Well i dont know what to call it. :p anyway...

Summery: Mac and Stella get stuck in an elevator. Stella decides to play a little 'friendly' game. But what will happen when the vragen start reveling scerets to each other?

bored right? Oh just read the story plz!

Disclamier: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! Not the characters, not anything.



It was 8:00 at the NYPD. Most of the team went home. The only four people that were there, besides other lab techs who i dont care about, were Mac,Stella,Danny,and Hawkes. As Mac walked into the elevator, and pushed the 'Lobby' button, Stella came running. "Hey Mac!...

this is not mine but i love this series if u read it. u would know how great it is.it from ff.net and it rock.i read it a million times.it door lovlyangl





As Stella reached Mac's office, she noticed he wasn't there. Walking over to his bureau to drop off the file, she seen a piece of paper on the floor. Picking it up, she couldn't help but look. She knew she should put it down and leave, but she couldn't, for in her hart-, hart she knew it was from Peyton.

As she read it, she realized that Mac would need her company. Oh he wouldn't admit he needed her, but Stella knew different. Knowing Mac would be...

The misunderstanding.
Will they find each other again?


It’s getting cold in here, my body start shacking, before I knew what was going to happen the tears start to roll down my face. Not just a few tears no, a waterfall is running over my face. Nothing could stop it. I walked around my room a couple of times and told myself to stop, but it wouldn’t work. I looked at the screen with the words written on it. Those words were barley readable now the tears filled my eyes even more, my make up was fully under my eyes. What’s wrong with me I though several times, I couldn’t place it, was it...

This is my first Smacked fanfic so it may not be brilliant but I thought I'd give it a go! =]
Oneshot.


Mac and Stella had grown considerably closer and closer after so many years working together. They also knew how they both felt about each other but were never prepared to admit it. It wasn't because either of them feared rejection of even ruining their friendship; it was just that they were too stubborn, waiting for the other to make the first move.

She's my everything, like a morning girl
She's my angel, up above my world
She's the only one, who understands me
That's why I called her, my new...