Title: Time's Up
Chapter 1 - Careful What you Wish for

Summary: What will it take for you to realize that the person you want and need in your life is right in front of your eyes? For Mac and Stella, it'll take something drastic! What happens when time runs out? (Inspired by the episode with the same name) SMACKED

Disclaimer: I don't own Mac Taylor but I wish I did! This is a piece of fan fiction. It is written for pleasure and not for profit. The characters of CSI New York and any other regular cast and supporting cast members all belong to CBS, Paramount & Jerry Bruckheimer and Anthony Zuiker. All other characters are my own. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

NOTE: This is NOT an AU story. It might appear that way but it's only an alternate reality story if that makes sense! Lol.

A/N 1: this story is inspired by the episode "Time's Up" when Mac investigates the possibility of Time Travel. Watching this again the other day and it came to me and had to finish this. This is dedicated to Lily_moonlight my faraway friend for her urging to post this and Jill Swillburne! This is a shorter campy, fun, SMACKED adventure! Please just enjoy!

"Mac you are so way off on this one," Stella frowns at her partner; crossing her arms in exasperation. "Where is that usual objectivity that you are so famous for?" Her fiery green eyes searching his warm blue ones for an answer; anything to explain his odd behaviour on this very strange case.

"I just believe him," Mac replies as he and Stella watch Flack interrogating their latest suspect. He offers a heavy sigh, knowing that the answer he just gave wasn't sufficient and she won't let him off the hook that easily.

"His prints were found on that girl's body," Stella reminds him. "The evidence isn't wrong, you know that. Why so protective of this guy? Don't tell me you buy this whole, 'it was another me lie'," she throws at him with a frown. "I mean unless we are on the set of Star Trek or something."

"He could just be a fall guy," Mac notes as he turns and walks back for his office; Stella in tow. "This guy deals in scientific stuff. It would be very easy for one of his partners to forge this guy's prints and plant them. Remember his workspace? The tools he had for lifting prints?"

"You mean the little shop of horrors?" Stella quips; forcing Mac to just arch his brows but not offer anything in return. Mac walks into his office; heading for the window in silence, staring out in thought.

"What is it about this guy that really gets to you?" She asks in a quieter tone.

"There comes a time when someone who has taken a life has to admit to it...even if it's just to admit wrong but mostly in their eyes you can see the joy they have...or the rage...pride...something," he says turning back to her. "Stella there was only fear in his eyes. Pure and simple; but fear of lying. He was telling the truth. We just need to keep looking; the evidence is there we just need to find it."

"Where?" She asks incredulously. "We have talked to both partners; who had very solid alibis that are credible. We have been through his shop and..." she starts and then quickly stops. "Maybe...maybe you just need a break," she suggests, not wanting to offend him.

"Pardon?" He asks in surprise.

"Well you have been..."

"I'm going back," Mac informs her, reaching for his piece and stuffing it into its holster. He heads for his suit jacket but Stella moves herself into his way; blocking his path.

"No way Mac."

"Stella..." he starts in a huff.

"You need to rest. You have been up for two days straight," she reminds him.

"Straight?"

"When did you sleep last?" She asks in concern.

"I don't sleep well...I haven't for a while," he tells her, finally reaching for his jacket and putting it on. "Not since...it doesn't matter...we are missing something and I am going back."

"Fine," she resigns in frustration; turning on her heel and leaving his office.

"Stella wai..." Mac tries but she is gone; the door closing softly behind her. Mac offers a small curse but knows he has to go back to the workshop warehouse and keep trying. Something tells him that Jacob Prince is innocent; now he just has to find he evidence prove it. But as he pushes his door open he spies Stella at the end of the hallway waiting for him.

"Well I can't let you go alone," she huffs as he nears her.

"You believe him now?"

"I believe you," she tells him directly.

"That works for me," he replies as they slowly walk into the elevator and stand side by side in silence. Mac knows that she's just accompanying him so that he doesn't have to go alone, but inside he wouldn't want anyone else at his side; she's his partner.

"I am going back to the workshop, not his office," Mac tells her as the elevator nears the basement and they get out and walk toward their truck. "I think that whatever we are missing we'll find there."

