Don't own anything.

Flack finds out...

Flack walked into Mac's office and put the bag onto his desk.

Mac looked up, "What's that?"

Flack sat down, "A cup, it's the third thing that's been left out since she died. Can you check for prints?"

Mac nodded, "I will, I'll also check for DNA, but even if it has her DNA or fingerprints..."

Flack shook his head, "It's been washed so many times since... it was her cup, and it had too many memories, so I washed it."

Mac watched his friend, "I'll check then call you later."

Flack nodded and stood up, "Thanks Mac."

Mac smiled, "It's no problem, but..."

He didn't finish, Flack understood.

"If it doesn't then she's dead, gone forever, I know Mac. See you."

"Bye Don."

Mac took the cup and had started processing when Stella came in, "Hey, what are you working on?"

He stood up and told her, Stella's eyes went wide, "Flack thinks she's still alive?"

He nodded, "I found a fingerprint, it's running now."

Stella took the cup and ran a swap inside, near the bottom, "There's something."

She took the swab and ran it, after a bit, she called Mac over, "It's tears."

Mac stood beside her, "Tears?"

She nodded, "It has the chemical make up of emotional tears, and judging from the amount, someone was crying into this cup and they were emotional. I'm running DNA now."

The sound of two beeps made them turn to face the computers, the name and face they saw made their jaws drop.

She was staring back at them, quickly Mac and Stella looked at each other, Jessica Angell was still alive.

Jess watched Flack come in to his apartment and he had just taken off his coat when he answered his phone.

Suddenly, he looked up and stared right into her eyes.

She gasped and moved from the window as fast as she could.

As she leaned against the counter, she looked at the now covered window, had he seen her?

Did Don Flack know that she was alive?

Flack watched as the women with brown, wavy hair quickly disappeared from view, it had almost looked like her.

He focused on his conversation, "What did you say Mac?"

"Me and Stella ran the print and the DNA in the tears, it came back to her. Jess is alive Don."

He looked back up at the window, now covered by a curtain, was the woman Jess?

"Don? Don? Are you there?"

"Ya, thanks Mac, I got to go."

"Okay, only me and Stella know and we've erased the records and the cup is locked in my office. Bye."

Flack hung up the phone, Jess had been here, she was still alive...

That was really fun to write, I hope you enjoy!

Love always, Heavenly...