Tony's Hideout
When they arrived. The gang members looked at Joe.
"Who the hell is this Tony?"
"This is Joe. He's a doctor. Surgeon to be precise. He's going to be working for us. He'll be our in house physcian."
"What the hell for? We take care of our own."
"He is one of us. He was Taglewood boy with me. You will treat him with respect till I tell you not too, understood?"
Joe wondered what the hell Tony meant by that comment. But he let it slide.
"Mario, take Joe here, and show him to one of the rooms. I need to talk to Carlo's for a minute."
Once Joe was out of earshot, Tony said...
"I want you to listen to me carefully. Keep your eye on Joe, don't let him out of your sight. He's wanted for murder. But he's also a trader to our kind. He left the our gang. Something that isn't allowed."
"How the hell did he get out alive?"
"It wasn't easy. Alot of it had to do with Sonny going to jail. Just watch him. If at any time he tries to leave, call me. Understood?"
"Sure. No problem. Can we have some fun with him?"
"No. He's not to be touched. Once he's done doing what we have planned, then you may kill him, but not before."
Leaving his boy's with Joe, he headed back home to his wife and kids.
Meanwhile....
Mac and Stella were bathing the kids before bed.
"Gary, stop throwing water on Claire."
*Giggle*
"Gary, daddy said stop."
*Giggle*
Picking up some water, he tossed it on his daddy.
"Gary!!!"
"What's going on Mac?"
"Gary. He's throwing water at Claire and I."
"Alright you little monkey enough."
Splashing his hands up and down, he giggled somemore.
"Let's go you. Come to mommy."
Lifting Gary from the tub, she wrapped him in a towel and passed him to Mac.
"Think you can handle putting him to bed?" Laughed Stella.
"As long as he doesn't throw his toys at me next."
Carrying his son to his room, he laid him on his bed, dried him, and put on his jammies.
"Oookie dada."
"Cookie? Why? So you can throw it?"
"Oooooooooooooooooooooooookie....."he screamed.
"Now what Mac?"
"I don't know love. He wants a cookie."
"No Gary, it's bed time. No cookie."
Picking up his bear, he threw it at his mommy.
"Gary, stop that now."
*Giggling*
"How are we going to get him out of throwing things Stel. This is getting out of hand."
"He'll grow out of it."
"When? When we are all black and blue?"
Stella laughed. Mac was exaggerating again. It wasn't that bad at all. Beside that, the only reason Gary did it, was to get attention.
"Come on Gary bed, let's get you tucked in."
"Ooookie mama. Peeeeeeeeeeease."
"I'll tell you what. You go to sleep, and in the morning you can have two cookies. How's that?"
"K, mama. Love you."
"Love you too Gary bear."
Kissing her son goodnight, she left the room.
"Would you like daddy to read you a book?"
"Yes pease daddy."
Pulling out the Three bears, Mac began to read. As he got to the middle Gary was already sound asleep. Kissing his son on the head, he covered him up, and left the room, leaving on his nightlight, and door slightly ajar.
Walking into his daughter room, he found her reading with mommy.
"Can daddy have kiss sweetheart?"
"Sure daddy. I love you, night."
"Night my Claire bear, sweet dreams."
Heading downstairs, Mac collapsed on the couch, closing his eyes, he fell into sleep. Coming down the stairs, Stella found him out like a light. Deciding it was time for a payback, she dropped her nightie to the floor, walked over, and laid upon him.
Feeling a warm body, Mac wasn't long in waking up. Wrapping his arms around his wife, he realized she was bare.
"Christ Stel....you trying to kill me?"
"No...I'm going to seduce you."
Stella could feel her husbands body respond to her words, as his hands slid down her back, to her thighs.
"Mmmm....so soft love. Always you are so soft."
Passionately kissing her, they fell into their world of passion, of desire, of need and want. Never releasing till they were both satisfied in their love.
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When the Taylor family woke the following morning, Mac had a hell of a headache. Dragging himself out of bed, he could hear li'l Gary screaming.
"Where is the damn Tylenol"....he whispered to himself.
After swallowing two tablets he showered, dressed, and headed downstairs.
"Oh Mac....you look aweful."
"Thanks love. I feel aweful."
"Morning daddy, I love you."
"I love you too Claire Bear."
Sitting at the table, Gary threw a piece of toast at his daddy.
"Gary...no. Stop that."
Giggling he threw some at Claire.
"Eww...stop it Gary. I have to go to school."
"Stel....please."
Picking up little Gary, Stella walked him to the den. Taking out his blocks she left him to play, as he tossed one at her.
"Ouch...Gary stop throwing things, or you'll go to bed."
Showing his two front teeth, he giggled. A deep belly gurgle.
"You are getting out of hand, you little monkey."
"Sweetheart. I'm going to take Claire to school. So I'll see you tonight."
"You shouldn't be going anywhere Mac. Except back to bed."
"Believe me love. I'd like nothing more. But criminals don't rest, so either can I."
Kissing her passionately, he left out the door with Claire.
"Well Gary bear. Looks like it's just you and me."
Throwing another block he giggled.
Meanwhile...
After dropping Claire off at school, Mac headed over to see Tony. Sonny's old partner. As he arrived, he noticed Tony talking to someone in his front yard.
"Well....if it isn't Taylor. What the hell brings you here?"
"We need to talk Tony."
"Bout what? We have nothing to talk about."
"We do. I want to know where Joe is."
"How the hell should I know. Do you really think he'd be stupid enough to show up here? I'd hafta kill him."
"why don't I believe you. If I find out you're hiding him, I'll throw you in jail with Sonny."
"Whatever Taylor. Get the hell off my property."
"I'll be back Tony. Watch yourself. I'll have my men waiting for you to screw up."
Heading back to his car, Mac got in and headed to the station
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When Mac got to the lab, he felt the wave of nausea hit him. Heading to the bathroom he threw up, as Danny walked in.
"Christ Mac. You sick?"
"What the hell do you think Danny."
Washing his face and hands in the sink, he headed to office, grabbed the case files he needed, and headed home.
"Call me if you need me."
"Yeah. I will Mac. Get better."
Pulling out of the parking lot. Mac swore he seen Joe. Following him, Mac watched as he entered an old warehouse.
"Flack."
"Don, I need you to get some of your men over here. I think I found Joe. Better yet, send SWAT, I'm not sure how many we'll be dealing with."
While Mac waited. He tried his best not to throw up again. Christ he was sicker then a damn dog. As he seen Don and SWAT approach, they set up the teams around the warehouse. Then busting into the warehouse, Don yelled...
"FREEZE."
As all the gang tried to scatter, they were all captured.
"Where is Joe?"
"Get off me you pig. How the hell should I know."
"Mac...you better look at this."
As Mac walked over, he seen the crates that were full of weapons.
"So this is what Tony was up too. Take them all in Flack. Get SWAT to help with removing the weapons."
"What are you going to do Mac?"
"I'm going to find Joe. He's in here somewhere."
"Listen Mac, your sick. We'll look for him together."
Mac didn't care to argue at this point. The only thing he wanted was to capture Joe, pick up Tony, and get them all in jail.
As they made their way through the warehouse, Mac noticed a large crate that he thought for sure had moved. Pointing it out to Don, they surrounded it, and as Mac opened the crate, he seen Joe.
