Come What May, a crossover rp #2

Mac tried to get his bearings, but he still felt like going back to sleep, which wasn't an option now with everyone around the bed. "Hey" he said when Stella came to him. "I'm okay, a little weak but not bad." He added a hello to Don and Danny. "The results aren't in yet...whoa, slow down a little, Flack."

"Somehow I've got a feeling I'm going to be a newspaper story tomorrow....I can see it now. 'Local bass player collapses on club stage'...not to mention ruining my evening with Stella. And no smart remarks...you'll be doing enough of those later" He laughed a little. "It was my night at the club, and I was playing...Stella was there and things were great, and then I start feeling funny between sets. I guess it was lucky we weren't in the middle of a song." He sighed.

"The doctor says I flatlined once...they're working on results ASAP but I've got a feeling surgery's in my future."
 
Danny nodded as he listened to Mac, "I'm sorry, Bossman" he smirked at him.
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Stella ran her hand over Mac's, "It's okay sweetie" and kissed his forehead. She didn't want him to feel guilty over something that was out of his control.
 
Mac laughed at Danny's comment.

"I know" he told Stella. "I'll still get to make it up. In lots of fun ways" he grinned at her, still in that sort of high stage of post-anesthesia for a bit.
 
Flack, pressed a hand to his face. Was it him or was he the only one stressed out over what happened? "Not funny.." he muttered with a sigh. Heart attacks and strokes were a big deal, most seemed to pop up at fifty, but Mac having a heart attack seemed out of the ordinary. Flack soon ran his hand through his short hair. "Can I get ya anythin' Mac?" he offered.
 
Mac noticed it too. "You do know I won't let you forget that, Messer" he commented. "Danny said aww..." To Flack, he said "no thanks, not right now. Thanks for asking though." His eyes showed that he was truly concerned about his condition even though he was joking a bit trying to lighten his mood.
 
Danny glanced back at Flack, before looking at Mac, pointing a finger at him, "You didn't hear anything"
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Stella chuckled, and winked at Mac, "I think Danny said Aww, don't you?"

Danny pointed at her, "No you didn't"
 
Danny leaned in closer, "Old man, you didn't hear anything" pointing a finger at him.

Stella rolled her eyes, and kissed Mac's forhead, before sitting back down in her chair, holding his hand.
 
Flack looked at the three for a moment before sighing and shaking his head. "Danny, you got three witnesses saying they heard you say 'aww', give it up," Flack shot with a smirk.
 
"I'm not old...just because my heart's doing strange things doesn't make me old. I'll be back in shape in no time." Mac smirked.
 
Danny looked around and pointed at each of them, "I'll deny it, say you been taking happy pills, and dreamt it all up" he smirked at them, and tried to take Mac's mind off of everything.
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Stella patted Mac's arm, She hoped he was right, that he'd be back and everything will be fine, she glanced at Flack, hoping he'd agree to that.
 
"It'll be okay...I'll get whatever medical stuf I need and get better...I'm not leaving you, I promise" he smiled at Stella.
 
Stella nodded, and closed her eyes, keeping the tears from forming, and held his hand tighter and brought it up to her chest, holding it there.
 
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