CSI:NY - "The Younger Generation"

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When Mac got home he found Anya in his wife's arms.

"Anya, sweetheart. I want you to come with me."

"Where dad? Where are we going?"

"Back to the Hospital Anya. Michael needs you. He loves you very much, and needs your help to help your son heal."

Reaching out his hand, Anya took it.

"I'll be back soon love. Wait up."

Nodding her agreement they left. When they arrived Mac opened MJ's door and gave Anya a little shove. Lifting his head Michael seen her with tears in her eyes. Not saying a word. He walked over, took her in his arms and walked her to the bed.

"Forgive me Anya. I never meant to make you feel so lost. Please forgive me."

Leaning over the bed Anya kissed MJ on the head. Then nearing his ear he whispered...

"Come home to us MJ. Mommy and daddy need you to come home."

Watching the family for a few more minutes Mac left. Arriving back home he found his wife cuddled up in front of the fireplace with Caroline, Tyler and Michelle.

Picking up his daughter he carried her upstairs. Then came back down for Caroline. Once he had the girls nestled in he picked up Tyler and placed him in Michael's old room leaving on the nightlight.

Walking back into the den he picked up his sleeping wife and carried her to the couch. Laying her across his lap he just held her as he watched the flames dance in the fireplace. Wondering to himself how much more pain his family was going to have to go through before it all ended.

"Mmmac...you're back. How's MJ?"

"He's still the same love. No change. But Anya's there now, they'll be alright."

"What's your honest opinion Mac. Do you think our grandson will pull through and make a full recovery?"

"I'm not sure love. The longer he stays in that state, the worse the outcome will be. The doctors just aren't sure how much blood was stopped from entering the brain during that four minutes. All we can do is pray that he will be."

"I know. But you seem so lost Mac. Is there more I should know?"

Caressing his wife's hair, he whispered....

"No love. I've told you everything about MJ. It's all a waiting game now love. How about we try and get some sleep?"

Walking upstairs hand in hand they turned off the lights, changed, climbed into bed and prayed that MJ would soon wake.

Over at the Messer's they were trying to get Lindsay to settle down.

"Lindsay, wake up love. Lindsay, wake up."

"Noooooooooooooo...come back MJ. Don't leave me. MJjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj..." she screamed.

"Lindsay...wake up now."

Waking from her dream she gripped her dad.

"Please daddy I need to see MJ. Please daddy now. He's leaving me. He said he's not coming back. Please daddy."

"Lindsay stop this. MJ is fine. I talked to Michael a few minutes ago. MJ is still stable."

"NO daddy. He's not. Please daddy. Now!!!!!"

"Okay Lindsay. Get dressed."

Calling Mac he woke him.

"Hello."

"Mac it's Danny. I'm heading over to the Hospital with Lindsay. She woke up from a nightmare. She keeps saying that Mj came to say good-bye to her. That he wasn't coming back. I'm sure it's nothing but a dream. But she's begging to see him."

"Okay Danny. I'll meet you there. Bye."

"Mac!! What's going on?"

"I'm not sure love. Lindsay dreamed that MJ came to her in her sleep and told her good bye that he wasn't coming back."

Stella teared up.

"This is turning into a nightmare Mac. I want to be there."

"I know sweetheart. I'd love nothing more then to bring you with me. But someone has to stay with our grandbabies and daughter."

"Fine!!! But don't let him say good bye Mac. Make him fight. And call me immediatly."

"I will love. I promise. Like I said it was most likely just a dream."

Pulling on his clothes, Mac headed out while Stella called Mackenzie and Eric. When he arrived he found Michael, Anya, Danny and Lindsay in the hall. Looking in the room they seen him working on his grandson.

"Dad...you can't go in there. Dad!!!!"

Grabbing Lindsay by the hand he pulled her in with him.

"Listen to me Lindsay, you make him fight. You hear me. You scream to him, tell him to come home. Do it now Lindsay."

"You can't be in here, get out."

"Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiichael....Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiichael. Please Michael I need you, please come back Michael."

Running up to the bed, the doctors grabbed her but not before she touched MJ's hand with her teardrops.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep......"

"We got a beat. He's stablizing. He's back."
 
