Hey y'all! I'm back…sorry about that…haha! I told myself repeatedly that I didn't have time to write more, but that didn't quite work…so here's the chapter with Mac's daughter, McKella Taylor. I do plan to do Flack's daughter as well. I might even do a chat with the guy's and their daughters individually.

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Mac Taylor was a nervous wreck.

Correction, Mac Taylor was a nervous wreck, terrified and absolutely horrified at the thought of his daughter being taken out on the town by some teenage boy.

Mac looked around the living room, the whole crew was there; Danny, Flack, Adam and Hawkes. McKella's younger sister, Mariah was also sitting on the floor watching some Disney show about a pop star or something.

Mariah was humming along with the theme song and Mac started laughing when he realized that Adam was along singing along with his 10 year old daughter.

"Adam, are you a Hannah Montana fan?"

Adam blushed, "Nah, its Raye's favorite show, so I've seen it quite a few times."

Mac laughed and was about to snap out a clever comeback when the doorbell rang. The house fell silent and Mac stood up and stalked over to the door.

Mariah spoke up before her father opened the door, "Daddy."

"Yea, baby?"

"Don't kill him, please, Kell really likes him. Be sorta nice to him."

Mac made a sound low in his throat, "We'll see baby."

Opening the door, Mac Taylor came face to face with the boy who was supposed to be taking his little girl out. He was tall, around six feet, with a medium muscular build. His dark hair was spiked in different directions and when he smiled at Mac, he displayed a mouth of straight, white teeth. His smile faded however, when he saw the look on Mac's face.

"Come in."

The teenager stepped inside the house and stood awkwardly for a moment before Mac ushered him into the living room.

The lanky teen stopped quickly at the wall of detectives that greeted him. Each and every person, minus Mariah, had a gun and badge strapped to their waist, accompanied by a glare on their face.

Mac took a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for the next couple of minutes. The questions that he had carefully thought out flew out the window…he was winging it – going on instinct, something he rarely ever felt comfortable with.

"What's your full name, kid?"

"Dillion Matthew Alexander, sir."

Mac's gaze tightened, "Don't call me sir."

Dillion nodded fearfully, "Kay."

"My name's Detective Mac Taylor. Head of the NYPD Crime Lab. You call me Detective Taylor and nothing else."

Dillion nodded again, "Nice to meet you."

Mac gestured to the others in the living room, "Detective Danny Messer, Detective Adam Ross, Dr. Sheldon Hawkes and Homicide Detective Don Flack Jr. On the floor there is my youngest, Mariah."

Dillion repeated his earlier phrase, "It's nice to meet all of you."

When nothing was said in response, Mac cleared his throat and looked over at the other detectives, silently asking for help. Danny stood up, "How old are you?"

"I just turned 17."

"Ok, do you have a job?"

"I tutor grade school kids after I'm done with school, but other than that, I don't really have a job."

Mac cut in, "What subjects do you help them with?"

"I'm really good with science and math."

Flack butted in this time, always one to get straight to the point, "Are you friends with Ty Ramos?"

Dillion smiled, "Yea, he and I are tight. Why?"

"No reason, but did he let you in on what went down when he took Ari out?"

Dillion's smile fell from his face, "Uhh…yea…he did."

Adam grinned, "Well, then you know what to expect."

Dillion's eyes widened and he swallowed loudly, "Um…uh huh."

Hawkes spoke for the first time, "You look scared."

"A little, Ty clued me in on what went down. He told me that Detective Taylor was a real badas…"

Mac's glare cut the teenager off, "I dare you to even finish that sentence. My daughter is ten years old for God's sake."

Dillion started to say something but Mariah cut in, "It's ok Daddy. Uncle Danny says it all the time."

Danny shrugged when Mac glared at him and Flack burst out laughing before Mariah spoke again, "So does Uncle Don."

Flack's laughter died down and Mariah stood up from her spot on the floor and walked over to Dillion. She stopped in front of him and looked up at the tall figure.