"Nice and easy Joe. Bring yourself out of the crate."
Mac didn't realize Joe had a gun hidden under his back, and as he stood and took aim, Don seen it, and shot him through the chest. As Joe went down, he died instantly.
"Now let's go get Tony."
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When they arrived at Tony's Mac noticed the house was empty.
"He's gone Mac. Looks like he's taken off out of the city."
"That's okay Don. We'll catch him. Everyone eventually screws up. When he does, we'll be there."
"Yeah. Yeah we will Mac. Now go home. We can handle the rest."
Nodding his agreement, Mac headed home to bed.
"Mac? What are you doing home?"
"God Stel. I'm so sick. But we caught Joe. He's dead. Don shot him."
"Oh...that's great news. Now she can rest in peace."
Feeling her husbands head she noticed he was burning up.
"Get into bed Mac. before you fall down."
Climbing the stairs, he stripped himself of his clothes and got into bed.
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A short time later, Claire walked into her daddy's room.
"Daddy is you awake?"
"Mmm...Claire bear? Get mommy."
Running down the stairs, Claire got mommy.
"Mommy daddy is moaning. He said he wants you."
Running up the stairs, Stella found him trying to breathe.
"Mac!!! Oh God."
Picking up the phone, she called 911. When they ambulance arrived, they put an air mask on Mac, and started an I.V.
"Is he okay?"
"His vitals are normal. By the sounds of him, it could be pneumonia. We'll be taking him to Mercy."
"Thanks."
Just as they loaded Mac on the stretcher, Don and Angell arrived.
"Thanks you two. I'll call you from the Hospital."
"Okay Stel. Don't worry he'll be fine."
Arriving at the Hospital, the doctor did a blood panal, chest x-rays, and then put Mac into a cool air chamber. While Stella waited for results, she caressed Mac's hand.
"Mrs Taylor?"
"Yes."
"Hi I'm Dr Frans . We have your husbands results. Seems he has a good case of Pneumonia. We'll give him a shot of antibiotics, and a script. He should be fine in a few days."
"Oh thank you. So he's fine to take home now?"
"Yes. The nurse will be in to give him the shot, and then he can go."
"How are you feeling now Mac?"
"Like someone crushed my chest."
"Try not to talk."
When the nurse gave Mac his shot of antibiotics, Stella helped him to the car. Arriving at home, Don helped him upstairs.
"How were the kids Angell?"
"They were good. Claire got a kick out of the baby moving in my tummy."
"Aww...I miss that. Isn't it the most amazing feeling?"
"It is. I'm going to miss it once he/she comes out."
"Okay Stel. He's settled. We're going to get going. The kids are in bed. We read them stories."
"Thanks so much you two. Drive safely."
"We will Stel. Night."
Once she locked the door, she headed up with some ginger ale for Mac.
"Stella!!!"
"Yeah. What's the matter Mac."
"Nothing love. Come lay with me."
Removing her clothes, she put on her nightie, and climbed in beside her husband. God he was hot.
"Mac you're still burning up."
"I know love. But I'm fine. Try not to worry. Just let me hold you."
Turning on her side, she allowed Mac to cuddle her in the spoon position. Kissing the nape of her neck, they fell into sleep.
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Stella woke the following morning, and got Claire ready for school.
"Can I say bye to daddy mommy?"
"He's really sick love. I think it would be better to let him sleep."
"Please mommy. Daddy always says that kisses make you feel better."
"Okay, but hurry Claire. I don't want you to miss your bus."
Running up the stairs, she opened her daddy's door. snuck up to his bed, and kissed him on forehead.
"Love you daddy."
Opening his eyes, he whispered. I love you to Claire bear.
"Claire...your bus is here."
"Coming mommy. Get better daddy."
Running down the stairs she kissed Gary and mommy bye.
"See you after school mommy."
"Okay baby, have a good day."
Once Claire had left, and Gary was down for his nap. Stella checked on Mac.
"Mac...wake up. I have your meds here for you."
Sitting up, Mac could feel his chest sink.
"Are you feeling any better?"
"A little love. Thanks."
After taking his meds, he laid back down and fell into sleep.
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Meanwhile...
Flack, Danny, and Sheldon were looking over the body.
"Damn. I've never seen anything like this."
"You and me both Messer."
The victim they had found, was lying in a fetal position with his spine ripped out.
"How long hs he been like this Sheldon?"
"I put TOD at four this morning. So he's been dead a good eight to ten hours."
"I guess you have no idea where his spine is at?"
"No I don't Don. Why should I?"
"No. I was just asking."
Danny and Sheldon gave him a look that said..."WTF"
It was at that moment one of the officers yelled...
"We found his spine."
Running over to where the officer was. They seen the victims spine hanging from the tree.
"Jesus...that's just sick."
Placing it in a evidence bag, Sheldon placed it with the body.
"Okay, you can take him now."
As the haulers took the body, Danny and Sheldon continued to search the area of the park for evidence, when Flack yelled out.
"Which one of you are calling Mac???"
Staring at each other, Danny said...
"We'll flip for it. Tails you call. Heads I call."
Flipping the coin, it turned up heads.
"Good luck Danny."
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While Sheldon waited for Danny to call Mac. He and Flack made a bet.
"Ten bucks says that Stella doesn't give the phone to Mac."
"Deal."
"Hello."
"Stella, it's Danny. I need to talk to Mac. We've had homicide. Really nasty one."
"Danny he's really sick. Can't you handle it?"
"Listen Stel. Normally I would. But we found this guys spine hanging from a tree. I really think Mac would want to handle this."
"I'll tell you what. I'll be there in a bit. Just let me get Gary ready. I'll meet you back at the lab."
"Okay bye."
"Well....what did she say Danny?"
"You owe Sheldon ten bucks Don. Stella's coming in."
Sheldon smiled. "Told you, didn't I."
"Yeah, yeah. Take it."
Heading back to the lab, Sheldon bought them all coffee with Don's ten bucks. When they arrived they seen li'l Gary playing on the floor.
"Hey...there's my little man."
"Danny...I wouldn't do that if I were you." Said Don.
Bending down to Gary, he threw a block at Danny.
"Owww...hey."
Giggling aloud, Gary threw another one.
"Jeez Stel. What have you been teaching him?"
Laughing...."Not a thing. It's just a stage he's going through."
"Huh...how's Mac?"
"Really sick. He's still having alot of trouble breathing."
"Does he know you are here?"
"I left him a note."
"A note??? If he finds out you are here, he's gonna be more then pissed."
"Trust me Danny, he's to sick to even get out of bed."
"I hope your right Stel."
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Meanwhile....
Mac woke feeling almost 50% better. Getting up he stretched his legs, and felt the rush of dizziness.
"Easy Taylor. One step at a time."
Looking over at the table he seen the note.
"Mac, had to go and see the team. New case. Feel better, love and hugs Stel."
"Damn her. She never stays put."
Getting dressed he headed out the door as his cell rang.
"Hello?"
"Good morning, Mr Taylor . It's Principal Skinner calling, at your daughters school."
"Yes. How can I help you?"
"We need to make you aware that your daughter is very ill this morning. We think it's best if she be taken home."
