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05 October 2009 @ 09:25 pm
Home (Stella/Mac) 10/13  
Title: Home
Author: Sabi aka love_kate_walsh
Fandom(s): CSI: New York
Rating: FRT
Spoiler/Content Warning: The story takes place after episode 5x16 "No Good Deed"
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the neighbors. All other Characters belong to Anthony Zuiker and CBS.
Authors Notes: We're nearing the end :(

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9


Stella opened her eyes and blinked sleepily at Mac. He was awake, too, and looked over at her with a gentle smile on his lips.

“Morning,” she mumbled into the blanket.

“Good morning,” Mac returned, his smile not fading a bit.

They stayed a few moments like that, just looking at one another. Stella’s lips curled up into a smile as she raised her hand to his cheek and caressed it softly. Mac leaned into the embrace and closed his eyes for a brief moment. When he opened them again, he tilted Stella’s head slightly upwards and pressed a few soft kisses to her lips.

“What are we doing, Mac?” she asked when they pulled apart again.

“I don’t know,” he replied honestly and ran a finger over Stella’s cheek. “But it feels good.”

“It does,” Stella agreed and snuggled deeper into the covers.

“Tired?”

Stella nodded and suppressed a yawn.

“Then go back to sleep,” Mac said. “It’s still early.”

Stella let her eyes drift shut again and tried to go back to sleep. After a few moments, she said, “I can’t sleep if you watch me.”

“Sorry,” Mac replied with a sheepish smile, blushing slightly. Then he pulled Stella against his body, pillowing her head onto his upper arm and wrapping his arms around her. “How about this?” he asked. “Better?”

Stella nodded against his arm. “That’s good,” she murmured. “Very good.”

When Stella woke up again, she still lay cuddled into Mac’s arms, and his hands drew soothing circles on her back. Stella breathed deeply and buried her head deeper into Mac’s embrace, causing him to look down at her.

“Hey, sleepy,” Mac said with a soft smile.

“Hey yourself,” Stella returned. “What time is it?”

Mac turned a little to be able to get a better look at the clock on Stella’s bedside table. “It’s 10.45,” he replied.

Stella rolled onto her back and stretched out. “We should get up,” she said after a few moments. “Although it’s very comfortable here.”

Mac chuckled. “I won’t disagree with that.”

Stella turned onto her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows. Mac reached out for her and caught a few of her curls, playing with them, receiving a sweet smile from Stella in return. There were a few minutes of silence when they just looked at each other.

“How about breakfast?” Mac asked after some time.

“Sounds like good idea,” Stella returned. “I could use some food.”

She stole a quick kiss before she got up and walked over to the closet. She was well aware that Mac’s eyes followed her while she crossed the room and then opened the doors, going through her clothes. After a few minutes, Mac approached her, resting his hand gently on the small of her back and smiling at her.

“I’ll take a quick shower,” Stella said as she pulled a t-shirt out.

“Like every morning,” Mac returned. “I’ll be in the kitchen and prepare breakfast while you’re in the bathroom.”

“Like every morning,” Stella said with a wink and left the room.

Thirty minutes later, Stella stepped out of the bathroom again, dressed in jeans and a comfortable shirt. She found the bed made and Mac nowhere to be seen – like every morning. She placed her sleeping clothes under the blanket and made her way downstairs and into the kitchen.

“Smells like fresh coffee,” she stated and sat down on the table.

Mac turned around and flashed her a smile. “That’s because I just made fresh coffee,” he said as he walked over to the table, a cup in hand. “Here you go,” he said, placing the coffee in front of her. “What do you want for breakfast?” he asked after placing a soft kiss on her hair.

“Mac, you don’t need to serve me,” Stella said. “I can take care of my own breakfast.”

“How often do I have to tell you that I don’t mind?” Mac asked with raised eyebrows.

Stella chuckled softly. “Probably every day until we’re back in New York.”

“So, what do you want to eat?” Mac asked again.

Stella sighed in resignation. “Cereal, please.”

“Your wish is my command,” Mac returned with a satisfied smile.

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that too frivolously if I were you,” Stella returned.

Mac chuckled and didn’t reply. A few minutes later, they both sat at the table, breakfast in front of them, eating in a comfortable silence, stealing glances at each other every once in a while. Both of them were lost in thought.

Stella sighed, shaking Mac out of his thoughts as well. “What’s our plan for today?” she asked.

“We should go grocery shopping,” Mac replied. “We’re running out of food slowly… And we’re having dinner at Jennifer and Greg’s place tonight.”

Stella groaned. “Right, that was today.”

“I take it you don’t want to go,” Mac said with an amused smile.

“I can think of better ways to spend the evening,” Stella said.

“So can I,” Mac replied. “But maybe they can tell us something about Gerry that’s helpful. You remember the way Jennifer talked about him the other day?”

