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

At home Mac and Stella were getting ready to meet the gang for the Christmas Parade. Dressing Mitch in his snowsuit he became cranky, and hot.

"What's the matter with him Mac?"

"I don't know love. I think he may be hot."

Walking in Stella tried not to yell...Mac had Mitch looking like a good year blimp.

"Mac...what is under that snowsuit?"

"Just two sweaters, two pair of pants, three pair of socks. I don't want him to get cold love. We are going to be outside for a while."

"For goodness sakes Mac...the only thing he's going to do is combust."

Shoving Mac aside Stella tried to lift him...damn he felt like a paperweight. Taking off the snowsuit, Stella then removed the two sweaters, two pair of pants, and two pair of the socks.

"Aww....look at my little Mitch...what did daddy do to you? Look at you all sweaty and wet."

Sitting up, Mitch gurgled out some words at his mommy.

"Is that right Mitch? Daddy did that to you?"

Gurgling out again, Stella laughed.

"Aww...you're not nice daddy. He said you tried to cook him, like that little boy on Christmas Story."

Mac gave her a look of whatever, as he slipped on his boots. Taking over the chore of redressing Mitch he giggled at his mommy's smart hands as they played Itsy Bitsy on his tummy.

"Alright....all dressed and ready to go. Let's go pick up Uncle Don, Auntie Jess, your cousin Danny, Uncle Sheldon, Auntie Brenda, and Uncle Adam."

"Must you go through the list each time we leave the house Stel?"

"Oh quiet Mac...or I'll have Santa bring you nothing but a Christmas smack on your bum."

Mitch giggled...he wasn't sure what was funny. But most times mommy was...so he laughed as she walked into the kitchen leaving him with daddy.

Bending down to his level...Mac whispered....trader."

Giggling again Mitch called out...."daaaaaaaaaaada..."

"Stel....Stel...did you hear that?"

"Hear what Mac?"

"Say it again son...say dada."

Looking at his dad he said...."maaaaaaama..."

"Oh that's funny Mac. Really funny."

"But sweetheart...I swear he said dada. Honest Stel."

Picking up their son, they headed out the door. Arriving at the Flack's they were already ready to go.

"Aww...look at him, he's getting so big Jess. Hi li'l Danny...look at you all snuggled in."

"Come on Stel. Let them get him into the carseat. Else we'll miss the Parade."

"Oh for goodness sakes Mac. You're such a Grinch today."

With the Flack's all strapped in they headed over to their last stop....the Hawkes.
 
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When they arrived at the Parade they stood mid center away from the entery gate.

"Mac...why here? Isn't it kind of far from the start?"

"That's the idea Stel. The last thing we need is to get trampled by a bunch of kids screaming when Santa goes by."

"Auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh....auuuuuuuuuuuuuughhhhhhhh..."

"You mean like that Mac? What's going on."

"Stay here with the kids. Sheldon, Don let's go."

Running to the entrance way Mac yelled..."NYPD...what's the problem?"

"Someone killed Santa....oh God...look at him."

As they looked at Santa Don ordered the staff to get the children outside.

"Christ Mac...who the hell would do that."

Mac thought to himself that this was a message of some kind. The victim was plunged straight through the horn of the dinosaur.

"I don't know. Sheldon run to the car and grab the kits. Then stop by the girls and tell them to head home with the kids."

"Sure Mac. Don call in for some backup. We are going to need help releasing Santa from the float. Then have your men not allow anyone to leave till we question them."

"What about the kids Mac?"

"The kids can go to the play area. The adults and staff from the Parade have to stay."

When Sheldon had the kits he found the girls.

"Sheldon...what's going on?"

"We need you girls to head back to the house. Someone murdered the Santa. We'll try and get back as soon as we can."

"Oh....this is horrible...who would do such a thing?"

"That's what we need to find out. Get home safe girls."

"Alright men....on my count....one, two, three."

Lifting the Santa they finally got him down. Placing him on the ground Mac noticed something suspicious. The body felt real, looked real, but it wasn't...it was a life like resemblence to a real human.

"Hold it..."

"What is it Mac?"

"I think this someones idea of a cruel and sick hoax."

Looking closer Sheldon realized it too.

"Hmm...reminds me of that case we did not to long ago with those Silicone dolls Mac. This Santa is made from the same stuff."

"Question now remains. Was this a message for someone? Or just someones idea of scaring innocent children? And if this is supposed to Santa...where's the real one?"

"I guess that's something we will have to figure out as we go along. I'll start processing the dinosaur Mac."

With Sheldon searching for prints, Mac questioned the witnesses.

"Excuse me...are you the coordinator?"

"I am...what is going on here?"

