MacsLovlyAngl
Head of the Graveyard Shift
This is a story on Mac and Calleigh, a couple who really never had a chance to discover what could have been. this story will be posted here under PG13, and on FF.Net. in NC17.
It was a warm Miami night, when Mac Taylor showed up at the Miami-Dade Lab to help Horatio with the Darius case. As he entered the Lab, he contacted the front desk, and asked them to page Lt.Caine. After waiting several minutes, he was greeted by a blonde beauty with a Southern accent. "Hi, I'm Calleigh Duquesne, Horatio sends his appologizes but he had to run out on a call". "That's okay, I'm Det. Mac Taylor, here to help on the Darius case". Taking her hand, Mac shook it. "If you'd like to come with me, I'll get you settled in Horatio's office, he should be back shortly. Following Calleigh down the hall, he couldn't help but notice how green her eyes were, along with her sexy long legs. "Excuse me Calleigh, but is there a restroom I may use. "Oh, of course, right here, you must be tired after your flight". "A little yes". "Okay than, when you come out, Horatio's office is the first door on your left". "Thanks Calleigh". "your welcome Det.taylor". "Just Mac is fine".
When Mac entered the washroom, the first thing he did was breathe a sigh of relief. "God...is she beautiful, I haven't felt this feeling in ages", Mac said to himself. After splashing water on his face, he reminded himself he was here to work on a case. Leaving the washroom, and entering Horatio's office, he could still smell Calleigh's perfume. "Mac....it's great to see you again", said Horatio, causing Mac to lose his train of thought. Getting up, Mac shook Horatio's hand, "It's great to see you too, how have you been"? "Not bad Mac, but I'll be alot better once we catch Darius". "I hear you Horatio, any clues as to his whereabouts yet"? "Not yet, I have my team on it". As they looked over notes and exchanged ideas, Horatio called Calleigh to come in. "Horatio... you need me"? "I do...he smiled, could you take Det.Taylor to his Hotel please, so he can get some rest, Mac I'll call you in the morning". "Sounds good, I'll talk to you then".
On the ride over to the Hotel, Calleigh asked Mac...."Is New York lovely this time of year"? "No..it's actually cold, have you never been to New York Calleigh". "Me...she said with a wide smile, no, never thought about it I guess". When they pulled up to the Hotel calleigh got out and walked Mac in. "Hello..I'm CSI Duquesne, you have a room booked for Det.Mac Taylor". "Yes....Room 405, just take the elevator's to your left". "Thank-you", said Calleigh, with her Southern smile. "Thanks Calleigh, I'll see you in the morning". Looking into Mac's eyes, Calleigh could see what looked like loneliness and sadness. "Listen Mac, if you find you can't sleep, here is my cellphone number, call me, and I'll show you Miami at night". Smiling Mac said...."I will, thanks again Calleigh". "You're welcome, night". "Night Calleigh.
When Mac entered his room, he noticed how quiet it was, he had always hated the silence, since Claire had died. Peeling off his clothes, he turned on the shower, and sprayed the hot water over his head, and sighed. Stepping out of the shower, Mac wrapped a warm towel around his waist, sat down and looked at Calleigh's number. "Call her , call her now", said the voice in his head. Picking up his phone, Mac dialed her number. "Duquesne". "Hi Calleigh it's Mac, I was wondering if it's not to late, could I take you up on your offer". "Sure....sounds great, I'll pick you up in an hour". "Sound good to me, see you than". Heading into the bathroom, Mac shaved, cologned and dressed in black jeans, with a black t-shirt. "There you go Mac....you look deadly tonight", he said to himself. Clicking off the bathroom light, he headed to the dresser and put away the rest of his clothes. *Knock, knock*. Answering the door, Mac's jaw almost dropped, for there was Calleigh dressed in black jeans, with a black t-shirt, and white overthrow shirt cover, and he had to admit, she looked deadly. "Wow....we match, she giggled". "We do, don't we, shall we go". "Of course, said Calleigh turning while Mac locked the door.
