[Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: NY یا the characters they belong to Anthony Zuiker, CBS, and all of their affiliates.
Author’s Note: I got this idea from SuzzieSidle’s پرستار fic entitled Nuclear Explosion over at fanfiction.net; I thought it had a very cool twist and decided to borrow her idea. Be patient though Mac and Stella will eventually end up together in this fic but I have to do some background work to them first. Please read, comment, and enjoy. Thanks!]
سیکنڈ Chance at Love
Chapter One: Stella’s Story
Detective Mac Taylor walked into his office on Monday morning to meet with his newest employee, Stella Bonasera. He checked his emails and made a couple of phone calls before noticing a beautiful woman standing outside of his office. He hung the phone up and went outside to greet her and invited her into his office.
“Good morning ma’am, I’m Detective Mac Taylor آپ must be my new CSI, Stella Bonasera. It’s nice to meet you; Danny Messer has told me many things about you.” Mac کہا as he shook Stella’s hand.
“Oh well I hope they’re not too bad Detective Taylor and آپ would be correct I’m Stella Bonasera. It’s nice to meet آپ as well Danny has told me a lot about you. I’m kind of nervous, this job is very important to me, and I promise I will not let آپ down, boss.”
“Well that’s good to hear and I have heard nothing but the best about آپ although I do have a few سوالات about آپ as well.”
“Alright I expected as much I will tell آپ anything آپ want to know.”
“Okay well first of all Danny mentioned آپ are his sister-in-law and that you’re the widow of the late Louie Messer? I would first like to offer آپ my condolences I know he died several years پہلے but I also know that the pain of losing a spouse never goes away for good. If آپ wouldn’t mind I would like to talk about your marriage to Louie and your relationship with Danny if that’s alright with you. If it’s too painful then we’ll leave it alone and keep our discussion strictly to the job. It’s up to you.”
Stella sighed.
“Detective Taylor…”
“Please it’s Mac.”
“Okay well Mac آپ seem like a nice man and someone I can trust and it is difficult to talk about Louie but I need to and آپ probably need to know since I will be working with a family member.”
“That was my main reason for bringing this up.”
“Okay well I will just start from the beginning. I graduated from high school when I was eighteen years old and was dating a guy named Frankie Mala. We started dating at the end of my senior سال and were together for the اگلے two years. When I was twenty years old I moved in with Frankie and we lived together for three months when things started to go bad. One night I came ہوم from work around nine o’clock and when I walked in to our apartment I realized Frankie had been drinking… a lot. I laid my پرس, تھیلی down on the میز, جدول and walked over to him he got off of the سوفی, لٹانا and started kissing me. He smelled so badly of alcohol that I couldn’t stand it so I pushed him away. He asked me what was wrong and I said,
“You’re drunk we’re not doing this while you’re drunk Frankie.”
Then he just kind of lost his temper. I had seen him mad before but never that mad. He punched me in the jaw so hard I thought he broke it and then he threw me into a کتابوں کی الماری which fell on me and broke my ankle. It took a few منٹ but I eventually got back to my feet and before I knew it he was holding a gun to my head. I didn’t even know he owned a gun. At this point I was ignoring all the pain I was feeling and just lunged after him. During the struggle he dropped the gun which landed close to my legs so I picked it up and after a little bit of hesitation I realized he also had a چھری so I figured my only way out was to shoot him. I only meant to hurt him give myself enough time to get out of the apartment so I shot him in the leg. Before I knew it we both collapsed to the ground he still had the چھری in his hand and held it to my throat so I knew my only option was to shoot him again. That یا let him slit my throat. I shot him in the chest which I’m guessing went straight through his دل and killed him. I was so panic stricken that I just barely crawled away from the body and then I passed out. منٹ later I guess a neighbor heard the gunshots and called 911 the paramedics arrived and loaded me onto a stretcher. I had a minor concussion from hitting my head so hard on the کتابوں کی الماری and I also had a cut on my cheek from where he had hit me. He had also managed to cut my neck a little so I had a small cut there as well. Then the paramedic told me my ankle was broken and I had some bruised ribs and would need to spend a few nights in the hospital to have surgery. Wow, it’s been years since I’ve talked about this to anyone.”
“It’s okay if آپ want to stop we can.”
