CSI:NY - "The Younger Generation"

Status
Not open for further replies.
While the girls were still tending to their papa, the doorbell rang.

"Hey Stella, how go's it?"

"Hi guys. Come on in. Oh..,.look at Lindsey, has she ever grown."

"Thanks Stel. Where's Mac?"

"He's in the den, the girls are nursing his head. He bumped it while looking for the family video." She laughed.

Nat smiled.

"Wow. Look at that, she does still smile. As Danny kissed Nat smartly. Get her to do more of Stel, please."

Walking into the den with Lindsey, Stella asked Nat...

"What's going on Nat?"

"Nothing Stella, don't worry, everything's fine."

"No it's not. I know you well enough to know when something is wrong. You're still not thinking about that trial are you? It's over and done with. Why are you still upset. I know it's hard, but you have to move on, not only for Lindsey, but for your marriage too."

"I know Stella, can we talk about it later, please?"

"Sure, just promise me you'll have fun tonight."

"I will."

"Nana, papa, we are here."

"There's my other grandbabies. How are you?"

"Good nana, where's papa?"

"Umm...he's being sucked up by your cousins, he banged his head on a cabinet."

"Aww, poor papa, I'll go see him."

Taking off into the room, Michael asked his mom...

"What happened to dad?"

"He decided to look for the family night tape, got caught and banged his head."

Anya howled.

"It's not funny Anya, and you best remember what I told you."

Kissing her, Michael headed into the den.

"Did you bring it Anya?"

"I did mom, it's right here."

"Oh...this is going to be great, come on you can help me with snacks."

*Ding Dong*

"That must be Flack, Sheldon and family. They said they were all coming together."

"You go ahead mom, I'll let them in."

"Thanks honey, appriciate it."

Once they had the snacks out, Stella noticed Eric still wasn't there yet.

"Sweetheart, where's Eric?"

"I'm not sure mom, he said he'd be here shortly. Danny do you know?"

Danny knew he wasn't supposed to talk about the case tonight.

"Yeah, he said he had some paperwork to finish up."

"Hmm...I'm going to call him."

"Delko."

"Eric...where are you?"

"I'm on my way Mackenzie, I should be there within five minutes."

"Okay, I love you."

"I love you too sweetheart."

Hanging up the phone, Mackenzie heard Danny....

"Wow, that's some bump there Mac. I'm surprised it didn't knock you out cold."

Looking at his wife with that sinister look he said...

"Yeah, me too."

"Don't look at me like that Taylor. you brought it on yourself."

"Well if you and your daughter would stop making home movies, maybe I'd have nothing to look for."

"Hah...come on dad, quit being a baby."

"You think so Michael. Just wait till your wife gets you on video, then we will see how you feel."

"Anya wouldn't do that, we've already discussed it. Right love?"

Knowing it was better to say nothing, she just smiled, and popped another pastry into her mouth.
 
As they waited for Eric, the kids were getting bored.

"Come on papa, can't we watch the movies now."

"Yeah papa. Why's we have to wait?"

"I'm here." Yelled Eric from the door.

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaady."

Running into her daddy's arms Sara kissed him.

"I missed you daddy."

"I missed you too. Where's mommy?"

"She's getting more ice for papa's head."

"Papa's head? What happened to papa?"

"He was looking for the video, and nana caught him and he banged his head." *She giggled*

Eric laughed, as he walked into the den.

"Owww....Jes dad, I'm surprised that didn't knock you out."

"Yeah!! It's all Stella's fault." As he pouted at his wife.

"Uhuh.." she laughed. Are you hungry Eric?"

"Not really mom, but thanks."

Walking out into the kitchen, Eric seen his wife bending over the fridge. Sneaking up behind her, he wrapped his arms around her and kissed her nape.

"Hey beautiful."

"Mmm...bout time you got here."

"Shh...kiss me, I've missed you."

Turning to face her husband, Mackenzie softly, but sensually kissed him. Falling into their own world, they didn't see MJ walk in.

"Ewww...gross."

Running from the kitchen MJ yelled.....

"Auntie and Uncle our drooling all over each other again. Make them stop papa."

Listening from the kitchen, they began to laugh.

"To be continued love?"

"Mmm..tonight, after the movies."

The smile dropped from Eric's face.

"You did, didn't you?"

"Hmm? I don't know what your talking about." She giggled.

"Ohhhh....why is it always dad and I. Why can't you and mom poke fun at the rest of the family?"

"Oh don't worry, Michael will be getting his shortly."

"You're kidding. Anya got Michael?"

"She did. From what I understand my brother likes to sing Macho Man in front of the mirror in his underwear."

