CSI:NY - "The Younger Generation"

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I so didn't expect that kind of argument between Michael and Anya. And I think Mac's right, MJ was trying to get them to stop fighting.
 
"Excuse me Mr.Taylor?"

"Yes doctor? How's my son?"

"He's better. What you seen wasn't a seizure. His lungs were trying to breathe on their own. This is a great sign. So what we've done is lowered the pressure on the life support from a hundred percent to fifty percent. Your son is now breathing comfortably at this level. I'll be back later to check on him and lower the pressure again. This will continue until he's fully able to breathe on his own."

"Will he wake soon? Once his lungs are functioning fully. Will he wake?"

"That we can't honestly say Mr.Taylor. Time will tell. Let's just take one miracle at a time."

Nodding that he understood the doctor left.

"Oh God dad this is amazing news."

Embracing his father, he held tight and cried.

"Come on son. Michael...calm down."

"I'm trying dad. I'm just so happy. I knew he'd come back to us. I just knew."

Mac knew his son was only listening to the good part of the conversation. He also knew that even though MJ would soon be breathing on his own, it didn't mean he would wake.

"Listen son. You get back in there. I'm going to call mom and let her know."

"Okay dad. Can you call Anya too dad? Just to let her know."

"Sure son. I'll do that."

Watching Michael run back into the room, he turned and walked away.

Meanwhile....

Anya was getting lunch ready for Caroline and Tyler when the phone rang.

"Hello."

"Anya it's Natalia. We've just heard from Mac. It seems MJ is begining to breathe on his own. They've lowered the pressure on his life support. Isn't this great news?"

"Wow. Yeah. That's wonderful. I'll be sure to head back over when I finish feeding the kids."

"Anya?? Are you okay?"

"I'll be fine Nat. Don't worry. I'm just a little tired."

"You sure? You don't sound at all happy."

"Listen Nat. I have to go. I'll talk to you soon. Bye."

Hanging up the phone Natalia turned to Danny.

"There's something wrong with Anya."

"Like what Nat?"

"I'm not sure. She was really quiet. Withdrawn. She didn't show any excitment at all to the news. In fact she sounded distant."

"Hmm..Why don't I take you over there before I drop Lindsay off to see MJ."

"You don't mind. I know you have get back to work."

"Don't worry bout me. I'll be fine. Just get ready. I'll meet you in the Hummer."

Rushing to get her coat. Nat hoped her sister was okay.
 
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Back at the Hospital the doctors were lowering the pressure on MJ's breathing apparatus. As Mac and Eric watched they all stood around Michael holding him.

"Dr.Baters what are we down to now?"

"We're at twenty five and he's doing fine. Let's try for ten please."

Turning the asperator down again everything remained normal.

"That's it Dr.Baters. He seems fine. Should we remove the tube?"

"Yes. On my count...one, two, three, pull."

Once they had the tube out, they monitored his breathing for the next several minutes.

"Okay. Let's get him comfortable. Then let the family in."

"How is he doctor. Please tell me something."

"Calm down Michael. He's fully breathing on his own. Everything looks good. He'll be monitored from the front desk if we see any signs of relapse he will be put back on the support."

"I understand doctor. Thank you so much."

"Like I said before Michael. Don't thank me. Your son has a very strong will to live. I'll be back later to check on him. You can all see him now."

When everyone entered the room they noticed how swollen his lips and tongue were.

"Don't panic Michael. That's normal. It's caused from the tubing."

"I know dad. He looks so peaceful. Where's Anya?"

"Umm..They should be here soon."

"Is everything okay?"

"I don't know Michael. I think so. Anyways what's the first thing you're going to do when MJ wakes up?"

Mac knew he was changing the subject. But it needed to be done for now.

While Anya finished the dishes she heard the doorbell ring.

"Caroline let in Auntie."

"Okay mom. Hi Auntie. Mom's in the kitchen. She's been acting really funny. She told us to leave her alone for a while. But we were supposed to go see MJ, but I don't think we will be now. It's not fair. He's my brother and I want to see him."

"Hold on. Danny!!!!"

"What??"

"Take Caroline with you. She wants to see her brother."

"Okay. Come on kiddo. Hop in."

"Thanks Uncle Danny. I really miss him."

"I know you do kiddo. I'm sure he's missing all of us too."

Once they pulled out of the driveway Nat went into the kitchen where she found Anya crying.

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

"Everything. The awful things I said. The hurtful words I gave to Michael in front of our son. I didn't mean too. I honestly didn't. I just can't take those damn machines breathing in and out for him. God he has to be in pain."

"Anya slow down. What things did you say?"

"I told Michael MJ would be better off if we took him off the support. That we were causing him more pain by keeping him alive. That maybe all these attacks he's been having is his way of saying he wants to go. Then MJ had another attack. Some kind of seizure or something. I caused it Anya. I could have killed our son.

