Sorry for the long wait, but I have been extremely busy, being the end of the school year. Anyways back to the story:
It takes them 20 minutes to get up to their place. She opens the door puts him on the couch. His eye was purple with a small cut and his cheeks were a deep red. His neck was a bluish brown color.
"Thanks for the help Stell."
"Mac, you would feel better if you talk less," she smiled, and rubbed his chest. She saw him wince, "Mac, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you."
"It's okay Stella."
"Stop being stubborn Mac and take off your shirt."
He slowly slips off his shirt, part of his chest was bruised and had a few cuts.
"It hurts to move."
"I know it does Mac, I'll go get the first aid kit and some other things."
Five minutes and she found everything she was looking for.
She takes the cold damp rag and slowly wipes down his cheeks and neck. This sent shivers down his spine and she puts a bag of ice where the cut under his eye was. She takes a napkin and rubs hydrogen peroxide on his chest. He winced a little but swore that he was okay.
"Thanks Stella, for helping me."
"No problem, I guess we aren't going out to eat then?"
"I guess not, I hate McDonald," he clenched his fists.
"Mac, you should go and rest," she frowns.
"Okay, but I might need a little help getting into bed."
She smiles and carries him into the bed, she kissed his cheek. "I'll go make dinner."
"You do that Stella, and BTW you're a good cook."
"Thanks," she smiled and went to prepare a meal that took thirty minutes.
She made him Mac and Cheese, soup and a tuna sandwich.
"Thanks Stella," he sits up and he reaches for the bowl but Stella feeds him. "Stella, I'm capable of feeding myself," he smiled.
"Just thought I would help. You just enjoy your dinner then and I'll take a shower."
"Okay Stell," he smiled and Stella grabbed a few things and went in the shower.
Mac sighed and finished eating once Stella was done with her shower. She sat on the bed next to him.
"You smell good Stell, just like vanilla," he sniffed, and Stella rubbed her hand against his chest. He winced a little bit.
"Oh Mac, I'm sorry," she brushed her lips against his, and kissed him deeply.
"That's okay, I'm kind of tired, so I'm going to bed."
"All right, I'll be with you in a few… I need to call Don," she smiled and left the room.
"Stella, oh my God is that you, why did it take you forever to call?"
"Well, I kind of forgot. Anyways Mac is doing all right, he's cut and bruised in a few places, but he'll manage."
"Glad, he's okay, how about you?"
"Get to spend alone time with Mac, I survived, so I say I'm pretty good."
"Well, thanks for the update, I'll tell everyone that you are both okay."
"Okay Don… see you…"
"Wait Lindsay wants to talk to you," Lindsay snatches the phone from Flack.
"STELLA!! I am so glad that you are okay."
"I can tell, well I'm going to go to bed. I'll come tomorrow and pick up Lucie."
"Okay, see you tomorrow," she smiled and Stella hung up.
Stella went back into the bedroom. Mac was snoring slightly, making Stella laugh.
She slowly slipped into bed with him, "Good night Detective," she snuggled close.
The sun came up early in the morning, Mac was awake and felt as if he couldn't move. He waited a while until Stella stretched.
"Good morning beautiful," Mac smiled.
She yawned looked at him and they flipped over on the pillow.
"Come on Stella, you got to get up," he frowned and kissed her neck.
"Fine," she grunts and gets up. "Did you sleep well?"
"If I wasn't hurt I could, but sleeping next to you made up for it," he smiled, and Stella kissed him.
"You are just awesome Mac, and I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Good to hear… so you going to sit here or make me breakfast?"
She nods and left Mac alone in the bedroom.
Minutes later she came back with a glass of orange juice and a bowl of oatmeal.
"Smells great," he gleamed and Stella helped him sit up. She sits behind him so he wouldn't fall backwards, her arms were around his waist.
"Eat slowly now, Mac," she said.
Mac grins and continues eating his breakfast. Once he was done eating he drank his orange juice.
"Babe, thanks for the meal."
"No problem," she stated kissing his neck.
"Oh Stella," he moaned and slowly turned around. He kissed her on the lips and leaned back with Stella, where he was on top. She gently rolls over so she was on top, she slowly slipped off his shirt. There make out session was cut short because of a phone call.
Stella grunted and picked her cell up, "Hey Lindsay."
"Good morning Stell, how's Mac doing?"
She sat up, "He's doing fine, but you caught us at a bad time."
"Oh, I'm really sorry. Do you want me to leave you two… alone?"
"No, I need to be heading to work anyway."
"Oh, thanks what I wanted to talk about."
"I'm listening," she got up and went in the living room, leaving Mac lost.
"You should be taking care of your future husband, after my shift I'll bring Lucie over."
"No Lindsay, I need stuff to do anyway."
"Like what?"
"I was going to find a bigger place for me and Mac…"
"OMG, you're actually moving into a bigger place?"
"Yeah, because this place is too small to raise kids, and I want this to kind of be my wedding present to him."
"Stella, there's this place in our apartment building one floor above ours, it's near us, and it's pretty big."
"Really, okay here's the deal, I come to work and after our shift I will come to your place to look at the apartment and pick up Lucie."
"Okay Stella, it's a deal, see you in thirty minutes?"
"Yeah, but if I'm a little late… you know why," she smiled.
"Okay, see you soon," she replied and they both hung up at the same time.
This is going to be a great idea.
She came back in the bedroom, and sat next to Mac.
"What was that all about?"
"Women talk, you don't want to hear about it… I'm going to get ready for work."
"In five minutes you will," he smiled pulling her close, and continue with their make out session.