Laughing insanely Eric said....

"Then let's go. This I got to see."

"
 
As everyone sat down, Stella put in the first video. As it began to play Mackenzie couldn't help but giggle.

"What's so funny Mac? It hasn't even started yet," said Danny.

"She's laughing cause she knows what's coming."

As the video played they noticed the park. Then as the video moved along they seen Mac and Eric hanging from the tree upside down with leaves in their hair.

"Oh my God...fits of laughter could be heard. Oh Mac, look at you, you're covered in leaves, and why is it you and Eric always end up on top of each other?"

"How the hell should I know."

Playing along further they came to the night Eric was talking to Sara.

"Sara, there is no such thing as monsters, or ghosts."

"Yes daddy, there is. They's under my bed, you have to get them out."

"Okay fine. Daddy will do the Swoosh-Away-Dance for you, and chase them out the window."

As Eric began dancing around the bed, and on top of the bed, he began chanting....

"Oggle boogle spirits and monsters be gone, I swoosh you out the window, and tell you to be gone."

Everyone was howling, for here was Eric, kicking his legs and swinging his arms in the air, at imaginary ghosts and monsters.

"Haha, I'm glad you are all finding this funny."

"Christ Eric, you look like one of our druggies on a bad trip, Oh God my stomach hurts, look at him go. Look at his eyes, they look like they are going to come out of there sockets. And what the hell are you swinging at?"

"The Ghosts, okay. The damn ghosts, now can it."

Still laughing from the antics of Eric, the video moved on to the day the girls were giving their papa a hard time.

"Look Shannon, their we's are. Look at papa, he's got on our pink bows."

"Come on girls, get dressed for papa," said Mac as he tried to get them to co-operate. "Steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeellla."

"You bellowed Mac."

As everyone laughed at Mac covered in little bows and pink frillies, as he yelled for Stella, Danny, Flack, and Michael said in fits of laughter.....

"Oh Christ, I always knew there was something funny about you Mac. Look at you, you like one of those TeleTubbies, what was the ones name who carried the purse all the time?"

"Tinky Winky Uncle Danny, member, we watched it at your place."

"That's right Sara," he said laughing.

Moving along they came to the tea party that Mac had with his granddaughters.

"No papa, you have to stick out the baby finger, like this see."

Everyone howled, for here was Mac spilling tea down his shirt cause the little cup was to small for his mouth.

"No papa, that's bad. Now you haves to go to bed."

As everyone watched they couldn't contain their laughter.

"Here's your teddy papa, now be a good boy and go's to sleep."

Watching Mac suckle his thumb like a baby, brought more then tears to everyones eyes, as they almost peed themselves laughing.

"Oh christ, that was classic. Hold the next video, I need to go to the bathroom," howled Flack.

"Is that all you two can ever say, pouted Mac. Thanks alot Stel, you told me we wouldn't show that one."

"Oh no I didn't," she laughed.

Getting up she placed the next video into the VCR.

"Hurry up Flack, before you miss it."

When Flack sat back down, Stella said....

"This next video clip comes from Anya."

As Michael looked over at his wife with that sinister look that screamed his father, she tried her hardest not to laugh.

"Oh My God!!!!"

As everyone watched, they screamed in laughter, for here was Michael in front of the mirror in his hanes, wiggling his hips, his bum, and his assets while singing to the song Macho Man.

"Macho, Macho Man, I know I am the Macho Man. Macho Macho Man, there'll never be another who can beat my dance."

"Anya Taylor, how could you do this to me," pouted Michael.

Everyone was still in fits of laughter, as they watched Michael looking at himself in the mirror popping muscles.

"Hahaha....look at Uncle Michael dancing. You's funny Uncle Michael."

Eric and Mac laughed in hysterics, for they now knew the shoe was on the other foot. As the video ended, Stella, Anya, and Mackenzie stood up saying....

"Thank you for coming, tonights comedy series was brought to you by Taylor/Delko Video Corporation, when you care to show the very best of your partners antics."

"Haha, very funny you guys. Thanks, thanks alot."

"Don't worry Michael you'll get use to it," laughed Eric.

With another family night at its end, the girls served coffee, and refreshments.
 
Last edited:
Once everyone had left for the night, and Mackenzie was getting the girls to bed in the spare room, Eric decided it was time to talk to Mac.

"Dad, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure son. What is it?"

Pulling out the case file, he handed it to Mac.

"This is the case we've been working on with the young girls that have been brutaly murdered. It seems we are at a stand still with it. I was hoping you could have a look. Maybe you can see something we might have missed."

"Sure son. I'll have a look at it for you. Is there something else bothering you?"