“Right, so we can back to New York soon.”

Mac raised his eyebrows. “You don’t sound very pleased about that.”

Stella shrugged. “Well, there are some things about Chicago that I like,” she replied and took a sip from her coffee, not taking her eyes off Mac.

He smiled softly. “They don’t have to change when we’re back home,” he replied, obviously understanding what she had implied.

Stella sat her cup down and leaned on the table. “I think there are some things we should talk about,” she said.

Mac nodded. “I agree.”

“Let’s go grocery shopping first, though, Stella suggested. “I have the feeling this could take a while.”

Mac chuckled. “We could make it quick and easy.”

Stella looked at him with an amused grin. “We’re still talking about talking here, right?” she joked.

Mac laughed. “Yes, we are. Come on, let’s get going, or there will be no lunch or dinner.”

"Oh, I'm sure you'd find a way not to let me starve," Stella said and got up.

She quickly washed the dishes, leaving them to dry until they came back from the supermarket. It took them a little over an hour and a half to get all the things they needed and come back to the house. After they had put away the groceries, Stella and Mac settled at the table on the veranda, opposite from each other. They both had a glass of water and smiled at each other, Stella nervously toying with hers.

“What is this between us?” she asked.

“To be honest, I don’t know,” Mac answered.

“What do you want it to be?”

Mac gave her a slight smile and reached for one of her hands. “I like where this is going with us,” he admitted. “I like spending time with you. I like kissing you.”

A slight smile spread across Stella’s face.

“You know, you’ve always been special to me,” he continued. “I don’t let people in easily, you know that, but somehow you managed bring me to open up to you. You’re always there when I need you; you always have been, you always will be. You made your way into my heart, and you’re about to steal it.”

Stella smiled. She got up, walked around the table, and sat down next to Mac. She took his face in her hands and kissed him softly.

“I kinda feel the same way,” she whispered as she rested her forehead against his. “Only a little longer than you do.” She smiled at him and placed a light kiss on his lips again.

“Why didn’t you say something?” Mac asked softly.

“Because I thought you didn’t feel the same,” she replied simply.

Mac shook his head and ran his fingers gently over her cheek. “I’m sorry,” he said.

Stella placed a finger on his lips. “You couldn’t have known. There’s nothing to be sorry about.”

“So, you and me…” He trailed off and smiled, placing a kiss on her lips.

“You and me,” she returned, matching his smile. She caressed his cheek softly and ran her fingers through his hair.

“Together,” Mac said.

“Together,” Stella confirmed with a smile. “If that’s what you want, of course.”

Mac raised his eyebrows and ran his thumb gently over her cheek. “There’s nothing I want more than that.”

“Good,” Stella whispered and kissed him once again.

“I take it you want that, too,” Mac said with a smile.

Stella managed a nod before Mac’s lips were on hers again, kissing her gently, exploring her mouth.

Stella smiled breathlessly when they pulled apart. “Now I really don’t wanna go to that dinner tonight,” she said with a chuckle.

Mac laughed as well. “We just won’t stay too long,” he said and pulled her closer. When Stella shivered lightly, Mac said, “It’s getting chilly. Let’s go inside before you catch a cold.”

“Yeah,” Stella said and shivered again. “I actually wouldn’t mind something to eat.”

“Let’s go, then, before my new girlfriend starves.” He placed a light kiss on her cheek.

The rest of the afternoon was spent comfortably in the living room. Stella and Mac sat together on the sofa, she on the opposite side from him, lounging against the cushions with her feet in his lap. Stella read a book, while Mac’s attention was torn between the newspaper and Stella. He glanced back and forth between the woman on the other side of the couch and his paper, not really able to concentrate on it.

By the time they needed to leave for their dinner date with Jennifer and Greg, Stella was dressed in a black skirt and a white shirt with her favorite heels. When Mac had first seen her, he’d asked her if she was sure they were only to go to a dinner with their friends. Stella had just laughed and kissed him.

“I thought you might like it,” she said as they made their way over to their neighbors, holding hands.

Mac turned to her, looking confused. “Like what?”

“The outfit,” Stella said.

“Oh, I do like it,” Mac returned with a grin. “Didn’t I say that already?”

“Hmm, yeah, I think you might have mentioned it… a few times,” she teased with a chuckle.

“Wanna hear it again?” Mac asked and pulled Stella closer, bringing his lips to her ear. “You look amazing. I like the outfit very much.”

Stella giggled as Mac placed a light kiss under her ear and leaned into him. They walked up the stairs in front of the Clark’s house and looked at each other as Mac rang the doorbell. He reached out and tugged a strand of her curls behind her ear, running his fingers over her cheek as he dropped his hand again. Stella giggled again as the door swung open and Jennifer greeted them happily.

