Chapter 9

Finishing their hotdogs they walked back to Mac's place. Unlocking the door, he allowed her entrance first. As she removed her coat she seen the blanket and pillows still on the floor. Thinking back to last night, she smiled. Oh the words from his heart were still fresh in his mind.

"We need to stop Stel. I don't want our first time to be on a blanket on my floor."

Mac noticed she was deep in thought. He also noticed were her eyes were focused.

"Here Stel. I'll take your coat."

"Thanks Mac."

After hanging the coats Mac walked into the kitchen and put on fresh coffee. Reaching up in the cupboard for mugs, he forgot the sugar was in there as it fell onto his head and then the floor.

"Oh my God. You okay Mac?"

As Stella looked at him she couldn't help but laugh. His hair was covered in white, along with his black t shirt and jeans.

"Oh Mac. Look at you." She gasped out between laughs.

"You think it's funny Stel?" As he prowled towards her.

"Don't you dare Mac. Maaaaac, dooooooooooon't."

Grabbing her up in his arms, he shook his hair all over her. Spreding the sugar in her hair and places that it shouldn't be.

*Ring,ring*

Placing her down he answered the phone.

"Taylor."

"Mac is Don. We have a DB in Central Park that needs your attention."

"Okay Don, I'll be right there."

"Let's go Stel, we have a crime scene."

Forgetting all about the sugar in their hair and clothes they took off out the door. Arriving at the crime scene Don looked at them oddly.

"Umm..I'm not sure if you two are aware or not. But why do you both have sugar in your hair?"

Mac shook his hand through it, as sugar sprinkled out onto the ground. Stella couldn't help but laugh. Oh she knew it wasn't funny. But she just couldn't help it. Looking from one to other Don figured it out.

"Oh no. No way. You, Mac? You both are...."

"Never mind Don. What have we got."

Stella knew Mac was a little upset. Which she could understand. For neither of them were ready to share their relationship with anyone yet. It was to new, to raw.

"Hey Mac, sorry I'm late. What the hell is that in your hair???"

"Stella dropped the sugar out of the cupboard in the lunchroom. Mac happened to be in the way. So they got dosed in sugar."

Danny laughed.

"That's classic. Thanks for sharing Don."

"No problem Danny. Anyways. Male victim, stab wounds to the chest. Sheldon put TOD at four hours ago. Rigor is starting to set in."

"Where is sheldon?"

"He got called to another crime scene. We're just waiting on the haulers."

"Okay, process the scene with Stella, Danny. See what you can find."

As they walked away Mac leaned into Don and said.....

"Thanks for that Don. We're just not ready to answer questions about our relationship yet."

"I know Mac. Don't worry. I'll keep your secret safe till you're both ready to share."

Nodding thanks again, they helped process the scene. Once they had everything collected Mac gave everything to Danny to take back.

"What?? You aren't coming back to the lab Mac?"

"No. You can handle it Danny. I have complete faith in you. Stella and I are going to check on Sheldon. Don, we'll see you later?"

"Sure Mac. See ya Stel."

Walking back to the car, Stella asked....

"Are you okay Mac? I'm sorry Don figured it out. I guess we both forgot about the sugar."

"It's okay Stel. Don understands. There is no one I trust more then Don not to say anything. He'll keep it to himself for now. Till we are both ready to let the others know."

After checking on Sheldon and Jen Mac and Stella headed back to his place.

When they arrived back Stella headed to the kitchen and began sweeping Mac's floor while he cleaned the counter. Both of them thinking to themselves how comfortable and right it felt. Sweeping up the last of the sugar Stella put the broom back in the closet.

"There. All cleaned up. Now. Just us. So who's going to go first?"

"You go ahead Stel. You can grab a pair of my sweats and t shirt from my drawer. They might be a little big, but they have strings."

"Thanks Mac. See ya in a bit."

Grabbing up his clothes and a towel she showered. When she was done she brushed her hair and put on his clothes. Laughing to herself in the mirror she couldn't help it. She looked like a clown. His pants dragged past her ankles while the t shirt fell to her knees.

"This just won't do," she said to herself.

Pulling off the pants she just wore the t shirt. Shutting off the light, she walked out and found Mac watching the news. Looking up from the TV he almost choked on his coffee. God what a vision. Never had he seen so much gorgeous bronzed leg. She was simply stunning in black. God, she could wear a sack and still look hot.

Swallowing down his coffee he said....

"I take it the pants didn't fit Stel?"

Laughing at his face, she said...

"No. They kept falling down. But the t shirt is long enough. Maybe I should have brought some overnight clothes."

Mac wasn't sure what to say to that. He was so tied in knots right now.

"Okay then. My turn. I'll see you in a bit."

Walking towards the washroom, he stopped beside her and inhaled her hair.

"I won't be long love. Wait for me."

He whispered.

She felt her body shiver again. She felt the tingle to her soul. Leaving her wondering if tonight would be their night of firsts for everything.

tbc....