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Wow...you're quick tonight GNRF:guffaw:. I can't keep up with you:guffaw::lol:

Thanks for the Feedback. I shall try and have the next chapter up soon. ;)
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Once they had him fully stablized they allowed Lindsay to stay with him.

"Please doctor. How much more can my sons body take? This can't be at all good for his heart or his brain."

"I'm not sure Michael. We are going to run a few more tests in the morning. We want to make sure there isn't something else going on within him. I will say this much though. Your son has amazing will to survive. Anyone coming back after two flatlines is near impossible. Your son has had his fourth. If he lives, It will certainly be a new one for us. We'll be back shortly to check on him."

"Michael exactly what happened after I left?"

"I'm not sure dad. One minute we were whispering to him, and then out of the blue the monitors went off and he flatlined again. I need to get back in there."

"Hold on a little bit son. Let Lindsay talk to him for a while. It might be good for MJ. Let's go get a coffee. Danny will keep an eye on her."

Mac could tell he didn't want to leave. But he also knew Michael needed a break, he had been there since the morning. Heading down to the Coffee Shop Danny kept his eye on the kids. Watching through the glass he seen Lindsay take MJ's hand.

"MJ I kow you can hear me. I miss you MJ. I miss you so much. I want you to wake up soon MJ. You can't leave me alone. I don't know how I'll want to go on without you. Please Michael. Come home."

Laying her head on the bed, she fell into sleep while holding his hand.

Coming back up they found Danny in tears.

"What's wrong Danny? What happened?"

"Nothin man. Look."

Looking through the glass they seen Lindsay sound asleep with her head on MJ's bed.

"I should wake her. she can't be very comfortable."

"Just leave her Michael. Let her sleep."

Nodding his agreement, Michael walked back in and sat beside the kids as he took his sons other hand.

"Why don't you head home Mac. I'll stay with Lindsay."

"Okay Danny. Call me if anything changes."

"I will Mac. Try and rest. Give Stella a hug for me."

Leaving the Hospital for the second time that night. Mac hoped to hell MJ would finally heal.

Once he got home he found his wife with a coffee in her hand.

"How is he Mac?"

Wrapping her in his arms he whispered....

"He crashed again love. But they brought him back again. Though in my mind it was Lindsay who brought him back. As soon as he heard her voice he came back."

Stella didn't find that strange at all. For they were a very close family. A family so tightly bound together with the strongest love.

"So what happens now Mac?"

"They are going to do a few tests in the morning. Just to make sure they're not missing something. I'm afraid the rest of the healing process is up to our grandbaby."

Finishing up their coffee they headed back to bed.

Over at the Delko's Eric was having problems getting Mackenzie to settle down. She was so emotionally upset that she couldn't stop shaking. Leaving Eric to think she may be in shock. Being really concerned for their child he knew he had no choice but to call his mother.

"Hello."

"Hi mom. I'm sorry to wake you."

"It's okay Eric we were already up. MJ had another attack a little while ago. They managed to revive him again."

"God I'm sorry mom. Listen I'm really concerned about Mac. I can't get her to calm down. She's shiver, crying, and breathing heavy. I've tried everything."

"Hold on. Okay. Give the phone to her."

Eric placed the phone by her ear. As she heard her dad sing her song her shiver slowed. Wrapping her tighter Eric just held her as Mac kept singing. It must have been a half hour later she fully stopped and fell into sleep.

"She's sleeping dad. You can stop now."

"Okay son. Are you going to be okay? I know this is stressful for all of us but you need to make sure Mackenzie stays calm."

"I will dad. I can't sleep anyway. I'll just keep holding her and our child who's still kicking up a storm."

"That's normal Eric. He's tuned into her pain. He can feel what she feels. Try humming to him. That might help."

"Okay dad. Night."

"Night son."

Hanging up the phone Eric placed his head on his son and hummed to him. After a few more kicks their child fell into sleep allowing Eric a few hours rest.
 
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That was a good chapter. Lindsay falling asleep with her head on MJ's bed and Mac singing to Mackenzie and Eric humming to the baby. so sweet. :)
 
While Lindsay continued sleeping with her head on MJ's bed, Michael left the room to wake Danny.

"Hey Danny. Why don't you go home. I'll keep Lindsay here with me. You need to get some rest."

