Say Something
By: mj0621
Disclaimer: For the last time, I don't own anything related to this and the songs I used. I just borrowed. Besides, if I did, I would be rich and doing scripts but I ain't so will we please leave alone the sad truth?
Author's Notes: This is the last chappie…sad eh? Well, I enjoyed writing my first CSI: NY fic. Yep, my first but I have another one while I had a writer's block on this one. shrugs I can't help it. Anyway, I have to thank the following people who helped me with some things I needed to learn…musafa (it's great talking to ya! I had fun!), The Diamond Sorceress (you're the best!), JacobedRose (happy we have the same preference in ships! lol ), sparkyCSI (thanks for the help really!), tv freak 92 (for boostin' up my confidence and making my day when I had a headache) and to my two best buddies in the net bytie(byte366) and technomousy(Isabel Juno)…you all rock guys! Anyway, thanks for reading and reviewing this fic! You make me very happy…Funny how I attract M&Ms fans more than SMacked…not complaining here, it's just SMacked is my main ship…just wondering..shrugs now, my M&Ms side just grew…me likey that too…
Explanation on this chappie: As much as I WANT to start this chap with them in their apartments (or partner's), I'm no good in that department(obviously) so I thought of another way to start this….Btw, the new lab tech's mine…and those bets confused me! Hehehe…starting this one…
Chapter Three: Busted, H.A.W. and Ms. Mysterious
Everyone noticed the 'glow' in Stella Bonasera as she strode in the corridors of the Crime Lab. Smiling at those who she passed by, the half Greek detective didn't mind the wondering faces she felt but just continued towards her destination. The lab tech, to which she's headed to can't help but to wonder what's with the 'glow'.
"Hey Stella! You look 'radiant' today!"
"Why? You mean I don't look like this everyday Marion?" she jokingly asked the new lab tech.
"Oh! I mean you're more blooming today Stella! What gives? There's something different…In a good way I mean…does the 'night out' has something to do with this? Or is it because I got the results that helped you close your case?" The eager lab tech waited for her reply.
Stella grinned at her "I know there's something about you I like newbie. Besides the case we closed, yeah, last night was a blast. You should've come."
Marion laughed. "It's kinda obvious Stella. You had fun alright! Nah…I had other plans that night…maybe next time."
"Ok, then, no backing up on that. I wanna thank you for the help yesterday. I didn't got the chance to say thanks."
Marion shrugged "Just doin' my job ma'am."
"No ma'am please!" she said as she giggled "See ya later."
"Yeah, see ya!..." as soon as the detective walked out of the lab she heard the young tech say "Maybe Mac has something to do with you being MORE dazzling and all today." She turned back to face her but the young tech was already looking at a specimen on the microscope…smiling.
She's too smart for her own good…I'm getting fond of her already…
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Mac searched the whole building for the dirty blonde CSI. As he walked in the lobby, he saw Danny talking to the dark hair blue eyed detective. He was about to approach them but their words stunned him.
"You saw her today Flack! You lose. She was practically glowing!"
/She? Who's she? Are they talking about Stella/
With no emotion evident on his face, Flack replied "Yeah, yeah…here's your twenty."
Danny reached for the twenty and pocketed it. "You just don't like it when you lose. I told you I can hook 'em up!"
/That's what you think. Part one, complete./
Flack asked the CSI with pure interest, "What did you do anyway?"
Danny shrugged, "I had some help from friends…"
"Who?"
He answered with a smile creeping on his face "That's a secret. I'm just glad they were there when I needed them."
/They had a bet to hook us up! Help? Was it Mike/
"Fine. If you don't wanna tell…I gotta see Stella about the case yesterday so…"
Mac hurriedly walked towards Danny when Flack entered the elevator. "Danny, my office…now."
Danny knew he was in trouble. Mac heard everything and they have to 'talk'. He silently followed Mac into his office.
/Oh crap…I'm in for it! ...for Pete's sake why did it have to be Mac? Not Stella? I'm so dead! … Wait…either way… I'm DEAD///
Danny was brought back in reality when he heard Mac's stern voice. "Sit down."
He followed his order, sweat rolling down his cheeks.
"So you wanna tell me what I heard?"