“Stella, Mac,” she greeted them cheerfully. “Come in, come in. I’m sorry it’s a little chaotic—Michelle brought some friends over after school.”

Stella laughed. “That’s okay.”

The couple greeted Jennifer and followed her into the kitchen. They had barely set foot into it when Michelle ran toward them and wrapped her arms around Stella’s legs.

“Hey, little girl,” Stella said and scooped the girl up into her arms while Mac ruffled her hair, causing Michelle to giggle furiously.

“How you doing, Michelle?” Mac asked.

“I’m terrific,” the eight-year-old answered, proud about her choice of words, and then started babbling about her day while Stella and Mac made their way over to Greg to say hi.

Michelle had grown very fond of Stella since she had looked after the girl for the first time when Michelle’s parents had gone to the opera and her usual babysitter, Samantha, had been on a class trip. Now whenever Jennifer went over to Stella and Mac’s house to have coffee, Michelle went along and sat in Stella’s lap the whole time.

Mac and Greg talked for a moment while Jennifer set the table and Stella joked with Michelle. Mac watched Stella interact with the girl and smiled.

“Michelle, stop bothering Stella,” Jennifer called into the living room.

“She’s not bothering me, Jen,” Stella returned. “I don’t mind, really.”

“Well, okay then,” Jen said, “but Michelle, remember it’s bedtime for you soon.”

The girl pulled a face. “But I’m not tired yet,” she said with a pout.

“Michelle,” her father warned.

“Okay,” she relented. “But can I stay here a little longer and play with Stella? Pretty please?”

Jen laughed and looked at Stella. “If that’s okay with her…”

“Of course it is,” Stella said and turned to Michelle. The girl smiled happily and started babbling again, and a smile spread across Stella’s face.

While Stella sat on the floor, playing with Michelle and her dolls, Mac approached them and sat down on the sofa behind Stella. He ran one hand over her hair and rested the other on her shoulder. Stella turned around and smiled up at him. They stayed there until Jen stepped into the room and told her daughter that it was time to go to bed.

“Can Stella put me to bed?” Michelle asked with a pleading glance at her mother.

Jennifer chuckled. “If she doesn’t mind,” she said and looked questioningly at Stella.

“Of course not,” Stella returned and got up from the floor. “Come on, missy, let’s kiss mommy and daddy good night and get you to bed.”

Stella placed a light kiss on Mac’s lips and smiled at him before she scooped Michelle onto her arms, causing the girl to giggle.

“Sorry about that,” Jen apologized when Stella came down the stairs again ten minutes later and joined the others for dinner.

“There’s nothing to apologize for,” she said. “I really don’t mind. Your daughter is such a cute girl.”

“She really adores you,” Greg said. “When she’s been with you, she can’t stop talking about you and how great you are.”

Stella blushed lightly while Mac chuckled. “Stella likes your little one very much, too,” he said and touched her cheek softly.

During dinner, the four friends made casual small talk about anything and everything. Afterward, Jen got out some baby pictures of Michelle to show to Stella while Mac and Greg talked about sports. Their talk randomly ended up on cars and how their neighbor Gerry used to build cars.

“Really?” Mac asked. “I used to do that back in high school.”

“Seriously?” Greg asked. “You should totally check out Gerry’s garage. He has three veteran cars that are really worth seeing if you like cars. And I think he started building again—I’m not so sure, though. Jessie mentioned something about him spending a lot time in the garage lately.”

Stella turned around to look at the two men. “Thank god you told him about that,” she told Greg. “He’s been dying to find someone who shares his love for cars, because I sure don’t.”

Greg laughed. “Yeah. Most women don’t share the hobbies of their husbands. And we don’t share yours. Jen always has to leash me like a dog if she wants to go shopping with me.”

The two women laughed and turned back to look at the pictures. Stella and Mac stayed another hour before they left. They said their goodbyes and thanked Greg and Jen for the lovely evening and agreed to repeat it soon.

When they were back at their house, Stella and Mac changed into more comfortable clothes and curled up on the couch, arms wrapped around each other, both obviously enjoying the newfound level in their relationship.

“Mac?”

“Hmm?”

Stella shifted her position a little so that she would be able to get a better look at Mac. “Don’t get me wrong,” she started and ran her hand lightly over his chest, “I really like this. It feels good to be with you like this, but I’m not ready for more.”

Mac smiled down at Stella and freed his right hand from hers to run his index finger softly down her cheek. “That’s okay,” he said and brushed his lips lightly against hers.

“You know, it’s just-”

“Shhh, you don’t have to explain,” Mac said, cutting her off with another kiss.

“But I want to,” she answered. When Mac nodded and smiled at her, she continued, “I wanna see where this is going between us. I wanna see how it’s working out when we’re back home and back in our working routine. Because if this doesn’t work and we’ve already slept together… I don’t wanna ruin things for us. You mean too much to me.”

