"But, I don't remember after that..." he looked to her, hoping she knew something.
"Well, I can tell you.....because I do remember. But not here." she stood.
"Then where?" he asked.
The clock chimed in eleven thirty.
"Hooray!" Lindsay and Megan cheered.
Danny, Flack, Adam, and Hawkes all laughed, but then went back to watching TV.
Stella and Mac were in the kitchen, chatting away about a case that had just been closed at work.
"Would you two workaholics get in here. We only have a half an hour to go!" Megan called.
"We'll be in soon!" a bit of a drunken Stella called back. She was on her fifth glass of wine, Mac his sixth beer.
Normally they didn't drink this much, but it was more than just New Years Eve to them. They had survived another year, solved many more cases, and became closer friends than ever before. It was a celebration of forgetting the old, and cheering in the new.
After an hour, they both arrived down at the local restaurant. After being given a booth, their conversation began again, but in low whispers.
"Ok, so what happened next?" he questioned.
"We made it to a room, and things got heated from there....." she paused.
"Did we....ya know....?" concern was heard in his voice.
"Yeah........" her heart felt as though it skipped several beats.
Megan ran over to the pair in the kitchen, "No more hiding away. You will spend the next half hour with the rest of us!" she laughed.
The pair moaned and willingly let her pull them to the party.
"Finally, we see them again!" Adam spoke up.
"Yes, you do." Mac put on a stern voice.
Adam gave a slight grin, but then turned away again, uncomfortably shifting in his seat. Mac seemed to always have that effect on him, no matter how many years they had worked together.
"Oh Adam, it's just Mac! He's a huge teddy bear!" Stella playfully hit Mac on the shoulder.
"Yeah, ok!" Adam replied.
Stella turned to face Mac, "And yet I'm the only one that sees right through your tough exterior."
Mac nodded, "And it can stay that way." His voice then lowered, "I like the power they think I have over them!"
Stella smiled, nodding in agreement. 'He surely does love it!'
"Wow....uh...." he hesitated, "Why don't I remember any of this?"
"You had a lot to drink last night. Let's get some coffee in you."
When the waitress came over, they ordered two coffee's with continuous refills, and two orders of pancakes with bacon on the side. The coffee came in no time, but it was a twenty minute wait on the food.
He sipped his coffee, "God, my head is pounding."
She watched in silence as his head dropped into his hands. She didn't know what to say, but luckily he spoke again.
"So, you say things got heated....and things happened....things that we would never think would happen, and yet I remember none of it...."
Silence.
'Yeah, well, I kinda thought and was hoping it would happen.' she thought.
'Please, I've been wishing for it to happen for a long time.' he thought.
But neither knew that the other one had wanted this for so long.
Stella took a seat on the couch, motioning Mac to sit next to her. "So what are we watching, boys?"
Hawkes replied, "Honestly, I think it's just infomercials."
"Lame!" Stella grabbed the remote from the table in front of her, "Let's find something interesting until the ball drops."
Lindsay and Megan nodded, "We second that motion!"
Stella flipped through channels, seeing nothing that really interested her. The boys, of course, saw many things, but because they weren't in control, just groaned as Stella passed over them.
Finally landing on a channel, Stella picked the New York New Years Eve Rockin' Party. Everyone began bopping their head to the artist singing.
"See, something we all want to watch!" she laughed.
"I guess," Mac smiled.
"Maybe, after a bit more coffee, it'll start coming back to you?" she suggested.
"Yeah, maybe you're right." he took another sip.
Silence.
The sound of clattering plates, forks scraping, coffee being poured, people chattering, all seemed to be enormously louder than usual.
"I hate being hungover," she groaned, her head now dropping in to her hands.
Silence......but then he spoke.
"I remember now.....it was just after midnight......and things got carried away....didn't they?"
She only looked up, not saying a word.
Had things gotten carried away, or did nature run it's course and they were exactly where they were supposed to be?
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