He gulped then started explaining "Look Mac, it isn't what it looks like…"
"So what IS it Danny?"
/You better save yourself fast Messer. /
"Uh…Flack and I had a bet… that I can hook up you and Stella last night. I really didn't know how or what to do but I knew that there was a way…I almost lost the bet but I saw a family friend so…"
"Mike?"
"Yeah. Uncle Michael Courtney and his niece Carla. I asked for their help and they said yes."
/I never thought he would do this…go this far…/
"What exactly was the 'plan'?"
Danny shrugged "All I know is to push you to admit to Stella. It was kinda obvious you like her Mac. Even uncle saw the way you looked at her last night."
Mac stared at him in a certain way that made Danny shift his sitting position.
/Aw, crap…I'm so dead…Have mercy Mac…I beg ya…please…/
When he turned his attention back to Mac, he was surprised to see him smiling.
"Thank you…for 'pushing' me…if it weren't for you and your bets…"
Danny waved his hands telling him to stop. "No…no… no big deal Mac…sorry 'bout the bet."
"I dunno about what you won but if you value your life, don't go telling Stella…EVER…I don't know what she'll do to you two…"
Danny nodded vigorously " Yeah..of course… I understand."
"Back to business shall we? A case, murder, vic in a car parked in a movie parking lot, go with Hawkes."
"Ok."
Danny left Mac alone in his office pondering.
/ So Stella's practically glowing eh? I didn't see her today…well, except this morning…I'm really not a good judge if she's beautiful…I always think she is…/
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Pacing towards the interrogation room, Danny Messer saw the woman he was avoiding. He was about turn left when he heard them say…
"Hey Flack! You heard me…I won!"
Danny hid behind an opened door and listened in.
"Yup, I know, here's your twenty."
/Part two complete./
/What the hell-? Flack has another bet? He's losing twenty but he doesn't even bother/
"Still don't believe my matchmaking skills Flack?"
"Nope…I do, I do. But I never thought Danny would admit that to Lindsay…"
Stella patted Flack then walked towards Danny's direction unknowingly. "Well, never doubt my skill next time Flack. See ya later."
Stella stepped close enough for Danny to hear her.
"So you had a bet eh?"
"Danny! I…I…"
He didn't think about anger or anything else related to that word. He just gave her an amused face and said the same thing he told Mac "No big deal Stella…"
/If you only knew…I'm the one who should be runnin' and screamin' sorry./
Stella raised her brows "…if you say so…well, I gotta go…later!"
He watched her walk away and exhaled the breath he was unconsciously holding.
/That was weird and scary…What the hell Flack's up to/ He then moved towards the elevator.
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Detective Bonasera wondered as she went on looking for the brown eyed Me turned CSI.
Why in the world would Danny dismiss the fact I bet that I could set him up with Lindsay? Something isn't right and there's someone I think I should ask.
She saw her target in the morgue who was talking to Flack whilst Sid Hammerback was doing an autopsy on a Jane Doe from the swing shift. She was about to enter and call him but the dialogue made her jaw drop.
"So? You saw them, if you still don't believe then go ask them yourself."
"Fine! I'll take your word for it…I won't be the one telling those four we just made a bet about them you know! I wasn't born yesterday!" Hawkes said while reaching for his wallet in his back pocket .
Stella, being her, barged in, making the occupants of the room jump a little. "What the- ?"
Sid, sensing war, stopped his work and said "I'm going to take a leak and get some coffee…"
Sid knows when to hide…
As the door swung closed, Stella turned to Hawkes who turned to Flack…waiting for an explanation.
"You have too many bets running around Flack."
Flack grinned. He knew Stella won't be that mad at him, since she herself made one with him. "Well..." he just gave her a grin and a shrug.
She shook her head "very sly of you to make bets with those you made you bet with."
Hawkes was stupefied "You mean to say Flack made a bet with you?"
Stella nodded "Don't let the gang know what you two did…"
"I have no intention Stel…"
/I ain't suicidal…/
"No way, not gonna happen…"
She laughed while exiting "I know…I know…"
Flack felt someone looking at him "You be careful! You'd be hunted down by killer CSIs and have some serious explaining to do."
"I know that."