"My sister seems to like you a lot, and if it makes her happy, I'm happy too." Dillion smiled; glad to have the approval of one person in the room, but his smiled vanished at the next words out of Mariah's mouth. "But if you hurt her, I'm gonna kick your ass so hard you won't be able to sit down for an entire week. McKella is my best friend and I love her a lot, so don't break her heart or I'll break you. Got it?"

Beads of sweat broke out on Dillion's forehead and he swallowed fearfully, "Got it."

Mac was shocked, and slightly proud of his youngest daughter. He wanted to reprimand her for her language, but couldn't find it in himself. Instead he held his arms out and Mariah eagerly gave her father a hug, hoping that she wasn't in trouble.

Glancing up at his face, she was relieved to find no traces of anger, "Daddy? I'm gonna go finish some homework. I love you."

Mac smiled and kissed Mariah on the forehead, "Ok sweetheart, I love you too."

Mariah blew kisses to each of her uncles before sending a glare to Dillion who was standing awkwardly in the corner of the room.

"Remember what I said. Don't hurt her and we won't have a problem."

"I'll… I'll remember that."

Mariah nodded and made her exit down the hallway, leaving Dillion alone with four very overprotective men.

The room was silent until Stella breezed in, announcing that McKella was going to be ready in 10 minutes.

Mac saw Dillion tense in excitement and he called Stella over to him while the others took on the task of firing off more questions at Dillion.

"What is it Mac? McKella needs my help to finish getting ready."

"Are you sure this is such a good idea, I mean we don't know anything about this boy."

Stella patted Mac's arm and placed a lingering kiss on his mouth, trying to reassure his fears of letting go of his baby girl.

"Will you relax honey; I ran him through the databases and called his parents. He's a good kid Mac, and Kell really likes him."

Mac was stuck on the fact that she had run him through the databases. "You ran him through our databases? Kell told me that she wasn't going to speak to me for a month if I did that!"

Stella shrugged, "Yes, she told YOU that, not me. Besides, what Kella doesn't know won't hurt her."

Mac smiled, "Oh I've so got dirt on you… next time I'm in crap with her, I'm so telling her that."

Stella smiled back at him, "You do that and see what happens next time the kids are out of the house. It won't be pretty my dear husband."

Starting to reply Mac was startled by the sound of his daughter's voice projecting throughout the house, "MOOOOM!"

Stella grinned, "That's my cue boys. We'll be down shortly and guys go easy on Dillion will ya?"

Glancing at Dillion, Stella winked at him before rushing out of the room to assist her eldest daughter.

The glares returned in full force and Dillion tried to swallow his nervous glances around the room, without much luck.

Adam spoke up first and grinned at Dillion, "Ok, so this is how this is gonna go down. We threaten you, you don't tell anyone what happened and then you and Kell go on your merry ways. Got it?"

Dillion nodded, "Got it."

Danny cleared his throat, "McKella is my daughter's best friend and when McKella is unhappy, Ari is too. And nothing pisses me off more than my daughter being unhappy, nothing. So I'll do whatever I can to keep both of them happy, even if it means doing something entirely illegal to a certain teenage kid. Am I making myself clear?"

"Crystal." Dillion answered, his voice cracking with nerves.

Flack was next in line, "Same thing Messer said. Taye and Kell are best friends and if either of them get upset I don't take it lightly. I push one button on my phone and I've got every police officer in the city on your ass, so I'd be careful and make sure my finger doesn't need to hit that button."

"Kay."

Hawkes stepped forward and spoke up, "I can tell you are a smart guy and it doesn't take a Ph. D to understand that it would be very stupid for you to hurt Kell in anyway. Just to give you a warning though; if you hurt McKella I will make sure that your birth certificate is a worthless document."

All of the jaws dropped in the room, Doc's threat surprising everyone with its fierceness.

Dillion's eyes widened and his skin turned pale, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead once again.

Adam's voice broke the silence in the room next, "At the risk of you passing out, I'm gonna take it easy on you, keep it simple, nothing to scary… just a few words of advice."

Dillion leaned forward, ready to hear the words of advice and escape the threats that had him shaking with fear.

