Danvale Case

by lovlyangl

This story is the very first I'd done in 2007. It's been posted on TalkCSI. I thought it would be nice to fix it and post it here. It's SMacked based. There is a second Danvale Case I've started. Rated M/very long chapters.

9. Chapter 9

When Don arrived back at the Hospital Jen was dressed and ready to go.

"I take it you are ready to go home?"

"I am Don. Grab Donna and let's go. I miss being with you."

Leaning down, he softly kissed her sweet lips.

"I miss you too Jen. Everytime we're not together."

Picking up his daughter, he kissed her rosebud lips as she curled up her little nose. Placing her in the carseat, he then helped Jen into the car, and they headed home.

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Meanwhile....

Mac walked into slience. Which was kind of unusual for him this time of the evening. Looking about his home, he couldn't find Stella or his children anywhere. Then he seen the note.

"Mac...Gone to Parent Teacher Interviews. Won't be long, dinner is in the oven. Love Stel."

Remembering the events of the day, he decided to walk over to Claire's school and meet them. Entering the front doors, he could hear Gary yelling. Trying not to laugh, Mac couldn't help it. He just couldn't figure out why Gary had such a temper.

According to the doctor, it was normal. He was going through stages. Even with all the tests, everything came back normal. He was just your healthy average two and a half year old terror. But to Mac and Stella he was highly testing their patients as parents. Walking over he leaned in and kissed the nape of her neck.

"Hi sweetheart. Why don't you give me Gary, I'll take him outside."

Passing Gary over, Mac walked outside with Claire in tow.

"Daddy..mommy said you wouldn't be coming. She said you have a big case."

"I know Claire bear. But I had some extra time so I thought I'd come. Maybe when we're done here, we can go for ice cream."

"Really daddy??"

"Mhmm..so how was school today?"

"It was good. But Tommy Peters kept throwing eraser bits at me."

"He did. Why?"

"I don't know daddy. He's always throwing things at me, or pulling my hair, or sometimes even poking me."

Mac smirked. It was obvious to him that Tommy had a crush on his daughter.

"Hmm..I don't know Claire. Boys sometimes do silly things."

"Did you do that when you were a boy daddy?"

"I did. Especially when I liked someone."

"Ewww...are you telling me Tommy likes me??"

"Could be Claire bear. Does he annoy anyone else?"

"No. Just me daddy. Even at lunchtime he bothers me. Eww..please tell me that's not true daddy. Boys are yucky."

"But I'm a boy."

"That's different. You're my daddy. So it's okay to love you."

Smirking widely he hugged his Claire bear.

"Alright, all done here. You guys ready to go?"

"We are. I thought we'd take the kids for ice cream."

"Sure. But did you eat your dinner Mac?" She laughed.

"Umm..of course. Now let's go get that ice cream."

"Why don't I believe you Taylor?"

"I don't know . Why don't you?"

"Uhuh...let's go Mac."

Taking his wife by the hand, they walked across to the ice cream store. After they ordered, they sat down inside.

"Mac???"

"What is it love?"

"That looks like the guy from this morning. But I could be wrong. His eyes and hair is different. But his nose, and that earring. I think that's the guy that asked about the Pharmacy."

Turning around Mac seen him outside the door. Getting up he tried to catch him. Heading outside, he looked down the street for him, but he had disappeared.

"Mommy?? What's daddy doing?"

"He's looking for someone sweetheart. Finish your ice cream."

"Who's he looking for mommy?"

"Just a man he needs to talk too."

"Oh..okay mommy."

Looking over at Gary, Stella seen the ice cream all over his face.

"Look at you Gary bear. You're covered in chocolate."

Lifting his spoon he put it towards his mommy's mouth.

"No thank you Gary bear. You eat it."

Stretching forward, he tried to put it into her mouth. Having no success, he got frusterated and threw it at her."

"Ewww...that's bad Gary."

Looking at his sister he screamed. Blocking her ears, Claire tried to shut him out. Walking back in Mac could hear his son screaming. Not wanting to cause anymore of a scene, he picked up his son and carried him outside.

"Stop this Gary. No more screaming."

Caressing his sons back, he continued yawning between screams, as he tucked his chocolately face under his daddy's neck and calmed down.

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When they arrived at home, Mac took Gary upstairs, changed him into his pj's, washed his face and hands, then carried him to his bed. Tucking him in he fell right back into sleep.

Heading back downstairs he heard Claire talking to mommy.

"Mommy, daddy says that when boys tease you it's because they like you. Is that right mommy?"

"Mhmm..most times, why?"

"Cause there's this boy at school who bothers me all the time. Did daddy bother you mommy?"

Mac smiled. Claire was being to cute for her own good.

"Umm..sort of. With grown ups it's a little different."

"How about when you were a girl mommy? Did any boys bug you?"

"A few. But I use to beat them up. Eventually they all left me alone."

"Cause you scared them?"

"I guess I did."

"Did you scare daddy?"

Trying not to laugh Mac walked into the room.

"She sure did Claire bear. Mommy was always chasing me down the hall at work. Or she would sit on my office desk and have me stare at her to get my attention. You know what else mommy did?"

"What daddy?"

"She dressed in these sexy dresses, just to get my attention."

"Oh..I bet you she was pretty. Wasn't she daddy?"

"She was Claire bear. Very beautiful."

"Is that why you married her?"

"No."

"Then why did you?"

"I married her because she was my best friend. She saved me from falling apart. She saved me from a life of loneliness. She taught me how to live again. That's why I fell in love with her. She was everything I came to realize I needed to live."

"Are we what you need to live daddy? Gary and me?"

"You know what Claire bear? Yeah, you and your brother are what your mother and I both need to live. You are both made from our most passionate love. You were made from a thousand Angels who came down and blessed our world with you and your brother."

"Oh daddy. That's beautiful. Look at mommy. She's crying. Don't cry mommy. Daddy loves you, so do Gary and I."

Climbing up on her mommy, she cuddled her close.

"It's okay mommy. Don't cry no more. We love you."

While Stella snuggled her daughter closer, Mac softly wiped his wife's tears.

As short time later, they both layed Claire down and covered her up.

"Good night Claire bear. Angels watch over you."

"You to mommy and daddy. Love yous."

"We love you too sweetheart."

Walking down the hall into their room, Mac wrapped his wife up in his arms.

"Maaaaaaaaaac...."

"Yes my love?"

"What are you up too....? She said breathlessly.

"I'm up to showing my wife the Angels again. I'm up to taking my wife above the clouds, so we can hear the Angels sing again. Then when my wife is begging for release, I shall love her all over again, until she's as lost as I am in our love."

Laying her upon their bed, he did love her above the clouds. He did have her hear the Angels sing again. And when she was as lost as he, she whispered her confession of love to the Angels, to the clouds, but most of all to his heart.

Wrapping her tighter within him, still tangled within the sheets they fell into sleep.

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He had found one. It had taken patients and skill, but he caught one. Running with the child under the subway, he escaped without being seen.

