A/N: I know this next chapter may be kind of boring but it's necessary to continue with the rest of the story. Hope you enjoy it!. And thanks again for the reviews.

Chapter 9: Sorrow

Fool enough to almost be it
Cool enough to not quite see it
Pick your pockets full of sorrow
And run away with me tomorrow

We'll try and ease the pain
But somehow we'll feel the same
Well, no one knows
Where our secrets go

(Mayonaise – Smashing Pumpkins)

Lindsay was still in Stella's office. She had always noticed the connection between Mac and Stella but never thought it could run so deep. 'I do love him' Stella had said. Love was a big word and it had to be pronounced carefully though she was sure, Stella, had given the topic a lot of thinking.

Someone was approaching and by the sound of the footsteps, she knew it was Danny.

"If you're looking for Stella, you're late. She has already left."

"Yes I was" he said. He was ready to leave but her hand stopped him.

"She loves him"

"I know"

"You know?"

Danny wondered why he knew. Past situations ran through his mind showing Stella and Mac in many different scenarios with he as the main spectator. His memories about them had pictures for each one of the stages the pair had crossed before falling in love.

"Yeah… I know. I think everyone here does"

"I obviously didn't…. until now"

"You haven't been around long enough, but you've been here enough to notice other things." He said

"What do you mean?" she asked him suspiciously

"Figure them out by yourself, Montana"


A month. She'd be nearly five months pregnant when returning to work. She would have no one to accompany her to the preparatory classes, no one to rub her feet late at night, no one to brink her chocolate ice-cream at 4 o'clock in the morning if she had a pregnant craving. She would have to face everything alone and that scared her more than facing death everyday at work. Another life would depend on her ability to sort and survive the dangers that filled every day's life.

"I'll fight for you. I'll help you through everything. I'll always be your side little baby" she said loud while caressing her tummy.

She sat on the couch and took a deep breath. There were so many things she wanted to tell her baby about but only one was really important.

"Someday you'll ask me who is your father and I won't have an answer. I know who he is but he won't be a part of our lives for reasons you, sure, wouldn't understand right now. But I want you to know, he's a great man, smart, considered, honest and that everyday, with his job, makes this world a better place."

She couldn't continue. Tears were flowing vividly from her eyes wetting her cheeks and lips.


"Hi babe"

Mac found his girlfriend preparing supper on the kitchen counter and couldn't help but to embrace her from behind placing a kiss on her neck.

"Hi there" Lindsay answered back.

"What's for dinner? It smells good"


"mmm… I like it…" he said embracing her again and burying his face on her hair. Lindsay liked the feeling but her mind was far from there and Mac noticed it.

"Is something wrong?" he asked


"Lindsay… you can tell me everything. I hope you know that."

"It's nothing… really."

Mac studied Lindsay's face. It was obvious she was hiding something and he was sure it was related with the incident involving Stella.

"It's about Stella…"

Lindsay didn't answer but her face told Mac everything he needed to know.

"Did she say something bad to you?" he asked.

"What? … No, no. It wasn't a friendly conversation but she wasn't harsh with me. She said something that was surprising and then Danny, somehow confirmed it."

"I don't know if it can be good if Danny is involved."

"She said she loves you."

Mac knew it but it always sounded strange and huge. It was difficult to believe that someone like Stella could love him but, right then, he was more worried about what Lindsay might had thought about it.

"And then, Danny came and we talked about it and said you two love each other. He said everyone in the labs notices the feelings between you two. I hadn't noticed it."

"That's because there are no feelings to be noticed. Stella and I shared a good friendship that is not having its best moments and nothing more. I'm with you now and that's all that matters to me. I like being with you."

"And I like being with you too."

They kissed and kissed and kissed until finally they made it to the room and as always, each one of them had their body on the bed and their mind far away.