Fic: Hornets (Mac/Stella)
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xfirefly9xTitle: Hornets
Fandom: CSI NY
Characters: Mac/Stella
Prompt: #006 Second chance
Word Count: 321
Rating: G
Summary: Stella apologizes.
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50_prompts. 19/5/10.
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citymusings.
No more excuses. This time I'm not going to freak out and run off like I have hornets chasing after me. And no more waiting either. We've already been through enough hell without my own stupidity getting in the way. It does that sometimes. Interferes.
I can't always keep my emotions in check and things happen. What more can I say? The point has been reached where something must be done. Something more. Something better.
I pick up my phone and speed dial one: Mac. It rings once, twice, three times. Four. Five.
The machine cuts in and I can hear his voice in my ear as if he is standing right beside me. I hang up.
The moment the phone is out of my hands, I begin to wring them together. Nervous habit, you might say. It's a thing.
What now?
I grab my keys, call a cab and head out. Into the night. The air is cool and darkness provides me with cover. I arrive at his place sooner than I anticipated to find that I don't know what to say to him. What is left to say?
Before I can turn and go, his door opens and he steps out, almost knocking into me. His eyes widen.
"Hi, Mac."
"Stella. What are you doing here?"
"I..."
He frowns.
"I came to apologise, Mac. I know what I did... I should have told you about it first. I'm sorry I didn't. It was reckless of me.."
For a moment too long he stares at me.
"Mac? What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking," he tells me, "That you should come with me."
"What? Why?" I'm certain my confusion shows on my face.
He smirks. "Dinner."
Oh. Dinner.
"So, does this mean we're good?" I ask.
He has already started walking. I follow him, a heavy feeling in my stomach.
"We are," he says. "But dinner is on you this time."
Fandom: CSI NY
Characters: Mac/Stella
Prompt: #006 Second chance
Word Count: 321
Rating: G
Summary: Stella apologizes.
Notes: Written for
50_prompts. 19/5/10.Beta:
citymusings.No more excuses. This time I'm not going to freak out and run off like I have hornets chasing after me. And no more waiting either. We've already been through enough hell without my own stupidity getting in the way. It does that sometimes. Interferes.
I can't always keep my emotions in check and things happen. What more can I say? The point has been reached where something must be done. Something more. Something better.
I pick up my phone and speed dial one: Mac. It rings once, twice, three times. Four. Five.
The machine cuts in and I can hear his voice in my ear as if he is standing right beside me. I hang up.
The moment the phone is out of my hands, I begin to wring them together. Nervous habit, you might say. It's a thing.
What now?
I grab my keys, call a cab and head out. Into the night. The air is cool and darkness provides me with cover. I arrive at his place sooner than I anticipated to find that I don't know what to say to him. What is left to say?
Before I can turn and go, his door opens and he steps out, almost knocking into me. His eyes widen.
"Hi, Mac."
"Stella. What are you doing here?"
"I..."
He frowns.
"I came to apologise, Mac. I know what I did... I should have told you about it first. I'm sorry I didn't. It was reckless of me.."
For a moment too long he stares at me.
"Mac? What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking," he tells me, "That you should come with me."
"What? Why?" I'm certain my confusion shows on my face.
He smirks. "Dinner."
Oh. Dinner.
"So, does this mean we're good?" I ask.
He has already started walking. I follow him, a heavy feeling in my stomach.
"We are," he says. "But dinner is on you this time."
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Date: 2013-11-01 02:20 pm (UTC)I liked that ending though, Mac being the gentleman would insist on paying for dinner each time. It reminds Stella that it did hurt him -not talking to him before acting.
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Date: 2013-11-01 05:51 pm (UTC)(: Yep.
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Date: 2013-12-12 02:12 pm (UTC)LOL- random idea. AU where Stella or somone in the team is a chef/cook. Maybe the whole team works in a restaurant! XD
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Date: 2013-12-12 02:40 pm (UTC):P
I'm not a fan of AUs, really.. so I'd probably, instead, have one of them do some random job change and become a chef/cook. If I were to write this thing, that is.
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Date: 2013-12-12 03:04 pm (UTC)Yeah, that's what I first thought job change for someone. Then my imagination tried to run away with it and just made a whole new workplace for them. I'm still kind of intrigued by my idea tbh. Doubt I'll try writing it but half my brain is trying to work out the positions and tasks and recipes and things. xD
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Date: 2013-12-12 03:06 pm (UTC)XD
You sound like Zach. Only, he gets his brain stuck on trying to make (really bad) metaphors about things we're talking about.
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Date: 2013-12-12 03:09 pm (UTC)Ahaha. XD
One of those is he? Well at least we're trying to use our brains? But yeah, the really bad ongoing metaphors, lol...
Good night. I think I'm heading off to bed shortly.
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Date: 2013-12-12 03:13 pm (UTC)OH yes, most definitely is.
Okays. 'Night then. *squishes*
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Date: 2013-12-12 03:21 pm (UTC)*squish* :)
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Date: 2013-12-12 03:22 pm (UTC)I posted for you.