"Troy?? Troy?? Where are you Troy? Oh my God, where's my son."

Security heard the mother yelling.

"What's the problem ma'am?"

"My son is gone. You have to help me. He's gone."

"Calm down ma'am, we'll find him."

Calling it in to the Police, they continued to search for the young boy.

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Meanwhile...

Mac was sitting at the table with Claire.

"Daddy do you have to work today?"

"I do Claire, why?"

"Cause I wanted you to take me to school. I don't like the school bus."

"You don't? Why? I thought you said you liked it."

"I don't no more daddy. Can't you take me? Pleeeeeease."

"I'll tell you what. You tell me why you don't want to take the bus, and I'll drive you."

"Cause Tommy takes the bus daddy. Now will you take me?"

Mac smiled, Stella laughed quietly.

"Sure Claire bear. But you know that Tommy's going to be upset because you're not on the bus."

"That's okay daddy. I don't like him, he's yucky."

"Alright, grab your bag and let's go."

Leaving the table, Claire went in search of her bag.

"Sweetheart, I'll see you tonight. Try and have a fun filled day with Gary."

"Uhuh...I'm sure we will."

Kissing his lovely wife on the lips, he left.

When they arrived at school Mac seen Tommy getting off the bus.

"Is that Tommy Claire?"

"Yes daddy. Now you see why I don't like him."

"Umm..not really. He looks like a nice boy."

"Eww..gross daddy. I love you, bye."

"Bye Claire bear. Remember, be nice."

Smirking Mac drove away.

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Meanwhile...

He was crying. God how he wanted nothing more then to shut him up.

"Listen kid. Shut up. I promise you won't feel a thing."

Standing behind the child he took his life quickly. Then laying him on the table, he began removing the parts he needed for Halloween night. Placing them carefully in the freezer with the rest, he washed everything up and left his home.

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NYPD...

"Morning Mac. What brings you here?"

"I need to pick up a case file. What's wrong with you? You look upset."

"We had a four year old child go missing this morning in the Subway."

"Christ. How's the parents?"

"A mess. She's a single mother who is blaming herself. She said she turned her back to grab her coffee. Then when she turned back around he was gone."

"That's all it takes. No one seen anything?"

"A couple witnesses say they seen a young man running with a child down the Subway tunnel. So I have my guys taking statements, and looking for clues."

"I hope you find him Don."

"Thanks Mac. I do to. I'll see you later."

Parting ways, Mac headed to his office.

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Meanwhile...

As he was walking along the street. Stella noticed him. Eyeing him intently she called Mac.

"Taylor."

"Hi Mac. Listen, I need you to send someone down to that little Cafe on 42nd. I see him again Mac. I swear it's him. Like I said his hair is different, and his eyes. But it's him."

"I believe you Stel. Just stay where you are."

Hanging up the phone, she watched as he sat in the Cafe.

"Stel."

"Danny?? He's across the street. See the guy with the orange hair."

"Are you sure Stel. Mac said the guy you seen had...."

"I know that Danny. But I'm positive it's him."

Walking across the street, Danny entered the Cafe and approached the suspect.

"Excuse me. I'm . I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?"

"What about?"

"Were you talking with this woman yesterday? She may have had a small infant with her."

"Hmm..no I'm sorry. She doesn't look familuar at all."

"Are you absolutely sure?"

"I am. Why? Is she in trouble?"

"I can't tell you that sir. Thank you for your time."

Walking back across the street, Danny watched as he left the Cafe.

"Well??? Was it him?"

"He didn't recognize you Stel. Or Gary. He didn't even flinch when I showed him the picture."

"I'm telling you. That was him."

"I believe you Stel. But I just can't arrest the guy when we have no evidence at all."

"I know Danny. I just know it's him."

"Come on Stel. I'll take you and Gary to the lab."

As they walked away, he rounded back and seen them.

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"That was close. Good thing you played it cool. Only eight more day till Halloween." He whispered to himself.

When they arrived at Mac's office he wasn't there.

"I'll go look for him Stel. You wait here."

As Stella seen the Adam walking down the hall, she stopped him.

"Adam!!!"

"Hey Stella. Hi li'l Gary how are you?"

Gary giggled while he outstretched his arms.

"May I Stella?"

"Of course. Here."

Passing Gary over, he pulled on Adam's little beard and giggled.

"Adam did you have any luck with those pictures at all?"

"I'm sorry Stella. I wish I did. But everything was shadowed. I take it Danny and Sheldon didn't find anything?"

"No. Not so much as a print. I keep seeing this guy. But he's changed his hair color and eyes, but I know it's him. Though when Danny questioned him he swore he didn't me or Gary."

"Hmm...that's tuff. If only we had more to go on. Do you think he wants to hurt you?"

"I don't know. He was more interested in Gary then me."

Adam thought about the four year old that was kidnapped.

"Stella did you know we had a four year old boy abducted this morning at the Subway?"

"No!! Who told you this?"

"Don. He came in this morning with a description of the guy."

"Can I see it?"

Passing Stella the picture she looked at it.

"That's him. That's the guy that followed Gary and I. Only his hair was dark, and his eyes weren't blue."

"I think we should find Mac. He needs to know."

Taking Gary back into her arms, she went to page Mac.

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Taking his lunch break at home. Don walked in and found Jen nursing Donna.

"Hey Jen. How's are little lamb?"

"She's doing great. She's really latching on now."

"Good. God I missed her, and you. I hate being away from you both."

"Why don't you take some time off?"

"I couldn't right now. Not even if I wanted to. We are still searching for that missing child. We also have that suspect who's dropping body parts over NY."

"But I thought things had cooled down with him. Have you found new body parts?"

"No. Mac seems to think he's going to show himself again on Halloween. So we've upped patrols that night. Which means I'll be working late."

"Not again. I thought we could spend Halloween at my parents place. They've been waiting to see the baby."

"I'll tell you what. How about I drop you off there on Halloween, and pick you up when I'm done my shift."

"Yeah. I guess that would work."

"Come on Jen. Don't be upset. If we catch this guy before Halloween I'll be able to come with you."

Seeing that Donna was finished nursing. Don picked her up and held her against him. Inhaling her beautiful baby fresh scent, he hummed to her.

"My God Don. I haven't heard that song for years."

"I know. I've always loved it. Nothing like Oh Donna. Plus it suits our lamb to a tee."

Continuing to hum, Donna curled her little fist, and rested her head on her daddy's beating heart. Finishing the song, he laid her in the cradle, while Jen walked over and sat down beside him.

"I still can't believe it Jen. We made a baby. A beautful baby girl."

Looking up into his eyes, she could see the mist within them. Leaning in, she passionately kissed him. Not feeling satisfied, she pushed him down on the bed, and grinded herself against him while continuing to assault his senses.

"Jeeeeeeeeeeeen....you're killin me here. We need to....."

That did it. As soon as she made her touch known where he needed it, he couldn't breathe. Couldn't form a coharent thought. God her touch was like Heaven.