"What about you Mike. When are you going to rest?"

"I don't know Danny. Soon as MJ wakes."

"Listen Mike. It could be a few days before he wakes. You know that. You're going to have to keep up your strength. Maybe you should have your dad come in for a bit. Or Mackenzie."

"I can't put Mackenzie through that. She's pregnant. Last thing I need is her becoming ill and losing the baby."

"Look Mike. You go home and at least change. I'll stay with the kids till you get back."

"I don't know Danny. I don't want to leave."

"I know man. But please. At least go home and change. You'll feel better and more alert."

"Hey Danno. Michael how's MJ?"

"Still the same Don. No change."

"I'm sorry. I spoke with Eric, he said that he's on his way in so you can take a break."

"Can everyone just stop telling me to take a break. If this was your child would you leave him? Well would you?"

Breaking into tears, Danny held him.

"Okay man. It's okay. I'll go home and get some clothes for you. I'll even check on your family. Come on Mike, stay strong."

Michael was so tired. He was so worn from watching, praying, asking his son to wake. God the fustration he felt was coming to the surface. Letting go of Danny he walked back into his sons room.

"What do you think Danno?"

"I don't know Donnie. I really don't know. He's dead on his feet. This isn't at all good for his health or his sons. Anyways, I'll be back soon. Take care of him till Eric gets here."

At the Delko house Eric was trying his best to leave.

"Please daddy. I need to come. I'm old enough. He's our cousin. Please take me with you dad."

"I'm sorry Peanut. I would if he was awake. But he's still in a coma. I'm sorry you're not coming."

"This isn't fair dad. Its really not. I ha....."

"Sara, don't you dare say it. Your father is right. I know that's hard not to see your cousin. But I need you here with me. I haven't been feeling well all night. Your sisters are out, and I can't be alone."

Eric was worried. He had no idea Mackenzie was still feeling ill.

"Why didn't you tell me Mac. You should have told me."

"I didn't want you to worry Eric. It's just a little nausea. I'll be fine. You need to give Michael a rest. Sara and I will be fine."

"Listen to me Sara. If mommy gets to sick you call me right away okay? Promise me Sara."

"I promise dad. I'll call you."

"Thank you Peanut. And I promise you as soon as MJ wakes I'll take you to see him."

Kissing her dad on the cheek, he left.

"Do you need me to get you anything mom?"

"Just help me to the sofa Sara. Then I need you to call nana, okay."

"Okay mom. I'll call her."

Helping her mother lay down, she called her nana to come over.
 
When Stella arrived she sat down beside her daughter.

"What's the matter sweetie?"

"I'm really not sure mom. Something don't feel right. My stomach hurts really bad. At first I thought I had the flu, but now I don't know. The pressure is really bad. Like something is pushing against my stomach."

"Could the baby be moving into position maybe?"

"I'm not sure mom. I'm still one month month away. Besides that. None of my children were early. I've also never had complications."

"Maybe it would be a good idea to call your OBGYN and see if she can see you today. If not. Ask her to schedual an Ultrasound."

While Mackenzie laid straight out her mom massaged her tummy while she called her doctor. Stella had a feeling everything was okay. For she could feel the baby rippling against her hand. But she also knew to be safe, they should have Mackenzie checked.

"Okay mom. This afternoon at two. Can you come with me?"

"Sure love. I'll just call Don to watch the girls. As I think he's the only one available at the moment."

"Thanks mom. I really appreciate this."

"No thanks needed love. This is what mothers do. Just rest now."

Back at the Hospital Eric finally arrived and found Danny holding Lindsay in his arms.

"Hey Danny. Any change yet?"

"Nah man. Nothing. I've tried talking Michael into going home but he wouldn't budge. So I ran to his place and checked the family before coming back with his clothes. Anya said she'd be up this afternoon with the kids."

"Good I think the more family around the better. How are you doing Lindsay?"

"Not good Uncle Eric. I miss him. I wish he'd wake up."

"I know sweetheart. Just stay positive, he'll wake soon. He's a Taylor. And as grandpa says. Taylor's don't give up."

Giving Lindsay a little hug, Eric headed in to MJ's room to see Michael.

"Hey bro. How's he doing?"