“No, I’m okay. The ایمبولینس arrived to the hospital and I was admitted all of this took place around ten thirty about an گھنٹہ after the attack and I was sent to a room on the third floor. The nurse in the emergency room put a temporary cast on my ankle and told me they would be سے طرف کی to take x-rays later on that night. Around eleven a man came into my room and told me what he was going to do.”
“Hi ma’am my name is Louie, I’m going to take آپ down to radiology to do some x-rays on your ankle okay. Can آپ tell me your name and تاریخ of birth so I know I have the right patient information?”
“Yeah, it’s Stella Bonasera and my تاریخ of birth is September 14th, 1975.”
“Okay that’s what I got on my paper here, let’s get آپ in this wheelchair and then we’ll be off.”
“I remember he had the most adorable accent, pure New Yorker. He wheeled me down to the x-ray department and asked me to get up onto the table.”
“Alright ma’am this shouldn’t take very long but I need آپ to get up on this میز, جدول for me so I can take the pictures.”
“I got on the میز, جدول and he took the x-rays, then he took me back to my room, before he left though I asked him a question.”
“Hey, Louie can I ask آپ a question?”
“Sure, ma’am what is it?”
“Well I wanted to know do آپ think I’ll go to prison for what happened tonight?”
“Uhh I don’t know they just told me to take some x-rays, they didn’t say what happened to آپ یا anything but I got a couple of منٹ if آپ want to talk about it I can be a pretty good listener most of the time. Why do آپ think آپ would go to prison?”
“Well I came ہوم from work tonight and my drunken boyfriend attacked me. After punching me and throwing me into a bookshelf which feel on me breaking my ankle, and bruising some ribs, he held a gun to my head. I threw myself at him and we collapsed to the floor, during the struggle he dropped the gun and I picked it up. I only wanted to hurt him so I shot him in the leg but he came after me again and this time he had a چھری which he held to my throat. I figured I was in a no win situation so I shot him again this time in the chest, killing him. I’m so scared I don’t want to go to prison but I killed a man…I…I don’t know what to do. آپ work at a hospital and have probably been to college so آپ got to know a little bit about law, that’s why I’m asking.”
“Wow, well Miss Bonasera you’ve been through hell tonight and I’m no lawyer but my brother is attending the police academy and will graduate soon. He says in self defense cases, which is what yours was, that the victim usually doesn’t do time. Now don’t go سے طرف کی what I say because I could be wrong but I don’t think آپ have too much to worry about in that aspect. It was a very traumatic experience though so آپ need to worry about making sure you’re okay mentally and environmentally.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Okay well thanks for listening and giving me some advice. آپ have a good night and take care of yourself.”
“Miss Bonasera if means anything that animal had no right treating آپ like that we get a lot of abuse victims that come through here and everyone of them breaks my heart. You’re a beautiful young woman and in my opinion your boyfriend got what was coming to him. Well, I better go my pager just went off and they need me on the sixth floor but آپ hang in there and take care of yourself. You’re strong, you’ll get through this. Goodnight.”
“Thanks Louie that does mean a lot what آپ کہا thanks again for listening.”
“No problem.”
“He went on with his job that night but I was very touched سے طرف کی his kind words. Little did I know that was just the first of many things to come.”
“I was discharged from the hospital a couple of days later and had to go back to the apartment. I called my friend Sarah and told her what had happened and she کہا I could stay with her until I found a new place. So I packed up all of my stuff and basically told the apartment manager to sell all of Frankie’s stuff. Then I moved in with Sarah and started looking for a new apartment. I had contacted my boss and let her know what was going on she کہا to hang in there and take as much time as necessary to recover. If it hadn’t have been for my ankle I would have been back to work the دن after I got out of the hospital but it needed to heal and being a waitress isn’t exactly great for a broken ankle. A couple of weeks after the incident I went back to the hospital to pick up a prescription for some pain killers and I ran into Louie again.”
“Stella Bonasera didn’t think I’d see آپ again. What are آپ up too?”
“Louie, hi, well I needed some مزید pain medicine and I could only get it filled through this pharmacy so I came up here to pick it up today. How have آپ been?”
“Doing good, doing good, just working as much as I can how did everything turn out for آپ legal wise? Should I be looking for your picture in the paper under حالیہ arrests?”
Stella laughed and smiled at him.