"My turn."

Nipping his teeth across her skin, he watched her shiver, as she was lost within the sheets. Gripping, tugging, tossing herself as he passionately loved her. Crushing his lips upon hers, leaving them both swirling in an aura of colors.

"Pleeeeeeeease Don."

Knowing she was on the edge. Knowing her passion matched his, he merged their souls, leaving them both wrapped in each others love.

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When Mac recieved the page he headed back to his office.

"What's the matter Stel?"

"You know that suspect that abducted that young boy?"

"Yeah. What about him love?"

"It's the same guy I seen. I'm telling you Mac. You put him in chestnut color hair, and green eyes, you'll see it's him."

Walking with Adam they headed down. Running the picture through, Adam adjusted the coloring of the eyes, and hair.

"Look at that Mac. It's him. It seems your suspect, and my follower are one in the same. Question now is, what was he after?"

"Listen Mac. If this is the same suspect. That means he was after your son."

"Yeah but why? What possible need could he have for him?"

"Maybe it's had for him. Did you ever think that because he couldn't get your son, he went after that other child."

Mac looked to Adam. Leaving him wondering if maybe Adam was right.

"If you're right, and I have a feeling you are. What is the motive behind all this to begin with."

Shrugging his shoulders, that was one thing Adam didn't know.

"Oh look at the time. I need to pick up Claire."

"Hold on Stel. I'll drive you. Adam have Danny call me with that information when he gets back."

"I will Mac. No problem. By Stel. Take care."

"You too Adam. See you soon."

Stopping at the school Mac seen Tommy trying to pull on Claire's ponytail.

"Look Stel. Isn't that cute? Tommy's trying to get her attention."

"Mhmm..he's going to get something alright. See your daughters face. See that look in her eyes. Tell me? When have you seen that look before. Who does she remind you of?"

"She wouldn't dare. Would she?"

"I wouldn't put it past her Mac. She doesn't like this boy. Add that to your temper, and...."

Just before Stella could finish they seen Claire haul off and push him.

"Claire Marie Taylor?"

Turning she seen her mom walking towards her, while Mac was trying desperately not to laugh.

"Claire apologize to Tommy."

"But mom. He pulled my hair. He's always pulling my hair."

"I said apologize young lady."

"Sorry Tommy. Now let's go mom."

Pulling her mom by the hand they headed back to the car. As Stella opened the door, she whispered angerly...

"Wipe that smirk off your face Mac."

"Hi daddy. How was your day?"

"Hi my Claire bear. It was good. How was yours?"

"Bad daddy. Really bad."

Mac was laughing inside. His little Claire was acting so mature like.

"Would you like to talk about your day?"

"I'd really rather not daddy. Just take me home please."

Pulling out of the school driveway, Tommy stuck his tongue out at Claire.

When they arrived at home Claire stomped up the stairs.

"I'll check on her, you take Gary. Give him a snack."

"Aww...come on Stel. I don't want to give him a snack. I'll be wearing it."

"Stop complaining Mac. Honestly I swear you are worse then the kids."

Walking into the kitchen Mac sat Gary in his highchair. Grabbing the cookie jar he took out two cookies and poured a cup of milk. Placing it on Gary's little table, he said...

"No throwing your cookies Gary. You eat them nice."

Looking at his daddy innocently, he reached for a cookie and stretched it out to his daddy.

"Ite daddy?"

"No thank you Gary. You eat it."

With Gary quietly eating his snack. Mac started the hamburg for the sloppy joes. He knew this was going to be a messy one. Which is why he couldn't understand why Stella insisted on things Gary could make a mess with.

Frying up the burger, Mac set it aside and placed the buns on low for toasting. Then mixing he sauce into the burger, he placed it all in the skillet on low.

"Remind me to change my shirt before we eat Gary. I wouldn' want you to toss anything on my suit."

Gary giggled. He thought his daddy was funny.

"Uppy daddy?"

Walking over Mac picked his son up in his arms.

"Let's go get you changed. Do you have to go potty?"

"No daddy. No potty, pleeeese."

Carrying his son upstairs to his room, he changed him and headed back down the stairs.

"Mac!!!!"

"What is it love?"

"She won't talk. She said she has nothing to talk about."

"She's most likely still upset with you for making her say sorry to Tommy. Why don't I talk to her."

"I guess. But don't force her to talk if she don't want to."

"I know that Stel. Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Knocking on her door, he got no response.

"Claire. May I come in?"

"Why daddy? I don't want to talk."

"Come on sweetheart. You'll feel better if you talk about your day. I promise not to ask you any questions. You can do all the talking. I'll just listen."

Hearing the click of the lock, the door slowly opened. Walking in, he found Claire sitting on the floor doing a huge puzzle.

"Hey Claire bear. May I help?"

"Sure daddy."

Sitting down on the floor beside her, he picked up a puzzle piece.

"So...how was your day at school? If I remember right wasn't today your first day of band?"

"It was daddy. The teacher was very surprised when I played the guitar. She said I had talent. So I told her my dad taught me everything I know."

Mac smiled. If their was anything he passed on to his children. It was a love for music.

"Well that sounds like a good start to the day. What happened after music?"

"I had math. The teacher made me sit in the hall though."

"She did? What for?"

"Cause Tommy threw pieces of eraser bits at me again. So I turned around and told him to piss off. Then the teacher sat me in the hall with a warning."

"Claire. Where did you hear that word?"

"The older kids daddy. They say it all the time. I didn't know it was bad till told me."

"Didn't you explain to her that Tommy was throwing things at you?"

"She didn't give me a chance daddy. She sent me right out to the hall. She said she didn't want to hear anything from me. That I was to sit quietly in the hall till lunch."

"Are you telling me she wouldn't you explain why?"

"Yes daddy. That's why I'm so mad. Tommy's been pushing me all day. I hate him daddy. I really wish he would stop bugging me."

Mac was a little concerned himself. He couldn't figure why the teacher wouldn't listen to both sides.

"I'll tell you what Claire. In the morning mommy and I will come to school with you and talk to your teacher."

"Honest daddy?"

"Mhmm..I promise. Do you know why?"

"Why daddy?"

"Well...I would like to know why she wouldn't listen to your complaint. I think it's very important we find out why. Don't you?"

Getting up she hugged her daddy tight.

"Thank you daddy. Thank you for believing me."

"Aww...always Claire bear. Always daddy will listen and believe you with anything you have to say. Now how about we go eat before Gary decides to throw our dinner on the floor."

Taking his daughter by the hand. They walked together downstairs.

While they sat down to dinner, Mac helped Gary eat. This had to be the first meal they had gotten through without Gary throwing it. Finishing up, Stella brought out the dessert.

"Mommy did you know that Gary didn't throw his food?"

"I know Claire. Mommy is very proud of Gary."

Gary gave his mommy a wide grin. One that showed his fathers gorgeous looks. Reaching for his piece of chocolate cake, he picked it up with his hands.

