A/N: As usual, I don't own them, I just borrow them, play with them a bit and hope you like the outcome.
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You are my sweetest downfall
I loved you first, I loved you first
Beneath the stars came fallin' on our heads
But they're just old light, they're just old light
Stella shifted under the blanket as she felt his gaze burning through her once again. "You're staring again, kinda defeats the purpose of being out here," she said with a laugh as she turned to him, straining to see him in the dark. "I'm not going to disappear."
Mac was glad for the darkness as he felt the heat rise to his cheeks. He hadn't meant to, but after last week's close call with Stella and that hostage situation, he had finally allowed himself to start analyzing the feelings that had been growing in intensity toward his curly-haired partner. He cleared his throat trying to dissuade his nervousness he suddenly felt. "So remind me what I'm doing out here in the middle of nowhere, freezing my ass off in the back of the truck?"
Stella laughed in response as she held up a side of the blanket for him, biting back the sigh of contentment as she felt him slide closer to her, the heat from his body instantly warming her. "It's the Leonids, Mac, the meteor shower caused by Earth passing through the meteoroid stream left by the comet Tempel-Tuttle. I figured you would've known all about it. You're like a walking encyclopedia!"
Mac couldn't help but chuckle at that. "I've just never had much use for staring up at the stars. I always tried to remain a more down to earth kind of guy."
Stella shook her head in amusement as she returned her gaze to the sky. "That was bad, even for you. You know the ancient sailors used to use the stars to navigate the seas; to show them the right course to take."
"Yeah, I remember reading something along those lines," Mac commented. He cautiously put his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He relaxed a bit when Stella rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes lifted to the night sky as she watched the meteor shower continue.
They were quiet for a few moments as they enjoyed the show being put on. "They're beautiful aren't they, the stars," Stella said quietly.
As Mac looked down at her, the reflection of the night lights in her eyes, he couldn't help but reply; "Yes, they are beautiful."
She didn't have to look up at him to know where his gaze was directed. Silently, she reached out for his hand, entwining their fingers together as she gave his hand a squeeze. She felt him start to shift as he stood up; maneuvering himself so he was sitting behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her back against his chest. This time they both let out a sigh of contentment as they continued to watch the stars fall around them.
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So you guys tired of these yet? Or should I keep going? Lemme know!