"Okay. I'll be right there."
When he picked up his daughter, he could tell she was fevered. Taking her home, he gave her some Tylenol and called Stella.
"Taylor."
"Don't Taylor me. You should be at home. I just had to pick up Claire. She's sick."
"What!!! Okay, I'm on my way home."
Hanging up Stella knew the boys were just going to have to wait.
"Hey!!! Where are you going Stel?"
"Claire's sick. Mac had to pick her up. I'm heading home. Which ,means Mac will be here shortly."
"Aww...give her a kiss from me. Tell her to feel better."
"I will."
Placing Gary in the carseat, she said...."round two Gary. Whatever you do, don't get sick."
Giggling at his mommy, they headed home.
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When Stella got home, she placed gary in his crib for his nap.
"Mac!!! How is she?"
"She's sleeping love. Her fevers gone down a bit. I called the doctor he's calling in a script for her. Just incase she has what I had."
"Had!!! You're still sick Mac. You shouldn't be going anywhere."
"I know that. But I have no choice. Until I know where this case is going, I have to be there."
"Fine. But stay warm."
"I will love. I promise."
Reaching over to kiss her, she pulled back.
"No way Taylor. Forget it. Keep those germs to yourself."
"Aww...come on love. Just one kiss?"
Trying to leave the room. Mac grabbed her and smacked one on her.
"Mmm...thanks love. See you as soon as I can."
"Uhuh...and when I get sick, who's going to take care of you guys?"
"I will love. I'll pamper you, and love you. Till you're better, and even after."
"Get out Taylor. I love you."
"I love you too sweetheart."
Once Mac left, Stella checked on Claire.
"Mommy!!! I'm so sick. My chest hurts."
"I know love. The doctor is sending out some medicine for you. How about some nice flat ginger ale for your tummy?"
"Okay mommy."
With Claire settled, and Gary down for his nap, Stella finally had some time for herself.
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Meanwhile Mac arrived running right into Sinclair.
"Christ sakes Sinclair, not now."
"You look like hell Mac. You should be at home in bed. I'm sure your team can handle this."
"I'm sure they can too. But when some victim is found with his spine torn out, it calls fresh input and eyes. I'd like to have a look at the evidence,
and see the victim myself."
Nodding that he understood. He left.
"Hey Mac. What did Sinclair want? Is he riding your ass again?"
"No. I need to see Sid. Then I'll back to see you and Sheldon."
"Sure Mac. take your time."
Just as Mac headed downstairs, he got the call.
"Taylor."
"Mac. Grab your team. We've got another body. Same as the first, only this guy has no skull."
"What!!!!"
"I'm telling you Mac. He's missing his skull. I'm standing over him right now. With nothing but the skin on his face and his brain."
Sighing deep, Mac thought to himself....
"It's not even Halloween, and the nuts are already out."
"Alright, we'll be right there."
"What's going on Mac?"
"It seems we have another DB. This one has no skull."
Sheldon and Danny looked at each other. Arriving on the scene, Mac, Sheldon and Danny seen the victim.
"Eww...what the hell???"
Looking at the body Sheldon said....
"The victim wasn't killed here Mac. He's been dead for over twelve hours. There's also no blood, and he's well preserved."
"So someone dropped our victim off here. That means we still have a skull somewhere around NY."
"Maybe not Mac. We found the spine not more then six feet away from the body. What if the skull is somewhere around here. I mean we have tons of garbage bins, and even a couple trees."
Wondering if Sheldon could be right, they searched the trees first, and found the skull hanging on a branch.
"I've got it Mac."
Walking over Mac and Sheldon seen the skull.
"What the hell. Christ Mac, someone is playing a very sick game."
"Yeah. And we better find him soon before another victim show up."
Securing the scene with crime tape. The killer was watching from across the street.
"Just think NY City. It's only the begining. Just wait till Halloween night."
Laughing insanely, he walked away.
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When Mac got home, the only thing he wanted to do was sleep. Heading upstairs he checked on Claire. Feeling she was warm, but not overly hot, he kissed her head. Leaving her room, he checked on lil gary and found him awake talking to himself.
"Hey you little monkey. What are you still doing up?"
"Dada. Uppy."
Stretching out his arms, Mac picked him up and carried him to their room.
"Hi sweetheart."
"Hi. How you feeling?"
"Tired and drained. But not to bad now. I found Gary awake so I thought I'd bring him in with us for a while."
"Are you hungry Mac? I left you dinner."
"I could eat a little. I'll get it love. You finish your book."
"That's okay. I don't mind. You play with Gary for a bit. I'll be back with it."
Laying his son beside him on the bed, Gary pointed to his daddy's nose.
"Nose."
"That's right. Are you daddy's smart boy?"
Playing with his toes, he giggled.
"You are such a monkey."
Sitting himself up, he crawled onto his daddy's chest, laid his head down, and fell into sleep. God Mac loved when his children cuddled him. For he knew that he Stella had taught them well in showing emotion and love to others and each other.
"Aww...he's sleeping. Here, I'll take him back to bed so you can eat."
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When Stella came back, she found Mac sound asleep. Making sure he had taken his antibiotic, she climbed in beside him. As soon as he felt her heat, he turned and wrapped her in his arms.
"I love you Stella."
"I love you too Mac."
The following morning, Mac woke feeling close to himself again. Showering, and getting dressed, he headed downstairs.
"Morning daddy."
"Morning Claire bear. How are you feeling?"
"A little better daddy. Are you feeling better?"
"I am love. But do you know what will make me feel even more better?"
"What daddy?"
"Your kisses."
Climbing down from her chair, she walked over, climbed on her daddy's knee and kissed him.
"All better now daddy?"
"All better. Sweetheart, are you keeping her home today?"
"I think so. I don't want to send her back to soon. Why?"
"Just wondering love."
"Mac, is this about that case? Do you need my help?"
"I always need your help Stel. But that's okay. You stay home with the kids, we'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Positive. If it gets worse, I'll call you."
"Okay, that's fine. I'll be here. I can always see if Lori is able to sit with the kids."
"Oh yay. I like Lori. She's fun."
"I know she is. She loves spending time with you two too."
Clearing the table, Mac walked over and wrapped his wife in his arms.
"I'll see you tonight love. Try and have a good day."
"You too Mac. Love you."
"Love you too Stel."
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Meanwhile....
He was carving his next victim. Enjoying the pleasure that it brought him. He always loved carving things, even when he was kid. He remembered finding that dead cat behind the alley, bringing it home and carving it up, until he had removed all the insides and bones.
He had gotten better over the years. Being able to carve his victims with precise care. Knowing he still had almost three weeks till Halloween, he decided to take a break. For the last thing he needed was to get caught. For if he did. Halloween would be a real downer in NY, and he couldn't disappoint the NYPD now. Could he."
Placing his victim back in the large freezer, he headed out to get something to eat.
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Don and Jen had finally gotten their wish. With Jen now pregnant with his child, Don was still floating on his cloud.
Getting ready to head into work, he heard Jen call him.
"Don. Hold up."
Watching her waddle towards the door, he smiled. She looked so beautiful with her added weight, and their child.
"What is it Jen?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to say good bye again."