"Gary!! Use your spoon. See. Just like daddy."

Picking up his spoon he scooped up some cake, placing it into his mouth. Or so they thought. Bringing the spoon back down he tossed the cake at his sister.

"Eww...come on Gary. That's not nice. You're rude."

"Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh...." he screamed.

"Okay. That's enough of that. Let's go. Bed."

"No daddy....peeeeeease daddy."

As Mac picked him up he clung to him. cuddling under his neck, softly sobbing. Sitting back down he just held him. allowing him to calm down.

"Claire. Would you like to help with the dishes?"

"Sure mommy. I'll dry."

Placing the dishes in the sink full of bubbles. Mac left the kitchen with Gary. Taking him to the den he sat down with him on the floor. Pulling out the wooden puzzles pieces. They did the puzzle together on the floor. How quiet Gary was now. Leaving Mac wondering why dinners were always so difficult with him.

With the girls done the dishes. Mac and Stella bathed and dressed the kids for bed.

"I'm a big girl mommy. I can bath myself. I'll call you when I'm done."

"Okay sweetheart. Don't forget to brush your teeth."

"I won't mommy."

Closing the door part way, Stella left her daughter to her bath. Walking into Gary's room she found Mac passed out with little Gary in his arms. Leaning against the door, she watched them sleep. How much Gary looked like his daddy. Leaving Stella knowing that one day Gary was going to make some lucky girl very happy. "If he stopped throwing food". Giggling to herself, she checked on Claire.

"All done sweetheart?"

"Yes mommy. Just finishing up my teeth. Can daddy put me to bed tonight?"

"Of course Claire. Mommy will go wake him for you."

"Wake him?? Is he sleeping mommy?"

"He is. With little Gary."

"Oh...never mind then mommy. You can put me to bed."

"You sure? It will only take me a minute to wake daddy."

"No. It's okay mom. You can do it."

Turning out the bathroom light, Claire jumped onto her bed.

"Snuggle in sweetheart. Did you want a story?"

"Not tonight mommy. You and daddy are coming to school with me in the morning, right?"

"Mhmm..we will both be there love."

Kissing her daughter goodnight, she left the room.

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Walking back into Gary's room, Stella grabbed the blanket and covered up Gary and Mac. As she turned to leave he woke.

"Hold up sweetheart. Just let me climb out of bed."

Crawling out, he covered up his son and left the room.

"Look at you Mac. You're half asleep."

"Trust me love. I'm not that tired anymore."

"Mhmm."

Walking into their room Mac reached for her hand. As she turned, he pulled her in close. Inhaling her scented hair, he wrapped his fingers in her hair and pulled it away from her neck.

Bending his head, he traced his tongue along her neck, causing her to grip and grind against him. Such erotic caresses she was feeling. Every inch of her body was on the edge. Not one part of her flesh didn't crave for his touch, his kiss, his love.

Not releasing her he slid his hands down her hips, across her back, her chest, unclipping her buttons one by one, watching as her flesh shivered in ecstacy.

Letting the shirt fall to the ground, he reached for her pants. Tracing his fingertips around her waist, till he unclipped her button, allowing the jeans to follow the same path as her shirt.

Lost in the passion as he was. She slid her hands down his waist band of his track pants, with seduction and fingertips she had him throwing his head back as he hissed out her name....

"Steeeeeeeeeeel."

So lost in each other as he lifted her in his arms to the bed. Not wanting to release her, he sat her upon his lap, as their flesh touched, and danced in fevered passion.

Lowering their mouths, they roughly kissed in their pleasure they were giving to each other. Needing to feel all of him, she took the lead. Dancing their bodies into the throws of endless ecstacy.

For all the years they were married, never had their love cooled or died. It forever grew in nights and days of endless passion. Linking their hands together, she continued to dance until they were both on the edge of their release.

Gripping each other tighter, she bit into his shoulder, as he bit into hers, then as their souls joined. As they released in their love, they both collapsed.

A short time later, Mac rolled with her onto the bed. Pulling back the covers he covered them.

"I love you Mac."

Pulling her closer, he leaned into her ear and whispered...

"Not as much as I love you my lady."

The following morning Mac dressed Gary while Stella started breakfast.

"Daddy!!"

"Yes Claire bear?"

"I'm scared."

"Scared of what love?"

"Scared that my teacher won't like me no more after today. What if she gets mad cause I told on her?"

"Aww..come here Claire."

Sitting on her daddy's lap he just held her.

"I want you to listen to me carefully. Your teacher is not going to be upset with you. I promise you that. The most daddy and mommy want to do is make sure this problem is straightened out. Your teacher needs to know what really happened yesterday."

"But she won't listen daddy. She just don't like me."

"How could she not like my Claire bear. How about you let me and mommy judge for ourselves. How's that?"

"Okay daddy. But what if you don't like her?"

"Then we will see about having your classroom changed. That way you are away from Tommy."

"Thanks daddy. Thank you so much. I love you."

Wrapping his daughter tighter he hugged her close.

"I love you too my Claie bear."

"Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww.... Gary!!!!!"

"Giggles".

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Arriving at the school, they took Claire into her classroom.

"Excuse me Mrs. Kelsy?"

"Yes?"

"I'm Mac Taylor. This is my wife Stella. We were hoping we could talk to you about some concerns we have with our daughter and another student."

"I'm really pressed for time right now. You should have booked a meeting. But what seems to be the problem?"

Stella wasn't impressed. There was something about this teacher that spoke of little compassion or understanding. Mac felt it too.

"It seems our daughter is having a hard time with a boy named Tommy. He seems to keep throwing things at her, and pulling on her hair. We were also informed that she was made to sit in the hall yestrday during class."

"She was. She was put there for saying a word that should be used by someone so young. She also caused a scene with Tommy, she's very disruptive to the other students who are trying to learn."

"I'm sorry?? Disruptive. Now you listen to me. This young boy is constantly bothering her. He throws pieces of eraser bits at her, then pulls on her hair, but you dare to call my daughter disruptive?"

"Hmm..I can see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I can see where she gets her temper."

Stella was getting pissed.

"Do you know what . I think we'll go see the Principal instead. Let's go Stel."

"You do that. You best have someone take your daughter in hand, before it becomes a real problem."

That did it. Passing Gary to Mac, Stella walked up to her and said...

"If I weren't a Detective. If I didn't have control. I'd haul off and...and.... You are rude, disrespectful, and biased. Let's go Claire before I change my mind."

Arriving at the Office Mac and Stella waited to be seen.

"I'm telling you Mac, I've never lost my temper like that. But that woman...damn, she makes me...."

"It's okay mommy. Please don't be angry. I'm sorry to cause so much trouble."

"You listen to me sweetheart. You are not causing us any trouble. Don't ever think that. You are a good and wonderful girl. Don't let one teachers opinion change that. Understand?"

"Yes mommy."

Waiting to be seen Tommy walked in. Heading over to the counter he gave Claire a little kick.

"Owww.."

