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Mac awoke to the sound of the alarm. Not wanting to wake Stella just yet, he headed to the kitchen and started the coffee. Once it was perked, he filled two cups and walked back into the bedroom.
"Sweetheart, sweetheart. Wake up love. Time for work."
Slowly waking up, Stella smelled the fresh brewed coffee.
"Eww...what's that smell? Oh god, I'm going to be sick Mac."
Running into the washroom, Mac could hear here vomiting. Walking in, he grabbed a cold cloth, and placed it on her head
"Are you okay love?"
"I think so. God I feel so ill. Please Mac, take the coffee away. I don't think I can tolerate it today."
"Okay love. I'll do that. I'll get you some juice."
"No. It's okay Mac. I don't think my stomach could accept anything right now."
Heading back to the bed, Stella plopped back down.
"Sweetheart. You were fine last night. You enjoyed the Pasta and salad. Could it be you ate to much of it?"
"I don't think so Mac. I just need to sleep."
Laying flat on her back, Mac began caressing her tummy, while holding her close.
"Why don't you stay home today love. Just to be safe."
"Are you sure Mac? What if we get a case."
"Danny, Sheldon, Lindsey and I can handle it. You just rest."
Mac truely was concerned. He had never seen Stella so sick. Passionately kissing her, she fell into his touch, his taste, his love. Not wanting him to go, she wrapped her legs around his, and held them there.
"What are you up to Stel? I have to go to work."
"Not until you love me." She whispered seductively.
"You...are....insatiable. But who am I to refuse your beauty."
Lifting her out of her silken gown, he dropped it to the floor. And just as he was ready to caress her perfumed skin she ran from the bed.
"Blaaaaaaah, blaaaaaaaaaah.
I change my mind Mac. Just go to work. I love you."
"I love you too Stella. I'll stop by at lunch to check on you."
"Okay. Blaaaagh."
Leaving out the door, Mac couldn't stop thinking her being so sick, and alone. Parking his car, he walked into his office.
"Morning Mac. Where's Stella?"
"She's sick Lindsey. Could you do me a favour."
"Sure. What is it Mac."
"Can you go by the house and check on her for me in a couple hours. I have to meet the Chief before lunch."
"Sure. I'll do that Mac. Are you sure she's okay?"
"Yeah. She's fine. Most likely the flu."
"I'll pick her up some nice soup before I check on her. Don't worry Mac, she'll be fine."
Leaving Mac's office, Lindsey headed in to see Adam about the evidence from her case.
Meanwhile.....A new breed of killers hit NY.
They got off the bus.
"Damn, look at this place Ronald, we can find lots of young girls here to play with."
"Did I not tell you to behave yourself? Shut your bloody mouth."
"I'm sorry Ronald. It's just...It's been to long. I need something. The pain in my stomach is killing me."
He knew his brother was ill. Almost as ill as he was. But he was able to control himself better. The need to kill didn't crave, like his brothers did.
"I promise you Johnny. Once we get settled, we'll do a kill okay. Just be patient.
"Okay Ronald. I promise. I'll try."
"That's all I ask of you Johnny. Now let's go."
Heading out of the station, they searched for a place to stay.
Meanwhile....
Back at home, Stella was feeling a whole lot better. After taking a shower, she grabbed some juice and sat down.
*Knock, knock.*
"Just a minute. Oh, hi Lindsey, what's up?"
"Mac said you were sick. So I brought you some soup."
"Aww, that's sweet. He sent you to check on me, didn't he?"
Laughing Lindsey said....
"Yeah. He did. He was very concerned about you."
"I'm fine now. Though I'm glad you are here. Now I have a lift into work."
"Are you sure Stella. You still look a little pale."
"I'm fine Lindsey. Let's go."
After locking the door, they headed to the lab.
When they arrived at the station, Mac was still with the Chief.
"Stel....what are you doing here? Mac said you were sick."
"I was Danny. But I'm fine now. I must have just ate to much last night."
"Okay. As long as you're feeling alright. Mac's still with the Chief."
"I know. Lindsey told me. So any new cases?"
"Nah. Nothing yet. But the day is young."
Laughing as they headed up the stairs, Mac walked in.
"Stella...Why are you out of bed love. You should be at home resting."
"I'm fine now Mac. You must have been right. I just ate to much last night."
Mac looked at her oddly. She still looked aweful pale, and tired.
"I really wish you would have stayed at home Stella. You still look ill love."
"I'm fine Mac. Stop worrying."
Giving her a fevered stare, he said....
"Never Stella. Never will I stop worrying about you."
Smiling at his words, Lindsey interrupted them.
"Grab your kits guys. Don just called. They found a female victim behind the alley on 52nd street."
"Just when I thought the day wouldn't get interesting," said Danny.
When they arrived at the crime scene, they were met by Flack.
"What have you got Don?"
"Female victim. Catherine O'Donall. She was found by the young lady to your right. She's pretty shaken up. Say's she was walking through the alley, when she seen the victims hand sticking out of the trash bin."
"Okay. Lindsey check on our witness please."
"Sure Mac."
"Sheldon. Time of death please."
"No more then three hours ago Mac. Rigor is just setting in."
"Was she sexually assulted?"
"Afraid so Mac. She's been sexually tortured too. I won't know what was used on her till I get her back to Sid."
"Okay. Danny take Stella and search the area. See if you can find anyone who may have seen something. I'll stay here with Lindsey and collect the evidence. Sheldon, get our victim to the lab. Ask Sid to collect a rape kit, and to check the body carefully for any trace."
"Okay Mac."
"Lindsey, how's our witness doing?"
"She's pretty messed up Mac. The EMT's are going to take her to the Hospital. They think she may suffering from shock."
After collecting DNA from the bin, and the surrounding area, they headed back to the lab. Looking at his watch, Mac noticed it was already six.
"Sheldon...did Sid find anything unusual on our female victim?"
"Nothing yet Mac. He said to apologize. He's pretty backed up right now. So I collected the rape kit, and scanned her body. But nothing unusual was found. Lindsey's working on the samples from the rape kit now."
"Okay, thanks. Where's Stella?"
"Danny took her home about an hour ago. She said she wasn't feeling to well again."
"Hmm...okay. I'm going to head home. Call me if you find anything."
"I will Mac. Tell Stella to feel better."
Heading to his car, Mac stopped off at the Pharmacy and picked up some nausea caplets for Stella, along with some ginger ale.
When he got home, he found her sound asleep on the couch. Pouring some ginger ale into a glass, he walked over and woke her up.
"Stella...sweetheart. Wake up."
"Mmm...oh Mac, you're home. Any luck with the case?"
"Not yet love. How are you feeling?"
"Fine. Kind of hungry. But besides that, I'm fine."
"Okay, I'm going to make you something lite. Drink some ginger ale for now."
Stella smiled. She had to admit, she loved how comforting Mac was being with her. Getting up off the couch, she walked into the kitchen and wrapped her arms around his waist, while her hands slid down his thighs.
"What are you up to there love?"
"I'm up to making love to my future husband if he's interested."
"Sweetheart? You are playing a very dangerous game."
"Mmm...I like danger Mac. Especially your type of danger."
Mac had never seen so frisky. Not more then a few hours ago she was ill. But now she was acting like she never was. Feeling the sensual pull that Stella was causing Mac picked her up, and carried her into their room.
"That's it love. I warned you."
Giggling with excitement, Mac tossed her onto the bed, and covered her body with his.
"Now Miss Bonasara, I'm going to love you all night long. I'm going to take you into my soul, and burn you with endless passion."
Hearing nothing but silence fill the room. They did make love. So deep, and so passionately. That they fell into sleep.
