CSI:NY...Don't forget to say Good-bye

When Don went downstairs to grab his coat. He seen Danny's locker. Opening it he realized they hadn't cleaned it out yet. Seeing Danny's glasses, he smiled...remembering back to when he got his contacts.

Watching from the door Mac could see the pain across his face. Grabbing a box Mac took it over and helped Don clear out Danny's stuff. Then closing it up, they took one last look and walked out.

"Come on Don...let's go get Jess. She's at my place."

"What's she doing there Mac?"

"Stella said she was worried about you. This is your first night without Danny with us. She just needed some company."

When they to Mac's place they found their wives in bed with Mitch between them wide awake.

"Hey..my son. What are you still doing up?"

Picking him up he held him close while inhaling his scent.

"Daddy missed you sooo much. I love you Mitch."

Mitch loved his daddy's hugs, as he snuggled in closer allowing his daddy to cuddle him.

"Jess...Jess...wake up love."

"Mmm...Donnie...hi...how was the case. Did you get the suspect?"

"Not yet Jess. Though we have alot of evidence to follow."

"That's good. Kissing his lips...she felt the cold."

"Brrr...it must be freezing out there."

"It is Jess. Let's go home."

Leaving out the door Mac and Stella smiled. It was so sweet the way Don was caressing his wife.

Over at Sheldon's he came home to an empty apartment. Reading the note it said....

"My darling Sheldon....

I had a call from the stork, I'll be home as soon as I can. Love Bren."

Smiling Sheldon headed to kitchen for a snack. Opening the fridge he noticed some cheese manicotti left over from last night. Heating it in the microwave he sat with a glass of milk.

Just as he was about to take the first bite he heard the door open.

"Hey Hon...is that you?"

"Mhmm..mmm something smells good Sheldon, what are you eating?"

"The left over Manicotti...want some?"

"Hmm..no...well...maybe just a bite."

Giving her a fork full she ate it. Mmm...second thought. Getting a plate she took two of his three Manicotti's.

"Hey...I thought you didn't want any?"

Laughing she sat down on his knee.

"Sheldon..."

"Mhmm.."

"Are you really happy about our baby?"

"What!!! Of course. Were is this coming from Bren. I'm more then happy. Why?"

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leaned her head against his shoulder.

"Bren...what's going on? Please talk to me."

"It's nothing Sheldon. Honest...just one of those difficult decisions with a birth mother, that's all."

"Did you want to talk it about."

Raising her head she looked into his eyes.

"I'd rather you love me. Please..."

Putting his dish in the sink, he took her by the hand and led her to their room.
 
The following morning the young girl unlocked her door, heading out to work. As she turned to lock it, he pushed her inside. Covering her mouth so she couldn''t scream he tossed her onto the bed.

Tearing, shredding at her clothes As she closed her eyes in fear he placed the knife under her throat.

"Open your eyes and watch...open them. Everytime you close them I'm going to slice you...understand?"

Nodding her head she felt the heat of his hand...sobbing into her gag she could feel herself become ill. God all she wanted to do was die. slowly her eyes closed...and that's when she felt the slice.

Trying to scream out...she couldn't. The only thing she felt was her vomit choking her against the gag...she knew she was going to die before he finished...and all she could do was thank God.

Looking up into her eyes he noticed she wasn't breathing.

"Noooooooooooooo....you're not supposed to die. Not until I take your life. Daaaaaaaaaaaamn...this isn't how it's supposed to be."

Hearing the yell of a male next door startled the husband and wife from sleep.

"You here that Thomas? It's coming from Hanna's apartment. Hanna never has boys over. Maybe we should go check on her."

"Alright...calm down."

Throwing on his robe he head over next door. Knocking on the door he could hear footsteps, then silence.

"Hanna?? Hanna...it's Thomas. Are you okay?"

Finding the door unlocked he walked in. Seeing things scattered around the floor he walked towards the bedroom.

"Good God...Hanna...Hanna..."

Running out he picked up the phone and called the Police.

When Mac, Don, Sheldon and Adam arrived on scene they knew it wasn't good.

"First of all I want all you Officers to remove your shoes. Then wait outside. You have blood all over the soles."

Heading towards the entrance they removed them and walked out in their socks.

"Adam...start collecting any trace from their shoes."

"Okay...umm...sure Mac."

Walking into the bedroom Sheldon took out his BT and checked TOD.

"God Mac....not more then half an hour ago."

