Post by jessie on Mar 5, 2011 18:12:39 GMT -6
This is a sad one guys so beware. 
Chapter 1
Mac was at work, when he got a call from the New Orleans Police Department. Mac froze he knew by the tone of the the Officer's voice it wasn't good. He listened to the Officer who's name was Detective Roberts talk.
"Hello this is Detective Mike Roberts, I have some very bad news for you. Stella Bonasera was murdered last night in her home. She had you down as one of the people to inform if anything happened to her. We are doing everything possible to see what happened, but it was a horrible, and very violent crime. We know Stella was looking into some really big cases, and her being in charge of the New Orleans Crime lab, maybe that made her a target. We also know that there was a man that had been harassing Stella, we are bringing him into questioning. I know she worked with you, but did she call you, or tell you anything that could help solve this case"?
"Oh God she called me two nights ago, but I was to busy to talk. I said I would call her this weekend, maybe she was going to ask for help. Please tell me how did she died Detective Roberts"?
"She was beaten , strangled, and left tied up, in her basement of her home. I think the killer beat her for hours, by the looks of it. They are doing forensics at the moment, but it appears she was raped too. She suffered Detective Taylor, she was well liked here, we will have all available men and women out on this case. We have volunteers willing to work on their free time, without pay. Her team are beside themselves, we thought if you or any of your team would like to come down to help with the investigation, we would welcome you. She talked about you, and your Team all the time, her staff say she admired you greatly".
Mac felt sick, he was so angry, he hated himself for not listening to her the other day. He said he would be there for sure, and a couple of his team probably would join him.
"Thank you Detective Taylor, we will see you when you arrive"
Mac hung up, he sat putting his hands to his head. He smashed his hands so hard on the desk, he thought he broke one. He grabbed the phone, calling the Head Office to tell them what happened. They said they would release him , and 2 members to go to New Orleans, to help solve the crime, of Stella. She was well liked and respected, by all the staff in New York, and her new job. Mac got up, and walked out , asking everyone to come in the office. The only person who didn't know Mac was Jo, but he called her in too.
Mac walked over to his desk, "I have some horrible news, this is really hard for me to say. Stella was murdered last night, they have no leads, but it was a violent crime. Our colleague, and Friend died a horrible death, I'm going to New Orleans to help with the investigation. I can only bring two people with me, I'm sorry that is all they will allow right now. I know you all loved her deeply, and I know she loved you too. This is a hard decision for me, but I'm going to make it, and I don't want any hard feelings"
They all looked at Mac, he looked at Jo, "I'm bringing you, only because you will be impartial, you didn't know her, so you will treat this like every other crime, and I know you will work hard to find this animal".
Everyone else looked at each other, he hated to pick, but he knew who he wanted with him. "My second choice is Lindsay, the rest of you, will run this Team, Don and Danny you are in charge. Sheldon and Sid, I will need you here , and I will fax you evidence, if I need any help, but I trust you all with my life. I hope there isn't any hard feelings, we all loved Stella, and I know she loved us".
They all got up saying they understood his decision, and they walked out. Lindsay and Jo said they would go home, and grab their stuff, and meet Mac at the airport. They left, Mac walked over grabbing his coat. He was going to go home, to pack too, he walked to the door, but turned looking at a picture on his wall, with everyone including Stella in it. He felt tears come to his eyes, he couldn't believe she was gone, he only wished he told her how much he cared, because maybe she never would have left in the first place.
Chapter 1
Mac was at work, when he got a call from the New Orleans Police Department. Mac froze he knew by the tone of the the Officer's voice it wasn't good. He listened to the Officer who's name was Detective Roberts talk.
"Hello this is Detective Mike Roberts, I have some very bad news for you. Stella Bonasera was murdered last night in her home. She had you down as one of the people to inform if anything happened to her. We are doing everything possible to see what happened, but it was a horrible, and very violent crime. We know Stella was looking into some really big cases, and her being in charge of the New Orleans Crime lab, maybe that made her a target. We also know that there was a man that had been harassing Stella, we are bringing him into questioning. I know she worked with you, but did she call you, or tell you anything that could help solve this case"?
"Oh God she called me two nights ago, but I was to busy to talk. I said I would call her this weekend, maybe she was going to ask for help. Please tell me how did she died Detective Roberts"?
"She was beaten , strangled, and left tied up, in her basement of her home. I think the killer beat her for hours, by the looks of it. They are doing forensics at the moment, but it appears she was raped too. She suffered Detective Taylor, she was well liked here, we will have all available men and women out on this case. We have volunteers willing to work on their free time, without pay. Her team are beside themselves, we thought if you or any of your team would like to come down to help with the investigation, we would welcome you. She talked about you, and your Team all the time, her staff say she admired you greatly".
Mac felt sick, he was so angry, he hated himself for not listening to her the other day. He said he would be there for sure, and a couple of his team probably would join him.
"Thank you Detective Taylor, we will see you when you arrive"
Mac hung up, he sat putting his hands to his head. He smashed his hands so hard on the desk, he thought he broke one. He grabbed the phone, calling the Head Office to tell them what happened. They said they would release him , and 2 members to go to New Orleans, to help solve the crime, of Stella. She was well liked and respected, by all the staff in New York, and her new job. Mac got up, and walked out , asking everyone to come in the office. The only person who didn't know Mac was Jo, but he called her in too.
Mac walked over to his desk, "I have some horrible news, this is really hard for me to say. Stella was murdered last night, they have no leads, but it was a violent crime. Our colleague, and Friend died a horrible death, I'm going to New Orleans to help with the investigation. I can only bring two people with me, I'm sorry that is all they will allow right now. I know you all loved her deeply, and I know she loved you too. This is a hard decision for me, but I'm going to make it, and I don't want any hard feelings"
They all looked at Mac, he looked at Jo, "I'm bringing you, only because you will be impartial, you didn't know her, so you will treat this like every other crime, and I know you will work hard to find this animal".
Everyone else looked at each other, he hated to pick, but he knew who he wanted with him. "My second choice is Lindsay, the rest of you, will run this Team, Don and Danny you are in charge. Sheldon and Sid, I will need you here , and I will fax you evidence, if I need any help, but I trust you all with my life. I hope there isn't any hard feelings, we all loved Stella, and I know she loved us".
They all got up saying they understood his decision, and they walked out. Lindsay and Jo said they would go home, and grab their stuff, and meet Mac at the airport. They left, Mac walked over grabbing his coat. He was going to go home, to pack too, he walked to the door, but turned looking at a picture on his wall, with everyone including Stella in it. He felt tears come to his eyes, he couldn't believe she was gone, he only wished he told her how much he cared, because maybe she never would have left in the first place.