"Excuse me. Why did you just kick her?"

"Is there a problem here?"

"Yes. This young man just kicked our daughter. From what we understand this has been happening alot."

"You must be the Taylor's. I was informed by my Secretary that you were having a problem with one of the teachers. Please come in."

"What about this young man. Are you not going to repremand him for what he did? I do believe you have a no touch policy in effect?"

"We do. this situation will be handle. But for right now I'd like to hear about your concerns with ."

Walking into the Office Mac was wondering just what kind of school they had sent their daughter too.

Walking into the office they sat down.

"Now. If one of you could tell me what this is all about."

"Of course. But before we do that. I would just like to let you know to drop that patronizing voice. We are not one of your children. We are adults. Now shall we start again?"

Looking at Mac with distain, she smiled.

"Please tell me what I can help you with?"

"That's better. We have concerns for our daughter. It seems a certain child named Tommy has been giving her a hard time. He seems to find enjoyment by pulling on her hair and spitting eraser bits at her. So we took our concern to . She was very rude in her response. She also refused to listen to anything we had to say."

"Mr Taylor. I understand children come home with all kinds of stories. But I have a hard time believing she wouldn't listen to your child."

"I don't care what you believe. Our daughter was told to sit in the hall yesterday during the math lesson because Tommy threw eraser pieces at her, causing her to tell him to piss off."

"Well that explains why the teacher sat her in the hall, doesn't it."

"No. If had of allowed our daughter to tell her what he was doing, she would have had the full story. This isn't the first time we've had problems with this child. He's a constant bother to our daughters education. He's very disruptive, which is stopping her from concentrating on her work."

"Did you explain this to ?"

"We did. Would you like to know what she said?"

"Of course."

"Fine. When we informed her she called our daughter disruptive to the other students. Now our daughter has never had a problem with any other student, or her other teachers. Therefore your teacher was out of line. Now we want this situation with Tommy handled."

"I don't know how much we can do . Tommy has always been a trouble student. We've tried several times to stop his behavour with no success."

"Then why is he still here? You should have him in a special class."

". Our special classes are full. Which is why we had to asign certain students to normal classrooms. If you like I can change your daughters class."

"That's not curing the problem, that's just applying a bandage to it. She still has to face this boy at recess time."

"I understand that. I can have the other teachers pay extra attention at lunch, and during recess."

"We can try that. But if our daughter comes home with another complaint against this child we will take this matter to the Board. We'd also like a written apology from for her tone she gave to my wife, and myself."

"It will be done . Now. If you will excuse me I'll deal with Tommy."

Getting up they exited the office.

"Mrs Slate. Could you please take Claire Talyor to room 417. Inform that she's his newest student."

"Of course. Come along sweetheart. Let's get you settled."

Giving her mom and dad a kiss, she headed up to her new class.

During lunch Claire was sitting with her friends. Opening her fruit cup, Tommy walked over and pushed it over onto her clothes.

"Tommy!!!"

"You have a big mouth Claire. I told my brother, he's twelve and he's gonna get you."

Ignoring Tommy's words Claire headed to the washroom to clean up. As she ran the water she heard the door open. Turning around she seen a boy standing there with a knife in his hand.

"You must be Claire. My brother told me about you. He says your dad and mom are pigs. But my brother didn't tell me how pretty you were. I don't know whether to stab you or touch you."

Claire was scared. She was to terrified to scream. She knew she would not getting out of the washroom. Trying not to cry she stood there waiting to see what he would do.

Running up he jabbed her in the chest with the knife. Taking off out of the washroom, he banged into the Principal.

"What are you doing in the girls washroom Kennith? Is that blood on your hands? What have you done?"

"Nothing."

"Oh no. Let's go."

Opening the door, dragging Kennith in with her she seen Claire gasping for air.

"Oh my God. What have you done Kennith. Go get someone, now!!!"

Running out of the washroom he knew he was going to be in trouble. Leaving out the doors of the school he took off.

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Mac was sitting in his office thinking back to the events of that morning. He couldn't let it rest. There was something not right with that school or those damn teachers.

Taking him from his train of thoughts the phone rang.

"Detective Taylor."

"Detective Taylor. We need to inform you that Claire has been rushed to the Hospital."

Silence could be heard.

"I'm sorry?"

"It seems one of our students stabbed her in the chest with a knife."

Hanging up the phone Mac took off out of his office. Finding Stella in the lab with Adam, he grabbed her hand and took off with her.

"Mac!!! Slow down Mac. What's going on?"

"Our daughters being rushed to the Hospital. She was stabbed with a knife."

"Oh my God. By who? By who Mac?"

"I don't know love. I didn't wait to find out. I've already sent Don over to the school to take statements."

Arriving at the Hospital Mac ran up to the desk.

"We are looking for our daughter. She was rushed in. Claire Taylor."

"You must be Detective Taylor. She's in surgery right now. The doctor will be out shortly to talk to you."

Stella clung to Mac. She was terrified. Their poor baby girl.

"Shh..come on love. Stay strong. It will be okay. She's strong."

"Mac!!! I've brought Gary for you."

"Thanks Danny."

Taking his son in his arms, he held him tight against them.

"Any news on who did this?"

"Yeah Mac. According to the Principal it was a young boy named Kennith OTello. He has a brother named Tommy. We talked to the girls who were sitting with Claire at lunch. They informed us that Tommy walked over and knocked over her fruit cup. He also threatened her that his older brother was going to get her for getting him in trouble. Flack has his men searching for him now. I mean how far can a twelve year old get on foot."

"That's not the point Danny. These children are trouble. This could have been prevented if handled properly. Now our daughter has to fight for her life all because the school decided the special classes were to full. Leaving them to put troubled students in with non troubled students."

Nodding that he understood Danny waited with the Taylor's for news on Claire.

As they waited Danny asked Mac....

"Mac, how long has this boy been a problem for Claire?"

"For the last few months. I honestly just thought it was a cute little crush. We had no idea the boy had mental problems till the teacher mentioned it today."

"Aww..you can't blame yourself Mac. You didn't know."

"I know that Danny. But I should have protected my little girl better. I should have done more this morning. I should have brought her home, or brought her to work till we dug deeper into this boys past."

Stella was pacing the floor with Gary. She couldn't sit still.

"Stella please stop pacing the floor. Come and sit."

"Come and sit? How can I sit. Did I not tell you last night Mac when we picked Claire up at school that that boy was trouble. But no. You laughed about it, thought it was so cute."

"I'm sorry love. I didn't know. I honestly thought it was all innocent."

Mac knew she was emotionally upset. He knew she wasn't thinking straight. But he also knew not to touch her. Not when she was this angry.

"Excuse me Detective Taylor?"

"Yes"....they said in unision.

"Your Daughter has been taken to ICU. She has a punctured left lung. I can honestly tell you a little more to the left and she wouldn't have survived."

"Is she awake?"

"No. We have her heavly sedated. I also need to let you know that she is on Life support. This is just an extra precaution so her lung can heal without added stress. Hopefully in a few days we will be able to remove the support from her."