"I wonder if the Starship Enterprise is in mothballs somewhere over there," she notes with a slight smile, making Mac look at her sideways but not saying anything in return.

"Seriously...bending time? Quantum physics? Molecular Diffraction? Cyrostatis? Time travel? Mac this guy fancies himself a scientist? More like a Sci-Fi junkie," she starts.

"Don't think it's possible?"

"Time travel?" She laughs. "Tell me you don't bel"... she starts and then stops. "Mac you are far too rational to believe this stuff right?"

"Well there were naysayers to Penicillin also when it was first introduced. Plus we have put a man on the moon."

"Hardly the same," she counters.

"The evidence fits what he's telling us."

"A good plant on his part."

"Well I believe him."

She turns her gaze out the window but doesn't say anything further. Stella hates to see Mac upset, hating further when they argue, always worrying that one day they'll go too far, pushing their close bond of friendship to the straining point. However, in the past few weeks, an attraction outside of friendship has started to develop but neither have acted on it and every time she's tried to get close or suggest something he's backed away or expressed negative feelings. Maybe he just doesn't like me? Or he's not ready?

"Stella?" Mac asks softly; hoping their earlier discussion hadn't created too big a chasm between them. What am I afraid of, he wonders? Stella had suggested a few things over the past few weeks, but inside he was always too afraid that it was a bet or a dare from someone in the office and so never acted on her suggestions or any of his own.

"Are you seeing anyone?" She blurts out without thinking. Then she quickly realizes what she's said and turns to him in shock. "Mac I'm...I mean if you are that's great but...it's not my business and..." she quickly stops. "Are we there yet?" She asks weakly; making him smile.

"No and yes," he answers in a quiet tone.

"What?" She asks with a frown.

"No I'm not seeing anyone and yes...we are almost there," he replies with a smile.

"I didn't mean to pry," she admits; keeping her gaze fixed in front of her.

"Yes you did," he retorts; forcing her eyes back to his.

"Mac..."

"Stella, you are my best friend, you can ask."

"No I wasn...well you always seem so...unreachable...and most men who are like that are usually..."

"Involved?" He counters.

"Yes," she smiles lightly. "It was none of my business."

"Stella we are friends remember, you can ask," Mac reminds her. "Are you?"

"Not anymore," she answers and then quickly turns away, making Mac smile once more.

"Sorry."

"Don't be, he just wasn't the one," she informs him with a frown, her eyes not daring to look at his.

So if she's available; would she say yes if I asked her out?

They finally reach the dark building and Mac stops the truck and offers a heavy sigh. But it was his suggestion to come here and he knows to turn back now would be mental suicide.

"This place gives me the creeps," Stella remarks with a frown. "But I'm glad I came," she adds quickly, before he can say something else.

"Well I'm glad you're here too," he lightly frowns. "This stuff does kind of weird me out also."

"Ah he finally admits the truth," she teases. "Well beam me up Scotty," she tells him as they start for the front door.

"Cute," he counters as they duck under the police tape and head for the front door. Mac looks at the cut lock and then back up at Stella. "Someone has been here since yesterday. I put this lock on myself."

Stella quickly draws her gun and follows Mac inside. Mac makes sure that Stella stays behind him in case they run into any unwanted visitors. Mac makes them stop and listen all quiet.

"Either we're alone or they're waiting for us," Mac whispers.

"Well I hope we're alone," she whispers back. They take a few more steps and then reach the main working area and stop once again.

Mac looks at the tanks before him and frowns. "Stella...these have been...recently tampered with," he tells her, looking at the gauges. "But these dials...they say 2009 and..."

"So much for time travel," Stella notes.

"Reality bending?"

"Oh you're too much. I think he reminds you of you somehow...I don't buy this 'I think this stuff is kinda cool act'," she tells him. "What's the real story?"

"So then if I asked you to accompany me to the Science Expo on the weekend, you'd say no?" He asks with a glum tone.

"You want..." she starts and then quickly stops. Oh man I did it didnt I, she yells at herself inside. He was using this as a setup to ask me out and I just blew it! "I...would say yes."