Don knew if he went near her, he'd never get to work. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Mmm...do you have to go in right now? Can't you wait a little longer." She purred.
Don laughed. Oh he knew what she wanted. But as much as he wanted to give it her, he knew he had to meet up with Mac.
"Listen Jen. If I don't show up to meet Mac, he won't be happy."
Caressing her hand down his chest, she tickled him, teasing him, taunting him to take her.
"Hiiiiiiiiiiiiis...Jen...."
"Come on Don. Just a few more minutes."
"Damn you Jen."
Picking her up in his arms, he carried her to their room. Laying her on the sheets, he took of out of the room, down the stairs and out the door.
"I love you babe. See you tonight."
Laughing at his trick, Jen curled up with his pillow, falling back into sleep.
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Arriving at work, Mac looked for Don.
"Danny have you seen Don this morning?"
"Not yet Mac."
Walking into his office, he sat down and thought about the case.
"Hey Mac. Sorry I'm late."
"That's okay. How's Jen feeling?"
"Fat. But beautiful."
"Yeah. I remember those days. Just something about knowing she's carrying your child."
"Yeah. There is that. So what did you need to see me about?"
"I think we need to set extra patrols Halloween night. I have a feeling we may be seeing our suspect running around. The more I thought about, the more I realize that he seems to decorating for Halloween."
"Hmm..makes sense. So you think he'll be on a killing spree."
"I'm not sure. But If I'm right, he most likely has his victims already prepared. Which means Halloween night we could be finding pieces of bodies all over NY."
"Great. What a sight for a kid to see. I'll talk to my guys, and make sure they're in place."
"Thanks don."
Once Don left, Mac called the Chief.
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Meanwhile....
Jen showed up at Stella's.
"Hey Jen. Come on in. How you feeling?"
"Fat."
"Aww...that's the best part. Look at you. You are positively glowing."
"I know. Listen did you feel like going out for lunch today?"
"I would love too. But Claire's sick right now. But we can do lunch here if you want."
"Sure. Sounds good. You have jellybeans, right?"
"I think so. Why?"
"Just wondering."
"Augh, you're craving aren't you?"
"Yeah, I am. So do you?"
Laughing Stella walked to the kitchen with Jen, where she pulled out a tub of Jellybeans.
"God bless you Stella. Mmmmm."
Watching her wolf them down, Stella laughed.
As he sat in the mall eating his lunch, a child dropped his toy by his feet.
"Well hello. Is this your Frankenstein?"
"Uhuh."
"You like scary stuff?"
"Uhuh. I gotta go, here comes my mommy."
Watching the child run towards his mother, he smiled at her.
"I'm sorry. He's a little hyper."
"Not a problem. He seems like a good kid."
"He is, but also a handful."
"All boys are. My dad told me all the time that I was a little terror."
"Oh...that's funny. I'm Francis by the way. This is my son Greg."
"Hello to you both. Would you like to sit?"
"No. We have to get going, but thanks."
"You're welcome. Tell me, is going out for Trick or treat?"
"Of course. He loves Halloween."
"So do I. It's going to be real nightmare this year. I'm looking so forward to it."
Francis looked at him.
"Yeah. Well...I got to go."
Taking her child by the hand, she left the mall. Following behind, he seen her get into her car. Getting into his own car, he folled them home. After writting down her address, he took off.
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Meanwhile....
Jen, Stella and Claire were eating lunch.
"Auntie Jen? Does your baby move yet?"
"Mhmm..all the time. Would you like to feel him or her kick?"
"Yes please."
Walking over to her Aunties side, she placed her hand on her tummy.
*Kick*.
*Giggle*....That's funny. Mommy? Why do babies kick?"
"Well sweetheart. Sometimes they get uncomfortable in one position, so they need to move around."
"Did I kick you alot mommy?"
"You did. As did Gary."
"But I kicked you more right?"
"Hmm..I don't really know. You both kicked quite a bit. I'd have to say it was a tie."
"Oh!"
"Stel, we're home."
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddy."
"Hey my Claire bear. How are you feeling?"
"Better daddy. Hi Uncle Fack."
"Hi sweetheart. Where's your Auntie?"
"She's in the kitchen eating more Jelly beans."
"She is?"
"Yup. I also felt your baby kick. Auntie let me."
Walking into the kitchen Don seen his lovely wife with a mouthful of Jelly Beans.
"Hi honey. Eating again?"
"Hmm..no. What makes you think that?"
"Open Jen."
"Huh!!"
Putting her head down she swallowed the Jelly beans, then opened her mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh....see, nothing."
Bending down Don kissed her.
"Jen!! What have I told you about eating so much sugar."
"Yeah, yeah. The doctor said my sugar is high, and to avoid sugary stuff. But really, I only ate a couple."
"No you didn't silly Auntie. You ate almost all of them. Remember mommy said that if you didn't stop the baby would bounce right out of you."
Everyone laughed.
"Geez...thanks for that reminder Claire."
"You're welcome Auntie."
"All joking aside, are you having trouble Jen?"
"No. The doctor is just a little concerned with my levels. The last few times my glucose levels were high."
Putting the lid on the Jelly beans, Don picked her up.
"Let's go Jelly girl. I'll make dinner tonight."
"Ewww...come on Don. You always make veggy things. Save me Stella. Wouldn't you like us to stay for dinner?"
"Sure I would. If you like wearing it."
"Hmm...forgot about that. Okay. I'll eat your veggy thingy under one condition."
"No!!! No condition Jen. Now let's go."
Heading out the door, Mac and Stella tried not to laugh.
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After dinner Stella and Mac bathed the kids and got them ready for bed.
"Okay who wants daddy tonight?"
"I do. It's my turn dad. You had Gary last night."
"Then let's go Claire bear."
Picking up his daughter he piggy backed her into her room, and tossed her on the bed.
*Laughing*
"Okay...story, song, or a chat?"
"A story dad. Tell me the one about the Prince who met his Princess."
"Again?? Aren't you tired of that one yet?"
"No daddy. Please."
"Alright, down under the covers."
Snuggling under the covers, her dad started the story.
"Once upon a time there was a Princess named Stellarina. She was a very lonely Princess who longed for a Prince to rescue her from the wicked home she was forced to live in.
"Why was she in a home daddy?"
"Well...her parents died sweetheart. So she had no one to take care of her."
"That's so sad daddy. But in the end she's happy right? Cause she finds her Prince."
"Mhmm.. As the Princess grew, she was finally old enough to be on her own. Deciding to join the Police Acadamy, she left her foster home and concentrated on making a future for herself. For she wanted to be somebody special.
As she grew and passed the Acadamy. She went to work for the CSI's."
"Ohhhh...and this is where she meets her Prince, right daddy?"
"It is. But it wasn't easy at first."
Claire was all wide eyed. She loved the part that was coming.
"When she walked in, she noticed the Prince right away. My but he was handsome, he had dark hair, bluish green eyes, and a wonderful disposition."
Stella was listening at the door. She couldn't help but be amused. For she could remember all the arguements and head butting they did, before they realized they were always in love. She also knew Mac was going to sugar it for Claire.
"Walking into the Prince's office she introduced herself, and all it took was one look into his eyes and she realized he was her one true love."
"Did the Prince feel the same way daddy?"
