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Mac wasn't nervous because he was telling Sinclair that he would retire in just two weeks. He was nervous because it would be the final step to making his retirement official; to get things moving. He didn't regret his choice. He wanted nothing more than to move down to his lover in Miami. And speaking of his lover, Horatio was only 8 weeks pregnant and according to him and Alexx, his appetite had increased and his mood had changed. Alexx said he sure was pregnant now with the way he could change from sad or angry to happy in a matter of seconds.

Mac looked forward to being a part of that every day. He did notice the mood swings when he talked to Horatio on the phone, but he knew it was different to be part of it on the phone and to actually be down in Miami and see it.

He was waiting outside Sinclair's office at the end of his shift. He had been waiting for thirty minutes when the big boss finally arrived. He looked curiously at Mac. Of course, the news that Mac and his redheaded lover were going to have a child had spread through the department, but Sinclair still had no idea why Mac was there. Even if he suspected what it might be about.

"Detective Taylor." Sinclair greeted, "Come in inside."

Mac followed the other man inside his office and sat down on the guest chair across the desk. Sinclair sat down in his chair with a heavy sigh.

"What brings you here then?" He asked.

"I'm retiring." Mac said, "And I will only be staying in New York for a week before I move down to Miami."

Sinclair looked surprised at Mac. He had suspected the detective to ask for vacation for a longer period of time; not retirement.

"Well, I'm shocked." Sinclair said, "I never suspected that a man like you would quit the job."

"Well, I'm burning out. I've been feeling it for a while now." Mac said, "And with a baby on the way it's the right choice. I've been thinking about retiring for weeks, but never taken the final step until now."

Sinclair nodded and stood up. He went to his big window where he could look out over the city he loved. Mac remained silent, waiting for Sinclair to say something.

"Well, I agree that it's the right choice to make." Sinclair said, after several minutes of silence, "You and I haven't always agreed on things, but you are one hell of a detective Mac."

"Thank you, sir."

Sinclair turned around and smiled. Mac noticed there was sadness to the smile.

"While I am sorry to see you go, I do believe that being down in Miami with the man carrying your child is the right thing to do." Sinclair said and extended his hand for Mac.

Mac smiled and shook his boss's hand.

"Thank you, Chief." Mac said.

Sinclair nodded and Mac turned to leave. Now he could go home and pack. He didn't have much to pack since Horatio had all the furniture they needed. Mac was just going to sell his furniture and if he got a buyer, Danny and Don had promised to help make sure they went where they needed to go.

When he came back to his office to make sure the computer was off and all the folders were where they should be, he felt a sudden sadness hit him for the first time since he had decided to retire. He was going to miss the lab, his office and especially his friends. He knew he had friends waiting for him in Miami as well. He was part of that family as much as Horatio was part of the New York family.

There was a knock on the door and Mac turned to face Stella. She would be taking over after him as head of the crime lab, while Danny would be her second in command.

"How did Sinclair take it?" Stella asked.

"Good actually." Mac said, "What are you still doing here?"

"Mac, the shift only ended an hour ago." Stella grinned, "I'm here to take you out shopping for baby clothes. You can't move down to Horatio empty handed."

Mac laughed and hugged his friend. He hadn't yet bought anything for his child and Stella was right, he couldn't show up empty handed.

-I-

"You are really sure that it's a baby girl, aren't you?" Stella asked amused.

They had been in three different baby stores and so far Mac had only looked at the girl stuff.

"Yes. It's a gut feeling I have." Mac shrugged.

"What does Horatio think?"

"He hasn't made a guess yet."

"Well, I think it's a girl too." Stella said and picked out a small white dress with butterflies on it, "This is cute isn't it?"

Mac smiled and took it from her. He nodded, it was cute.

"I'll take this." Mac said, "And this… and this…"

In one minute Mac had his arms full of baby clothes and even some toys. Stella shook her head amused. She had never thought she'd see her long time friend so excited about buying baby stuff. He was going to spoil the child; that she was sure of. Stella knew she just had to take a picture of Mac like this.

