Meant to Be

30 days worth of couple-y Mac/Felicia one shots. Some are related, some are not. Enjoy!

Holding Hands—

Circa 1992

"Max, stay where I can see you!" Felicia called to her daughter who was edging towards the sandbox, a big, yellow plastic pail clutched in her tiny fist.

Felicia smiled as she spread a blanket out on the grass. She dropped down onto it and opened her trusty picnic basket. Extracting a fresh green apple, she took a bite and watched Max navigate the sandbox along with three other children about her age.

A little juice dribbled down her face and she smiled. "I may not remember liking apples but I sure do like this one," Felicia said to herself.

"Felicia!" A now-familiar voice called, jarring her from her thoughts. Her face lit up in a smile as she saw none other than Mac Scorpio moving over to her.

"Hello, Mac," Felicia greeted him. "You look frantic. What is it? Did you – did you find out what I'm so scared to remember?"

"No, unfortunately not," Mac said, coming to tower above her. She peered up at him and noticed how the sunlight seemed to bounce off his tight salt-and-pepper curls. "You didn't come by to pick up your first paycheck."

"Ohhh well, is that all?"

"I was worried…"

"How sweet," Felicia said. "I had every intention of doing so… You know I don't like to live off Tony and Bobbie's charity … but the day was just too beautiful so I had to bring Max out here to enjoy it. I was going to pick it up later. Say, have you been looking for me all over town?"

"Yes," Mac said, shifting from foot to foot. He pulled an envelope out of his back pocket. He proffered it to her. "Don't go flashing this all over town."

"Oh I won't," Felicia said. She held out her hand. Their fingers brushed as Felicia took the check. Her hand tingled where Mac's skin brushed hers. She had read that that could happen but she never remembered having experiencing the sensation before.

She pulled back somewhat reluctantly. She then opened the envelope and smiled. "Mac, did I really make all that?"

"You sure did," Mac said. "You won't get any freebies from me. Haven't you heard that I'm a miser?"

"Come to think of it, I have heard that," Felicia said.

"Well that's it then."

"Mac – wait," Felicia said.

"What is it?" Mac asked as he watched her tuck her check into her purse at her side.

"Well, why don't you stay and have lunch with Max and me?"

"You don't need to-"

"I want to," Felicia said. "You took a chance on hiring me and I really appreciate it."

"You're surprisingly good at what you do."

Felicia laughed. "Oh surprisingly huh?"

Mac smiled. "I didn't mean to sound –"

"It's okay," Felicia said. "I didn't know if I would do a good job either. I mean, I don't really know myself since … whatever is that happened, happened."

"I'm going to figure it out, Felicia. I promise you that," Mac said. "And I know your memory will come back too."

"I hope so," Felicia said. "It would be nice to remember some things. Although it's also been nice to forget some things."

"Such as?"

"Frisco," Felicia said. "Everyone tells me that I was so in love with him. If I remember how I felt, knowing he left me and Max behind for so-called 'more important things', it's going to break my heart."

"I'm sorry."

"Me too, but mostly on Max's behalf," Felicia said. She tried brightening. "Anyway, I insist you stay. There is more than enough for three."

"Felicia-"

"I won't take 'no' for an answer, Mac Scorpio," Felicia said. She grabbed for his hand, tugging him towards the blanket. Once again she felt that tingling sensation in her fingertips. This time it travelled all the way up her arm and neck to her head, making her brain seem to sizzle. "Uh, what was I saying?"

Mac smiled and looked down at their still-joined hands. "I believe you were saying that you wouldn't take 'no' for an answer about lunch. Don't tell me you forgot that too."

Felicia laughed as she pulled her hand away. "Oh no I haven't forgotten that." Her face flamed with heat. She darted a look at Mac. His eyes were heavy-lidded and smoky. Maybe, just maybe, he was as affected by her touch as she was by his.

"So you're staying?" She asked hopefully.

Mac nodded. "Yeah, I'm staying."