"He sure did Claire bear."
"Oh hurry daddy. I wanna hear the best part."
"Hi, she said...I'm Stellarina your new CSI. Well the Prince just had to stare in awe. For she was so beautiful with her gorgeous dark curls, and bright green eyes. But it was her smile, and warm heart that drew the Prince in. For he knew as soon as he seen her. She was his forever after. Coming from around the table he took her hand and shook it."
When Mac looked up Claire was sound asleep. Covering her up, he kissed her on the forehead and whispered his love.
"Tell me the rest of the story daddy?"
Mac looked at his wife with heated passion. After all their years of marriage, she was still able to heat everything within him.
"I'll do better then that love. I'll show you."
Stella could feel her heart speed up. She could feel the fever begin, and he hadn't even touched her yet. Sweeping her up in his arms, he carried her to their room. Not wanting to release her, he sat her on his lap and just held her.
"Maaaac...you okay?"
"I am love. It's just everytime I hold you, I feel I can't slow down and take it slow. I want to feed you in passion, slow and sensual, but I can never keep control."
"Oh Mac. That's what I love about you. I don't always want it slow, or sensual. I already know you love me. I don't need candlelight, and roses. I just need your touch. Whether it's fast or slow, Makes no difference. For when we drive each other with our need, all the words, all the passion is said."
Looking into his wife's eyes, she could see the need pouring from his soul. She knew that there would be no gentleness. Wrapping his fingers in her hair, he pulled her towards him, and kissed her with so much passion that she felt it warm all the way to soul.
So wild now, so out of control, as they twisted within the sheets. Gripping them wildly, as her nails dug into his flesh, letting him know that she was feeling each stroke, each caress, each deep kiss.
Lost is what they were. Lost in the aura, lost in the passion, the desire. But most of all lost in their love.
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The following days had been quiet. There had been no sign of the killer who was leaving body parts over NY. Giving the team time to relax.
"Mac, do you still want the patrols left up Halloween?"
"I do. I think it's best. Call it intuition, but I have a feeling he will be joining us on Halloween."
"Okay Mac. I'm going to head out with Sheldon and Danny for lunch. Would you like to come?"
"No. I have plans with Stella and the kids."
"See ya."
As Don, Sheldon, and Danny arrived at the mall. They heard the shots.
"What the hell is that. Get down."
Squating beside the cars, Don called in for back up. While Danny called Mac.
When SWAT, and Mac arrived, they tried to figure out what was going down.
"What's going on Don?"
"I'm not sure Mac. We heard gunfire. Yet no one has come out of the mall. Not one person."
"You think it's a robbery gone bad?"
"Don't know. SWAT is sending in the camera's now."
"Flack...come in. It's James."
"go ahead James."
"It seems we have at least twelve suspects, blocking the exits. We can see at least two people dead, and several wounded. Also one of them are bleeding from the shoulder, has a Tat."
"What does it say?"
"Tanglewood."
No one said anything. They just stared.
"I thought we put all those boys away?"
"So did I Mac. I guess Tony took some of the boys with him when he left. Along with the weapons. "You know what this means, don't you?"
"Yeah. It means that Tony is out for blood. Which means one of us won't be coming back alive."
"Mac, you can't do this. You have family."
"I have no choice Don."
Walking over to SWAT Mac grabbed the mic.
"Tony?? Tony it's Mac, answer me."
"What do you want Taylor?"
"It's not what I want, it's what you want."
'Bout time. You bring me Sonny, and we'll talk."
"Not until you release every hostage in there. All of them, then I'll have them bring Sonny."
"Do I look like an idiot Taylor? I release everyone, I have nothing to bargin with."
"You have my word. Release the hostages, and we will bring Sonny to you."
"I don't know Mac. I think I'll keep two. Two that may interest you. That may stop you from doing something stupid."
Mac was trying to figure out what the hell he meant. Then he seen them. His wife, and his son.
"You like that Taylor. That's right. It's your pretty wife, and son. I'll keep them, and the rest can go. See. Here they come. Now bring me Sonny."
"Release my son first. He's innocent in all this."
"No more deals Taylor. Bring me Sonny, or your son gets popped first."
"Easy Mac. Just stay calm. Danny's gone to get Sonny."
Mac could hear his son crying, God it was breaking his heart. Even though he would be to young to remember, Mac would never forget.
"I want to see my wife and child Tony. I need to make sure they are okay."
Watching as Tony brought them to the Mall door, he could see they were healthy, and safe for now.
"Okay Taylor. Now where is Sonny?"
"He's on his way, Danny's gone to get him."
Waiting patiently, Mac talked with SWAT.
"Look, is there anyway to get my family out of there?"
"We already have men on it Mac. It's just a matter of getting close enough to the doors. Tony has men all over the place."
"What are you saying? The only way to get them out is to swarm the place? Forget it. My wife and son are in there."
"I know that Mac. But do you really think Tony is going to let them live. Once he has Sonny, he'll take your wife and child with him, killing them later."
"I said no. We find another way. That's final."
Walking away, Mac turned to Flack and Sheldon.
"We find our own way in. Understood? If you want to back out, do it now. For I'm going to be playing my way."
Flack looked at Sheldon, as Sheldon looked at Don. Then both to Mac.
"We're with you all the way. What do you need us to do?"
Just as they were about to find there own way in, Danny showed up with Sonny.
"Hah...Taylor. Looks like we meet again, eh??"
"Shut your mouth. If anything happens to my wife and child I'll kill you."
"Good luck Taylor. If I remember right, you are no longer calling the shots."
Taking the mic from the car, Mac called....
"Tony, I have sonny here. Now we are going to make a trade. My wife and child, for Sonny."
"How can I trust you Taylor. I could let them go, and you wouldn't release Sonny."
"We do it together. You meet me half way in the doors, we make the trade one on one, no tricks."
"Fine Taylor. But any funny moves, and your child gets it."
Moving towards the door with Sonny in front of him, he stopped when he seen Tony.
"Bring them forward to me, now."
Pulling Stella by her arm, Mac could see Gary wrapped tightly around her.
"This is it Taylor. They go together, on my count."
Mac knew this was going to be tricky. For as Stella walked by Sonny, chances were he could grab her again, and take her back. So many things Mac knew could go wrong.
"One, two, three."
As they started walking past each other, Sonny did grab her, leaving Mac no choice but to fight for his family.
"Let her go Sonny."
"You've got to be kidding me Taylor. I don't think so. Besides what are you going to do? The place is surrounded by my men. By the time you get in here, we'll all be gone. Except for the few that will die."
Taking a step closer, Sonny tightened his grip around Stella's neck.
"Come now Mac. You're making me hurt her."
Mac knew he was risking everything, he knew damn well this may just kill him. But he had no choice but to save his family. Running forward he knocked Sonny, Stella, and Gary to the ground, as he felt the shot hit him in his back, just before passing out to the sound of gunfire everywhere.
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"Any news yet Stel?"
"Nothing yet Danny. He's still in surgery."
"He's going to be fine Stella. He's strong."
"I know he's strong, but how many more scars, must he suffer through his life. When is it time For Mac Taylor to have an end to it all?"
