When Stella got back into the house, she found Mac at the table whiter than a sheet and shaking uncontrolaby.
"Mac", "Mac". "Look at me Mac".
Nothing no response , no look, no emotion.
"God damn it Mac" , said Stella , as she slapped him across the face.
That did it, as he looked at her.
"God Stella, I could have killed them"? said Mac in response.
"Christ Mac, don't scare me like that again". "You didn't shoot them, you have to much control to even think you could".
Mac was still shaking , as Stella walked over and took his hands in hers.
"It's okay Mac". "The kids are fine, I sent them over to "H"s.
"I swear Stella, those two are going to be the death of me".
"Shh!!! "It's okay Mac, just relax, and calm down".
Meanwhile....
HJr could still hear Claire crying in the next room over. Getting up he went into his mom and dad's room.
"Dad"? called HJr.
"What is it son, is something wrong"?
"I can hear Claire crying, could I please go comfort her, I'll leave the door open".
"Sure son, that's fine, I'll see you in the morning".
HJr opened the door to Claire's room, walked over to the bed and climbed in beside her.
"Shh!!! "It's okay Claire, I'm here with you". "Try and sleep".
"You should leave HJr, we've caused enough problems tonight".
"It's okay, dad knows I'm here with you". "I told him"
Knowing that he knew, Claire wrapped herself up in Hjr's warmth.
Meanwhile.....
Brandon was having trouble getting Marisol to behave again.
"Come on sweetheart, we'll be married next week". "Please stop grinding me".
"But I love you Brad, your scent, your heat, your hug.............."
Covering her mouth, "Don't you dare say it Marisol".
Getting sneaky Marisol bit the hand that covered her face.
"Owww!!!! "Damn you Marisol", "Why did you do that"?
Turning in his arms she grabbed his face and shoved her tongue in his mouth . Try as he might he couldn't break her hold. then he realized she could have had him anytime she wanted, because she had all that training behind her. Knowing she was to strong, he finally gave in. Just as they were getting into it, the phone rang.
"Thank God for small miracles", said Brad to himself.
"Hello"! said Brad. *talking* "I understand, I'll be right there".
"What's the matter Brad"?
"I've got to get over too the Hospital, they just rushed in a burn victim".
"Oh my God"!!! "Drive careful hun", "I'll see you later". "I love you".
"I love you too sweetheart, lock the door behind me".
Once Brad left Marisol was freaking out. She didn't want to be left alone, she could still see the guys face. Knowing she couldn't call her dad again, because he was so tired and had already been there, she called her Uncle Mac.
*Phone rings*
"Hello"!! said Stella.
"Auntie Stella, is Uncle Mac there"?
"Sure sweetheart, everything okay"?
"Not really, I'm just a little upset, it's a long story".
"sure, hold on love"? "Mac, it's Marisol".
Mac had just gotten his senses back a few minutes ago, and wondered what the hell was going on now.
"Hey Marisol, what is it sweetheart"?
"I'm scared Uncle Mac, really scared".
"About what"? "What did he do to you Marisol"?
"What"? "No". "I just need to see you Uncle Mac, it's a long story, and I'm all alone, and scared", and poor daddy is so tired, from being here before".
Mac couldn't understand what she was talking about.
"Okay Marisol, I'll be there as soon as I can".
"What's the matter Mac"?
"I'm not sure love, Marisol said she was scared". "I'll call you when I get there".
"Should I call "H" and Calleigh"?
"Not yet love, wait till I find out what's going on". Kissing his wife he left.
Once Mac got to Brad's condo,Marisol ran into his arms.
"Oh thank you for coming Uncle Mac".
"You're welcome, now can you tell me what's going on, and where's Brad"?
"He got a call in, for a burn victim, and I had another vision earlier, a bad one dad". "I seen a guy who was kidnapping women and hanging them upside down by their ankles". "Dad brought over a sketch artist and we got a picture of the guy, but I keep seeing him Uncle Mac, and I can't sleep, and poor daddy is so tired".
"Okay sweetheart". "So what you're telling me is that we have a new sicko on our hands"? "One that you seen, and fully described".
"That's right, and now I can't sleep, I keep seeing him". "I hate these damn visions, why won't they leave again"?
"Come here sweetheart".
Marisol walked over and sat on her Uncle's knee. Curling up under his chin, with her hands wrapped around his neck, "I love you Uncle Mac", she fell asleep".
Mac thought back to how much he missed holding her. She was always his special Angel, he and Calleigh would never concider her a mistake. She was made out of what could have been, all those years ago in the Lab.
"To many secrets Taylor", he said to himself. He knew this was one secret, he, and Calleigh, would take to the grave. At that moment Brad walked in.
"Mac"!! "What's the matter". he asked ,when he seen Marisol in his arms.
"She was scared, she wanted someone with her".
"I wish she had of told me". "I wouldn't have left".
"She wouldn't do that, she'd make you go".
"Listen then, now that I have you here, I've been checking out on the internet trying to find ways to help her with the headaches she gets after an episode, but I can't find anything".
"I know, neither could we". "But the funny thing was she grew out of them, never had another, until the night of the accident".
"Wow, that's really strange". "Makes me wonder if she could train herself, to turn them off".
"Never thought of that", might be worth checking into it Brad". "Marisol, wake up love", Brad's here".