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Disclaimer: If I owned CSI: NY do you think I would be writing fanfics? Probably would….
They, together, were a wall. Built to protect the ones behind them and themselves.
He had reached his hand out to her and she had fallen, in more ways then one.
The usual ray of joy in his life was now gone and he was alone. Alone in the Big Apple.
His depressed state only worsened as the days went by. Her expression and her screams as she fell haunted his dreams. And the terrifying sound of bones breaking as her body hit the cold pavement 10 stories down petrified him.
He looked up. The weather was ill suited for today. It was bright and sunny. Children were playing and it was a beautiful day for NYC.
His friends worried for him. He was withdrawn from them. The pain he felt was like a dark cloud on the whole team.
Everyone mourned the loss of her but never as much as Mac Taylor. He was her best friend. The one she turned to in her darkest time. Always there with light to show her the way. But sometimes he was not and she was left to stumble in the dark alone. That's why she had turned to Adam but that was neither here nor there. When Claire had died she was there, when Peyton had dumped him she was there, but now no one was there to pick up his heart. Only a few days ago he had been smiling again. All thanks to her. Now only a cold frown appeared on his face. Gone forever was the old, lovable Mac Taylor. Stella had taken his heart when she was lowered to the ground.
Everybody mourned her but no one as much as he did. For everyone knew that the wall that Mac Taylor and Stella Bonesera built had, at last, crumbled. Burying all beneath it.