"That's what we are trying to figure out. So let's start with you telling me where I can find your Santa, that would be riding the float?"

"I don't know where he is. His name is Doug Prude."

"Did he check in this morning?"

"Hmm...no...he's not on the list."

"Do you have an address on him?"

"We do. 1445 East 12th street."

"Thank you. Hawkes....let's go. We need to check out an address."

"Okay Mac. You going to be okay Adam?"

"I'll be fine. I'm almost finished here."

When they arrived at the apartment they found the door slightly ajar. Opening it with caution, they seen Doug on the ground dressed as Santa with a bullet through his head.

"Well....I guess we found our real Santa Mac. Now just to figure out the rest of the puzzle."

"We will Sheldon...everything is connected one way or another."
 
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Once they had everything back at the lab. Sheldon and Adam started processing while Mac headed down to see Sid.

"What have you got for me Sid?"

"Not alot Mac. I can tell you your Santa didn't struggle. In fact he most likely knew the person who shot him. he also didn't suffer."

"Did you get the bullet Sid?"

"I already send it to Adam, he's working on it. Hey Mac..about the silicone Santa you found...what do you think?"

"I'm not sure...there has to be a connection there. It's just a matter of figuring out the who, and why's of it. Anyways...I'll see you later Sid."

"Mac...we found something? There was a print on the bullet, so I ran it through and it came up with a name...Brandon Green. He has three prior arrests for aggrivated assaut."

"Okay...I'll have don bring him in."

When Don brought brandon into interrogation he told him not to move as Mac walked in.

"I'm Det.Taylor...I'd like to ask you a few questions about the victim Doug Prude."

"What about him? The guy was a bum. Never did anything for anyone. Do you know he played Santa for three years in a row. Three years. That should have been my job. I filed for that job years before he did. But did they chose me? No...instead they chose that fat bastard cause he didn't need to be stuffed."

Don looked at Mac.

"Is this your confession? Are you confessing to us?"

"What the hell do you think. That I'm sitting here for the fun of it. Yes I killed him, yes I found pleasure in that. And do you want to know why? Cause if I can't be Santa...either can he."

"Do you have any idea the kind of trauma you've caused those children that were in that parade? those kids will have to live the nigthmare for years."

"Oh come on. It wasn't even a real Santa. It was God damn silicone. I'm sure their parents will explain to them that it was a joke. I bought one of those life like dolls and dressed it up as Santa. My way of telling that damn coordinator this is what she gets for not hire me."

"Get this piece of garbage out of my sight."

Leaving the room with Mac shook his head...Damn New York is full of sick nuts.

When the guys got back to Mac's they noticed the girls had dinner ready.

"Did you get the case solved Mac?"

"We did. It seems our murderer killed the victim because he was chosen for the role of Santa, instead of him."

"Aww..you're kidding. All those children who had to see that. I'm telling you Mac this world is becoming very scary. It leaves me with great concerns for what our children will be brought into when they are old enough to understand."

"I know love. But with our understanding, love, and nurtuing they'll be fine."

I hope you're right Mac. I truely do."
 
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After dinner everyone left for home.

"Do you need help with the dishes love?"

"No..I'm fine. If you want you can bath Mitch. I think he's still wearing some of his supper."

"Let's go little man. Tubby time."

Running the bathwater, Mac tested it, then put in his little doughnut.

"Not much longer son, and you won't need this anymore. Do you know why?"

Listening to his daddy...dada....dada..daaaaada.."

"Huh...Mitch...you said it again. Now how am I going to trick you into saying it for mommy?"

Placing him in the tub, Mitch splashed around his hands laughing as the water splashed his face.

"Hey Mitch...look what daddy has. Do you see Mr.Turtle? He's coming back to get the Mitchman."

Watching his daddy be silly was funny. Did daddy not realize that he had seen that turtle squirt him before.

"Hmm..not working anymore...is it son?"

"Dada...eee...dada."

Stella was just coming into the bathroom when she heard Mitch say dada. Not wanting to make it easy for Mac. She decided to tease him again.

"Hey Mitch...hey daddy. Having fun."

"How long you been standing there Stel? did you hear Mitch say dada?"

"Hmm..no. Hey Mitch...say dada."

Looking at his mommy he giggled..."mama...eee...mama."

"I give up Stel. Everytime he says dada, you are never here to hear him. I don't get it?"

"Aww...daddy needs a hug. Come here daddy."

Getting up Stella wrapped Mac tightly in her arms as Mitch watched.

"Dada...eee..dada...mama...mama."

"Did you hear that love? He said it...you heard him, right?"

"I did Mac. I actually heard five minutes ago before I walked in."

