Secrets of the Past
The three sisters were standing in Mackenzie's apartment where she'd changed for work.
"Kenzie, what kind of name is Kenzie? What happened to everyone calling you Mac?" Kay asked as she popped on some gum.
"Well, I know you probably haven't noticed but our father, my boss, is named Mac. The crime lab couldn't go around calling me Mac while he's called Mac. It would get to confusing," Kenzie explained as she glanced in her mirror. She looked decent.
"Sis, you really shouldn't be working now," Madison whispered in her ear.
"Why not," Kenzie asked turning to look at her always formal sister. Her sister, for the most part, didn't believe in emotions – just logic. What would cause her to say this?
"You're in love and he's hurt. Your mind will keep taking you back to him causing you to be distracted," Madison said.
"I'm not in love with Adam. I barely know him," Mackenzie argued but the others smiled. "Why does everyone keep saying that?"
"Honey, it's true," Mckayla said looking at her sister. "It doesn't matter if you've been with them three days or three years, you are in love."
"I can't… what makes you believe I might be in love with him?" Kenzie asked, her cheeks flaming from embarrassment.
"Your son calls him 'daddy' for goodness sake and he causes you to smile," Mckayla said with a cheeky ass grin.
"Right," Kenzie muttered. "That's not love, that's friendship and Davey sees him as a role model."
"Honey, make all the excuses you want, you love him, and you'd have to be blind not to see it," Kay said smiling mischievously. "Besides, he's cute, and you deserve the chance to have a real man, not just the assholes you use to collect."
"Sis, shut up, this is my life, butt out," Kenzie muttered.
"Fine sis, shut down, you're good at that," Kay called as Kenzie walked out of the apartment.
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"Hey, Danny," Stella called, walking into the lab where he was working. "Updates."
"Well, the bullet was too fragmented to give us any evidence," Danny said. "Striation patterns were destroyed, however, from what I can tell, the gun the shooter used was a Ruger Mini 14. Semi-Automatic. This man wanted to do some serious damage."
"He did," Stella said looking at him. "Keep me updated." She began to walk out but Danny grabbed her arm.
"How are Adam and Kenzie handling these circumstances?" Danny asked and Stella smiled.
"Pretty good considering," Stella stated as the door to the lab opened and in walked Kenzie. "Hey, Kenzie, what are you doing here?"
"I need to work, if I don't I'll go stir crazy," Kenzie said. "Put me on another case, other than Adam's."
Stella nodded and led Kenzie out of the room. Danny shook his head, unable to understand Mac Jr. With that he went back to his evidence.
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"Daddy, how are you feeling?" Davey asked Adam, Mac stopped outside the door to listen.
"Better," Adam responded, his voice sounding better than what he had been the night before.
"Good, when you get out I want a game day," Davey said, his voice young and innocent.
"Let me guess, your new war game," Adam said, it sounded like he had a smile on his face as he spoke.
"Yep," the boy responded immediately.
"You are definitely going to be a marine when you grow up, just like your grandfather," Adam said and the boy giggled. "Just be careful when you do, you're mom would die if anything ever happened to you."
"She'd be that way with you too," Davey said sadly. "If you left us for heaven her heart would be broken."
"What makes you think that," Adam asked surprised.
"Mommy loves you," Davey said saddened. "She die if she lost you. You first guy she liked that she ever brought home for me to meet. You the only guy she dated since I was a baby. Please, don't ever hurt my mommy."
Mac closed his eyes and leaned against the wall. He felt something ache in his chest at the little boy's words.
"You make mommy happy, and smile. She never did that much till you came along unless I did something to make her smile. Daddy, will she always smile like that, I don't want her to ever loose that smile."
"Davey, come here," Adam said. Mac heard little footsteps then bed springs. "I promise you, nothing will happen to me. I won't leave your mother in any way shape or form so you can relax. You shouldn't be stressing out over such things at your age."
"I don't stress," the boy argued. "What's stress?"
Mac chuckled before he could stop himself.
"I think somebody is eavesdropping, go get them for me," Adam said. There were bed springs then Davey came out with a serious look on his face.
"Grandpa, eavesdropping is bad," David said with his hands on his hips.
"I know, but I was waiting, trying to give you two some privacy," he argued with his grandson who quirked up a smile.
"Daddy, Grandpa's here to talk to you, I'm going to go to the bathroom. Be back in a minute," David called into the room.
"Be careful, Go straight there and back and do not talk to anyone you don't know," Adam yelled. "If anyone tries to grab you or anything scream. Got that?"
"I understand Daddy, be back," David said going three doors down to the bathroom. It was barely down the hall from them yet Mac couldn't help but watch to make sure his grandson was safe before entering the room.
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He watched the old man enter the hospital room before he made his way down the hallway towards the bathroom. This was his chance, this was his opportunity.
The boy was young, impressionable, and weak. He'd overpower him. His boy wasn't going to escape his grasp once again. That whole family would pay, and his son was the key to that.
It wasn't like he cared about the boy. He was a pawn.
With that thought he pushed the door open and walked in. The boy had just stepped out of a stall and moved towards the sinks. The man followed suit, washing his hands. The boy tried to reach but he was way too short.
The man subtly examined the boy noticing he was too thin, to short, and too nerdy looking. He wasn't a son a father would ever be proud of. He was the kind that got bullied in school by people like him. It was a natural procession. Of course his first born son would be so fragile.
"Need any help, boy?" The man asked, his voice sweet, a smile on his lips.
"I'm not suppose to talk to strangers," his son said and he could almost laugh. This kid was too shielded from real life.
"Don't worry, I won't tell if you won't," the man said and the boy looked at the sink then back at the man before nodding. The man smiled picking the boy up and helping him to the sink. As the boy washed his hands the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a needle. Then they injected it into the boy's neck. The boy gasped and jerked away but the man held strong,
The boy went to scream but he covered the boy's mouth with his hand till the boy went limp. Then he simply carried the boy out of the building. He didn't go past the door where the nerd and the old man were. He went out another door and didn't look back, a smile gracing his lips.
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[Another chapter down, another to go. So what did you think? Did you like it, hate, are you indifferent? What do you think of how I ended it? What do you think will happen? Well, thank you for reading and a special thank you to everyone who reviewed. Another update suppose to be coming soon. Thanks again… TVGirl09]