Sweet, my reviews quadropled... :D dances Yes i love reviews alot... ., Anywho, I'm still waitin to see season 2 of CSI:NY, ive read all the eps, but i wanna see em, especially the last 2 eps! they sound intense. Anywho. Thanks everybody for reviewin, Im glad theres a bit of interest in this :)

Answers to the Reviews:

Wolfsong98: I hope you will be pleased with what I have instore for the dear CSI team, and Mac :)

Fruitbat00: I'm known for fun cliffies...(some might view em as cruel and unusual punishment on the readers though o.o) :D thanks for commenting, and I'll Try and keep up with updating.

Apodrru: Thanks :D I'll keep on with it as long as theres interest in it

Onto the Update, Enjoy Folks, and Please Keep Reviewing, and if you havent yet, please do so, I love to heard feedback, critiques, comments, such and such :D

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He came to with a thick fog floating around, keeping him from being able to use any of his senses properly. Pain cut through the fog, in the form of a headache. A headache that would resemble closely to a bad hangover. As the fog lifted slowly, he remembered he had drank nothing to cause this bad of a hangover headache. He actually hadn't had an alcoholic beverage in the last week.

The events of what had happened before he blacked out came flooding back to him. The fog had lifted enough now for him to remember finding his apartment in such a state that reminded him of a warzone. He remembered dialing Stella to help him, but everything else; he was drawing up a blank.

He felt stiff as he slowly opened his eyes a crack. The bright natural light was disarming at first. He blinked a few times to adjust, then opened them fully. He glanced around, and found he was on a boat of some sort. The detective was propped up against the back of the drivers' seat. His hands tied behind his back, and his torso tied his arms tightly to his back, and also to the back of the drivers' seat. He pulled on his hands for a second to test how tight the hold was. Pain shot through his wrists, as had to bite back a gasp of pain. They had to be at least sprained. Mac sighed quietly glancing at his feet, his ankles were tied together too.

What was he doing on a boat? He wondered, as he felt the slight rocking of the small waves crashing up against the boat. He looked around to take in all he could from his angle, but saw no life form. Who ever had taken him from his apartment, had to have had a reason? Was the man still there even. There was an odd silence there, as Mac thought about what was going on.

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"Mac!" Danny yelled through the apartment. Stella glanced up to Danny, as he looked at her. He then spotted what Stella had discovered, now very concerned himself for his bosses' sake. He moved quickly and carefully through the apartment, searching to see if their boss was still in the facinity.

"Mac!" Stella called out this time, her voice on the verge of breaking. She searched the areas Danny didn't start with.

"He's not here." Danny hissed in frustration after a minute of searching the small apartment. Stella came back into the same room, and just stood there in silence for a second. She placed her hand over her mouth and her other hand around her abdomen.

"I'll call Don and Aiden for back-up." Danny said as he pulled out his cell phone and dialed the office.

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The Next fix for yea guys, Enjoy, please review as well :D