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Author: E. Limberg
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama/Tragedy - Mac T. & Stella B. - Reviews: 38 - Published: 10-14-07 - Updated: 11-24-07 - Complete - id:3835566

Chapter 7: The Funeral

Strong as the beads of a rosary

Never too young to die

Some souls only know one speed

Faster than angels fly”

Most of the people at their funeral were from work, as both had dedicated their lives to solving crime. Mac was on one side, dressed in his Marines uniform, police uniform resting off to the side. Stella had written in her will that she was not to be buried in her police uniform; she was in a simple black dress and diamond necklace, uniform also tucked beside her body.

Lindsay cries on Danny’s shoulder during the ceremony, whispering, “How could she do that?” over and over to herself. The men all looked as though they were about to cry, some letting a tear leak on accident.

At the cemetery, only the team is there to bury them. Mac is put beside Stella, his wife’s body having never been found. They share a headstone, which reads:

Mac Taylor Stella Bonasera

November 1, 1960- April 23, 1971-

August 29, 2007 August 30, 2007

Beloved husband, partner, Beloved partner and

and friend friend

We shall miss you both

After the coffins have been buried, they leave flowers by the headstone. They stand there silently, each one talking to their lost friends. Without a word, the small group leaves, never forgetting Mac and Stella.

A/N: So their headstone thing didn't turn out right. Oh well. I hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving. Mine was alright. I got wisdom teeth out yesterday though; not so fun. I'm trying to eat marshmallows right now and it's not working to well 'cause they're all stuck together. And I have like five spots where the dentist poked me in the arm with IV needle, trying to get it to go in, and another five in my hand. Hm... oh, there's this secret santa type thing where you write stories for one another. If anyone's interested, please email me and I'll send you the link so you can join. Which reminds me, I haven't joined yet this year. I still have a chemistry project to do for Tuesday. I hate school. I think that's all I wanted to tell you guys. Oh, I don't think Stella's the one that's kidnapped anymore. I think it's Mac. My next story will hopefully be up shortly. Stella has the chicken pox and Mac takes care of her. Thanks for reading.



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