"Did you just photograph me?" Mac asked, as he stood in line to pay.

"No." Stella lied and tried to look as innocent as possible.

"You did." Mac said, "Let me see it."

"Wait, I'm just going to send it to Horatio."

Mac gasped and tried to reach for the phone, but it was too late. Stella had already sent it to his lover and Mac gave her a playful glare.

"You looked so adorable!" Stella exclaimed, "I couldn't help it."

Mac just shook his head.

"Let's go buy some plush toys now." He muttered after he had paid.

Stella just smiled and followed him.

After several hours of shopping, Mac was finally home in his apartment. He looked at all the empty moving boxes and smiled. Soon he would be packing them and then unpacking them again hours later in Miami.

His phone rang and the caller ID read Horatio.

"You saw the picture Stella sent you, didn't you?" Mac answered.

"Hello Mac and how are you?" Horatio said, "Yes, I saw it. You look very cute."

Mac snorted, "Why is it so cute and adorable with a man buying clothes for his child?"

"I don't know." Horatio said, "So girls clothes only, huh?"

"Yeah, well my gut tells me we're having a girl so."

Horatio chuckled, "So… are you busy right now?"

Mac heard the tone of his lover's voice change and immidiately felt himself get aroused. He knew the redhead was in a playful mood.

"No. I'm free to do whatever you want." Mac grinned.

"Good. How about you get undressed and lie down in bed." Horatio smirked.

"Are you naked already?" Mac asked, as he stood up and headed to the bedroom.

"Naked and hard."

Mac shivered as he imagined his naked, hard lover on the bed in front of him. He quickly shed his clothes and lied down. His manhood already starting to grow hard.

"And now what?" He asked.

"Pinch your nipples. Imagine it's me doing it." Horatio said seductively, "Caress your skin from your chest to your member. Are you hard?"

"Oh yes." Mac grinned, as he did what his lover told him to.

Mac knew his lover was stroking himself too and he could hear Horatio's breathing increase and soft gasps coming from him. Mac closed his eyes and moaned.

"Imagine me sitting between your legs, naked." Horatio said, "You're handcuffed to the headboard. You're begging me to take you now."

"Uh, please love!" Mac groaned.

He wished his redheaded lover truly was there with him. Mac started stroking himself faster and knew he wouldn't last long if Horatio kept up with his game.

"I bend down to take your erection into my mouth. My warm mouth enveloping you." Horatio panted.

Both men had the same hot image in their heads and it was driving them both mad with desire. Mac arched his back and gasped in pleasure.

"H!" He moaned.

"You're begging now? My, my, you really are horny tonight aren't you?" Horatio teased, "Imagine me preparing you to be taken. As I suck you slowly."

Mac was panting and writhing on the bed. He was close to climax and Horatio could hear it.

"I would thrust into you and take you slow. Torturing you while you beg me for more." Horatio smirked.

"Uh, Horatio!" Mac cried out as he felt his throbbing length twitch.

Horatio knew his New York lover would climax soon and he didn't want to be left behind. He started stroking his own member fast and hard; bringing himself to the edge.

"Oh Mac!" He moaned, "I would bit down on your shoulder, leaving a mark so everyone knew you were mine."

"God, H!" Mac gasped.

"And I would thrust hard, but slow into you. Making you squirm with the need for more."

Mac stiffened and came over his hand with a moan. He heard Horatio follow him with a gasp and then both men just listened to each other, as they both tried to calm down their breathing.

"Before I met you, love, I never knew phone sex could be so erotic." Mac smiled and got out of bed.

"It's the best we can do when we're in two different cities." Horatio said.

"Not for long though. I'm moving down next week." Mac reminded.

"I know and I can't wait."

"I need to take a shower now." Mac said, "And you need to rest."

"A shower? Without me? You imp."

Mac smirked, "Yes… all by myself. Naked, with water running down my back."

