Wohoo! chapter 5!

Stella was sitting at the evidence table, having finished her case, feeling slightly miserable. Flack,

Danny, Sheldon and Lindsay walked in and sat around her.

"You ok?" asked Flack. Stella nodded.

"Stella," Stella looked up at Sheldon. Sheldon glanced at his other conspirators. "You probably

guessed we were trying to get you and Mac together." Stella kind of snorted.

"Why would have me?" she asked indifferently. "I'm not his wife."

"Stella, Mac's fancied you for ages." Danny touched her arm. "I swear."

"Seeing as the swear is coming from you I don't really trust it." Stella started to put evidence away.

The others helped.

"Stella, you and Mac belong together, one of you has got to move first." Lindsay handed Stella the evidence packets.

"And what if he says no?" Stella asked. "Life isn't as perfect as you little dream world makes it out to be." Danny took her hand.

"But he'll say yes, because he feels the same way about you." Stella shook her head.

"You guys don't know that." She picked up the box. "It's what you want to happen." She walked out. Lindsay watched her go then beckoned. They all crowded round.

"ok, new plan, and nothing stupid with our heads in the clouds stuff. Just get them to admit their feelings to one another. By being honest or trickery, just get it done." They nodded and left.

Stella walked to her office, just longing to collapse in her chair. Only problem was her office was kind of glowing and ticking. She could smell something horrible. She looked around cautiously.

"Ceiling?" she called. "What're you doing?" she stopped in front of her desk with her handover her nose and mouth and noticed just in time that a bomb was on her desk. She turned and ran out as fast as she could, slamming the door behind her just as the bomb went off. It catapulted her forwards into Mac's arms.

"Stella!" he sounded alarmed. (Duh.) "Are you ok? What happened?" (again, duh.) Stella stood up, still holding onto his shirt, shaking a bit.

"I, I, there was a bomb in my office. And it smelt horrible…" her office caught fire. They looked at each other.

"That's not good."

A bit after, down in the locker room Lindsay was livid. Danny had never seen her so angry before.

"Danny you idiot!" she yelled. "I said get them to admit their feelings for each other! Not blow Stella up!" Danny tried to explain his meaning behind his reasoning but lapsed back into 'Whatever' mode when he couldn't get a word in through her tirade.

"She could have been hurt! Stella's no good for Mac dead! He's not a necrophiliac!" she shouted herself hoarse for a bit more, then turned her back to Danny and stamped her foot. Flack put his hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, Lindsay, breath. You're not breathing. Breathe with me. In… and out. And in…and out. And in…"

"All right!" Lindsay brushed his hand off irritably. Danny moved forwards.

"hey Lindsay, lt me explain." She gave him such a glare that he scooted backwards immediately into Sheldon's arms.

"Where the hell did you get the bomb anyway?" she asked accusingly. Danny sidestepped the question. It shot past him bouncing off each locker until it got to the end, bounced off at a funny angle and went through the window with a crash. Danny cleared his throat.

"Look, if Stella doesn't have an office then she's more than likely going to be told to share with Mac for a while." The others stared at him. Sheldon came out from behind Danny.

"Danny," he said raising one eyebrow in that Dr Hawkes way. "are you mad? They'll go crazy sharing an office!"

"Yeah," Flack poked him. "we don't want them breaking up before they've got together." Danny shrugged helplessly. Lindsay gave him a patronising you're-so-rubbish look and Aiden walked in, ripped Danny's clothes off including his underwear and walked out again. Everyone stared at him.

"Geez Danny." Said Flack.

"Yeah," Sheldon was staring in the same wrong place as Flack was. "We thought it'd be bigger than that." Lindsay started to have snorting hysterics.

Later on, Mac staggered into his office with a huge box of files with Stella struggling behind him with an equally large box of files. He dropped them down on the desk along with Stella's other stuff and helped her with the other box.

"Mac, I'm ok." she protested. As he took the box from her his fingers stroked hers by accident. They both blushed and Mac put the box on the desk quickly, because he was about to drop it. Stella pushed her hair out of her face.

"Your office is going to take a while to rebuild. " Stella shrugged.

"So long as you don't reorganise my stuff."

"Where did you get the idea I would do that? I'm not a neat freak. You're the sort of person who would do that, not me." Stella laughed.

"You're already neat! Trust me, if you weren't I would!" Mac shook his head smiling. Stella had one of those uncontrollable urges to hug Mac. You know, you get them when he's doing a really cute face, or he's smiling or whatever.

But things weren't all a bed of roses. Within two days they were arguing. Of course Danny was held responsible for this. Danny and Flack walked in to find Stella and Mac at it very loudly. So loudly in fact it was difficult to know what they were arguing about. It turned out to be that Stella had (falsely) accused Mac of rearranging her whole desk, when Mac had actually only taken one file off her desk. Stella didn't know that he'd taken the file off her desk, she didn't even realise it was there in the first place. Danny and Flack did eventually get them to calm down, but they were still fuming when Danny and Flack left the office. Danny and Flack hoped they would sort things out themselves.

Stella looked pointedly out of the window with her arms folded. Mac was leaning over his desk doodling. She looked at him to see if he'd realised she was ignoring him. He hadn't. She looked back at the window. Mac glanced sideways at her. She was ignoring him. Mac went back to his doodle. Stella eyed him and sat down with a thump at her makeshift desk. Mac looked sideways and back again. Stella looked sideways at him a moment later, but they both looked at the same time and they laughed. Mac sat up and Stella moved and lent on Mac's desk.

"Sorry." She smiled at him.

"Yeah, I'm sorry too." Mac smiled back. She touched his hand.

"Do you… er…" she watched her fingers run over his hand gently. She looked back at him. "Will you go out with me?" she asked as if she'd only just thought of it. Mac smiled that smile which only comes once in a while. (I could so write a poem like that!) he nodded.

"I'd love to go out with you Stella." Stella grinned. She leaned forward quickly, only hesitating for a moment, she put her other hand o his face and kissed him. She was kind of surprised when Mac kissed her back. When they broke apart she stroked his face. He blushed slightly and looked away. She brought his chin up so he was looking at her and kissed him again, this time longer. He put his hands on her waist and Stella slid into his lap. They couldn't stop kissing.

Mwahahahahahahahahahahaha! Don't get too happy, something drastic's happening in the next one!

Thank you to all my reviewers, especially mj0621, I think that's what it is. Thank you for being so supportive!