Pac Story: Magic Under New York Bridge

Hi Ladies.

Next chapter is up, hmmm..this is getting interesting.

******************chapter 129***************
 
Thanks for the PM Luving. Hmm replica's? My mind is working overtime here. :devil: H's team for future events? They better come up with a good strategy. Can't wait to find out more and what this is all about :confused:
 
Okay ladies, I've removed the last five chapters. So we are back to chapter #121, "Welcome Back". So for now I've stopped the story to work on a special called "A Pac Christmas". This is all about Pac. The children are now, 10, and eight, with Macster being 10, and Lisa and Jools being eight. Stella and Horatio are not in this story, as it is about the Pac family, and their christmas. So enjoy this short christmas story, and FB is always welcome.

As usual, some of the story will be down here, and other parts up at FF.Net.



A Pac Christmas


It was christmas eve day, when the shooting started. Mac, Danny, Sheldon and Flack had just arrived on the scene. "What have we got"? asked Flack to the officer. "Three suspects in the Cafe, they are holding six hostages, and have already opened fire", he yelled. "Where's SWAT", asked Flack. They are on their way". Any idea who the hostages are"? asked Mac. "Yes sir, five unknown's along with Peyton".



Mac looked shocked. "Did you say my wife"? "Yes sir, we have positive I.D on her, and even worse, the suspects know that Peyton works for NYPD". "Christ Mac..said Danny, what are we going to do"? Mac thought to himself, what the hell he was going to do, if he lost Peyton, how would he and their children survive. "Mac...Mac, yelled Flack, you okay? "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, listen is there another way into this Cafe"? "There is, the back door, but everytime we try to get back there, they open fire".



Mac could hear the sirens in the distance, as SWAT pulled up. "Listen guys, my wife is in there, so we need to take every caution that she is not harmed". "We understand Mac, don't worry, we will get them all out safely". As SWAT positioned themselves, Mac, Danny and Flack put on their vests, and waited patiently. "It's going to be okay Mac", said Flack with concern. "I hope you are right, Peyton's pregnant again, and I don't think I could handle anything happening to her or our unborn child".



Flack knew Mac and Peyton shared three children, Macster who was age 10, and Lisa and Jools who were Mac's eight year old twins. "Mac...yelled Danny. "I just heard from SWAT that all hostages are alive, but the suspects have Peyton at gunpoint". "Easy Mac, don't lose it now, think of your children". "I am Flack, but I'm also thinking about my wife, and our unborn child". "What!! said Danny, Peyton's pregnant"? "She is Danny, ten weeks, we need to them out of there".



Danny knew Mac's love for Peyton went beyond the relm of real love. "Okay Mac, think positive, we will get them out". Mac was becoming impatient, and without Flack seeing, Mac walked around to the back of the Cafe, and peeked through the glass. "Listen you idiot, just let the hostages go, we can sneak back out the basement window, and escape, otherwise we are all going to end up dead", said one of the suspects. "Shut your mouth Mike, before I shoot you, I can' think with you yelling in my ear, get back to the door".



Heading back out front, Mac pulled Danny and Flack aside. "Listen, I just heard the suspect say that they came in through a basement window, if we can find it, we can get in and take them down", said Mac. "Okay, I'll let SWAT know", said Flack. "No....yelled Mac, no SWAT, just you, Danny and I, understand"? "Sure Mac, let's go". As they headed around the back, Danny seen the opened window, off to the side. "Mac...he whispered, over here". Squeezing through the window, Mac, Danny and Flack, headed up the stairs.



When they neared the top, Danny and Flack went wide, while Mac took the center, and as they rounded the corner, Danny went to the back door, while Flack and Mac covered the two suspects in the front. Knowing they had clear shots ,of all three suspects, and the element of surprise on their side, they snuck up, and clicked their barrels, at the suspects heads. "Put the weapons down, yelled Mac, don't even think about it, or I'll blow your head off, before you even have a chance to cock your gun".



Knowing they were good and caught, all three suspects dropped their guns, and put up their arms, as SWAT came through the door. "Jezz Mac, you want to come work for us"? said the Commander. "No thanks, I'll pass, take them into custody". Taking the suspects out the door, Mac embraced his wife, "are you okay love", he whispered against her ear. "Yes Mac, I'm fine, but let's go home". "Okay love"? "Danny call me with the report please", said Mac. "I will Mac, take care Peyton, and congrats". "Thanks Danny".



TBC.......
 
Nice jump you made Luving. Great to see this story's still going on. But you got me a bit worried here with that opening. :lol: Glad to see you made it all good again. :D
 
Nice jump you made Luving. Great to see this story's still going on.
It is, but this little jump is just for the Christmas story, then things go back to normal. I was going to post it seperately, but I thought it would be easier to put it here. Once this story is done, we will return to "Pac...Under New York Bridge"
 
Leaving the crime scene, Mac and Peyton decided to pick up the kids. "Are you sure, you are up to it love"? "Yes Mac...I need to see our children". "Okay love, let's go, said Mac, as he took Peyton's hand in his, and felt it shake. "Sweetheart...please try and calm down, I think it may be best, for me to get you home, the kids can take the bus". "Mac...I said I'm fine, just a little shaken up, now I want to see our children.



