Chapter 5: Should I?
"Mac," Stella whispers, opening her yes in a hospital bed. "Mac?"
A nurse walks in. "Your boyfriend? Detective Taylor?" Stella nods. "He went to get something to eat. Should be back soon. Would you like me to bring your daughter in?" She nods again.
She comes back a few minutes later, Mac behind with a bag of food. "Brought you some halfway decent food so you don't have to eat the cafeteria food. Lindsay and the others should be here soon; they're coming after shift."
"Thanks," she smiles, taking the baby from the nurse.
"Is he the father?" she asks, pointing to Mac.
Stella shakes her head. "Her father tried to kill me and ended up with three bullets in his chest."
"He's dead then?" Stella nods. "Is he helping you?"
"Yes."
"Nice guy. Handsome. You're lucky to have him. Well, I'll leave you alone now. Call me if you need anything," the nurse leaves.
"She's just as beautiful as her mother," Mac kisses both of them before sitting beside the bed.
"I'm sure I look real great after that wonderful experience. I think I'll just stick to adopting if I want more kids," she teases.
"The doctor said both of you are fine. You should be able to leave tomorrow afternoon."
"Has her blood been tested to Nick's yet?"
"Yes, and it is a match."
"That's good, isn't it?" she asks.
"You've got a grown man that a baby's going to have to help in three months' time. We're talking blood transfusions and bone marrow and who knows what else. It's up to you, Stel, and if you want to put your daughter through that. I think you should talk to Mrs. Mala before deciding."
"I feel like I have to help him. It's my fault if he dies," she sadly watches her baby, unsure of what is right.
"Congratulations, Stella!" Lindsay bursts in, waking the baby. "Can I hold her?" The guys follow her in. Stella hands her over. "She's so adorable."
"What did you name her?" Hawkes asks.
"Elizabeth Claire."
"She's got your curls already, Stella," Danny teases.
"I don't see any of Frankie in her at all," Don says.
"I do," Stella jumps, hearing the other female voice. Mrs. Mala steps forward. "She looks a lot like Frankie did when he was young. Can I hold her?"
Stella nods, and Lindsay hands her over. "Can I speak to her privately?" All leave, Mac heading to the door when Stella stops him. "Please stay."
"Does her blood match?"
"Yes."
"You mean he's going to live after all?"
"I don't know how to tell you this but… I don't want my daughter to have to give blood transfusions or whatever every year to help your son. I feel bad and all, but it's not my fault Frankie died," Stella explains, taking her baby back.
"Not your fault? Well you just keep telling yourself that 'cause now you've killed two people," Mrs. Mala yells.
"It's not Stella's fault. Frankie should have realized what he was risking when he came after her," Mac steps between the women.
"My son would have never hurt her. She staged it; she'd know how since she works at crime scenes."
"Why would she cut her own face and hands purposely just so she could shoot your son?" Mac asks, voice rising.
"I'm suing. Your daughter will soon be used to save my son; I might even fight for custody. I wouldn't trust the woman who killed my son to raise my grandchild," Mrs. Mala storms out.
Stella looks worriedly at Mac, "She can't take Elizabeth away."
A/N: I don't know when I'll update again. Maybe tomorrow or Christmas or the day after. One of those. Pumpkin pie smells awful. My mom made me take it downstairs to put in the fridge. Ugh, I couldn't breath. I'm still torn between Stella with Hawkes or Flack for my other story. Any suggestions? Of course she'll be with Mac, but what if he can't be there? Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!