"Stella, We got another crime scene to look at." Don spoke while holding a hand over the phone.

"I'm kind of busy right now." Stella shrugged it off, she was still dead set on finding something useful from Macs' apartment.

"This is something you need to look at." Don said urgently. Stella growled quietly standing up and walking over to him.

"What is it." She hissed. Don knew she was tired, and now she was cranky too.

"Someone found a body while they were walking their dog. They called 911, the vic seems to be still alive. They think hes' Mac, but not sure. They took him to Memorial hospital." Don told her straight out. Stellas' heart skipped a beat then, they found him alive. She let out a shaky sigh.

"I'll go idientify him, you take the others to the crime scene." Stella said quietly then started to move away. Don put a hand on her shoulder pausing her. She turned her head around and looked at him, tears threatening to spill.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked in a concerned tone.

"Yes." She said sternly, pulling away from him.

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The ride over to Memorial Hospital was angonizingly long. She tried to keep calm, and not speed in the car. She needed to see him so badly though. She prayed he wasn't hurt badly. She prayed she would recognize him. All these thoughts ran through her head as she pulled into the parking lot.

She nearly jumped out, and ran towards the ER entrance. She stopped right at the nurses' station and saw the young male nurse glance up at her.

"Can I help you miss?" He asked.

"Ah, Yes, the police just brought in a victim they think to be Detective Mac Taylor. I've come to confirm that." Her voice was quivering, barely professional. It told of her stress, and concern.

"Okay, He was just pulled out of the trauma room. He's in that room over there." The nurse pointed to the one where a couple of police men were standing. Stella took a deep breathe and stepped towards the officers.

"I'm CSI, I've come to confirm the idientity." She tried to maintain a somewhat professional tone.

"Right this way" The officer opened the door for her.

Stella held her breathe as she stepped through it. She moved towards the victims bed, getting a better look at the face. She gasped quietly, it was him. His skin was so pale, tinted an off shade of pale blue. There was a tube that was in his mouth, going down his throat, helping him breathe. The ventilator was connected to the other end of the tube, forcing oxygen into his lungs every few seconds. His almost black hair was slicked back, and wet still. He looked peaceful aside from that.

Stella then glanced up to the nurse. "I need to take a few pictures, could you please assist me?" Stella asked, her voice was at ease more now. She was glad to see he was alive, but by the looks of it just barely. And now she was going to have to explore the damage done to him.

The nurse nodded slightly moving over to her. Stella got the camera ready, and took a snapshot of Macs' face. She then pulled down the sheets with one hand. His arms were at his sides, underneath the blanket. Braces were on his wrists at the moment.

"Can you remove the braces for a moment?" Stella asked glancing to the nurse.

"Okay." The nurse took the brace off his left wrist and laid it down on the bed side. Stella winced at the angry bruises, they were large and ugly. It took her a second to bring herself to take a picture of it. The nurse then rotated the wrist to its side, Stella took a picture of it that way, then said she was ready to move onto the next wrist. The nurse put the one they had just taken pictures off back in the wrist, then did the other just the same.

"There is also some bruising on his chest, back, and ankles." The nurse said while looking at Mac's chart.

"I will need to take pictures of everything." Stella sighed heavily. The way the bruises were arranged they looked like he was tied up like an animal. After another ten painful minutes of taking pictures; Stella had everything she needed. The next thing was to take samples from underneath Macs' fingernails. Through all this processing he didn't even wake.