Pulling up infront of the school, Mac called..."Macster, Lisa, Jools, over here". "Daddy....yelled Jools, with excitment. "Awe...come on dad, I'm not a baby anymore, said Macster, why do you insist on picking me up"? "Listen Macster, your mother has had a difficult day, now get in the car". "Damn....". "What did you say"? "I said this is so sad". "Sure...now where did my Tomboy go"? "She's playing baseball with the boys again, giggled Jools.



Getting out of the car, Mac walked towards the back of the school. "Now you've done it Jools, why can you just say "I don't know", asked Macster. "I don't know, I don't like fibbing to daddy". "Whatever Jools, said Macster turning back around. "Mom...are you okay"? aksed Jools. "I'm fine sweetie, just a little tired, that's all". "Is the baby giving you fits again"? "No Jools, the baby is fine, don't worry love, we have alot to do tonight".



"Oh no....said Macster, please tell me we are not decorating today". "We are, and you will be home to help", said Peyton. "Mom...you know what"? I wish I could go see Uncle and Auntie this year, at least in Miami it's warm". "Now where is your father"? asked Peyton. "I bet you he is watching Lisa pitch again", said Jools. Mac had the only eight year old Tomboy, who loved to play baseball with the older boys.



"Mac....called Peyton, let's go". "Hold on love, watch, watch Lisa strike him out". Knowing they would never get home until she watched, Peyton looked, and seen her daughter pitch. "You're out...yelled the Ump". "Did you see her fire that ball, God she's amazing", said Mac with pride. "Lisa...let's go love, called Peyton. "Okay mom coming,, I'll see you guys tomorrow". "You bet Lisa, and don't be late". "I won't don't worry Boyo, I'll be back".



On the drive home, Mac often wondered, if he would have trouble with his kids, there was so much peer pressure at the school, that even cops children couldn't avoid. "Dad....said Lisa. "What is it Lisa"? "Do you think I could join the team this year"? "Listen Lisa, there is no way any coach, is going to allow you to play on a team with the older boys". "I understand dad". "I'll tell you what Lisa, I'll sign you up for a team league, with players your own age, then the coaches can decided, whether or not you need to be moved up".



Lisa looked at her dad with great excitement. "Really daddy, honest"? Stopping the car, Mac turned to face his daughter, took his fingertip, wiped her tears, and said....." Honest..I love you Lisa, you are my baby". "I know daddy, I love you too". Turning back around, Mac continued driving. "Hey dad, can you drop me off at the Mall, I have some shopping to do", said Macster. "Not tonight son, we have a tree to trim, and decorations to put up". "Come on dad, this is insane, I'm 10 and I know there is no Santa". "Well, I'm in my 50's, and I know there is, so there".



When they got home, Jools ran upstairs, grabbed her medical books, sat down on her bed, and studied them. "Is that all you do Jools, study, study, study". "Are you jealous, cause my grades are spot on, and yours are not". "Listen little sister, you may have the brains, but I have the bronze". "Come on Lisa, let's not fight". Walking over, Lisa hugged her sister, "I'm sorry Jools, I know how badly you want to be an ME, and I'm proud of you for it". "I'm proud of your too sis, and I always wished, I could be more the Tomboy like you".



TBC.....
 
Oh boy Peyton must really had a scare, who wouldn't want to see their kids after an incident like that. I love it how Macster's a wise guy. Gotta explain the Tomboy-Lisa, I never heard of it *shame on me* Jeez and Jools surely knows what she wants to be. Smart kid for an eight year old :lol:
Just two words for you Luving: GREAT UP-DATE!! :D
 
I loved "Well, I'm in my 50's, and I know there is, so there". :lol:

Jools you've never heard of a Tomboy?? Well basicly it's girl thats really sporty etc and hates girly thing like pink, make up and dresses!! But they do grow out of it- sometimes. I was a Tomboy and still haven't grwon out of it :lol:
 
^^^Thanx for clearing that up Natty, I know what it is Dutch, but sometimes my English is a bit rusty :devil: So we got ourselves a little 'kwameidje' (dutch) :lol: :lol: They're gonna have their hands full with that one :devil:
 
You know it's funny, I tried to picture you and Lisa, and I can just see her being the Tomboy, and her dressed in dirty jeans, t shirt and back wards baseball cap. And I clearly see you, being quiet, sophisticated, and like Peyton.

Funny eh? :)
 
Hallo hallo ;) long time, how's everyone?

thought I'd catch up on a little light reading ~ love the stories LMH :D People sure do gravitate towards Peyton now don't they :p and somehow methinks you've got the spirit of Mac, Jools and Lisa right - right down to a T, ... a rather dirty well worn tee :lol: and as for having their hands full, damn straight :lol: and there's nuthin wrong with playing with older boyos from time to time :p

As for quiet and sophisticated, I can only assume that's spot on too :p very focused for an eight year old :lol:

and I agree natsky, some never do fully grow outta it :p (I should know)

Thanks for the story LMH, put a smile on my face :D

Hope yer all doing great ;)
 
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