"To make me feel better right? Like out of pity?"

"No, that's not it," she rushes; cursing herself inside. "Mac, I'm sorry," she frowns. "I didn't know you were using this to...why not just ask me directly?" She asks softly.

"Been a long time and...I...back to work, never mind," he huffs as he turns back to the stuff before him; leaving Stella to stew in her sorrow. Mac walks in the other direction; his mood dropping by the second. He knew it was a lame excuse but it was the only thing he could think of. He had wanted to ask her to dinner or something normal but every time he went to ask he lost his nerve or something came up. Now she'll just say yes out of pity, he moans.

Stella curses herself as she starts to walk in the opposite direction of Mac, wanting to give them some breathing space. She feels her guilt starting to build and knows he might not give her another chance. She remembers the look of defeat on his handsome face when he asked if she said yes out of pity and she inwardly winced. I have to make this right.

She was about to turn around and say something when she noticed a man's shoe in the corner. "I found..." she starts only to have someone come up behind her and stick their gun in her back. The shoe decoy worked.

"Up!" The male voice demands firmly.

"Stella...I think that someone else might be here," Mac says loudly. He hears Stella behind him but as he turns around he sees her in the grasp of a stranger. The angry looking man has one hand over her mouth and the other has a gun pressed into her face.

"Drop it or I drop her!" The strange man demands as Mac goes for his gun.

"Okay just don't do anything rash," Mac starts in a calm voice; his heart rate starting to rise. He starts to reach for his gun when the man cocks the trigger in Stella's face.

"I said..."

"I am. Hold on...just don't hurt her," Mac tries in haste.

"Well hurry up," the man says anxiously. He was about to say something else when the tanks around them start to lightly shake.

"What the..." Mac starts in a panic.

"YOUR GUN..." the man shouts as steam starts to release. "Hurry...we are running out of time."

Mac whips out his gun and holds it in his hand and as his eyes meet Stella's they both know what to do. Mac fakes like he was going to drop his gun. Stella stomps her heel on her captor's foot; causing the man's grasp on her to loosen.

Mac raises his gun just as the Stella pushes herself out of the man's grasp and falls to her knees. The man fires off a shot, making Mac duck, but planting the bullet into the large drum behind them.

The man grabs Stella by the hair and starts to pull her back into the mist. Stella calls to Mac who rushes for her, taking them all to the ground in a tumble of arms and legs. The man fires off another shot, missing Mac once again but hitting the other tank; causing a loud hissing sound to be heard.

"NO!" The man shouts as he lets go of Stella and turns to leave.

"Stella," Mac shouts rushing to her side. "Are you okay?" He asks in concern.

"Just get him Mac," she tells him.

Mac turns and rushes after the man, taking them both to the ground once again. The man twists himself around and punches Mac in the side of the head, making Mac counter and punch him in the side of his rib cage.

Stella pushes herself up and is about to rush to help Mac when the machines around them start to scream. "MAC!" She calls in a panicked tone. "We have to..."

"Too late," the man calls in horror as he kicks Mac in the chest, allowing Mac's grasp to loosen. The man manages to twist himself out of Mac's grasp and rushes for the entrance, but not quite making it. Mac pushes himself to his feet and rushes for Stella, near the tanks.

"Stella!" Mac calls as the sirens start to yell louder. "We have to..." he says offering his hand. "Hurry..."

Stella takes Mac's hand but it was too late. The machines start to overload and just as they clear the tanks themselves; their world explodes into colourful lights and thick mist. Each was caught in the blast and blown in different directions; landing on the floor of the warehouse in dazed heaps.

After what seems like a whole lifetime has passed, the building is still, one of the tanks still steaming but otherwise it was quiet.

"Stel..." Mac wheezes as he rolls over onto his back and forces his eyes open. The mist in the air stings his eyes and he immediately feels his throat constricting and starts to cough. He touches his head and when his hand comes back with fresh blood he knows he hasn't escaped unharmed. He spies Stella a few feet away and starts to crawl to her.

Stella finally feels herself coming back to reality and as she slowly opens her eyes, Mac is at her side. "Mac?" She asks lightly, starting to cough as her body is assaulted with the same elements as his.