"And if you can't? Then what?"

"How about we cross that bridge when we come to it. Your daughter has been through some major surgery. With time and care she should make a full recovery. The most important thing right now is that she knows you are here with her."

"Can we see her now?"

"Of course. I'll have the nurse come take you down."

"Thank you."

"Here Mac. I'll take Gary while you two go see Claire."

"Thanks Danny."

Watching Mac and Stella walk down the hall broke his heart. He could see not only the pain, but the guilt they were both feeling for what had happened.

As they neared the glass, they could see the machine breathing life into their daughter.

"I don't know if I can do this Mac. Look at her. She looks so tiny."

"I know love. We need to be strong. She's going to need us."

"Hello. You must be the Taylor's. I'm your daughters personal nurse. You may call me Fay. Do you have any questions before you see your daughter?"

She could see the pain in Stella's eyes. From one parent to another she knew exactly how the Taylor's were feeling. Nodding their head no. The nurse took them in.

Nearing the bed Stella gripped Mac's hand tightly as they welded up with tears. Taking his hand, Mac placed it in his daughters while caressing her fingers.

"Hi Claire bear. It's daddy. I'm right here beside you sweetheart. Can you hear daddy Claire. I'm right here with you."

Mac was hoping for some kind of response, even a little squeeze. But he got nothing. Trying to stay positive, he bent over the bed and kissed his daughters head.

"I love you Claire bear. You keep fighting to come home to us okay sweetheart. Daddy and mommy will be here when you wake up. We promise Claire. You just rest. Just rest love."

Switching places with his wife, she softly caressed her daughters hair.

"Hi Claire bear. It's mommy. I'm right here with you love. I know you can feel me Claire bear. You keep fighting to come home love. We will be here when you are ready to wake up. We promise Claire."

Wrapping his arms around his wife, they watched their daughter sleep. Praying that in the next few days she would find her way back to them.

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Meanwhile...

Don was at the address of Kennith and Tommy's. Knocking on the door he got no response. Leaning over the window he seen someone laying on a couch. Banging harder on the window he still got no response.

"On my count. One, two, three...."

*Crash*...busting in the door, Don ran into the living room and found the guy passed out on the couch. He reeked of alcohol. Shaking the guy he tried to wake him.

"Hey...hey wake up. Get up now."

"Mmmmm...how many times have I told you fucking kids to leave me alone."

Raising his fist he tried to haul off and hit Flack. Backing up he missed.

"Take him. He can sober up at the station."

Picking him up the Officers dragged him to the car. As they neared the door Don seen the boy sticking his head out of his room.

"Hey!!! Come here."

Slamming the bedroom door on Don's face he tried to get out of the window.

"Oh no you don't."

Pulling him back in he asked....

"What's your name?"

"Tommy. I ain't done nothing. Let me go you pig."

"Where's your brother?"

"I ain't tellin you nothing. Now let me go."

"You're coming with us. You're a minor. Your father is in jail. Therefore you will be taken to Family Services and they can deal with you."

Taking him from the house, Don heard the noise coming from the basement.

"Wendle!! Take him. I think I know where Kennith is."

Taking the boy to the Squad car, Don and another Officer surrounded the door to the basement.

Opening the basement door, the first thing they smelled was the stench of death.

"Auuugh...Christ Flack. What the hell is that smell?"

"Decomp. Call it in. Then call Mac. We'll need the team."

Rushing outside into the clean air, the Officer took deep breaths.

"Dispatch. This is Myers. We need more Officers on site please. Also a Coroner."

"Ten four Myers, Officers have been dispatched. Informing CSI's now."

"Ten four."

Walking back in he seen Don looking for something to cover his mouth and nose with.

"Here Myers, put this on. Now let's go."

"Augh, come on Don. I don't think I can do this. The stench is turning my gut."

"To bad. Welcome to the messy side of Police work."

Myers could feel his stomach turn. God the stench was horrid. Nearing the bottom of the stairs, Flack seen the boy run by. Chasing him down, he grabbed his shirt and dropped him to the ground.

"Move and I won't hesitate to shoot. What's your name?"

"Kennith. Kennith, owwww let up you fuckin pig that hurts."

Leaning down Don whispered in his ear.

"Not as much as what you did to that six year old girl. So if I was you I wouldn't move."

Pulling him up, Don tossed him to Myers.

"Get him out of my sight now Myers."

Heading over to where the light was Don could feel things squishing under his shoes. Turning on the light, he looked down....

"What the he...... Oh mother of God."

Leaning over the sink Don threw up. He had seen alot of things in his life. But never nothing like this.

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Back at the Hospital Danny was holding a sleeping Gary in his arms as he watched Mac and Stella through the glass. God Claire looked so tiny in that huge bed, covered with all the tubing that was keeping her alive.

Tearing up Danny leaned his face into Gary's little neck. Just rocking and cuddling him.

"Hey Danny. How's Mac and Stella doing?"

"Not good Adam. Look at their little Angel. God she looks so broken, so lost in her sleep."

Adam could see the pain, he could feel the heartache coming from Claire's room.

*Ring,ring.*

"Here Adam, can you take Gary?"

"Sure. No problem."

Passing Gary to Adam, he curled under his neck, and fell back into sleep.

"Messer."

"Danny this is Sandy from dispatch, we need to get in touch with Detective Taylor. Do you know where he is?"

"Is this an emergency Sandy?"

"It is. Don called. They've arrested Kennith, the father, and Tommy. But there's more. Flack found something really terrible at the home. He needs you, Mac and the rest of team now."

"Okay Sandy. I'll let Mac know. Tell Don we'll be there."

Hanging up the phone Danny knocked gently on the window. As Mac turned he motioned him to come with his finger.

"I'm sorry Mac. Sandy called from dispatch. Don's arrested Kennith. But Sandy said he found something in the basement. She wouldn't say what. But it can't be good."

Mac was so emotional right now. He didn't want to leave his daughter. He didn't want to deal with what was going on around him. All he wanted was to stay with his daughter. Sighing deep he walked over to Stella.

"I have to go love. I'm sorry. Don's arrested Kennith. It seems during the search Don found something. They need us all there. But I want you to stay with Claire. Danny, Sheldon and I will be fine."

"Oh Mac. Can't they handle it. Do you have to go?"

"I'm sorry sweetheart. I promise to be back the second we are done."

Leaning down Mac kissed his daughter.

"Daddy be back soon Claire bear. I'll bring your favorite teddy bear, okay?"

Knowing he wasn't going to get a response. He kissed his wife and left.

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Heading over to where the light was Don could feel things squishing under his shoes. Turning on the light, he looked down....

"What the he...... Oh mother of God."

Leaning over the sink Don threw up. He had seen alot of things in his life. But never nothing like this. Wiping his mouth he turned, he just needed to make sure what he was seeing was real.

"Don, where are you?"

"Down here Danno, cover your mouths and put on shoe covers."