"What? You....that's it Stel."

Picking her up she squeeled....

"Don't Mac...Mac...don't you dare."

Mitch was giggling. It was funny the way daddy was jiggling mommy in his arms. Nearing the water Mac tossed her in on her bum. Then picking up his son he turned on the shower and left her there.

"Aaaaaah...Mac Taylor...when I get out of here. You're going to get it."

"Of course love. I'll look forward to it."

Over at the Flack's Don was desperately trying to handle putting on Danny's pajama's. Jess had got called into work leaving him to look after their son.

"Listen Danno....I need you to cooperate with daddy. Try and keep your feet still. Please Danno...help daddy."

Danny had no clue what his father was talking about. All he knew was that he discovered these funny little things on his foot.

"Yes Danno....those are your toes...let's try something else son."

Picking him up in his arms he placed him across his knee on his tummy. Then slipping his little feet into the sleeper, he finally got them on.

"Yay...we did it son. Look at that. You and daddy did it."

Reaching for the warm bottle of formula. Don wrapped Danny in his arms, and fed him to sleep.
 
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:lol: loved Mac putting Stella in the shower, he knoes he's gonna pay but like you said he'll enjoy it :lol: Loved Don at the end :D
 
:lol: at Mac putting Stella in the shower. haha. She's gonna get him good for that one.

Aww at Don and baby Danno. :)

I love how you write what the baby is thinking. :)
 
The following morning Stella recieved a call for a crime scene. Not wanting to wake Mac she left him a note and headed out to help Sheldon and Adam.

Waking up Mac noticed the side of the bed was cold. Wondering where his wife wandered off to he checked the kitchen, where he found the note.

"Mac, got a call for a crime scene. be home soon. Have fun with Mitch. Love Stel."

Mac wasn't impressed, how dare she take the scene. That was his scene, she was supposed to be on ML. Looking at the calender Mac noticed it was her last day of maternity leave. Even still...she shouldn't have taken the call.

"Daaaaaaaada..."came the loud call from his sons room.

"Morning little monkey. How are you?"

Reaching for his daddy Mac lifted him into his arms. Looking in his drawer for his clothes he noticed Mitch still had no decent colors.

"You know what my boy? We are going to have breakfast, then go shopping. You know why? Cause you need some new clothes Mitch...some cool jeans and tee's."

Mitch bounced up and down. Placing him on the ground he crawled out into the hall.

"Wait for daddy son. Maybe we should call Uncle Don and see if he and Danny want to come."

"Hello."

"Hey Don, it's Mac. I take it Jess is at the crime scene with Stella?"

"Yeah...as soon as she heard Stella was going to be working the case... she wanted it."

"These wives of ours just don't know how to stay put."

"You can say that again."

"Anyways I'm taking Mitch shopping for some jeans and tee's. Did you and Danny want to come?"

"Sure...why not. Father and baby's day out sound good to me. I'll see you soon."

When they arrived at the Mall they headed to Just Kids clothing store. Walking around the lanes Mac noticed baby black jeans and white tee's.

"Don....look at these. Who do these remind you of?"

Mitch was watching his daddy's expression. He sure looked like a mommy who enjoyed shopping. Even Uncle Don was acting all gaa gaa over the clothes.

Don smirked. He knew Mac was talking about himself.

"What do you think Mitch? You like these?"

Mitch thought to himself..."what are you asking me for? I'm just the kid."

"He likes them Mac...look at his expression."

After paying for the clothes the boy's decided to have lunch. sitting at the table Mac grabbed a highchair for Mitch. After seating him in it he left him with Don while he got the food.

Coming back to the table Mac noticed all these young teenage girls around Don and the kids. Watching Don's expression he could tell he was enjoying all these hot young girls going googoo over the babies.

"Excuse me..."

As the young girl looked up at Mac. She roamed her eyes down his body, and back up to his thick neck, and handsom eyes. Sliding herself up, she deliberatly grinded herself against him. Then taking her finger she slid it down his cheek and neck.

"Mmm..sorry. Im Beth....and this gorgeous little man is yours?"

Mac couldn't find his thoughts. This girl could have been no more seventeen, yet she was teasing Mac insanely. While Don watched he couldn't help but soak it all in. These young girls still found them hot. Talk about a boost to the old ego.

"Ehemm...ehemmm..."

Feeling the tap on his shoulder he turned and seen Stella with Jess.

"Hi sweetheart. You're here."

"Umm...excuse me. Do you mind taking your paws of my husband."

"Oh...sure..no problem. See ya round handsom."

Walking away with her friends Mitch giggled. For he knew it was going to be fun to see his daddy and Uncle Don work the mommy's with their explanations.
 
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