"If you do hurt McKella in any way, shape or form… it'd be very wise of you to sleep with your eyes open - for the rest of your life."

"Ok, eyes open. Got it."

All of the adults smiled at his nervous chatter, waiting with bated breath for Mac's warning next.

When the former Marine stepped up, the room seemed to tense, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"I'd like nothing more than to lock McKella up in a tower and keep her from boys until she is 50. Since Stella would kill me if I did that, it isn't going to happen. But there are a few things that I will make certain do happen if anything, and I mean ANYTHING hurts my baby girl. Things that you wouldn't want to hear out loud, things I can't even say out loud."

Mac paused, "Stell is always telling the girls that nobody is worth your tears and the one who is won't make you cry. If you are ever the cause of my daughter's tears – you will quickly and painfully become a nobody. Make sense?"

"Yesss…sir… I… I mean Detective Taylor." Dillion stuttered out. "It makes perfect sense, I understand, I got it, never hurt McKella. I promise."

Mac nodded, semi-satisfied that Dillion seemed to make it through the 'introductions' well. The living room was silent and Mac was about to resort to mindless chitchat when Stella walked in with Mariah on her heels and grinned broadly, "She's coming down now."

Everyone went silent and watched the doorway, waiting for McKella to come through. When she did, Mac's breath caught in his throat. Standing before him wasn't his little pigtailed girl anymore, it was a young woman… not that he was going to tell anyone that.

Stepping forward Mac enveloped McKella in a hug, "You look beautiful baby."

McKella blushed, "Thanks daddy. Mom helped with my hair, do you like it?"

McKella had gotten Stella's curls and lots of them, "I do honey, it looks good."

Pulling back from her dad's embrace, McKella walked over to Dillion and smiled shyly, "Hi Dillion."

Dillion smiled and then blurted out the first thing that came out of his mouth, "Hot."

When he realized he had said it out loud, he fumbled to cover it up before all the detectives had a bead on him and were ready to shoot him into the ground, "I, I… I mean that you look pretty."

McKella beamed and looked back at her mom who nodded slightly. Threading her arm through Dillion's, McKella led them over to the door before turning around to face the living room full of the people that she loved.

"Bye you guys. Love you."

Murmurings of 'love you' and 'have fun' were heard and Mac stepped forward to embrace his daughter again, "Have fun baby girl. I love you."

Leaning up, McKella placed a kiss on her dad's cheek, "I love you too daddy."

McKella hugged her mom and then her younger sister before giving quick hugs to each of her uncles and she was back by Dillion's side and ready to go.

Dillion spoke up, "I'll have her home by 10 Detective Taylor."

McKella laughed, "Dillion you can call him Mac, right daddy?"

Dillion looked fearfully at Mac, waiting to hear from the man who carried the gun, "Of course it's fine sweetie."

All of the detectives suppressed a chuckle at Mac's strained agreement. Dillion nodded, but chose to address him as Detective Taylor, just to be safe.

Dillion opened the front door and followed McKella outside. Mac let out a sigh of relief, glad to have that over with until he heard the words, "I'm gonna make you scream."

This time it was himself who was holding someone back, Stella was literally on the door in a matter of seconds, almost ripping it off its hinges.

The next words that Mac heard had him next in line to tear the boy's head off, "So, have you ever ridden The Cyclone?"

The door was halfway opened when Mac heard his daughter's response, "Yea, but I've only gotten to go to Coney Island one time, and it was when I was younger, so I'm really excited to get to ride Cyclone, I haven't gotten to ride a roller coaster in forever!"

Both of them stopped immediately and looked at each other in embaressment before everyone else in the room burst out laughing. Stella and Mac eventually joined in and soon everyone was laughing with tears rolling down their cheeks.

The mood was dampened by the sound of multiple cell phones going off. Danny, Flack, Hawkes and Adam groaned when the realized that they were being called in.

"What? You guys are the bosses, why aren't you getting called in?" Danny complained.

"We both took the day off, and like you said, we're the bosses." Stella grinned and waved as all of the guys were leaving, each of them stopping to give Mariah a hug good bye.