"I don't know Stel. But this is Mac. Mac's always been this way. His biggest fear was losing you and Gary, just like he lost Claire in 9/11. Only then he couldn't do anything to change it. But here, with you, and the kids. He knew he could do something to save you all."
"Excuse me ?"
"Yes. How's my husband?"
"He's going to be fine. The bullet passed through, missing all vital organs. He should heal quickly."
"Can we see him now?"
"He's very groggy, but sure. For a little while."
"You go ahead Stella. Take the kids. I'll call and let everyone know."
"Thanks Danny."
"Mommy? Is daddy okay?"
"He's fine Claire bear. See, there he is."
"Shhh....he's sleeping mommy."
"I know. Look Gary, there's daddy."
"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaada, daaaaaaaaaada."
Slowly opening his eyes, Mac seen his son stretching his arms forward towards him.
"Dada."
Sitting on the bed, Stella placed Gary carefully in Mac's arms. While Claire climbed up on his other side.
"You okay daddy? I love you."
"I love you too Claire bear. Daddy's fine."
Watching with tears, li'l Gary placed his thumb in his mouth and laid his head on his daddy's chest falling into sleep.
"Is he to heavy for you Mac?"
"No love, he's fine. Please don't cry Stel. Everything's okay. Come here."
Laying down on his opposite side, Mac wrapped her tightly in his arms. sunggled all together on the Hospital bed, Stella whispered...
"Don't ever leave me Mac. Don't ever leave us behind."
"I won't love. I promise."
Stroking her hair, they just layed in slience. Thinking back to the days events, and what could have been.
Later that evening Stella didn't want to leave Mac.
"Listen love, you need to take the kids home. They need their beds."
"I don't want to go Mac. We'll be fine here. Don't worry."
"Hey Taylor. We came to visit. How ya feeling?"
Mac looked at Danny and Don smiling like loons.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothin man. We just thought you could use some company. But I can see you already have some. Haven't you been home yet Stel?"
"No."
"Ohh..well, the kids look hungry. Why don't Don and I take them for something to eat."
"Oh please mommy. Can we go with Uncle Fack and Danny?"
"Sure. Have fun. But no junk food."
"Don't worry Stel. It's all under control."
"Mhmm..I'm sure it is."
Once the kids left, Stella crawled back in beside Mac.
"Sweetheart? Tell me what's bothering you?"
"Nothing Mac. Everything is fine."
"Come on Stel. We've been married to long for you to be keeping things from me."
Taking his fingers, he raised her face to his and seen her tears.
"Aww...come on love. Talk to me."
"I'm sorry Mac. I know I'm strong, and capable of handling situations. But today I felt terrified. The only thought that went through my mind was that one of us would never see the other again. I keep playing it over in my mind. The things that could have went wrong. So many mistakes that could have left us widowed."
"Shh...come on Stella. I know how scared it was for you today. It was just as scary for me. I thought for sure I was going to lose both you and Gary. That's why I made the choice, to save you both. You two were all that mattered. I love you Stella. I love you so much, and our children that nothing else mattered at that moment but you two. I can't change that, and to be honest with you, if I had to do it again, I would without hesitation."
Quietly sobbing, he held her tighter against him. He knew she needed to feel him. She needed to know that he was still alive. He was still there with her inside her heart, her soul.
Rolling her over, Mac brushed his hands across her cheeks. Then wrapping his fingers in her hair, he lowered his head, just a breath away, whispering...
"I could never leave you Stella. I could never give up what we share without a fight, without passion, or love. You are everything. The children are everything. You are all my life, my world, and even though we have situations that scare us both to our souls, we get through it together. We help each other heal, through our love, compassion. Do you understand Stella? Never will we leave each other, even when we are gone. We will always be alive within in each other, within our children."
Not being able to breathe, not being able to catch her breath, Mac lowered his head and kissed her. A deep passionate kiss full of love, tenderness, but most of all forever. Wrapping her arms around him, she fell into his touch, his heat, his kiss. Blocking out the world as they took each soaring, healing the wounds, the pain, the day had caused in their lives.
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A short time later, Danny and Don brought the kids back. Mac tried desperately not to laugh. Poor Danny was covered in what looked like macaroni sauce.
"Don't even say it Mac. Here. Take your little demon."
Passing Gary to Mac, he curled up under his daddy's neck.
"Oh sure. Suck up to daddy Gary. That's right."
"Oh suck it back Danno. It's just a little sauce."
"I take it Gary didn't care for his dinner?"
"Actually he did Stel. He loved the pudding, the french fries, but as soon as Danny tried him with the Mac and Cheese, that was it."
"Aww...thanks you guys. I really appriciate it."
"Sure, anytime. You need a ride home Stel?"
"No. I'll be fine. I have the car."
"Okay. So when do they release you Mac?"
"Tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow morning? I mean it's nine now. Why don't you just have them release you tonight. It's only like eight hours early."
"I think they want to run another set of scans tomorrow before they release me."
"Hmm...let me see what we can do. I think Karen is on tonight. Maybe she can squeeze you in."
"Don. You're married now. You leave those nurses alone."
"Funny Stel. Don't ever lose that sense of humor."
Walking down the hall, Don came back with a wheelchair, and the nurse.
"Come along . We can squeeze you into x-ray."
"Really. Wow. Thank you. That would be great."
"You're welcome. It's the least we can do for one of NY's finest."
Winking at Don, Stella laughed.
"Such a flirt Flack."
"Shh!!! Or I'll have him stay a week."
Not saying another word, Stella wrapped her arms around Don and whispered....
"Thank you."
Just as Mac returned from x-ray, Don recieved the call on his cell.
"Flack."
"Don....huff, huff....where the hell are you?? The damn baby is coming."
"What??? Tell me you're kidding Jen."
"Nooooooooooooooooooo....God damn it Don. Come get me now."
"Okay, okay, calm down, I'll be right there."
"What's going on Don?"
"Jen is in labour. I need to get home. I need to get her."
"Calm down man, I'll drive, let's go. These things take hours. Don't worry."
Stella laughed. Leave it to Danny to say something like that. But she knew better, she had a feeling Jen was going to give birth quickly.
"Where did everyone go love?"
"Danny drove Don home. Jen's in labour."
"You're kidding. Why didn't they call for an Ambulance?"
"Cause Danny told Don that most babies take hours to come."
Mac laughed.
"Oh those poor boys. I think we should wait around. I'd like to see Danny and Don's face when they arrive."
"Uhuh...I bet you would."
When the boys got to the house, Jen was on the couch huffing away.
"Okay love, take my hand, I'll help you to the car."
"Knock off the pet names. How dare you leave me alone to handle this demon you spawned in me."
"Christ Don. Where's Father Merrick when you need him."
"Shut up Danno. Not now."
"Auuuuuuuuuuuugh....oh.....my water just broke."
"Shit. Okay, I'll pick you up."
"Nooooooooooo....don't pick me up you idiot. Don't even touch me, I'll walk myself if it kills me."
Danny was pissing himself with laughter. Jen had turned into a version of Carrie mixed with the Exorcist. Finally getting her to the car, Flack helped her in the back seat.
"Come on Danny, let's go. You drive."
As they began driving, Jen was hit with a hard contraction. Reaching for Don's fingers, she squeezed as he screamed.
"Chriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiist...God damn it Jen, let up."
"Let up. Let up?? You listen to me Mister can't keep it in his pants, It's your child, which means it's your pain. So grin and bare it bucko."
Danny was in tears of laughter. He had never heard such language from any mother who was in labour. But by all that was Holy, Jen had taught him words from the English language he never knew existed.
Pulling into the Hospital ER, they were met by the Karen.
"Oh Danny. Are you okay? You're crying."
Danny really couldn't contain himself, especially when Don opened the back door, and Karen heard Linda Blair herself. God the look on her face was priceless.
"I swear to God Messer. When this is over, I'll hunt you down and torture you."
"Shh...it's okay Jen. Just let it out."
"Auuuuuuuuuuugh....it's coming. I can feel the head."
"Okay Jen. Just breathe. My name is Karen and I'm going to get up to Labour and Delivery."
"Just God damn hurry."
While Jen was wheeled up with Flack in tow, Danny went to hunt down Mac, and give him the details.
When Danny found Mac and Stella they thought he was crying.
"Oh my God. What happened Danny. Is Jen okay?"
"Christ...hell yeah. If you call Carrie and Linda Blair okay. You should hear here ranting. Karen just took her upstairs."
As they neared Maternity they could hear her yelling.
"Get your dirty paws off me you son of a bitch."
"Calm down now Mrs. Flack, it's going to be alright."
"Shut up. Just shut the hell up, and get his spawn out of me."
"Please Jen. Keep your voice down."
"Keep my voice down. Like hell I will. Auuuuuuuuuuuuuugh...oh God I need to push."
", give your wife your hand. It will help her through the contraction."
Don was freaking. He didn't want to give Jen what was left of his fingers.
"...did you hear me?"
Out in the hall Danny was collapsing on the floor in laughter, while Stella felt sorry for them. Walking into the room she took Jens hand and squeezed.
"Listen Jen. I want you to focus. Focus on that picture on the wall."
As Stella got her to focus, she began to calm down.
"I need her to push."
"Don, come here. Take your hand, place it on Jens tummy, just below her rib cage. Okay, now when Jen pushes, you press down."
The doctor had to admire Stella. For she was doing better at her job then she was.
"Okay , now you ready to push?"
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees."
"One, two, three....push...."
Baring down at the same time Flack pushed, the baby slid out.
"Waa, waaa, waaa."
"Oh....oh my...what is it?"
"Aww..congrats you two, it's a girl. A beautiful girl." Cried Stella.
As the nurse placed the baby in Jen's arms, Stella left the room so they could bond."
"Stel...what did they have love?"
"A girl. A beautiful baby girl. Bright blue eyes. So dainty."
"Aww..that's wonderful. How's Flack doing?"
"He's fine now. When I left the room they were bonding."
"Excuse me . I'd like to thank you for your help. It was much appreciated."
"You're welcome. After two of my own I'm kind of a pro."
"I can see that. Beautiful children they are."
"Thanks."
"I take it you must be ?"
"I am. Why?"
Laughing...Jen said to give you a message."
"Oh really. What message?"
"She said when she's able to get up and walk around, you should concider a vacation."
"Haah...yeah. Thanks."
After the nurse left, Stella said...
"Hmm..just what did you do Messer?"
"Nothing. I swear, nothing. I couldn't help but laugh."
"I think you better find a way to make it up to her. Especially if Linda Blair is still lurking around." She laughed.
"You know Stel. I think you're right. I'll go find a nice giant teddy bear. That way if Jen tries to punch me, I'll have protection," he winked.
"Okay Taylor. Let's get you and our troop home. You need rest."
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When they arrived at home, Stella helped Mac into bed.
"Aren't you coming to rest love?"
"I'll be there shortly. I need to make sure the kids are settled. Try and rest."
"I'll rest when you are where you should be. Beside me."
Bending down she kissed her husbands heated lips.
"You're warm Mac. Take your meds for your pain. I'll be back."
Once she had the kids nestled and asleep. She headed back to bed. Walking into the room she found Mac sound asleep on his tummy. Looking at the hole in his back, brought back the memories. Silently crying, she changed and looked out towards the street.
He was watching her, he could see her tears dancing within her eyes. Carefully getting up, he walked over and wrapped her tightly in his arms. Leaning into her neck he whispered....
"Shh..come on love. I hate seeing you cry."
Turning in his arms, she hid her face within his neck, allowing him to stroke her with passion, with care. He knew she needed to feel. Needed to feel that what they had experienced had ended safely.
Gripping her hair, he gently pulled her head up to face him.
"Sweetheart, I can feel your tears as you soak my chest. Each tear that is falling from your eye, burns through my heart. Leaving me in pain. The pain of knowing you are hurting. I understand you were scared Stel. Hell, I was just as scared of losing you and our son. But everything worked out fine love. You need to let go."
What she needed was her husbands touch, his stroke, his caress, his burning soul within hers. And he could see this, as the passion was written all over her face, her body, as it was quivering in his arms.
Releasing her hair, he picked her up and carried her to the bed. Sitting down with his back against the board, he spread his legs and sat her between them. Then slipping her gown from her, he leaned her back against him, while his hands worked their magic. Touching, caressing, stroking her in all the places he knew would drive her into ecstacy.
So much pleasure, so much desire, need and wounds that were begging to be healed. Laying her on her tummy, he climbed upon her, and as they were lost within each others souls, they fed. Fed until the everything that had happened, was buried in the deepest recesses of their mind. Leaving behind only their whispered words of love.
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Back at the Hospital Danny walked in with a giant pink pig. He really tried for a teddy bear. But the Hospital only had piggy's left. Nearing the door, Danny slipped the snout of the pig around the corner, making sure it was safe.
"Oink, oink."
Jen couldn't help but laugh. Danny may be smart ass, but he was a sweetie.
"Come in Messer. You're safe. Come meet your new addition."
Walking in with the pig, he sat it on Jen's bed.
"Aww..look at her. What did you name her?"
"Donna Daniella Flack."
"Beautiful name. May I hold her?"
"Of course. Here you go."
Taking Donna into his arms, he cooed and awwed her. She was so dainty and tiny.
"Great job Jen. Beautiful job."
"Hey!!! I had a hand in this."
"Of course you did Don. But damn she's a beauty."
Smiling at each other, Don leaned down and gave her kiss. A kiss that said thank you for giving them the most precious gift. Their child.
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The following morning, Mac walked downstairs and heard Gary screaming. Opening the kitchen door, he didn't see the oatmeal and slipped.
"Damn it."
"Oh Mac, are you okay? I'm sorry. Here I'll help you. Don't pull your stitches."
Pulling him up, Mac turned and headed back upstairs to change.
"Gary please stop screaming."
"Mommy, why does he have to do that?"
"I don't know Claire. I guess he don't like oatmeal."
"Well I don't like it either, but I eat it."
"I know Claire, why don't you go wait for your bus."
"Okay mommy. I love you."
Bending down she gave her daughter a kiss, as Mac carefully walked back into the kitchen.
"Bye daddy, I love you."
"I love you to Claire bear. Have a good day."
"Did you want coffee Mac?"
"Please love. Gary, stop that screaming."
