Author's Note: MJ Taylor is my own creation. I have no claim to established CSI: NY characters. They belong to CBS.
Secrets
They arrived just in time to see Mac walking out on his own two feet. Stella and MJ clasped hands and squeezed. "Thank God." Stella commented out loud. MJ going on instinct went directly to him and attempted to help him. Mac brushed her off. "I'm fine MJ. It's Flack." Mac turned to look behind him. They immediately saw him being pulled out on a basket stretcher. "Don, Oh, my God." MJ whispered and tears immediately sprung into her eyes. She was stunned into silence. "Mac, are you sure you're all right?" Stella asked. "Yeah. I'm fine. MJ, go with him to the hospital and process what you can, don't leave until I get there." MJ nodded and climbed in the back of the ambulance. She immediately took his hand wanting to reassure him that she was there. MJ was shocked by the gapping hole in his stomach. She was immediately frightened. "I'm here Don. You'll be okay. You hear me, you'll be okay." MJ gently touched his hair. "You have to be."
It had been a few hours since they arrived at the hospital, and emergency room was still busy with activity from the bombing. However, at the moment all MJ cared about was one victim. He was stabilized as best they could and was being prepared for surgery. MJ was told that one of Don's lieutenants contacted his parents to let them know what happened. They would be arriving shortly.
After he was wheeled upstairs, she was gathering his clothing when she heard Mac's voice. "I need to see him immediately after surgery. Before he's bandaged up." MJ headed towards the hallway with the evidence bags in hand. "Mac." She called him. "MJ, good, let's get those to the lab. Lindsay and Hawkes are already working on the reconstruction. I need you to process his clothes; they may hold evidence of the bomb. " MJ nodded. "Mac, are you sure you're all right? Did someone check you out?" Mac curtly nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Come on. The car's running and there's a bomber to find."
They rode to the lab in silence. Once on the 35th floor they went separate directions in the hopes of finding out who was behind the bombing. MJ spent the next few hours with Adam processing Don's clothes. The entire time Adam offering subtle reassurances that Don would be fine. "You'll be beating him at pool in no time." MJ smiled, appreciative of the thoughts. Once they were done, they cataloged then secured everything.
Adam was about to say something but noticed that MJ was staring off into space. He didn't like the fear her saw in her eyes. In a rare display of confidence, he walked over to her and forced her to look at him. "MJ, stop. He is going to be fine." MJ shook her head. "But…" Adam adamant. "No, don't go there. It's not like Claire, MJ." MJ immediately teared. "I know, it's just you didn't see him. Adam, he had a gigantic hole in his stomach." MJ whispered, then looked at the ceiling trying to regain her composure. Adam grabbed her chin, looked into her eyes and adding emphasis to every word. "He will be fine." Adam insisted. "The doctors are the best and he's strong."
Adam realized a change of focus was needed, so he redirected it onto her." Can I ask you something?" MJ looked at him. "Sure, you know that." Adam hesitated but knew this was too important. "MJ, I know you pretty well." MJ, having herself back in control, smirked. "Adam, you know stuff Danny doesn't even know." Adam smiled. "By the way you're late on your hush money." They both gave a small laugh. "Anyway, I know how you feel about Don. I can see it. I also see you fighting it. Why?" MJ leaned against the table next to her. "There are parts of my life, the parts before I became a Taylor, I have kept secret. You know that. It wouldn't be fair to him, not knowing everything about me. To be honest, I wouldn't want a relationship with him any other way. No secrets. You know what I mean?" Adam nodded agreeing. "So what's the problem?" He asked. MJ rolled her eyes in response. "No I'm serious, MJ. Do you think he wouldn't understand? Do you think it would change how he feels about you?" MJ looked at him with surprise on her face. "MJ, I've seen how he looks at you. He's crazy about you. You need to give him a chance." MJ shook her head. "It's just so much Adam." MJ stated. Adam interrupted her before she could say anything else. "MJ, do you trust him?" MJ, shocked at the question, answered without hesitation. "Of course, with my life." Adam knew his battle was won and gave her a small smile. "Then trust him with your heart."
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