And poor Mac. I could see the pain in his eyes with my hurtful words as I told him to keep on lying to his family like that. Giving them all false hope. Then I walked out."

"Oh Anya. Sometimes I just don't understand you. What gets into you sometimes? Everyone has different beliefs. For them Michael fighting against the machines is way of trying to come home. You have to be strong with their beliefs. For they are very strong. That's the one thing I learned very quickly. Taylor's don't know the meaning of giving up.

But I can tell you this much. they don't hate you for what you said. In fact I know Mac well enough that he understands your point of view. None of them are going to hold that against you. You've got to go back and face them Anya."

"I don't know if I can Nat. It was awful. I was so mean. But it's just I'm so tired."

"When was your last check up with the doctor Anya?"

"I don't know. I don't remember."

"Maybe you should book one. So you go do that now. Then we'll go to the Hospital."

Nodding her agreement she called the doctor.
 
With the family gathered around MJ Mac pulled his wife aside.

"Sweetheart. Have you heard from Anya?"

"No. Why?"

Taking her hand he lead her into the hall.

"Seems we had a breakdown with Anya. She was very upset. She feels that Michael should have let MJ die. Don't look at me like that Stella. Just listen."

"Fine. But that is not something any mother should say."

"I know love. That's just it. It was out of the normal for Anya. our whole conversation with her was like talking to someone on the outside. Now maybe it was the stress of the situation, or the machines, I don't know. All I do know is there is something wrong with our daughter law."

"Hmm...Is she coming back today?"

"I don't know love. Danny called me from his cell. He has Caroline with him, and Nat stayed to talk with Anya."

"Hi nana, hi papa."

"Hey there's my sweet Caroline."

"Papa, you say that all the time. But I love you for it."

"I know you do. Is your mom coming back up?"

"I don't know papa. She's cranky. She's snapping at everyone. I don't know what's wrong with her."

"Is she sick Caroline. Especially in the mornings?"

"I don't know nana. I wasn't up yet when she got home. Can I go see MJ now?"

"Sure love. You go ahead with Lindsay. I want to talk to Danny."

"Don't ask Stel. Cause I don't know. There must be something, for Nat to be concerned. Looks like we may just have to wait."

The Delko home.

"Mom. What time are we leaving? Everyone is there but us."

"I know Sara I'm sorry. Give me a minute. Where's your sisters?"

"They're waiting in the car. Come on mom."

Coming down the stairs she felt the dizziness it her again. Sitting on the stair she gripped the railing.

"MOM!!! You okay??"

"I'm fine Sara. Help me up."

Taking her moms hand she helped her down the stairs.

"You want me to call daddy or nana?"

"No Sara. I'm fine. Let me grab my coat and we'll go."

Arriving at the Hospital Mac noticed his little girl looked ill.

"What's wrong with you baby girl? And don't you dare say nothing?"

"It's just the baby dad. He's giving me fits."

"He?? So..you finally believe your old dad."

"You're not old daddy. Especially after what mom told me you did to her that night we went out to the bar."

"You told our daughter???"

"I didn't give her details Mac. I just told her you went all tarzan on me."

"You my love are bad. And as for you young lady I thought mom took you for that check up?"

"She did daddy. Stop worrying. The OBG says everything is good. Now... I want to go see my nephew."

Waddling away Michael seen her and helped her over to the bed.

"How's he doing Michael?"

"Good sis. He's breathing on his own, his color is coming back. I just know he's going to wake soon. I can feel it sis."

"I know bro. I believe you."

Waddling up to the bed she sat beside MJ took his hand and placed it on her tummy as the baby kicked.

"You feel that MJ? Feel those kicks. That's your baby cousin waiting to play with you. Waiting to have you teach him baseball, football, all kinds of sports. So you need to wake soon MJ. Cause we all need you home with us."

Bending down she kissed his warm head. While keeping his hand on her tummy so he could continue to feel the baby ripple through her. Watching through the glass Mac leaned into his wife and whispered...

"Think he feels the baby love?"

"Yeah. I know he does Mac."

Still holding each other they watched their children and grandchildren talk around MJ.
 
When Anya arrived she took a deep breath before stepping off the elevator. Nearing the room she seen Mac and Stella wrapped in each others arms watching their family.

"Hey Mac. How's Michael?"

"Hi Nat. He's much better. Why don't you go have a look at him. Anya, Michael's been waiting for you. You should go in too."

Watching her tear up Mac understood she was sorry.

"Go ahead Anya. We'll all talk later."

Walking into the room Natalia stood beside Danny and Lindsay. Turning around Michael seen Anya with tears. Reaching out his hand she took it as he wrapped her into his side, kissing her head.

Laying MJ's hand back on his bed Mackenzie tried to get up as the wave of dizziness hit her hard. Feeling herself begin to fall Eric grabbed her in time.