"Are you okay?"

"Your head is bleeding," she notes.

"You have a scrape on your cheek," he tells her in concern. "And a bump here...but otherwise...are you okay?"

"I think so," she says closing her eyes as he helps her sit up. She feels a bit dizzy and is glad his hand is there to steady her from falling back down. She looks at him and frowns. "Fine...say I told you so," she grumbles.

Mac lightly smiles. "We don't know who he is...he might have just been a science freak or something," Mac tells her as he squints into their smoky surroundings. "We should get checked out."

Stella takes Mac's hand and they both slowly stand up. "What a mess," she notes as they look at the twisted metal and liquid around them. "I guess we got lucky," she sighs.

"Look at those tanks...just the outer shells blew...the inner are in tact," he mentions. "We'll come back later and see if we can find...well anything that wasn't damaged by the blast."

They slowly start to head for the entrance and then outside. Mac looks at the darkness and then back at Stella.

"We came here during the day. I guess we were out longer than we thought," she notes.

He pulls out his phone and looks at it with a frown. "No service. Must have been damaged in the blast. I'll call Flack when we get back to the lab."

"Mine isn't working either."

As they walk back to the truck, Mac looks over at Stella and notices her lightly shivering and offers his jacket for added warmth. "We should get checked out and then call it a day. How do you feel inside?"

"Sore, but I don't think anything is broken," she replies. "You?"

"No...just a bit winded."

They head back to the truck and get inside in silence.

"Mac, I'm sorry for earlier...I mean prying and all," Stella starts in a soft tone.

"Stella, I'm not mad," he answers in haste; hoping to put her mind at ease.

Yeah but you won't ask me out again either, she laments in her mind. She knows he is putting on a brave face and feels gloom starting to cover her once again but to further the topic right now would be garner another argument and so lets it rest.

They reach the hospital and search out the one doctor who over the years has always helped them no questions asked. "Dr. Adams," Mac greets his friend with a smile.

"What is it now Taylor?" Dr. Adams growls.

"Ben?" Mac asks in shock.

"Make it snappy...what is it this time?"

Mac looks at Stella and frowns. "Stella and I were in a small explosion and just wanted..."

"Yeah I don't time for all your petty little problems Taylor," Dr. Adams snaps as he calls over a junior nurse. "William, take Batman and Wonder Woman here to the x-ray room and check them over. Come back with a real problem Taylor," Dr. Adams mumbles as he turns and walks away. "I'm busy."

Stella offers a small gasp of shock as she looks at Mac in wonder. "What on earth was that all about?"

"Batman?" Mac shoots back, arching his brows in wonder.

"Wonder Woman?" Stella retorts.

"Did I miss something?" Mac frowns. "Like the turn into Gotham?"

"Must be a bad day," she huffs as they follow after the young strange doctor to the examination room. Stella goes first and then waits as Mac is checked over and then released.

"Back to the bat cave?" Stella smiles as they head back outside.

"He's never been..."

"Mac you have rough days and sometimes snap at those around you," she mentions softly. "I'm sure he's just had a really bad day and meant nothing by it. Maybe he just lost a patient."

"But...maybe you're right."

Mac heads back to the office and parks the truck in the basement and the both get out; wondering what caused the explosion and why they are once again at square one.

Just as Stella is about to ask Mac if he wants to go and find Flack, Stella's arm is pulled back and she is taken into the embrace of a fellow officer.

"Hey beautiful...still on for tonight?" He says as he goes to kiss her, planting a small kiss on her lips before she slaps Chris Jenkins on the cheek and then pulls out of his grasp in a hurry; her eyes on Mac, trying to offer him an explanation that she doesn't know what is going on.

"I don't think so."

"Ah the foreplay starts already," he smiles. "I like that."

"I think she said..." Mac starts.

"Whatever Timid Taylor. Butt out will ya," Jenkins laughs as he turns back to Stella. "See you tonight Stella."

Mac and Stella watch him leave and then look back at each other in wonder.

"First I'm batman and then I'm timid?" Mac frowns.

"Quite the career change," Stella says as they get inside. She feels the silence once again growing and knows she had to mention what just happened. "Mac, I'm not..."