“No, no my picture won’t be there turns out آپ were right the jury found me not guilty because it was self defense and there were even some co-workers of Frankie’s that testified in my defense saying Frankie had bought that gun illegally and had a temper. They also کہا he was known to make threats so the judge backed the juries’ decision and I was found not guilty.”
“Alright that’s fantastic! Umm, listen there’s something I want to ask آپ since you’re here.”
“Sure, ask away.”
“Well, and I don’t want to sound like a jerk یا some scumbag but I haven’t been able to get آپ out of my head since we met that night I took x-rays of your ankle and آپ told me what had happened to you. I told آپ that night I thought آپ were beautiful which is true but آپ just seemed really interesting and I wanted to make sure آپ were okay. I wanted to try to get your number یا address from my boss but I couldn’t risk losing my job because I broke patient confidentiality. I know آپ just got out of a bad relationship and are going through hell right now but I’d like to take آپ out sometime. It doesn’t have to be like a تاریخ یا anything just go out have some drinks یا just hang out. I just want to get to know آپ and correct me if I’m wrong but maybe آپ could use a friend? What do آپ think? Yes, no, maybe, get lost creep?”
Stella laughed at him and then answered his question.
“You’re very funny Louie and yes I did just get out of a horrible relationship but I don’t have many دوستوں and I could use another one so yeah I’ll go out with آپ sometime for drinks یا whatever. It’s very sweet of آپ to think about me and be concerned on how I’m doing. I’m staying with one of my few دوستوں right now but why don’t آپ give me your number and I’ll give آپ a call sometime, when is the best time to reach you?”
“I go to work at 3:00 in the afternoon and work until 11:00pm, so anytime before that is fine but tomorrow I’m off so آپ can call at anytime no matter how late. Here’s my phone number and oh last name’s Messer سے طرف کی the way. Louie Messer. Thanks for doing this Stella, I just knew آپ were going to think I was some creep یا something but I really do just want to get to know آپ so thanks for giving me a chance.”
“Well Louie you’re a very sweet guy and thank آپ for asking me, it’s nice to know someone cares. I better let آپ get back to work though; I’ll give آپ a call tomorrow sometime. Take it easy.”
“You do the same I’ll be looking آگے to your call. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
Stella walked out of the hospital and headed back to her friends’ apartment, she was very excited about getting to know and going out with this Louie Messer guy.
Author’s Note: I got this idea from SuzzieSidle’s پرستار fic entitled Nuclear Explosion over at fanfiction.net; I thought it had a very cool twist and decided to borrow her idea. Be patient though Mac and Stella will eventually end up together in this fic but I have to do some background work to them first. Please read, comment, and enjoy. Thanks!]
سیکنڈ Chance at Love
Chapter One: Stella’s Story
Detective Mac Taylor walked into his office on Monday morning to meet with his newest employee, Stella Bonasera. He checked his emails and made a couple of phone calls before noticing a beautiful woman standing outside of his office. He hung the phone up and went outside to greet her and invited her into his office.
“Good morning ma’am, I’m Detective Mac Taylor آپ must be my new CSI, Stella Bonasera. It’s nice to meet you; Danny Messer has told me many things about you.” Mac کہا as he shook Stella’s hand.
“Oh well I hope they’re not too bad Detective Taylor and آپ would be correct I’m Stella Bonasera. It’s nice to meet آپ as well Danny has told me a lot about you. I’m kind of nervous, this job is very important to me, and I promise I will not let آپ down, boss.”
“Well that’s good to hear and I have heard nothing but the best about آپ although I do have a few سوالات about آپ as well.”
“Alright I expected as much I will tell آپ anything آپ want to know.”
“Okay well first of all Danny mentioned آپ are his sister-in-law and that you’re the widow of the late Louie Messer? I would first like to offer آپ my condolences I know he died several years پہلے but I also know that the pain of losing a spouse never goes away for good. If آپ wouldn’t mind I would like to talk about your marriage to Louie and your relationship with Danny if that’s alright with you. If it’s too painful then we’ll leave it alone and keep our discussion strictly to the job. It’s up to you.”
Stella sighed.
“Detective Taylor…”
“Please it’s Mac.”
“Okay well Mac آپ seem like a nice man and someone I can trust and it is difficult to talk about Louie but I need to and آپ probably need to know since I will be working with a family member.”
“That was my main reason for bringing this up.”