"No dad. Everything else is good."

"Eric, hun. Sorry to bother you, but the girls are waiting to say goodnight to you."

"Okay sweetheart, I'm coming."

When Eric left the room, Mackenzie walked over and sat on her dads knee.

"What's that dad?"

"Oh. Nothing, just an old case file. So how's my little girl enjoying her new life?"

"It's wonderful daddy. Just as wonderful as sitting on your knee again, like I used to do when I was little."

Laying her head on her dads shoulder she began talking about Eric, not realizing he was listening.

"Eric is amazing daddy. He's caring, compassionate, sensitve, and so loving towards me and our girls. He treats your oldest grandbabies as if they are truely his. He makes me feel wonderful, and beautiful everyday. He always talks to me about everything, and never ignores us. Even on his toughest days, he comes home and plays with his daughters. I love him so much daddy. I've truely found happiness with Eric. And I hope I never lose him."

"I don't think you ever will Angel, that much I know for sure. For I see the love in his eyes everyday towards you and my grandbabies."

"Ehmmm...Am I interrupting."

"Not at all son, I was just heading up to bed. Sweetheart, I'll see you and Eric in the morning?"

"Okay daddy, I love you."

"I love you too."

Leaving Eric and his daughter alone, he headed upstairs with the case file.

"Mackenzie?"

"Yes Eric."

"Come here. I need you."

Walking towards her husband, she could feel and see the want in his eyes. She could see the love and sensual desire to love her.

"Eriiiiic!!!!" She sighed as she walked towards him.

Nearing his side, he very sensually wrapped her in his arms.

"Mackenzie Delko. I'm going to love you with heated passion, with beautiful erotic and emotional care. I'm going to have you seeing billions of Angels singing from above. All this I'm going to do for you Mackenzie Delko, because I love and cherish you."

Mackenzie could feel herself shiver from her husbands words as he sensually caressed his fingertips around her butt, causing her to moan in erotic pleasure.

"Please Eric. Don't tease me. I need you to love me now."

Picking his wife up in his arms, he carried her upstairs where he loved her, loved her so passionately, that Mackenzie did see an Angel. The Angel that was her husbands soul.
 
When Mac got upstairs, he headed into Michelle's room.

"Hey my precious Angel, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Uppy dada. Uppy."

Picking his daughter up in his arms, he walked her into his room.

"You know. You are spoiling her Mac. She needs to sleep in her own bed."

"Aww....come on Stel. It's just for a bit."

Stella smiled. How could she not. For Mac had done the same with all his children. In fact she couldn't remember one night, that one of their children were not in their bed.

"Hi mama." She smiled with two white teeth shinning through.

"Uhuh...Why aren't you sleeping?"

*Giggling*

"I don't see anything funny Michelle."

*Giggling again.*

"What's that in your hand Mac?"

"Oh...it's a case file from Eric. He needs me to look over it and see if I can find something they may have missed."

"Is that the one with the young girls?"

"Yeah. Seems they can't get a break in the case."

As he sat on the bed with his daughter in his arms, he began playing Itsy Bitsy Spider. Crawling his fingers up her tummy, Michelle let out deep fits of laughter.

"Look at her love. She looks more like you everyday."

"Flatterer, she laughed. Hmm...how about I put Michelle back to bed, and then we can go over it together."

"Dada, dada, daaaaaaaaaaaaaada."

"I'll take her sweetheart."

"Umm...NO!!!. I'll take her. The last few times you've taken her, you haven't returned."

"Come on Stel. Stel, come on."

"Nope. Say night to daddy."

After they left the room, Mac opened the case file and began to read.



Meanwhile....

Anya and Michael had finally gotten the kids to sleep. Heading into the kitchen Anya started a pot of coffee.

As Michael watched her from the kitchen door, he thought about much he wanted to concieve another child. A child that he and Anya could add to their already growing family.

Walking up to her quietly, he wrapped her in his arms, and began sensually caressing, and kissing her neck.

"What are you up too there Michael?" ,she sighed.

"I'm up to loving my wife. Anya, I want to have a baby. I want us to share the experience together. Please tell me you're ready Anya, don't deny me."

Turning in her husbands arms she whispered.....

"I could never deny you Michael. I would never want too. I love you Michael, and I'm more then ready to have our child. I can feel my body craving to be fed in your touch. Love me Michael, give me our child."

Turning off the coffee machine. Michael picked Anya up in his arms, and carried her upstairs. softly laying her on the bed, he began undressing her between her sighs, and soft sounds.

And as he moved within her, as soul met soul, they did concieve. Concieved in the passion, the warmth, the touch of their sensual love.
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top