Author's Note: Wow! Ask and ye shall receive! I wanted 25, I got 32! Whoo-hoo! That's awesome, ya'll rock! That being said, this IS the last chapter of "Whatever Comes Your Way." Thanks for reading my first attempt at a Fiesta fic!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of CSI:NY; they are property of Anthony E. Zuiker and CBS.

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Three weeks later...

Stella watched through the glass as Adam Ross ran the DNA test through the machine. Beside her, Don Flack held her hand. "Remember," he reminded her. "No matter how it turns out, you promised to live life to the fullest every day."

Stella nodded. "I remember. It's just..." she looked up at him and sighed. "I want it to be negative. I really want it to be negative. And a little piece of me is reminding myself that it could very well come back positive," she said softly. "And I'm not sure if I'm ready for that."

"Now is the time to start thinking positive," Danny Messer said, coming up beside them.

Stella smiled. "Danny. I thought it was your day off."

He shrugged. "Mac called."

Stella turned around to look into Mac's office. He was seated at his desk, but when he got that feeling someone was looking at him, he raised his head and smiled at her. He put away the paperwork he was doing and came out to join them in the hall. "Quite the support group," he noted. Stella smiled.

"They sure are."

"Hey," a voice said. They all turned to see Lindsay standing there, Sheldon behind her. "Are we late?"

"No. Just in time to hurry up and wait," Stella replied, looking back in at Adam. The lab tech waited patiently next to the machine, occasionally tapping his foot. He happened to look up and jerked in surprise at the audience watching him. They all broke out laughing. Adam smiled, and offered Stella a thumbs-up. Then he returned his attention to the machine.

"Any word yet?" Sid Hammerback asked a few moments later as he joined the group. Peyton was right behind him.

Flack shook his head. "No."

Sid gave Stella a hug. "How are you?"

"Uhm...terrified," Stella confessed. "Absolutely freaking out right now, thanks."

"It's gonna be fine," Sheldon Hawkes said reassuringly.

"Maybe you should try to get some work done," Mac suggested about ten minutes later. "Take your mind off of it until it's time."

Everyone looked at him. "No way," Stella said. "I can't think right now."

"I'll work double-time later," Lindsay said, squeezing Stella's hand.

"Pretty quiet downstairs," Peyton said, and Sid nodded in agreement.

Mac nodded. He had figured that would be the response, but he had to try.

Just then, they all heard a small beep. Adam looked up at the group. The machine was finished running its analysis.

The moment of truth had arrived.

Adam asked for a printout of the results.

Stella's breathing became heavier, and Flack held her hand tighter. Lindsay held the other.

Everyone else waited with baited breath.

Adam came out, the results folded over in his hand. "I didn't want to look at them," he said. "I figured you would want to be the first." He handed the paper to Stella.

"Are you ready for this?" Flack asked her softly.

Stella gazed at the halved piece of white paper. On the other side of that was a word that could change her life. Was she ready for it? She didn't know if she was or not.

But she couldn't wait any longer.

Stella took her hands out of Lindsay's grip and Flack's and leaned up against the glass wall of the DNA lab. She opened the piece of paper and scanned it. Her eyes caught one word. One eight-letter word stuck out on the paper like a sore thumb, and Stella read it very slowly. Then she looked up, tears in her eyes.

"What's the verdict, Stel?" Flack asked her. Mac, Lindsay, Danny, Peyton, Sid, Adam and Sheldon all waited in silence, afraid they might miss it.

"Negative," Stella said.

Lindsay blinked. "What?"

"Negative," Stella said, with conviction this time. "Negative!"

Flack was the first to recover, throwing his arms around her. "Oh, my God!" he cried. "Negative!"

The entire group burst into applause and voices of congratulations. Lindsay gave her friend a nice strong hug, whispering congratulations in her ear. Then, for good measure, Lindsay threw her arms around Danny and hugged him, too. Peyton gave Stella a hug, as did Mac and Sid, who both gave her a small peck on the cheek each, Sheldon hugged her, and even Adam. Stella was crying, but tears of joy this time. She was in shock. She couldn't believe it.

Flack kissed her right in front of everyone. Everyone cheered and whistled.

A few hours later when the celebrating had mostly died down, Mac proposed that everyone get back to work but they were all going to get off early so they could head for Sullivan's to get drinks. And Mac was buying. The crew all went back to their jobs, except for Flack. Flack checked his watch. "Hmmm...we have two hours to ourselves before Sullivan's," he noted. "Plenty of time to head back to my place."

"Your place?" Stella asked, looking at him.

He raised his eyebrows. "I have my own unique brand of celebrating."

"You really think we've got enough time?" Stella asked him teasingly.

He pretended to think about it, then nodded. "You're right. I can save time by putting the sirens on."

Stella took his hand and they practically ran for the elevator. Stella was on cloud nine. If she and Flack could handle this, then they could handle anything.

Whatever came their way.

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I know it's short, but I really wanted to get this one finished before Wednesday...Anyway...like/love/hate it, doesn't matter, please review!