"Stella what you do on your time is none of my business...I guess that's why you always seem unavailable. I noticed that too you know," Mac mentions in sorrow.

"No it's not like..." she starts quickly.

"I guess the Science Expo seems kinda stupid now," he states in sorrow.

"Mac..."

"Please Stella...after the day we've had I don't need any more pity," Mac mentions sourly. "Let's just drop it."

Stella stares ahead in misery. She had no idea what Jenkins was going on about but knows she has just blown her second chance to make it up to Mac about what she said earlier. She was about to say something more when they exit the elevator and both stand and stare in wonder at the scene before them.

"We redecorated?" Mac asks Stella with a frown.

"Are we in the twilight zone?" She smiles. "And why the 70's?"

"Danny!" Mac calls. "What is this all about?"

"The party...rememberyou guys got the memo, shesh," he says walking away.

"Danny!"

"Mac, it's all fake remember. So don't have a heart attack as usual and just let us have some fun for once in your stuffy life! Or if you want it can be gone in the morning."

"But..."

"Whatever man," Danny snaps as he walks away, forcing Mac to look at Stella in wonder.

"So he's having a bad day too?"

"Seems a current theme with us," Stella frowns. "What do you want to do?"

"Think they can do damage with that stuff?"

"It all looks cardboard," Stella mentions. "And they just seem to be confined to..."

"Stella, my lab is..."

"Our lab and trust me if they break anything I will personally take it out of their pay. Besides I think there was a memo."

"There was? Did I know?"

"You must have, but probably gave it as much thought as I did."

"And what was the reason?"

"Staff appreciation or something," Stella frowns. "In any case I'm too tired to argue with everyone. But it's your call."

Mac was about to continue his argument but as he looks around she was right, it looks fake. "Okay," Mac frowns. "But this better be gone by tomorrow."

"I think that..." Stella starts.

"Well I want you just to home and restor do whatever..." his voice trails off as he walks to his office and pushes the door open.

"Mac..."

"Stella, you don't owe me your personal love life," he states in quiet misery, his back to her so she can't see his crushed expression. "Just enjoy tonight and I will see you tomorrow."

"Mac..."

"Please Stella...I'll see you tomorrow," he finally turns to her with a firm smile that she can instantly tell is fake.

"But..."

"Stella, you look a little worse for wear. Not please just go home and rest after the tumble at the warehouse and I'll see you tomorrow."

Stella watches him walk away in misery and then turns around and spies Sheldon walking to her. "Mac...it's not like that," she whispers.

"Yo Stella," Sheldon calls out.

"Sheldon?" She asks in shock. "When did...the fro...I mean..."

"What's wrong with the fro? You dissin' it?"

"Ah nothing's wrong...no uh what's up?"

"Here I need this signed off on and well you know Timid Taylor," Sheldon laughs.

"What? What did you say about Mac?"

"Look, are you going to sign this or what? We all know you run this place."

Stella takes the form and looks at it in surprise. "You want to go to med school to become a doctor?"

"Yeah so? Got a problem with that?" Sheldon shoots back.

"Is this a joke?"

"You running down my career choice?" Sheldon barks in anger.

"But you are already a..." she says handing him back the form.

"Yeah whatever," Sheldon says as he turns and walks away.

Mac, however, filled with pain from the explosion and the brush off from Stella heads into the elevator; home was the only thing on his mind now. The last thing he wanted was her to try to make it up to him out of pity or because she felt she had to. I knew this wouldn't work, he curses himself inside. Why did I think there was hope.

Stella rushes into Mac's office to find him gone; quickly dialling his cell number but gets no answer. "Mac...pick up," she states in desperation as Lindsay walks up to her.

"Hey Stella," Lindsay greets. Stella turned around and gazes at her junior CSI in wonder, her mouth nearly hitting the floor. The Lindsay that stood before her had pitch black hair, a nose piercing and was wearing an outfit that wasn't the Lindsay she knew.

"Dressing down today?"

"Uh yeah look who's talking. And I thought I was from the country," Lindsay sneers. "I need those shoes."

"What shoes?"