Nodding that he understood he followed the blood trail that lead to the window. Looking down, he seen what looked like a piece of torn skin.

"What have you got Mac?"

"I think it's the suspects skin. I can't be sure till we get it back to the lab."

With the scene processed, and the body removed. Mac headed over to anaylize the skin.
 
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While Mac was in his Office Sheldon came running in.

"We got a hit Mac...Harold Gannon. He has three previous charges for sexual assault. He was released two weeks ago. I've found an address for him. he's staying at the New York City Rescue Mission 90 Lafayette Street."

Grabbing his jacket, they headed out the door. Hearing the sirens in front of the Mission Harold took off out the back door of the kitchen. Seeing the Officers coming towards him he climed the escape ladder to the roof.

Trying the door, he found it locked. Knowing he was trapped, he banged on the door hoping someone would hear him.

Sitting on the stairs the little boy heard the banging coming from the roof. His mommy had told him he wasn't to play up there. but she didn't say he couldn't let someone in.

Climbing the stairs he pushed the handle down as he heard Officers yell...

"Freeze Harold....don't move."

Grabbing up the child he hugged him to his chest. Then walking backwards he neared the ledge. Mac and Don froze. They knew if they startled Harold he would jump with the child in his arms.

"Listen to me Harold. I'm Det.Mac Taylor. We can talk about this. We can work something out....just put down the child."

"Noooooooo....I ain't going back to jail. I'll kill the boy with me if you come any further. I have nothing to lose now."

Mac seen Sheldon sneaking up behind the suspect from the fire escape stairs. Carefully reaching the top, Sheldon quietly stepped behind Harold, and tackled him to the ground, with the child sandwiched between them.

Running over Mac cuffed Harold while Sheldon checked the little boy.

"I want my mommy.....mooooooooooommy..."

"Shh...it's okay. Let's get you back to your mommy."

As Sheldon headed downstairs with the boy the mother ran out.

"Gavin....oh God...Gavin."

"It's okay maam....he's fine."

After explaining the situation to the mother. Mac and Sheldon headed back to NYPD.

"Hell of a day...eh Mac?"

"You can say that again. Thank God it's over, and everything worked out. You're quite a hero Sheldon."

"Naaaah....all in a days work Mac."

Slapping his back, they laughed.

With Harold safely put away, Mac, Sheldon, and Don decided to head home.

"I think we need some relief Mac. How about your place tonight. Sheldon and I will bring the movies. You and Stel handle the snacks."

"Sound like an idea. But no love stories. Grab a couple oldies."

"Hmm...what did you have mind Mac?"

"Oh...maybe some Impostor and Miracle...."

Don laughed...."we'll see what we can do. See ya Mac."

When Mac got in the door Mitch rolled towards him in his walker. Reaching his arms in the air he giggled for daddy to pick him up.

"Heeeeeey.....there's my little man. How goes it?"

Bouncing up and down on his daddy's hip, Mac carried him to the kitchen.

"Hi Stel."

"Hi....bout time. I hear we are having guests tonight?"

"We are. Uncle Don...Uncle Sheldon...and your Aunties."

Mitch clapped his hands, and laid his head on his daddy's shoulder.
 
When company arrived Mac placed Mitch on the floor while he answered the door.

"Bout time...what took you two so long? And where's Sheldon and Brenda?"

"They won't be coming. Brenda got called back to the Hospital for the stork and Sheldon drove her."

"So he's not coming over at all?"

"Nope...he's going to wait for her to finish. But he said he'll call you tomorrow."

As they walked into the living room Mac heard Mitch crying. Running over he seen Bonkers had his sons soother in his mouth.

"Bonkers....No....bad dog. Bonkers no."

As Mac went to grab for the soother bonkers picked it up again and ran with it. Watching his daddy chase the the puppy caused Mitch to giggle. He thought his daddy was the funniest chasing the puppy across the floors.

Don put down the snacks infront of Mitch on the floor while he helped Mac. Bad mistake that...for Mitch seen the bright shinny red bags glistening. Sliding his way over on his tummy...he pulled at one of the bags until he had it out on the floor.

Not knowing what it was..he had to admit he liked the crinkling noise it made as he squeezed it. No longer interested in his daddy and Uncle's persuit of his soother, he began gumming the bag.

*Pop*

Hearing the bag of chips pop from the pressure of the air scared Mitch as he began screaming. Coming out of the kitchen Stella and Jess seen the potato chips all over Mitch, and the floor.