"Still the same. The doctor said he'll be having his scan shortly. We managed to get through the rest of night without any episodes."

"That's great. Hopefully it means he's on his way to recovering."

"I hope so to Eric. Though at times he feels so cold. Then at other times he's warm. Almost like he's here but not here."

"That's just his body temperature fluxuating. I wouldnt worry. He's got no infection, so he should be fine. Give him time to recover. He's had one hell of a couple days. Why don't we go get something to eat. Here they come for him."

"Sure Eric. I just need to give him a kiss. I'll be right here son when you get back. I promise son. I love you."

As they wheeled the bed down Michael collapsed onto the floor.

"Michael!!!! Danny get the doctor."

Running down the hall Eric stayed with Michael trying to wake him.

"Come on Michael, wake up. Michael...."

"What happened to him?"

"I'm not sure. I think he's exhasted."

"Okay get him on the bed over there."

After checking his vitals and starting fluid IV, he came around.

"Oww..my head. What happened?"

"You collapsed Michael. The doctor said you are dehydrated, and exhasted. Just stay where you are."

"NO. I need to get back to MJ."

"Michael stop. Look to your left. He;'s right beside you. The doctor said his scan looked good. No infection, and the lung is healing nicely. he also said MJ is out of the time period for another attack. Do you understand Michael. He's healing fine. So just lay back and rest."

"Then why isn't he awake?"

"As the doctor said it's going to take time. You've been up for 48 hours straight. Have a sleep. I'll be here when you wake."

Turning on his side. Michael watched his son before falling into sleep.
 
As the week passed MJ still didn't wake. Leaving his family to wonder if he ever would. Sitting in his room Anya read to him while he slept. Trying desperately to ignore the damn machines that were beeping around her.

"Hey sweetheart, how's he doing?"

"Still the same Michael. I can't stand the damn beeping. Sometimes I wonder if he's ever coming back, or if we are making him suffer."

"How can you say that Anya. The doctors say he's alive. His brainwaves are functioning. He's just having trouble waking up."

"Did you ever think he don't want to wake. Maybe he wants to go."

Michael knew Anya was frustrated. He just never realized how much till now.

"Look Anya go home. Your negativity is doing my son no good. How dare you say he should die. What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Oh..your son. Now he's your son. Fine. Make him suffer more. Keep him on the life support. But you're the one that's cruel Michael. Not me."

"Get out Anya. Get out now!!!"

*Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep,beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep,beeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.*

"Get the doctor Anya. Hurry it looks like he's seizing. Hurry Anya."

While Michael watched in horror and fear the doctors came running in with the crash cart and paddles.

"You're going to have to wait outside."

Standing outside watching from the window Michael slammed his hands against the glass.

"If my son dies Anya, it's your fault. I'll hate you for the rest of my life."

Mac walked in and heard Michaels words.

"What the hell are you saying Michael? What's going on?"

"I don't know dad. It looked like a seizure to me. But I can't be sure. The doctors are with him now."

"Okay. Just calm down a little Michael. I'd like to know why you said those things to Anya?"

"She thinks we should let Michael go. She thinks we are making him suffer by keeping him alive."

Mac gave Anya a pained look.

"Why Anya?"

"I don't know. I mean look at him. He's not alive. The machines are keeping him that way. Did you ever think all these attacks he's having our signs that he wants to go?"

"No I don't. They are signs that he's trying to fight. To survive."

"You keep telling yourself that Mac. Keep telling your family the same thing. Cause I tell you this much. When it does come time to let him go. I won't be here. I can no longer watch you all make him suffer."

Leaving the Hospital she didn't look back.

"You okay son?"

"No dad. I really don't understand Anya's hurtful words."

"I don't think she meant it in a way to hurt you, or to hurt MJ. Everyone has different opinions on life Michael. Not everyone believes in life support, or machines to keep the body alive. What I do know is that Anya loves you, as much as she loves MJ. So to her he's suffering. Even though we know he's trying to fight his way home."

"I don't get it dad. He's been fine for the last few days. Now he's back to having attacks."

"Did you ever think he heard you and Anya arguing. Maybe it was his way of trying to get you two to stop."

"I hope you're right dad. I really do."

Wrapping his arm around his son shoulder they watched the doctors work on MJ.
 
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