"Mac...Mac wake up."

"Christ Eric, is she okay?"

"No. Get some doctors in here now. Hurry."

"How many months along is your wife?"

"She's eight months. But she seen Dr.Seven last week she said everything was fine."

"We need to do some tests. We're going to transfer her up to the Maternity Ward. If you'd like to follow us."

As Eric waited with the girls and Mac. He began to panic.

"Come on son. Calm down. Let's just wait and see what's going on."

"Mr.Delko."

"Yes. How's my wife?"

"She seems to be fine. We're not sure why she passed out. All her tests came back normal. If we were to make a diagnosis right now I'd say it's all stress, but that's just guessing. Mr.Delko if we may we'd like to keep your wife here for a few days and run some different tests. Has she had alot of ups and downs?

"Ups and downs?? Stress?? She has plenty of that right now with our nephew in your ICU, plus the kids at home, and her recent pregnancy now. I imagine her hormons would be high too with the baby. So yeah I'd say her stress is high. why? Do you think it's all stress related?"

"It could be. If you feel more comfortable taking her home that's fine to. For she seems to be fine."

"Yeah. I think I'd prefer to have her at home. I'll take the next few days off. That way I can be sure she rests."

"That sounds good. I'm sure once she has the baby, and her hormons return to normal she'll be her usual self again."

"Thanks for everything doctor."

"You're welcome. Good luck Mr.Delko. Looks like you are going to be a very busy father over the next few days with your six girls."

"Yeah. Yeah. You got that right."

Smiling, he walked in and helped his wife dress.
 
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With Mackenzie dressed they headed back downstaris with the family.

"Where is everyone Eric?"

"I'm not sure. Dad?"

"I think they're in the Conference room. We had a problem with Anya today. She's most likely ready to talk."

"Problem? What problem dad?"

"You never mind Mackenzie. You, Eric and the girls can stay and take care of MJ while I head in there."

"But dad..."

"I said no. You have enough on your mind without adding more."

Walking back into MJ's room she sat beside him on his bed again.

"You hear that MJ. Nothing has changed out here. Your grandpa is still stubborn. So listen MJ. If you happen to see Calleigh and Horatio on your travels say hi. And don't forget to say hi to King and Kong Sr." She giggled.

Taking his hand again, she placed it back on her tummy.

"I think he likes you MJ. Everytime I say your name he ripples. I know you can feel him. I think you two are going to be really close. Whenever you decide to come home. You are coming home. Know why?? Cause you can't leave me here with all these nuts. I need to have you with me. can I cuddle with you?"

She knew she wasn't getting any answers. But she also knew he could hear every word she was saying. Laying herself beside him, on her side, she began giggling....

"This bed was definetely not built for two."

Meanwhile in the Conference room the family was seated around the table with silence. Hearing the door open Eric walked in.

"I thought I told you to stay with MJ and Mackenzie?"

"I did dad. They are sound asleep together. I put up the side bar so Mackenzie won't fall off."

"Awww..that's so sweet. I take it the doctor said she was fine?"

"She did mom. They all seem to think it's stress. So what is the family gathering for again?"

"It's for me Eric. I said some very hurtful things today to Michael, and to Mac. Things that I feel myself are unforgivable."

Eric looked pained as he sat.

"Then shouldn't it be between you, Michael and dad?"

"No. I figure with all of you here maybe we could all talk about how we're feeling instead of holding it all in. Pretending we're all strong."

"Okay then fire away Anya."

"I've been under alot of strain lately. I'm not sure what from. But at times I feel I can't cope with my family, my life, those around me I care about. Then other times every little sound, or noise annoys me, causing me to become angry, or hurtful to those I love. I never meant to hurt you Michael by saying MJ would be better if we let him go. I'm so sorry I hurt you with my words, it wasn't my intention to come out sounding so cold."

"I understand that Anya. I also understand your beliefs are different from ours. I know that. I accept that. I'm more concerned with you. Your health, your feeling of hurt and anger you're having. I think that is what we all need to focus on. Finding out what is going on with you. I love you Anya. Even on your bad days. When is your appointment?"

"Tuesday morning."

"Then we'll go together. I want to be there with you every step of the way."

Anya cried. she thought for sure Michael would be unforgiving with the words she had said.

"I'm really sorry to you too Mac. I didn't mean to hurt you with saying you were giving your family false hope. I know you're not. I just hope you can..."

"I do Anya. Michaels right. The most important thing is getting you better. That is something we will all do as family once we find out what's wrong."

Getting up Mac took her into his arms as the rest of the family gathered around just holding her tight. Letting her know that they were all there for her when the time came.

Back in MJ's room Mackenzie could feel warm fingers wrap around her hand that was resting on MJ's chest. Slowly opening her eyes she seen him staring at her. Tearing up she croaked out....

"MJ??? MJ you're awake...."
 
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