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Song; Sunday Morning

Artist; Maroon 5

Pairing; Needless To Say Smacked

The doorbell rang, Mac grumbled as he looked at the clock beside his bed. 06;17. It was just his luck, the one day he sleeps past five, and someone visits him. Mac rubbed his eyes and reluctantly got out of bed. Who would be visiting him at this hour, he thought, as he made his way to the front door in his sweat pants and shirt. He looked though the peep-hole to check who it was before opening the door. He chuckled to himself as he saw a woman with a head full of curls waiting out in his apartment hallway. He opened the door.

" Stella" he spoke sleepily. The detective turned to face him, dark circles under her jade green eyes.

" Mac" she beamed " I'm sorry if I woke you, it's just uh, I couldn't sleep" she grinned nervously " And I thought we could go out somewhere, like the park?" she questioned.

" Stella" Mac started as he moved out of the door way to let the female detective pass. " It's not even half six yet. And it's a Sunday!" he closed the door. And walked over into his small kitchen " Do you want a coffee or something to eat?"

" Mac I am fully aware of what the time is" she paused " I'll just have a coffee thanks" she smiled and moved over to the window as raindrops started to fall from the sky.
" Looks like that puts a bummer on the park idea" Mac commented as he left the kitchen and walked over to the window beside Stella, he handed her, her coffee.

" Who said so? Its only a little rain" Stella replied, blowing on her coffee to cool it down.

" How about we watch a film instead?" Mac suggested. Stella turned to face him, her eyes sparkling.

" Ok Taylor. How about we make a deal? Film now, and park later?" Stella said and held out her free hand for Mac to shake.

" Deal" Mac agreed as he took her hand and shook it.

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" I have 'The Ex'?" Mac suggested riffling though his small DVD collection.

" I guess that will have to do" Stella compromised. As she headed to Mac's kitchen " Have you got any popcorn?" she asked popping her head around the door.

" Err.... I don't think so, sorry, Stell" Mac commented whilst taking the DVD out of it's case.

" Don't worry about it" Stella said with a grin " The rain is easing up so I will go buy some" she rolled her eyes and played her innocent face " The thing is, I didn't bring any money with me-" Mac laughed.

" My wallet is in the kitchen, you can take some money from that" Stella beamed.

" Thank you, thank you, thank you" she repeated whilst getting the money from his wallet. " I'll be back soon" she added as she rushed out the door. Mac strolled over to the window and watched Stella leave his building and cross the street. He suppressed a laugh as the rain suddenly got heavier, and he saw Stella now sprinting towards the shops.

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Half an hour later and Stella returned from the shops, now drenched. He once bouncy hair was now plastered to her face. She placed the shopping bag on the floor. Mac already had a towel ready in his arms, and as soon as she had closed the door. He enveloped her in a hug, rubbing her back and hair with the towel.

" You must be freezing" he commented, as Stella shivered in his arms. " I'm sure I have some sweats that would fit you. And a shirt or something" he added.

" T...That, W..would be great" Stella spoke though her chattering teeth. Mac smiled.

" Just err.. wear whatever fits you" he told her as she made her way to his bedroom. Mac picked up the shopping bag and picked out the popcorn. He went to the kitchen, and put the popcorn in the microwave. He waited for the ding, and took it out.

" What do you think?" Mac looked up from the popcorn, to Stella who was now stood in the kitchen doorway. She was in a pair of his work pants and she was wearing one of his plain black shirts. " It's from the Mac Taylor range" she chuckled.

" Very nice, I have to meet this Mac Taylor, he looks like a very snappy dresser" Mac said joining Stella in her laughter.

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Mac laughed silently as he looked down at the mass of curls that was now rested on his chest. They were only five minuets into the film and Stella had already fallen asleep and curled into Mac. Mac moved slightly and reached the DVD control, he turned of the film. She really wasn't lying about being a loud snorer, Mac though as he watched her sleep. He ran his hand though her curly hair. She muttered something in her sleep and cuddled him tighter. He smiled and kissed her head. He rested his arm around her, holding her close to him. This, he though, is what Sunday mornings were made for.