Horatio groaned at the image he got in his head and Mac chuckled.

"Too bad you can't be here to take me in the shower." Mac teased.

"You're evil." Horatio growled.

Mac just chuckled, "Imagine you sneaking up on me and taking me by surprise. Pinning me against the wall and taking me so wildly I wouldn't be able to walk for a week."

Mac smirked and hung up just as Horatio cursed at him. He knew the redhead would make him pay once he got down to Miami.

Mac stepped inside the shower and sighed. He suddenly felt very tired and decided to go to bed early. As soon as his head hit the pillow he fell asleep.

-I-

The following day Danny and Don were helping Mac pack some stuff from his apartment that he would take with him to Miami.

"This feels a bit weird." Danny said, after a while.

He was packing things from the kitchen. Mac's dear lover wasn't the kind of man that had a lot of kitchen utensils, since he was rarely at home. Mac on the other hand had more than he needed, so if he took a few things down with him it would be perfect.

"Tell me about it. Here we are, packing up Mac Taylor's stuff. The Mac Taylor's possessions." Don sighed, "The one who it seemed would never retire and certainly never leave New York."

As happy as they were for their friend that he had found love again and he was going to be a father, they were sad to see him leave. They could and definitely would visit Mac, but never in a million years could they have imagined this day before he met Horatio.

"Yeah, but as long as he's moving for a good reason then I can't complain." Danny said, "It's not like he's leaving because he hates us or because he feels he can't live here anymore because of something bad."

Mac was busy in the living room packing his books and could only hear Danny and Don mutter about something. He knew it was hard for his team to see him leave. Now that he was packing it started to become hard for Mac too. Saying goodbye was always difficult, even though it wasn't goodbye forever.

He looked at a framed photo of himself and Horatio, they were smiling. It was a photo that Ryan Wolfe had taken of them in Miami a few months ago, at one of Alexx's barbeques. Horatio was hugging Mac and kissing his cheek. It was a lovely picture, one that Mac treasured dearly.

"Mac!" Danny called from the kitchen.

Mac placed the photo in the box and stood up. He entered the kitchen and saw Danny and Don's shocked expressions as they looked into the one of the kitchen cabinets.

"Yes?" Mac asked amused.

"Do you need all of these glasses?" Don asked.

Mac chuckled. He collected beer glasses with different motives on them, even though he rarely drank beer. The cabinet was full of them and although he had never used most of the glasses, it was a collection he had worked hard to get for many, many years.

"Yeah." Mac smiled, "It's my secret collection."

"Why do you collect beer glasses?" Danny asked and started taking the glasses down and giving them to Don.

Mac shrugged, "Don't know. I just like it."

"Does Horatio know about it?" Danny asked.

"Yes. He's already cleared out a large space for me to put them." Mac smiled.

"What is his secret collection then?" Don asked.

"He doesn't have a secret one." Mac said, "He collects bottle caps."

"Really?" Danny asked, "Why?"

"Don't know. I guess he just likes it, just as I like collecting beer glasses. He has thousands of bottle caps from when he was a kid to now."

"Remind me to ask him to let me see them some day." Don said, "Sometimes you find the craziest kind of bottle caps."

"I will." Mac smiled, "I'm moving on to the bedroom now, will you be okay with all the glasses?"

"Yeah." Danny smiled, "We won't break them."

Mac went to the bedroom and started putting most of his clothes into boxes. He had a few photo frames there too and then his guitar. Horatio had a guitar in Miami too and a piano. He had played for Mac many times and it was clear that the redhead found a lot of comfort and relaxation in music. Mac was the same way.

Last but not least Mac's eyes landed on the picture of their baby. He smiled and put it in his pocket. He then heard Danny's surprised cry when he found the rest of Mac's glass collection. It wasn't just one kitchen cabinet of them… it was four.

"Mac! You have a serious obsession with beer glasses." Danny called.

Mac laughed and went to help the two younger men pack it down.

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