"Bye Uncle Don, Uncle Danny, Uncle Adam and Uncle Shel. Have fun figuring out who killed who."

All of the guys grumbled in response and Mac laughed and called out, "Thanks for everything you guys."

Turning around, Flack grinned, "I expect the same thing when Taye gets a guy."

Mac nodded, "Anytime."

Flack laughed, "I'd rather it be later than sooner."

All the guys laughed before the ones who got called in climbed in their respective cars and drove away.

Mac shut the front door and sighed, "Finally, over, done, kaput."

Mariah giggled, "You did very good daddy, I'm so proud of you."

Mac laughed, "Thanks, I'm glad that I met your standards."

Mariah rolled her eyes, "Whatever. I'm going up to my room."

Stella laughed, "Ok honey. We'll call you down for dinner. I'm making baklava rolls."

Mariah grinned, "Yes and since McKella's gone, I get more! Yeah!!"

Mac laughed, "Weren't you on your way to your room?"

"I'm going." Mariah ran upstairs and soon there was the slam of a door and then they heard her holler back down, "Sorry."

Stella let out a little chuckle, "Anyways. How'd did the chat with the guys go? I wanna know what you guys said!"

Mac shook his head, "Sorry Stell, it's staying between me and the guys."

Stella's face broke out into a big grin, "Not for long it's not."

Mac looked confused, "What are you talking about?"

Walking over to the living room Stella bent over and reached down behind the couch pulling out a tape recorder. "I wanted to see who gave the best threat, and bake them some loukoumathes.

Mac laughed, "Honestly, really Stella?"

Stella stuck her lip out, "Mac, McKella means just as much to me and I appreciate the guys protecting our baby girl."

Mac's gaze softened, "I know hon. Besides, what if I had the best threat? Do I get the loukoumathes as well?"

Stella grinned, "Oh no. No you don't."

Mac frowned, "Why not? I love those things."

Stella's grinned widened, "Your reward will be much, much sweeter than that."

Mac grinned, "Really? What is it?"

"Let's just say that you had better hope that you had the best threat."

Mac smiled, "Oh yea?"

Stella nodded, "Oh yea."

Their teasing banter was broken as Mariah clomped down the stairs, "Mom, when are you gonna start baking? I wanna help."

"Soon, you both can help me out."

Mac nodded in agreement, "Alright. Let's go wash up Mariah, and then we can start helping your mom."

Mariah ran off towards the kitchen and Stella followed behind her, leaving Mac alone with his thoughts for a couple minutes.

His mind wandered back to the day that they brought McKella home from the hospital. She had been a tiny baby, barely 6 pounds with a full head of curly brown hair. Mac had been terrified to hold her at first, afraid that he would drop the small baby.

Once Stella reassured his fears and he got the hang of it, he couldn't put her down. She was beautiful and he spent hours rocking her to sleep and softly singing to her.

Startled out of his thoughts, Mac heard Mariah call from the kitchen. "C'mon daddy, hurry up."

"I'm coming sweetheart."

Mac glanced back at the front door that his baby girl had gone through not 30 minutes ago. His baby girl that had grown up so quickly. His baby girl that was no longer the 5 year following him through the lab, his baby girl that was no longer begging him to play Barbie dolls.

He was pulled out of his musings when Mariah bounded into the living room where Mac was still standing. Pulling on her father's hand, Mariah glanced up at him with adoration shining in her eyes, "Let's go daddy."

Mac smiled, "Ok, let's go help your momma."

Mariah grinned, "Yea. And daddy, Kella is going to be fine. Don't you worry."

Mac glanced down at his youngest daughter, almost laughing at how their roles were reversed, "I know Kell will be ok. Now, let's go help your mom make those baklava rolls."

OH MY GOODNESS! I'm so sorry about how long this dragggggged on for, I just couldn't get the ending right!! Again, sorry. I do hope that you guys like the second chapter of this little story of mine! There will be a few more chapters to come, hopefully within the next few weeks, but with school starting up soon, we'll see. Please review!! I'm asking nicely, with Carmine and whipped cream on top. Mmmm… yummy! ;D

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