"Maaaaaaaaaaac....weren't you watching. Who left the chips on the floor?"

Turning to the sound of her voice...Bonkers seen the chips. Dropping the soother he ran over and began cleaning them off Mitch's tummy, causing him to laugh and giggle.

"Jeeez Stel....no I didn't. Concidering I've been spending the last ten minutes with Don trying to get Mitch's soother from that idiot dog."

Picking his nephew up before Bonkers thought he was a chip, he carried him to the couch and sat down.

"Hey Mitch...did you have fun?"

Gurgling out sounds he looked at his Uncle all wide eyed as he bounced up and down on him. With the mess cleaned up Stella reached for her son.

"Alright Mitch....say goodnight to everyone."

No way...Mitch didn't want to go to bed. He wanted to stay up and play. Throwing back his back he screamed...

"Shh....come on Mitch....here..here's your soother. Shh....."

Not wanting it, he threw it down on the ground again while continuing to scream.

"Just leave him up for a bit Stel. He doesn't want to go to bed yet."

"Listen Mac....I'm the one who gets up with him in the middle of night. He needs to stay on his schedule, otherwise he becomes cranky, like he is now."

"He's cranky love because you are trying to put him to bed."

Mitch was watching his mom and dad argue over his sleeping habits. Which he had to admit he liked...cause he got to stay up longer.

"Ummm...not to interrupt or anything. But have you both noticed Mitch has stopped screaming."

"So....what does that have to do with anything Don?"

"He knows Mac....he's smart that boy of yours. The more you two argue, the longer he gets to stay up."

"You're crazy Don...babies don't think like that."

"If you say so Mac. Just look at his face. His expression shows it all."

Mac decided to test Don's theory.

"Come on Mitch...bedtime."

As Mac went to take his son he screamed again.

"Mac....leave him up...he's not tired."

Watching as they began to argue....they both noticed Mitch had stopped his temper.

"Huh...sneaky little imp."

Laughing everyone couldn't agree more.
 
With bed time obviously not happening for Mitch. He sat quietly on his Uncle's lap playing with his keys.

"Alright..seeing we didn't get the movies. What rerun are we going to watch?"

"Hmm..how about a Christmas one? I love Christmas movies."

"There's an idea. I have....It's a wonderful life and Scrooge with Alister Simms."

"Oh yay...let's watch both."

Placing the movie in the DVD player Stella heard the knock on the door.

"Hey Stella....umm...I talked to Sheldon. Err...hmm..he told me you guys were watching movies. So I brought Pizza."

Stella laughed. Adam was so sweet.

"Come on in Adam...we're all in the den."

"Hey.....Adam. Have a seat."

"Thanks Mac....hey Mitch...what are you still doing up?"

Stretching out his arms Adam reached for him.

"He only wants you cause you have Pizza and he likes gumming the crust."

Mac smirked..."put the horns in Don. You have to share the Mitch'man."

With the movie starting Adam leaned back against the couch with Mitch in his arms.

"Stella....I think he's sleeping."

"Aww...he is Adam. I'll take him."

Leaving the room Stella changed him into his jammies, turned on his nightlight, whispered her love and left the room.

In the Maternity Ward Sheldon was having fun holding all the babies.

"Sheldon Hawkes....look at you. I haven't seen you for years. Still hiding under the ME rock?"

"Nope...I'm in the field now. I gave up the ME part of it. So how's life treating you Frank?"

"It's good. My wife and I had our third child. My oldest daughter just got married, and my second oldest son just graduated with Honors."

"Wow...sounds like you've all been doing great."

"We have. So how about you? You married yet?"

"Engaged...soon to be married though to Brenda. So we've planned on a small ceremony in Feburary."

"Nice...you have yourself a wonderful fiance there Sheldon. Hold onto her tight."

"Oh I plan too. You can count on that."

"Hey Sheldon....you ready to go?"

"Hi Bren, yeah. See you around Frank."

"Sure thing Sheldon. Take care Brenda."

"You too Frank. I didn't know you knew Frank... Sheldon?"

"Just a little. We did one year together. He was alright. Little rough around the edges, but he seemed smart."

"I don't know about smart. He's had three confrontations with other doctors. There's been talk of having him removed from the Hospital."

"You're kidding."

"Wish I was. Though I can understand the Hospital's concerns too."

Sheldon knew there was a story to be told here. But he also knew it was best to wait till they got home.
 
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