Sure enough he stopped. Then looking at his daddy with his big bright eyes, he raised his arms.
"Upppy dada."
Reaching over Mac took him into his arms.
"You and I really need to have a talk Gary."
"Mac you should still be in bed. You also shouldn't be lifting him."
"I'm fine love, don't worry."
"Don't worry? Leave it to you to look on the lighter side. Don't think you're going into work today either. Cause you're not."
"Come on Gary, let's go play."
"Mac Taylor. Don't think you can ignore me."
Laughing he left the kitchen.
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Meanwhile...
Jen was nursing Donna when Don walked in.
"Morning Jen. How are you feeling?"
"Good. Are you off to work then?"
"I am. But I thought I'd stop by to see my beautiful wife and daughter."
Watching as Donna continued to feed. Don unwrapped her little fist, and placed his finger in her hand. Smiling as she curled her fingers around his.
"She's so beautiful Jen. I still can't believe we made her."
"Yeah. But we did. Now our little family is complete."
Kissing his wife passionately, he couldn't agree more.
When Don arrived at work he ran into Sheldon.
"Is Mac coming in this morning?"
"I don't know Don. I haven't heard. I do know he's not here."
"Good. That means Stella actually got him to stay still for once."
Looking down the hall, Sheldon laughed.
"Umm..try again."
Turning around Don seen him coming towards them.
"You should be at home Mac. What are you doing here?"
"I have cases that need to be signed off. Then I'll go home and rest."
They were so use to Mac's stubborness. Don also had an idea that Stella didn't know he had left the house.
"Hmm..I wonder. Does Stella know you're here?"
"Of course she does. Now stop worrying."
Walking into his office he shut the door.
"Ten bucks say that Stella doesn't know?"
"You're on Sheldon. Now who's going to call her?"
As they stared each other down, Mac opened his office door and said...
"I wouldn't bet on me if I were you. For you will both lose."
Sheldon laughed. "You call."
Picking up his cell. Don called Stella.
"Well...come on Don. Anything?"
"She's not home, it's the machine."
"So that's what Mac meant by we'd both lose. Sneaky. Explains how he got out of the house."
Laughing they walked towards his office, and as they looked in they seen him point his finger and laugh. Opening the door Don yelled in....
"We'll see you later Mac. We're going to hunt down Stella."
Sheldon howled. Mac's face dropped.
"Hey...hold on Don. Come here. I need your help with this case file."
"Forget it Mac. I'll see you later."
Walking away they were still laughing.
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Meanwhile....
He was so excited. He had almost all the bodies he needed. The only one missing was a small child. Walking along the 42nd street, he seen the dark curly haired mother, and the most beautiful child with sharp dark features. Walking up to her he said....
"Hello. Could you tell me where I could find the nearest Pharmacy?"
"Sure. Just two blocks down to your left."
"Thanks. What a sweet boy you have."
"Thank you. Good luck."
Watching her walk away with her child, he began to follow. As she rounded the corner, she could feel someone following. Her keen insincts told her so. Turning she seen no one except for a few people walking the opposite way.
Continuing to walk, she used her cell and called her husband.
"Taylor."
"Mac?? What are you doing at work?"
"Oh..umm..just closing a few case files. Then I'll be right back home."
"Never mind that. I think Gary and I are being followed."
"Are you sure love. Where are you?"
"We just round the corner of 42nd. We're fine. But I think it might be a good idea to send an Officer."
"Stay where you are Stel. I'll be right there."
Hanging up the phone he seen Sheldon standing in the hall.
"Sheldon, where's Don?"
"He had to go on a call out. Why? What's up Mac?"
"Stella just called. She thinks she's being followed."
"What?? Then let's go."
While Stella waited, she crossed the street and stood in front of the Cafe. Looking back across the street, she seen him. Taking out her phone, she clicked a few pictures. She knew they were blurry. But she also knew Adam may be able to clear them up.
As he watched her, he seen her take his picture. Taking off in the opposite direction. He realized he was going to have to be more careful till Halloween night.
"Stel?? You okay?"
"Hey Mac. Hi Sheldon. Yeah, were fine."
"Where's the suspect?"
"He took off Mac. I think he realized I took his picture."
"Let's see your phone love."
As Mac looked at the pictures, he really couldn't see anything but the outline of a body.
"Let's get these back to Adam. He should be able to clean them up."
Getting into the car, he was watching.
*Thinking* "Christ..a cop. You idiot. Leave it to you."
Shaking his head in shame, he took off home.
After dropping Sheldon back at the lab, Mac took his wife and child home. Pulling into their driveway he noticed Gary was sound asleep.
"I'll grab him love. You unlock the door."
Carefully lifting his son into his arms, he curled himself right under his daddy's neck. Laying him carefully in his crib, he covered him and headed back downstairs.
"Stel, can you remember anything about the guy approched you?"
"Yeah, but I don't think he was the one following me. He asked for directions to the Pharmacy. He walked in the opposite direction."
"Are you sure love?"
"I think so. It was a couple blocks later I noticed Gary and I were being followed."
"Give me this guys description anyway love. Please."
"Sure. He was five foot nine, approximately 180 to 200 pounds. Dark brown hair, green eyes, no scars or tattoos. His face was narrow, with deep cheek bones. His nose was kind of pointed. Kind of talked with a deep scratchy tone. Like he had something stuck in his throat. Blue Jeans, white t shirt, Nike runners, black with dark purple trim. Oh and a earring in his left ear. A tiny diamond."
"Okay love, I'm going to get back to the lab, I'll see you tonight."
"You're leaving me already? I thought we could do lunch."
Mac could tell she was in a playful mood. For it was showing in the spots he loved most.
"Stel. I'd really like to see if Adam got anything on those pictures, plus I'd like to run your description through our Data Base."
"You should be resting Mac. How about you get into bed and I'll bring you some nice Stella ala platter."
Mac smirked. "No!!!"
He loved his wife's playful side. But she always seemed to pick the wrong times to tease him. Kissing her smartly on the mouth, he took off out the door.
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Back at the Lab...
"Hey Sheldon."
"Yeah? What is it Adam?"
"I can't get anything on Stella's phone except for shadows. I've tried everything, but nothing showed. He was hiding very well. Is it possible he knew she was taking them?"
"She mentioned he may have seen her."
"Adam!!! You get anything?"
"No. Sorry Mac. As I was telling Sheldon he may have known she was taking his photograph. He definitely stayed in the shadows. But if you look carefully, he was holding onto the side of the building. It may be possible he left some trace or a print."
"Okay. Sheldon grab Danny and head back out there. See if you can find anything. Adam, take this description Stella gave me, and build me a face."
"Sure Mac. I'll get right that."
"Thanks. I'm going to check over those reports again. If you need me I'll be in my office."
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Meanwhile.....
He was sure he hid himself well enough. But even so, he decided to buy a bottle of blonde hair dye and a set of blue contacts. He just knew he had to do all he could to stay focused till Halloween. Putting in the hair color, he knew it was going to come out redish orange. But that was okay. As long as the dark chestnut color was gone.
Placing the blue contacts in his eyes, he looked at himself.
"Wow. Not bad. The color of the hair really brings out my eyes."
Grabbing his coat, he headed out to grab a bite.