired CSI leaned back in his chair. "Don't you have anything to say?"
"I- uh, I- umm, Mac, you-" Stella let her head drop back in shock.
"Augh." She rubbed her eyes. "OH ο Θεός μου, τι έκανα? (Oh, my god, what do I say?) Damn it. τι είναι ι που πηγαίνει να πει? (What am I going to do?) Μεγάλος, το κάνατε πραγματικά αυτή τη φορά," she muttered to herself. (Great, you've done it this time.)
"Δεν ξέρω, ίσως ο καφές θα κάνει το τέχνασμα," Mac suggested, blue eyes twinkling with silent laughter. (I don't know, maybe some coffee will do the trick.)
Her head snapped up. "Είστε εμπειρογνώμονας στα ελληνικά τώρα?" (Are you an expert in Greek now?)
"Όχι τόσο καλός όπως εσείς." (Not as good as you.)
"You know," Stella commented, "This could get annoying." "Why?"
"Oh, never mind. I didn't know you could be so difficult."
" Σας αγαπώ, Stella."
"Very funny."