/Now, part three complete, my job is done here. May caused my life but it was worth it./
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"Hey Stella!" The lab tech called.
"Hey Marion! What's up?"
The newbie's smile grew "Mac's lookin' for ya." She said in a singsong voice.
Stella smiled back "aaannndd?" she playfully replied.
This girl knows too much… she would do good as a CSI…I'll put her under my wing anytime…
"Nah, you're too smart for me. You guys have a new case. He said let you know to charge your cell and he's looking for you."
"Thanks…and Marion?"
The dark brown haired tech turned back. "Yep?
"You're smart enough for me…remember that ok?"
Marion smiled and nodded.
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The curly haired detective entered the silent office of her boss by day…friend and lover at…well, all the time.
"You rang?"
Mac scribbled a word and jotted a dot then he looked up at her…professionally.
"Yes. We have a murder in a hotel suite."
"Life ain't sweet anymore eh?" she said as she sat down on the chair in front of his desk.
"Seems like it…" he gave her his barely-there smiles again. After that, neither of them spoke for a while but let their eyes do the talking…
/Damn, she IS glowing today…but that has to wait…We have work to do now…/
Darn professionalism, how can you can control these emotions when this man's too cuddly and lovable to ignore…this shift better end…fast.
Mac swallowed and said with his trademark smile"They were right, there is something different about you today."
Stella rolled her eyes "I wonder what." Then she smirked.
He tilted his head in return "Well, you have to hate rumors."
Her smirk turned into a full pledge smile "Is it?"
"I'm the one who's suppose to ask that you know."
"You KNOW guys? As much as I'm happy and enjoying your little sweet chit-chats…I have a headache today so…"
The couple turned around to see the country girl CSI leaning against the doorjamb, arms wrapped around on her chest.
"I think you have the dreaded H.A.W., are you going to be ok or –"
Lindsay interrupted Mac "No way! I have no intention of returning to my boring apartment…an aspirin will do the trick."
Something tells me she woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.
Stella turned to Mac "H.A.W.?"
"Hang over at work. Danny's words not mine."
"I heard my name. What's goin' on? You here too Montana?"
Lindsay snarled at Danny and moved away from him.
Stella smiled "U.R.L."
Lindsay turned to Stella "You talking about the internet?"
She stuck her tongue out at her "Unresolved Lovelife."
Lindsay just rolled her eyes as Mac chuckled.
/My gosh that tongue…/ He involuntarily licked his lips.
"Is there a reunion here I didn't know about?" Sheldon Hawkes appeared next to Danny.
"Happy are ya?" Danny asked.
"This day is just plain crazy." He retorted.
Lindsay muttered "You can say that again."
"Ohh! Looks like you lost a bet Monroe!" said Flack who just entered the office.
"You're the one who should talk." Stella piped in.
Mac turned to Danny who looked at Flack who stared at Hawkes in fear who was watching Stella and they started saying in chorus "You know?" She turned to Mac and said "You knew?"
Flack turned to Danny, pointed at Mac and said "He knows?"
"Wait! They know?" Hawkes was confused.
"For crying out loud! Enough with the know! What the heck is going on here! What bets?"
The room turned still until Hawkes nudged Flack "I think it's the time to explain all…"
All occupants of the room had their eyes on Don Flack. The accused looked at them one by one before started talking.
"Ok, this is the whole truth…I sort of…arranged a three part set up. First I placed against Danny. He said he can hook up Mac and Stella, I believed him but that would ruin the plan so I said he can't…"
/Oh no, now she knows./
Unbelievable!
Stella looked at Danny then glanced at Flack "That explains a lot, meaning, you made Messer here do your plan for you."
He nodded and continued talking "a part of the plan. Then, not to mention the bet I had with Stella…" All eyes were now on the guilty detective. Busted "I said she couldn't make Danny admit to Lindsay. Of course, again I said no even though I knew she can so…"
Lindsay shook her head "This world is crazier than I thought."
Flack cleared his throat then finished. "So the third one was with Hawkes."
Mac bit his lower lip and said "Knowing you're a sure win, it's like saying he paid for the whole plan of yours."
"Exactly." Flack smiled a little.
"So you're saying you planned all of this?" Danny asked.
