Secrets of the Past

Mackenzie Storm stood there on the front stoop of the New York Crime Lab, ready for her first day. Her nerves were sporadic and her heart was pounding in her chest. She stepped inside the building and made her way to her floor. She was walking through, her black heels clicking as she walked.

Her mind was elsewhere and she wasn't watching where she was going. Then one moment she was walking through the hall and she felt her feet slide out from under her. She hit the floor with her shoulder and swore under her breath.

"Hey, miss, are you okay?" a voice asked and Mackenzie looked up to see a cute nerdy looking guy rushing to her aid.

"Yeah," she said smiling up at him. Curly brown hair, bright blue eyes, stubble on his face. He looks cute she muses to herself. "I guess I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Don't worry, happens to me sometimes too, you work here?" he asks and Mackenzie blushes.

"I'm Mackenzie Storm," Mackenzie says as she stands up. She then hands him her hand.

"Adam Ross, I work as a lab tech," he says and she smiles.

"That's what I've been hired to do," she said and he smiled back.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Kenzie," he said and she stopped. "If you need me I'll be over there in that lab."

He went to walk away but she grabbed his arm. "Hey, can I ask you a question?" she asked curiously. He shrugged as he glanced at down. She looked down to see her hand still had a hold of his shoulder and immediately let go. "Why did you call me Kenzie since most people call me Mac?" No one ever called her Kenzie, everyone called her Mac.

"Well, I don't want to call you Mac since Mac is the boss's name," Ross said and she nodded, understanding completely.

"Thanks," she said nodding. "Talk to you around." With that she headed back towards the office of her Detective Taylor, a man she now knew was originally named Mac. She knocked on the door and stood there impatiently and nervously.

"Yeah," a male voice asked and she walked in.

"Hi, I'm the new girl, Mackenzie Storm," Mackenzie said walking in hesitantly. He looked up at her, his eyes seemingly surprised.

"You're the new girl?" he asked and she nodded. "That can't be. You're just a kid? How old are you; thirteen, fourteen?"

Her mouth dropped at the critical tone in his voice. Then her stubborn side came forward and she walked to his desk confidently.

"I'm twenty for your information. Besides, I might look a little young but if I can do the job and do it correctly then what should it matter?" Mackenzie demanded angrily. She stepped back as soon as the words were out trying to prevent her anger from getting the best of her. She really needed to hit something or shoot something.

"Well, seems we've got a pistol here Mac," a pretty brunette woman said smiling as she walked in and handed him a file. "Here's the tox-result you asked for." The woman then turned to Mackenzie and held out her hand. "I'm Stella Bonasera."

"Kenzie Storm," Mackenzie said shaking the woman's hand.

"Kenzie? Strange name, no offense," Detective Bonasera said honestly.

"Well, really it's Mackenzie but I go by Kenzie," she said adopting the nickname.

"Okay, Kenzie it is," Detective Bonasera said. "See you two later, and don't kill each other." With those stunning words of wisdom Stella Bonasera walked out of the office leaving them alone.

"You'll be working in the lab with Adam Ross," Detective Taylor said looking down and grabbing a file with her name on it. "Impressive resume. Graduated a bit young though didn't you?"

"I was fifteen; I skip a couple grades in elementary school. I'm not the first kid to do that," she said nonchalantly.

"No, your not, but with all that intelligence why become a cop. Most people think it's a job for brutes, not brains," Mac Taylor said and she nodded understanding his skepticism.

"I always dreamed of being a cop, helping people, finding the bad guy. If you look every class I ever took from high school on directly corresponds with the police force. Everything from basic criminology studies to Basic medical background for on the scene work. I did everything I could to make myself the perfect police officer," she said impassioned but blushed when she realized what she was doing. "I'll go to Ross's lab."

She went to turn around when Detective Taylor's voice spoke up.

"Ms. Storm, have we met before," his voice asked from across the room. She turned around to stare into his deeply blue eyes with her equally blue eyes before she spoke.

"No, I don't believe so, why?" Mackenzie asked, her voice neutral. She got that strange feeling she'd met him before but didn't think much of it.

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Mac stared at the new girl trying to place where he'd seen her before.

"My mistake," he said as he watched the brunette leave. As she did he glanced down then back up. He had to admit, the girl did have an impressive resume. She had taken basic medical classes, had a degree in Criminology, one in Chemistry, One in Biology, one in Physics, and one in Crime Scene Forensics. The girl really had spent her whole life training for the police force.

Just then another call came out and a new body had been discovered. Time to go to work.

[Updated to correct a few errors that have been pointed out. Thanks for all of the reviews. TVGirl09]