“Okay well I will just start from the beginning. I graduated from high school when I was eighteen years old and was dating a guy named Frankie Mala. We started dating at the end of my senior سال and were together for the اگلے two years. When I was twenty years old I moved in with Frankie and we lived together for three months when things started to go bad. One night I came ہوم from work around nine o’clock and when I walked in to our apartment I realized Frankie had been drinking… a lot. I laid my پرس, تھیلی down on the میز, جدول and walked over to him he got off of the سوفی, لٹانا and started kissing me. He smelled so badly of alcohol that I couldn’t stand it so I pushed him away. He asked me what was wrong and I said,
“You’re drunk we’re not doing this while you’re drunk Frankie.”
Then he just kind of lost his temper. I had seen him mad before but never that mad. He punched me in the jaw so hard I thought he broke it and then he threw me into a کتابوں کی الماری which fell on me and broke my ankle. It took a few منٹ but I eventually got back to my feet and before I knew it he was holding a gun to my head. I didn’t even know he owned a gun. At this point I was ignoring all the pain I was feeling and just lunged after him. During the struggle he dropped the gun which landed close to my legs so I picked it up and after a little bit of hesitation I realized he also had a چھری so I figured my only way out was to shoot him. I only meant to hurt him give myself enough time to get out of the apartment so I shot him in the leg. Before I knew it we both collapsed to the ground he still had the چھری in his hand and held it to my throat so I knew my only option was to shoot him again. That یا let him slit my throat. I shot him in the chest which I’m guessing went straight through his دل and killed him. I was so panic stricken that I just barely crawled away from the body and then I passed out. منٹ later I guess a neighbor heard the gunshots and called 911 the paramedics arrived and loaded me onto a stretcher. I had a minor concussion from hitting my head so hard on the کتابوں کی الماری and I also had a cut on my cheek from where he had hit me. He had also managed to cut my neck a little so I had a small cut there as well. Then the paramedic told me my ankle was broken and I had some bruised ribs and would need to spend a few nights in the hospital to have surgery. Wow, it’s been years since I’ve talked about this to anyone.”
“It’s okay if آپ want to stop we can.”
“No, I’m okay. The ایمبولینس arrived to the hospital and I was admitted all of this took place around ten thirty about an گھنٹہ after the attack and I was sent to a room on the third floor. The nurse in the emergency room put a temporary cast on my ankle and told me they would be سے طرف کی to take x-rays later on that night. Around eleven a man came into my room and told me what he was going to do.”
“Hi ma’am my name is Louie, I’m going to take آپ down to radiology to do some x-rays on your ankle okay. Can آپ tell me your name and تاریخ of birth so I know I have the right patient information?”
“Yeah, it’s Stella Bonasera and my تاریخ of birth is September 14th, 1975.”
“Okay that’s what I got on my paper here, let’s get آپ in this wheelchair and then we’ll be off.”
“I remember he had the most adorable accent, pure New Yorker. He wheeled me down to the x-ray department and asked me to get up onto the table.”
“Alright ma’am this shouldn’t take very long but I need آپ to get up on this میز, جدول for me so I can take the pictures.”
“I got on the میز, جدول and he took the x-rays, then he took me back to my room, before he left though I asked him a question.”
“Hey, Louie can I ask آپ a question?”
“Sure, ma’am what is it?”
“Well I wanted to know do آپ think I’ll go to prison for what happened tonight?”
“Uhh I don’t know they just told me to take some x-rays, they didn’t say what happened to آپ یا anything but I got a couple of منٹ if آپ want to talk about it I can be a pretty good listener most of the time. Why do آپ think آپ would go to prison?”
“Well I came ہوم from work tonight and my drunken boyfriend attacked me. After punching me and throwing me into a bookshelf which feel on me breaking my ankle, and bruising some ribs, he held a gun to my head. I threw myself at him and we collapsed to the floor, during the struggle he dropped the gun and I picked it up. I only wanted to hurt him so I shot him in the leg but he came after me again and this time he had a چھری which he held to my throat. I figured I was in a no win situation so I shot him again this time in the chest, killing him. I’m so scared I don’t want to go to prison but I killed a man…I…I don’t know what to do. آپ work at a hospital and have probably been to college so آپ got to know a little bit about law, that’s why I’m asking.”