Putting on masks and covers, Mac, Danny and Sheldon headed into the basement.

"What the fu...."

"Yeah. That's what I said before I tossed my lunch."

As Mac looked around, he could see all the cats and dogs slaughtered amongst the ground, the tables. Organs and insides tossed against the wall.

But nothing was more shocking then four cats with their arms and legs tied and spread across an iron board. God the stench was horrific. Seeing the blood all over the washer and dryer he opened the tops and found cats severly burned alive, while in the washer he found them drowned.

"How many so far Don?"

"I'm not sure Mac. ASPCA said they lost count after 400."

"Christ. That has to be half the city strays."

"Just not the strays Mac. We spoke with the neighbours. At least 75 of them said their animals have been disappearing since the last year."

"What the hell possesses kids to do these things?"

"I don't know Danny. I only wish I did. This goes deeper then mental disabilities."

Mac was sickened. Looking at all these animals brought him back to thoughts of what they could have done to his Claire. Sheldon could feel what Mac was thinking. Walking up to him he placed his hand on his shoulder.

"Try not to think about it Mac. I know it's easier said then done. How about we get this done, that way you can get back to the Hospital with Stella and Claire."

Once the ASPCA had gathered up the last if the animals and remains. They blocked off the house, and had exterminators fumigate and sanitize it from top to bottom.

"I don't know why they are bothering Mac. No one is even going to want to buy this house. They should just tear it down and be done with it."

"That's the City for you Danny. They only care about the buck. Anyways get this stuff back to the lab, I need to get back to the Hospital."

Don was confussed. He thought for sure Mac would want to take part in the questioning of these boys.

"Hey Mac?"

"What is it Don?"

"What about Kennith. Are you going to be there for the interrogation?"

"No!! I don't trust myself Don. You and Danny can handle it. The only thing I'm interested in right now is my daughter. To hell with anything else."

Walking away Mac headed home to get Claire's teddy bear. Arriving back at the Hospital he seen Adam still walking a sleeping Gary.

"Adam!! I thought you would have left for home by now."

"I know Mac. I couldn't leave. Stella has enough with Claire. I don't mind holding Gary. It's no trouble."

"It's getting late Adam, you must be hungry. How about I give you our key. You can take Gary home to our place. Help yourself to whatever you'd like to eat. Once Danny and Don get done with the innterrogation I'll have them come take over for you."

"Sure Mac. Sure. I can do that."

"Thanks Adam. It's great to have support from our family."

Adam smiled. He loved being concidered family.

"You're welcome Mac. Give Claire a kiss for me. I'll see you later."

Watching Adam leave with his son. Mac breathed deep and entered his daughter room.

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Walking into the Interrogation room Don and Danny sat down.

"I'm , this is . We'd like to ask you some questions."

"Go easy on them Detective. They are minors."

Don nodded his agreement. Though to him they were animals.

"Kennith could you tell me why you would want to stab Claire Taylor?"

"Cause the little bit..."

"Kennith. What did we talk about?"

"Cause she got my brother in trouble. No one gets my brother in trouble. Even my pa told me that if anyone tries to hurt us we are to handle them our way."

"And your way is to stab someone. The girl was only six."

"Listen cop. If she's old enough to squawk like a bird, then she's old enough to play with the big boys."

"So you are not in any way sorry for stabbing her?"

"Why should I be. One less tramp in the world, as my father would say."

"Kennith. I don't want to tell you again."

"Oh shut up. You call yourself an attorney. I know all about yous. You all lie, you're only here for the money. Figure you can score big by pleading me insane. Well I won't go for it. I did it. I loved it, and I'd do it again."

Danny was floored. His expression was one of anger. He could not see one emotion on this kids face for what he had done.

"So you're telling us you are willing to be trialed and found guilty?"

"Damn right I am. Bring it on."

Closing her file. The Lawyer knew she could nothing. Sitting back she decided to listen to the rest of the tale.

"Okay then. Let's talk about the dead animals you tortured."

*Snickering* "Man are you stupid? I didn't kill those animals. I watched and helped hold them down. But I can't take the credit for the work. Wish I could, but I can't. Family don't take family's credit, understand?"

"Umm..right. Well if you didn't do it, who did?"

"Can't tell you that either man. What I can tell you is you will find out tomorrow night. Such a shame I got caught. Cause now I can't help."

Don thought to himself. "Tomorrow night? Tomorrow night is Halloween."

"Help with what??"

"Look man. I told you. I'll take my punishment for the little brat. But as for the rest, you'll have to catch my Uncle yourself."

"Shut up Kennith. You weren't supposed to tell."

"Listen Brat. I didn't tell anything. Now what's going to happen to my little brother?"

"Why should we tell you? You won't tell us about tomorrow night."

"I have a right to know man. That's my kin there."

"Sorry. You're a minor. The only one that has a right to know is your drunken father when he sobers up. Take him."

Once they were out of the room Danny asked...

"What the hell did he mean about tomorrow night?"

"I'm not sure Danny. Remember that guy we found in the park a few weeks ago. The one with his rib cage hanging from the tree. Then the second victim with the body parts found along the alley?"

"Yeah. How can I forget. What about it?"

"All those animals we found tortured with their insides hanging out. What if it was all practice. What if this Uncle they're talking about has more bodies to hang tomorrow night?"

"So you think the two cases are connected?"

"As Mac would say Danno. Everything is connected."

"Hmm..you're right. Let's go grab that file. I think we need to have another look at it."

Walking from the Interrogation room they headed to records.

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Back at the Hospital Mac made Stella eat.

"Come on Stella. You need to eat. Just go grab something from the Cafe downstairs. You need to keep up your strength."

"I don't want to leave her Mac. Not even for a minute."

"I understand that love. But if you become ill how are you going to be able to help her through this."

"Okay. I'll go."

After she left Mac lowered the side of Claire's bed. Sitting on the edge, he placed her little bear under her arm.

"Here you go Claire bear. I brought for you. He said to tell you he misses you alot. He hopes you will back to us soon."

Mac knew he wouldn't get a response. He knew it was to soon after the surgery.

"Excuse me Detective Taylor."

"Yes?"

"You have a phone call from Detective Messer."

"Thank you. I'll be right there."

Lifting the bar back up on the bed, Mac left his daughers room.

"What is it Danny?"

"We've found a connection with your case and the one we've been working on with the body parts Mac. After talking with Kennith he informed us that he had nothing to do with killing those animals. He said his Uncle did it all, and that it was nothing compared to what he had planned for Halloween tonight.

So Don and I got to thinking. Those body parts we found a few weeks ago, what if this guy was practicing for Halloween tonight. What if his intent is to terrorize the children in NY who are trick or treating. I'm telling you Mac this family is whacked."

"Okay. Have Don make sure his Officers are patroling the streets tonight. Make sure they keep their eyes open amongst the trees, bushes, pathways and anywhere else the body parts can be seen. I'll try and meet up with you later. I know you can do this Danny. You and Don both."