"No…well, technically…"
"Technically? Care to explain Don?" Lindsay said with a little annoyance evident on her face.
Stella turned to Mac, "She needs those aspirins, you have one?"
"Nada."
"I'm sorta the one who started this…"
All heads turned to the new comer… the dark brown haired (and eyed) lab tech who was holding the slightly opened door, nibbling on her own lips.
"So the noob is responsible eh?" Danny titled his head to look at her.
"Mari?" Lindsay asked incredulously.
Stella can't help but to smile. "See? I told you, you're smart enough. You got us good."
/Really? This girl has potential then. I can see Stella likes her./
Hawkes waved his hands to get their attention "Hello? Explanation? Newbie Marion started? How and why?"
Marion walked inside the office, closing the door behind her. Her ponytail bounced as she spoke "I told Don, you two couples seem to have some unresolved tension…whatever tension that is…he said that was old news… kinda."
"Here! Here!" Hawkes agreed.
"So I joked him about pairing them…you guys together…put lotsa minds at rest…"
"The question is why did you go in all that trouble?" asked Danny.
"Flack looked at the gang then he slipped his arm around Marion's waist. "Simple. I wanted to impress someone…besides the fact that I totally agreed with her idea."
Mac looked at Lindsay who sighed, fished a ten dollar bill and tossed it to him. "I was so sure she wasn't the one!"
"I told you she was, you wouldn't believe me. Doubting your supervisor is dangerous you know."
"Did you just did what I think you did?" Flack said, jaw dropped.
Hawkes and Danny laughed as Stella giggled and said "So Ms. Mysterious is not so mysterious anymore. You did it again Marion. I definitely like you more now. No wonder you were buzy last night…"
Marion and Flack blushed. Sensing the discomfort of the couple, Mac stated "So, no more bets in this building. Is that clear? Let's pretend these bets never existed."
"Afraid of the chief eh Taylor?" Stella's eyes were dancing with joy.
"Mac's saying no more bets for the sake of our sanity…no secret plans just say it straight…"
"You got that right."
Mac turned serious "Now, I was so sure I assigned you two a case, am I right?" staring at Danny and Hawkes.
"We just forgot the file on your desk." Hawkes explained as he ran to get the folder and rushed out of the office with Danny.
"Now, Marion, why don't you give miss Monroe an aspirin here so we could get our case going?"
"Yes sir." With that the new intern scuttled out of the office.
"Hey Lindsay, don't stare into space…whatever happened…" Stella leaned to whisper to her "or whatever didn't happen…" Stella stood straight with a knowing grin. "you and Messer talk about that later after work."
Lindsay slapped her forehead "You know too much Stel."
"What can I say? I'm paid to do so."
Lindsay groaned as she walked out. "I'm going to get that aspirins now…Mari?" she called out the hallway while walking.
"Flack, why don't you, I and miss Bonasera discuss the case while we go to the scene huh?"
"Don't forget Monroe." Flack reminded him.
He nodded "and Miss Monroe. Go get her…I know you would like to take a peek on a certain tech."
"Ok, give me five minutes, parking lot…and just say you want to talk to missus here…I mean miss…ouch!" as Stella hit him with a certain folder.
As the playful Detective searched for the H.A.W.-ed CSI, Stella closed the door and sat in front of him, this time on his desk.
"We…have…glass…walls…Stella…" Mac gulped.
"Let them see…I don't care…"
Mac slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her to a stand, closer to him. "If it's ok with you, then alright you asked for it." He stood arms not leaving her …face leaning inches away from hers. "but this is work and we have a high-profile case so…" he pulled away laughing at her.
"Damn you and your work side."
"Yeah, but you love that."
"Hell yeah I do. Ok, Let's get this over with." She gave him a peck on his cuddly cheeks (according to her), and dragged him out of his office.
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A/N: HAH! At last after two days of typing this thing! It's finished! What do you guys think?...oh, I think this is my first WiP I have finished…in all of my fics..humh..is it? I gotta check that one. Anyway if it is, this fic is special then! SQUEE! Please Review! Tell me what you think…I'll give you some chocolate bars and smores...the ones I eat while I write fics…:) -mj0621(wgf)