Just a fic I came up with when watching reruns of CSI: New York, and I was watching the episode where Mac goes to Chicago, and this guy, can't remember his name, is trying to date Stella, and they figure out he's using her to get to Mac. I missed the rest of it, but caught the ending where Mac ends up sitting in a chair with guns around him and then all hell breaks loose. Here's a way I thought it could've gone, and, as always, has SMacked!!
Author's Note: Oh yeah, and pretend this happened after Mac was kidnapped, you know, in the season finale, and woke up in that car, and stuff, thanks!!
Mac sat there, tied up and his kidnapper was yelling at his brother not to open the door, as when the door opened, a gun would shoot whoever walked in. The door opened, and a shot rang out. Then, all hell broke loose. Mac jumped up and grabbed a gun, shooting the kidnapper in the leg. Flack ran in and as the kidnapper was dragged away, he said to Mac,
"What the hell was that? We're trained to kill, I thought,"
"Yeah, but they've lost enough,"
Just then, Lindsey's yell got their attention.
"Get me a medic NOW!" She yelled, and Danny jogged over to her.
"What's up? Are you hurt?"
"It's not me!" Lindsey exclaimed, and then Danny yelled over his shoulder,
"Where in the hell is that medic?"
"What? What happened?" Flack said, walking over to them.
He stopped in his tracks and yelled the two words that would get any medic there as fast as they could, and also stopped the heart of most cops and officers.
"Officer down! Officer down! Get a medic here STAT!"
Mac was breathing heavy, trying to process what had just happened, and his eyes scoured the scene, taking in how much damage was being done to his scene. Then, Flack's yell penetrated his thoughts and he thought,
"Oh God, who is it now?"
He grabbed a medic and led them in. When they loaded the prone figure up onto the stretcher, he recognized the curly, unruly brown hair. It was the hair of Stella Bonasera, his partner, his best friend and his coworker. He gasped,
"Oh my God,"
He stood there, shocked while Lindsey and Danny hopped into the ambulance next to her. Flack went to stand next to him and Mac noticed that he had some blood on his hands.
"I thought she was wearing a vest," Mac growled, and Flack raised his hands in surrender and said,
"She was, the bullet penetrated the vest."
"How in the hell did that happen?"
"It was a hard bullet, homemade."
"Dang it," Mac said under his breath and then Flack drove him over to the hospital.
I know, it's not that long, but then again, none of my over-one-chapter stories are very long chapter-length wise, and I'm sorry 'bout that. Well, please, please review, and maaaaybe it'll get the next chapter written faster!! Thanks for reading!!