"Thanks Mac. Thanks. So how's our Claire doing?"

"She's the same. Adam is with Gary. Once you guys are done would you mind heading over to our place and watch Gary for us. I think Adam will be needing a break soon."

"Sure. We can do that Mac. You just focus on Claire. Don and I will handle the rest of this case."

"Thanks Danny. Call me if anything comes up."

"I will Mac. Bye."

"Mac...is everything okay?"

"It's fine love. I just spoke with Danny. He will be heading over to our place later with Don to watch Gary."

"Good. But I think one of us should go home at some point. Gary's going to be missing us."

"I know love. I'll go in a bit. Right now I'd like to get back to our daughter. Leaving her alone in the room isn't wise. Especially if she wakes up. She's going to be scared."

Taking his wife by the hand, they walked back into their daughters room.

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With patrols out on the street, Don and Danny combed the neighbourhoods near where the boys lived. As they walked along the street they heard someone scream. Running towards the sound they seen a mother blocking her son from the view she was seeing.

"NYPD maam, is everything okay?"

"No!!! What the hell is that, it looks like a real torso."

Looking down Don could see the torso defrosting as the blood dripped from it.

"Okay maam. Just stay calm. Why don't you have a seat in that squad car there, and we'll get this cleaned up."

"Don!!! I got another one over here."

Calling it in Don organized his Officers to start searching the area for more body parts. While he and Danny searched farther up the street.

"He's got to be here somewhere Don. The trail ends here. Could he have backtracked?"

"I'm not sure Danny. I don't even know who we're looking for. He could be anyone of these parents. Especially if he's in costume."

"Flack, Flack. We've found more. Three blocks over, some kids are freaking out over the intestines that some guy tossed into their bags."

Running over to the area they spoke with the boys.

"Can you tell me which house you went too?"

"It wasn't a house, he cried. That man over there threw it in my bag, I want to go home."

Danny took off on foot.

"Messer, wait for back up. Danny!!!! Stay with him."

Leaving the boy with the Officer Don took off after Danny.

As he chased him down the street, he threw body parts behind him. Trying to jump over them, Danny missed one and slipped on it.

"Shit!!!"

Getting back up he wasn't sure what was on him. He didn't care. The only thing he cared about was catching this sicko. Continuing to run, he ran down the alley, pulled his gun and used caution.

"Messer. Next time wait for back up." Whispered Don.

"Sorry man. I don't want this sick bastard getting away. He's here somewhere."

"What the hell did you slip on?"

"Hell if I know. He threw all kind of body parts at me. Is anyone picking them up?"

"Yeah. The three officers that were running behind me. They called in for more back up."

"Christ they are earning their money tonight. This sicko has them running everywhere."

Searching more of the alley, Danny noticed the garbage bin slightly ajar. Pointing his finger, Don nodded as they each covered a side.

"On my count. He whispered. One, two, three."

Lifting up the bin it was empty. Continuing to walk along they came to the end.

"I don't get it Don. How could he just disappear?"

"He couldn't. We missed something. Let's backtrack."

Moving back towards the alley they noticed two doors that were opened.

"These weren't opened before Don. Now What? Do we seperate? Or do we stay together hoping we find the right one he went into?"

"We stay together Danno. Here comes Phillips and Keefer."

"Did you guys find him?"

"No. He's in one of these two buildings. So Danny and I will take this one. You and Phillips take the other. Remember be careful, he could be armed."

Officer Phillips laughed.

"Sorry Flack. I know. Not funny."

"No it's not. Let's remember we are doing this Mac's little girl. Understood?"

Nodding they headed into the building.

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Meanwhile....

Stella and Mac were adjusting Claire's arms when her machines went off. Panicing as the doctors ran into the room, they asked what was wrong.

"Please. What's wrong with our daughter? Please. Tell us something?"

"It's okay Detective. She's trying to breathe on her own. Once we remove the tube she'll be able too. Try not to be upset. She's fine. She's going to be fine."

Pulling the tube up from Claire's throat, she gagged a few time. Then she gasped deep breaths.

"Grab me the air mask nurse."

Placing the mask on her face she started breathing normally.

"How come she won't open her eyes? If she's breathing on her own, that means she's awake right?"

"Give her time Stella. Her body has been through alot. Let's just wait and see."

As the doctor listened to her lungs, he then checked her eyes.

"Her pupils are responsive. That's an excellent sign."

Leaning up away from her. The doctor adjusted the pads on her chest and left the room. Sitting on the edge of her bed Mac softly called her name.

"Claire? Claire bear wake up love. Come on Claire look at daddy."

Slowly opening her eyes Mac could see her tears form.

"It's okay love. Try not to talk. Mommy and daddy are here."

Mac could tell she was scared. He could tell she wasn't sure where she was.

"You're in the Hospital sweetheart. You've had some surgery done. But you are going to be fine. Understand love? If you understand daddy nod your head."

Nodding her response, Mac bent down and hugged her gently followed by her mom.

"It's going to be okay Claire. Just rest love. Close your eyes and rest."

Watching her fall back into sleep they held each other thanking God for bringing their baby home.

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Back in the Alley

Don and Danny carefully climbed the stairs. As they neared the first door, they cautiously opened it.

"You hear that Danno?"

"Yeah. Over to the right behind the boxes."

Running up to the boxes Danny jumped over them, landing on the guy.

"Don't move you sick bastard. Or I'll kill ya."

Flipping him over, the guy screamed.

"Auuuuuuuuuuuugh.... easy pig, that hurts."

"It's nothing compared to what did to all those victims. Get up you piece of garbage. You're not even worthy of a trial. I should just pop you right here and get it over with."

"Danny!!! Let him go. Come on Danno. Release him."

Pulling Danny off him, he picked him up and walked him out to the car. Shoving him in, they took him to the station. When they arrived they made sure he was taken to booking, and placed in a cell.

"I want my damn phone call."

"You'll get your phone call. Tomorrow. Our phones are overloaded on Halloween."

Slamming the door to the cell, they left him screaming alone.

"Good one Don. Though I don't think he bought it."

"You know what Danno. You're right. Now let's go give Mac and Stella the good news."

Heading out of the station, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Knowing that the Taylor's would finally be able to heal.

The End.

Epi

As the months progressed Claire fully healed from her wound. Returning to the life of a young girl with spirit and fun. They had started her in a new school, where she made new friends and new begingings.

In the Future....

Claire became a Professor of Forensic medicine and went on to marry a NY Detective. Living happily in their home with their two children and two dogs.

Gary grew up and became a NY Detective and part time world renound food critic. Which Mac and Stella thought was appropriate concidering half his younger days were spent throwing it. He also married a Chef and lived in their NY home with their two children.

As for Mac and Stella. . Now that they had retired, they were finally able to travel and do things they had only dreamed of. Leaving the life of NY detectives behind.

So Ends Danvale One...Stay tuned for Danvale Two as we see the Taylor children battle through hurt, pain, major angst, and love.