Chapter 2: Where is Mac?
Mac sits behind his desk, attempting to be patient. He was having Jane run the DNA test now, comparing the victim's blood to Stella's. In a way, he wanted Stella to know about her family since she had grown up alone, wondering. But on the other hand, she didn't need to find her parents like this: one dead and the other a possible killer.
As he sits in contemplation, his pager goes off: Lindsay has news. Mac stands to find her, still lost in thought. "Hey, what've you got?"
"AFIS came up with a match on the print; the guy's last name is the same as… as Stella's," she lifts a hand to point at the screen.
"Is there an address?"
She prints out the information and hands it to him. "You and Hawkes go check it out. I'll wait for Jane to finish the DNA test and call when she is finished."
"Can you call the orphanage and see if we can get Stella's file? I'm interested in why they didn't keep her," Mac asks.
"Sure. Where did she grow up?"
"St. Basil's. Before you call them, make sure there's nothing on file here about it."
"When are you going to tell her about this?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe when I get back," he grabs Hawkes on his way out of the lab.
Lindsay looks at the screen for a few minutes; this man didn't look much like Stella.
"Have you seen Mac recently, Lindsay?" Stella asks, poking her head in the door.
She hurriedly exits out of the program before the curly haired detective can read the screen. "He took Hawkes with him to go talk to a possible suspect."
"I'll call him then," she pulls out her phone and dials his number.
"What do you need, Stel?" he answers.
"Mind if I take a folder from your desk to work on?"
"Go ahead, and you can take Danny with you."
"Why do I get stuck with him again?"
He ignores her. "Tell Lindsay to go see Sid. He says he's finished the autopsy of our vic."
"Okay," she hangs up. "Sid finished the autopsy. Mac wants you to go see if he has anything interesting."
"See you later, Stel," Lindsay takes off her lab coat and leaves.
Stella makes her way to Mac's office. She quickly glances through the files and picks one to start on.
"What're you doing in there?" Danny teases.
"Mac said you get to come with me again."
"Oh, won't you let me have a break?" he whines.
"No. I'll drive this time," she says, grabbing her kit.
"But I'm hungry. We have to stop and get something to eat," he complains loudly.
"Do you know where Mac or Lindsay is?" Jane asks.
"Mac is out interrogating a suspect, and Lindsay just went to the morgue."
"Thanks," the British woman walks away with her results.
"Well, what are we investigating this time?"
"Homicide."
"I knew that."
"Gun shot to the head."
"This is so boring. Why can't we work with Mac?"
"Stop whining, Danny. Don't you like me?" she jokes.
"Yes, but I want to do something more exciting than this."
"Hey, you could be in prison."
"Okay, it could be worse," he finally agrees.
"Mac's victim had a slit throat; it's not much better than ours."
"Can you please stop and get something to eat? I'm gonna die of starvation here."
"Alright. I'm kind of hungry too."
"Pizza. I can taste it already."
A/N: I just finished typing this story. Now I just have to edit the last six chapters. Oh, and for those of you who have read past stories of mine, this is the story I wrote during study hall when I had no homework. So while I was typing the last two chapters, I opened iTunes to listen to music. I'm trying to listen to every single song on my iPod and right now I'm in the Ls. "Live Like you Were Dying" by Tim McGraw comes on and I immediately think of Stella. If she ends up testing positive, I think I'll write something using that song. And even if she doesn't I could still use the song. Just so you know, this story, unlike every other one I've written, doesn't end up with Mac and Stella together. There's little hints throughout of something between them, but for some reason, I didn't end it with MS. Sorry all you Mac and Stella fans who are reading this. Hopefully I don't lose all my readers now. I still have another hour before my mom and brother come home from his soccer game. Hm... what can I do. First I have to change the laundry. I'm not looking forward to going to school tomorrow. I won't have trig homework most of the week though because we have a test, which takes two days. Hopefully my history teacher has some good stories this week. Thanks to all who reviewed last chapter. I looking forward to more of them. I'll post chapter three tomorrow.