“Wow, well Miss Bonasera you’ve been through hell tonight and I’m no lawyer but my brother is attending the police academy and will graduate soon. He says in self defense cases, which is what yours was, that the victim usually doesn’t do time. Now don’t go سے طرف کی what I say because I could be wrong but I don’t think آپ have too much to worry about in that aspect. It was a very traumatic experience though so آپ need to worry about making sure you’re okay mentally and environmentally.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Okay well thanks for listening and giving me some advice. آپ have a good night and take care of yourself.”
“Miss Bonasera if means anything that animal had no right treating آپ like that we get a lot of abuse victims that come through here and everyone of them breaks my heart. You’re a beautiful young woman and in my opinion your boyfriend got what was coming to him. Well, I better go my pager just went off and they need me on the sixth floor but آپ hang in there and take care of yourself. You’re strong, you’ll get through this. Goodnight.”
“Thanks Louie that does mean a lot what آپ کہا thanks again for listening.”
“No problem.”
“He went on with his job that night but I was very touched سے طرف کی his kind words. Little did I know that was just the first of many things to come.”
“I was discharged from the hospital a couple of days later and had to go back to the apartment. I called my friend Sarah and told her what had happened and she کہا I could stay with her until I found a new place. So I packed up all of my stuff and basically told the apartment manager to sell all of Frankie’s stuff. Then I moved in with Sarah and started looking for a new apartment. I had contacted my boss and let her know what was going on she کہا to hang in there and take as much time as necessary to recover. If it hadn’t have been for my ankle I would have been back to work the دن after I got out of the hospital but it needed to heal and being a waitress isn’t exactly great for a broken ankle. A couple of weeks after the incident I went back to the hospital to pick up a prescription for some pain killers and I ran into Louie again.”
“Stella Bonasera didn’t think I’d see آپ again. What are آپ up too?”
“Louie, hi, well I needed some مزید pain medicine and I could only get it filled through this pharmacy so I came up here to pick it up today. How have آپ been?”
“Doing good, doing good, just working as much as I can how did everything turn out for آپ legal wise? Should I be looking for your picture in the paper under حالیہ arrests?”
Stella laughed and smiled at him.
“No, no my picture won’t be there turns out آپ were right the jury found me not guilty because it was self defense and there were even some co-workers of Frankie’s that testified in my defense saying Frankie had bought that gun illegally and had a temper. They also کہا he was known to make threats so the judge backed the juries’ decision and I was found not guilty.”
“Alright that’s fantastic! Umm, listen there’s something I want to ask آپ since you’re here.”
“Sure, ask away.”
“Well, and I don’t want to sound like a jerk یا some scumbag but I haven’t been able to get آپ out of my head since we met that night I took x-rays of your ankle and آپ told me what had happened to you. I told آپ that night I thought آپ were beautiful which is true but آپ just seemed really interesting and I wanted to make sure آپ were okay. I wanted to try to get your number یا address from my boss but I couldn’t risk losing my job because I broke patient confidentiality. I know آپ just got out of a bad relationship and are going through hell right now but I’d like to take آپ out sometime. It doesn’t have to be like a تاریخ یا anything just go out have some drinks یا just hang out. I just want to get to know آپ and correct me if I’m wrong but maybe آپ could use a friend? What do آپ think? Yes, no, maybe, get lost creep?”
Stella laughed at him and then answered his question.
“You’re very funny Louie and yes I did just get out of a horrible relationship but I don’t have many دوستوں and I could use another one so yeah I’ll go out with آپ sometime for drinks یا whatever. It’s very sweet of آپ to think about me and be concerned on how I’m doing. I’m staying with one of my few دوستوں right now but why don’t آپ give me your number and I’ll give آپ a call sometime, when is the best time to reach you?”
“I go to work at 3:00 in the afternoon and work until 11:00pm, so anytime before that is fine but tomorrow I’m off so آپ can call at anytime no matter how late. Here’s my phone number and oh last name’s Messer سے طرف کی the way. Louie Messer. Thanks for doing this Stella, I just knew آپ were going to think I was some creep یا something but I really do just want to get to know آپ so thanks for giving me a chance.”
“Well Louie you’re a very sweet guy and thank آپ for asking me, it’s nice to know someone cares. I better let آپ get back to work though; I’ll give آپ a call tomorrow sometime. Take it easy.”
“You do the same I’ll be looking آگے to your call. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
Stella walked out of the hospital and headed back to her friends’ apartment, she was very excited about getting to know and going out with this Louie Messer guy.
