CSI: NY Rated T
Name: For You, Always
Chapter 18-Epilogue
3 Years Later
Stella's POV
"Do you think we'll be lucky this time?" I whispered with a smile as Mac trailed his hands down my naked sides, his lips on my neck. I moaned lightly as he trailed kisses towards my chest, then down until… We stopped and listened as we heard a cry come over the monitor next to the bed.
"Guess not", I laughed as Mac groaned in frustration.
Climbing out of his arms I sat up and reached for my robe when I heard another sob come over the monitor,
"Mommy…mommy"
I smiled at the words,
"At least today they decided to get up in unison instead of two hours apart" I said making Mac chuckle next to me.
Tying the robe around me I watched my husband climb out of bed and get changed. Husband…God, it's been two years and the word still gives me shivers of pleasure.
Walking out of the room I make my way to Jessy's room, her quiet babble of words getting louder at my approach.
"Morning my little angel", I smiled as I lifted my daughter into my arms.
Jessy Claire Taylor was nearly two and a half years old. She's my little ray of sunshine who took only three hours to make it into this world. That day I'll never forget because, 1. My daughter was born a healthy 7lb and 13ounces, and 2. My husband Mac Taylor cried like a baby. I just wish I'd got a picture as no one would believe me but I guess I was a little "busy" at the time to take photos. Jessy looks like me but I tend to disagree. I say she's both me and Mac. Yes, she has my golden curls and light olive skin tone but everything else I think is Mac…Her bright blue eyes and the way she sleeps curled up on her side. When I first held her and she looked up at me and I saw those eyes for the first time, I, as well as my husband, cried like a baby. I couldn't get over at the time how much love I had for her.
"Should we get you ready angel, and then we can go see daddy", I said as I lightly tickled her small feet making her laughter fill the room.
"Daddy!" She squealed, " 'ark mommy, choc'ate"
"Chocolate and park,huh. You're getting a little demanding there aren't you little lady", I laughed as she giggled.
As I started to change her for the day I heard Mac talking to our son in the other room making my smile even greater.
Our son, Logan Matthew Taylor, who unlike our daughter decided to take twelve hours to make it into this world. He was born 8lb 3ounces and is now three months old. Logan is the opposite of our daughter; he's got Mac's hair and skin tone and my eyes. The one thing I will always remember about our son's birth is that when he was born he had a full head of gorgeous brown hair. The reason I will always remember is; when he came out he didn't cry and me watching too much TV thought that was a bad sign. I started sobbing thinking something was wrong with him, so Mac leant over and looked down at our son. When he turned back to face me he looked shocked and just when our son started crying for the first time, said "He has a lot of hair". I laughed so hard that tears poured out of my eyes. I would definitely not forget that day.
Walking into the kitchen with Jessy in my arms I saw my husband just about to start breakfast, our son held in his arms.
"Logan is definitely hungry" Mac said turning to face me with a smile on his face, "Aren't you little man", he cooed as he looked down at our son who was suckling his little fist.
Placing Jessy in her high chair I turned to reach for my son, gently laying him across my chest I leant over and placed my lips gently to Mac's.
"I'll feed Logan then, and you can feed our little angel over there", I smiled as I sat down at the table.
"Food daddy, food", Jessy squealed in delight.
"Soon angel, we got to get your bib on you first", he replied.
As I watched our daughter, I opened my robe slightly and placed Logan at my breast, his lips automatically latching on and his fist clenching over my heart. It was such an innocent gesture that I have come to love in these past months.
After breakfast had finished, me and Mac took turns with the kids as we got ready for the day. I was currently laid on my front in our living room, propped up on my elbows looking down at our son, trying to get him to produce a smile. Jessy was sat on our bed watching Mac get ready and babbling away at him.
"Come on little man, won't you smile for mummy. Just a little one please", I begged, camera ready in my hands.
"I see he's not done it yet", Mac teased from the doorway, Jessy tottering into the room next to him.
"No" I pouted, "I just want a little smile"
"He'll smile when he's ready Stel, you know that"
"I know but I just…I just don't want to miss it"
Mac came and sat down next to me, his hands instantly reaching for our son,
"You won't miss it Stel," he said, then turning to Logan, "Why won't you smile for mummy, you know she's desperate"
"I am not desperate"
"Not desperate huh, then why are you constantly carrying around the camera", he teased.
I rolled my eyes at him and opened my arms as Jessy came towards me.
"You'll smile for mummy won't you angel" I said.
"Smile mummy", she giggled instantly clapping her hands excitedly.
"That's my girl", I whispered as I placed a kiss on her forehead.
Mac's POV
I looked down at Logan who was nestled in my arms and smiled automatically. We had two of the most beautiful children and I have everything I could have ever wished for.
"Mac?", I heard Stella say.
Turning my head towards hers I met her eyes and my smile brightened.
"Yes sweetheart?" I asked as I watched her bite her lower lip nervously.
"I was just thinking that well… I'm kind of getting old"
"Old?" I said, confused about where this was going.
"Yes, and it's just that we always said that we would like to have three children and well it's kind of nearing the time when I won't be able to have children and I know that I've only just had Logan but I'm scared that I'm getting too old to have another child and I would love to have a third but do you think people will find it weird I mean I would like to wait like a year before we start trying again but what if I'm seriously running out of time and well I'm just confused" she finished with a sigh.
I stared at her a minute trying to process everything she had just said.
"Stel, I do want a third and you're not too old, your only 38. I'm sure we've got plenty of time", I reassured her.
"But what if we don't have plenty of time, what if we wait too long and then all of a sudden it's too late" she said, tears threatening her eyes.
I reached over with one arm and pulled her and Jessy to my side, Stella's head instantly resting on my shoulder.
"What are you saying sweetheart?" I asked as I tucked a loose curl behind her ear.
Stella turned her head and looked down at Logan.
"I want to try for another baby", she whispered.
I sat in thought for a moment until Jessy's laughter broke my reverie.
"Baby", she giggled in delight.
I smiled at her and reached down to softly prod her belly forcing more laughter out from her lips.
"What do you think Jessy, do you want another brother or sister?" I asked
"Brother or 'ister", she gurgled clapping her hands together.
Stella was now facing me her eyes lit up in expectance.
"I want to try for another baby as well" I said making her smile grow. She leaned in and pressed her lips to mine.
"Thank you", she whispered against my lips.
"No need to say thank you Stel, there's nothing more that I would want than to extend our family even more"
She laughed and kissed Jessy's head, happiness filling her almost instantly. She looked down at Logan,
"What do you think about another brother or sister", she cooed lightly. Logan looked up at her and his tiny lips curved into a small smile.
"Oh my god, he smiled Mac, he's smiling!" She exclaimed reaching for the camera and taking several snapshots of our son. I smiled softly as I gently stroked our son's cheek, taking delight as he graced us with another smile.
"I can't believe he's smiling", cried Stella as she pulled Jessy into a fierce hug making her squeal in happiness. I laughed at her and sighed in content.
Everything I could ever want was here in this home, and, like I said before, there's nothing more that I would want than to extend our family, because in the end that's the most important thing of all. Family
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So, it's finally finished! I hope you all liked the ending and I hope you didn't think it was too cheesy. I thank everyone who has reviewed this story and for staying with it till the end. I will probably not do another story for a while as I am about to start college and I doubt I will have the time. I also just wanted to say that I am very saddened by Melina's departure from the show and I know that CSI:NY will not be the same without her. I also would like to thank all those other smacked writers for not giving up on them and for carrying on even though Stella has left! Please review and tell me what you thought of this ending, thank you!
xNataliex