Mac nodded again. “Okay.”

“You sure you’re okay with that?” she asked.

“Very sure,” he replied. “I don’t wanna put any pressure on you. All I want is to make you happy, so let’s just see where this goes.”

“Thanks, Mac.”

He smiled at her. “Anytime,” he told her, placing a kiss on her lips. “But just to be clear, kissing is allowed – obviously, making out is okay, too – but no sex.”

A chuckle escaped her. “Yes.”

“I’m okay with that, Stella. Really.”

“Good.”

Stella rested her head on Mac’s upper arm and snuggled into his embrace. His hand searched for hers again, and he laced his fingers gently through hers again while his other hand slipped under her shirt and drew lazy pattern on the small of her back.

“Mac?” Stella asked again after a while.

“Hmm?”

“Let’s go to bed? I’m tired.”

“Okay,” Mac whispered and placed a soft kiss behind her ear, causing Stella to sigh.

“Or maybe you could just keep doing that a while longer,” she said and closed her eyes with a content smile.

Mac placed another few kisses on her neck before sitting up, taking Stella with him. She gave him a slightly disappointed look and huffed.

“I’ll continue upstairs,” he returned and scooped Stella onto his arms to carry her into the bedroom. She squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“I’ll take you up on that,” she said as she placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

Mac chuckled. “I bet you will.”

“By the way, since when do I get carried into the bedroom?” Stella asked with a grin.

Mac stopped dead in his tracks. “I can set you down right now if you don’t want me to carry you,” he teased.

“Oh no, mister. You’ll carry me up there now.”

Mac chuckled and continued his way up the stairs. “I thought so.”

When they were in the bedroom and Mac stood in front of the bed, he just let go, dropping her on the bed.

“Hey,” she protested. “A little gentler, please.”

She grabbed the collar of Mac’s shirt and pulled him down as well, and he landed on top of her. They both laughed, and Mac propped himself up on his elbows. He ran a hand gently down her cheek, placing a light kiss on her nose.

“Am I too heavy for you?” he asked.

Stella smiled and shook her head. “No, it’s just fine.”

“Good. Tell me–”

“I will,” Stella cut him off. “Now, where did we leave off downstairs?”

Mac smiled and brushed his lips against Stella’s twice before deepening the kiss. They lay on the bed like that, kissing and enjoying the closeness of their bodies for several long minutes. When they pulled back, Stella smiled sweetly at Mac.

“I didn’t know my boss was that good of a kisser,” she said and stroked his cheek gently.

Mac pulled a pensive face. “I wonder if all my female coworkers think so…”

“Don’t you dare try to find out,” she warned him mockingly.

“You have nothing to worry about,” Mac said before bringing his lips to hers again to kiss her gently. After a few minutes, he moved to her ear, placing a light kiss below it and whispering, “Or maybe I should try to find out.”

Stella smacked him lightly on the arm. “Shut up,” she said with a laugh.

Mac grinned. “Didn’t you say something about being tired when we were downstairs?”

“Hmm right, I said that…” Stella trailed off and captured his lips with hers. “But something’s distracting me here.”

“I see,” Mac returned and spoiled her neck with kisses. “I wonder what that could be.”

Stella rolled them over so that she was on top, straddling him. She grinned down at him and grabbed his hands, lacing her fingers through his. Mac positioned his legs so she could lean against them.

“I’ll go change,” she said. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

Mac smiled. “Take your time.”

Stella went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and change into her clothes for the night. She came back out ten minutes later to see Mac lying on the bed the same way he’d been when she’d left. She flopped down next to him and curled up at his side. Mac pulled her into his arms and held her captive against his body. They lay like that for long moments.

“Do you want kids?” Mac suddenly asked.

Stella put some space between them and looked at him. “Don’t you think that’s a conversation we should have a little later in our relationship?”

Mac smiled and ran his finger down her cheek. “Don’t worry. You won’t scare me away, no matter what your answer is. I won’t run if you say yes, and I won’t leave if you say no.”

A slight blush rose in her cheeks as she nodded. “Yeah, I want kids.”

“I thought so,” Mac returned with a smile. “You’ll be an amazing mom.”

Stella smiled back. “You’ll be an amazing dad,” she said and settled back into his arms.

The soft circles Mac drew on her back lulled her to sleep. Before she drifted off to dreamland, though, she managed to mumble a low, “Good night”against his shoulder and placed a soft kiss there.

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sexycazzy: Mac Taylor 2sexycazzy on October 7th, 2009 06:57 am (UTC)
Awww - this is sweet! I can't wait to see what'll happen next! ::))
Sabi: {Celeb} Gary Sinise Guitar smalllove_kate_walsh on October 7th, 2009 02:34 pm (UTC)
Thanks. I'm glad you liked the chapter.