TBC........
It was a warm Miami night, when Mac Taylor showed up at the Miami-Dade Lab to help Horatio with the Darius case. As he entered the Lab, he contacted the front desk, and asked them to page Lt.Caine. After waiting several minutes, he was greeted by a blonde beauty with a Southern accent. "Hi, I'm Calleigh Duquesne, Horatio sends his appologizes but he had to run out on a call". "That's okay, I'm Det. Mac Taylor, here to help on the Darius case". Taking her hand, Mac shook it. "If you'd like to come with me, I'll get you settled in Horatio's office, he should be back shortly. Following Calleigh down the hall, he couldn't help but notice how green her eyes were, along with her sexy long legs. "Excuse me Calleigh, but is there a restroom I may use. "Oh, of course, right here, you must be tired after your flight". "A little yes". "Okay than, when you come out, Horatio's office is the first door on your left". "Thanks Calleigh". "your welcome Det.taylor". "Just Mac is fine".
When Mac entered the washroom, the first thing he did was breathe a sigh of relief. "God...is she beautiful, I haven't felt this feeling in ages", Mac said to himself. After splashing water on his face, he reminded himself he was here to work on a case. Leaving the washroom, and entering Horatio's office, he could still smell Calleigh's perfume. "Mac....it's great to see you again", said Horatio, causing Mac to lose his train of thought. Getting up, Mac shook Horatio's hand, "It's great to see you too, how have you been"? "Not bad Mac, but I'll be alot better once we catch Darius". "I hear you Horatio, any clues as to his whereabouts yet"? "Not yet, I have my team on it". As they looked over notes and exchanged ideas, Horatio called Calleigh to come in. "Horatio... you need me"? "I do...he smiled, could you take Det.Taylor to his Hotel please, so he can get some rest, Mac I'll call you in the morning". "Sounds good, I'll talk to you then".
On the ride over to the Hotel, Calleigh asked Mac...."Is New York lovely this time of year"? "No..it's actually cold, have you never been to New York Calleigh". "Me...she said with a wide smile, no, never thought about it I guess". When they pulled up to the Hotel calleigh got out and walked Mac in. "Hello..I'm CSI Duquesne, you have a room booked for Det.Mac Taylor". "Yes....Room 405, just take the elevator's to your left". "Thank-you", said Calleigh, with her Southern smile. "Thanks Calleigh, I'll see you in the morning". Looking into Mac's eyes, Calleigh could see what looked like loneliness and sadness. "Listen Mac, if you find you can't sleep, here is my cellphone number, call me, and I'll show you Miami at night". Smiling Mac said...."I will, thanks again Calleigh". "You're welcome, night". "Night Calleigh.
When Mac entered his room, he noticed how quiet it was, he had always hated the silence, since Claire had died. Peeling off his clothes, he turned on the shower, and sprayed the hot water over his head, and sighed. Stepping out of the shower, Mac wrapped a warm towel around his waist, sat down and looked at Calleigh's number. "Call her , call her now", said the voice in his head. Picking up his phone, Mac dialed her number. "Duquesne". "Hi Calleigh it's Mac, I was wondering if it's not to late, could I take you up on your offer". "Sure....sounds great, I'll pick you up in an hour". "Sound good to me, see you than". Heading into the bathroom, Mac shaved, cologned and dressed in black jeans, with a black t-shirt. "There you go Mac....you look deadly tonight", he said to himself. Clicking off the bathroom light, he headed to the dresser and put away the rest of his clothes. *Knock, knock*. Answering the door, Mac's jaw almost dropped, for there was Calleigh dressed in black jeans, with a black t-shirt, and white overthrow shirt cover, and he had to admit, she looked deadly. "Wow....we match, she giggled". "We do, don't we, shall we go". "Of course, said Calleigh turning while Mac locked the door.
TBC........