"You know, the shoes...the black...six inch...your you know what shoes. I have a date with Dino M tonight and..."

"Dino Moretti?"

"Yeah."

"The New York gangster?" Stella questions.

Lindsay just rolls her eyes and frowns. "Look mom...is that a no?"

"How long have you been seeing him?"

"Since he came onto the payroll and Flack okayed it."

"Flack okayed a gangster on the payroll?"

"Don't worry; Dino makes sure that Flack gets his share."

"Pardon? Flack did..."

"Look do I get those..."

"What happened to you and Danny?"

"Danny? As in Danny Messer?" She manages. "That geek? You're kidding right? Good ole four eyes," she laughs. "Forget about the shoes," she says turning to leave. "I guess you'll need them tonight. You didn't have to give me some lame ass excuse; could have just said no."

Stella's mouth falls open as she watches Lindsay turn and leave. "This has to be a joke right? I mean it's..." she says calling Mac once more as she heads for the outside. She gets his voice mail once again and offers a small curse.

"So if you are just sitting in the cab or are around the corner laughing about this, I am going to be very mad," she lightly smiles. "Mac I get the joke...but now it's not funny...but am curious how you got Lindsay to...never mind...please call me back," she leaves the message before putting her phone away.

"This has to be a mistake right?" She ponders as she rushes back inside, grabs her coat and purse and finally takes her leave, hailing a cab and heading for home; her brain now too tired to comprehend the staff rouse.

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Mac arrives at his apartment in a state of mental gloom. He had wanted to linger around the office and find out what was going on, but figured it was a joke and things would be back to normal tomorrow. Besideshe didn't want to see Stella with Chris Jenkins. He hadn't meant to push Stella away, but knew if she was with Jenkins, why should he bother? He slowly walks down the hallway and notices some graffiti on it and frowns "This wasnt here this morning," he notes with a tired tone as he pulls out his key and tries to open the door; but the key won't fit.

"What the..." he says as he looks at the apartment number. It was his and so just gives his head a shake and tries again. Nothing. He knocks one more time but gets no answer and his frustration starts to grow. He thinks about who could have done it?

"Stella, are you there?" He starts his voice message to Stella, who is once again trying him. "I doubt you had time to have my locks changed but my key won't work and I just need...do you still have those keys I gave you earlier? I might have given you something in error or perhaps the spare. I know you are busy tonight, but please call me back."

Mac knocks on the door again but gets no answer and decides to head back downstairs and at least grab quick bite; hoping enough time will pass to allow whoever did this to either call back or return. He thinks about going to Stella's but then Jenkins words 'I'll see you tonight', ring in his head and he knows he should just leave her alone. He finds it odd since she had told him that espeically in light of the Frankie incident she didn't allow men in her place but if she was going to break her own rules figured it wasn't his place to challenge her on it if she obviously didn't want to include him in on her new arrangement. With that tormented thought he turns and walks back outside and into a nearby diner and orders some dinner.

Mac finishes his dinner and then leans back in the small booth; offering a heavy sigh. And as much as he doesn't want a confrontation after their trying day, Stella is still his best friend and he knows she's help him or at least give him an explanation. I have to go and see her, Mac reasons with himself. I have to see Stellaif Jenkins is there I'll be brief; but I need to fix this. I'm a grown up...I can handle this; he tries to convince himself once more.

But with his back to the window, he doesn't notice a man walk past; a man who's looks in the mirror would be identical to his...but a man who was about to change his life forever.

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Stella reaches her apartment in a morbid stupor. "Oh Mac..." she laments as she stands in the slow moving elevator as it climbs to her floor; her mood sullen and her heart offering only a dull thud. She gets out and notices the hallway is very dim and there is laughter and music coming from a lot of the apartments.

"Block party?" She frowns. She reaches her door; but when she tries to open it she has the same problem as Mac, the key won't fit. She knocks but gets no answer in return. Tries the key again it still doesn't work. "What...hello?"

She leans against the wall and offers a heavy sigh, knowing inside she just needs a place to crash and rest for at least a few hours. Lindsay was still in costume at the lab party so she was out. But despite the fact that they had a tough day and her and Mac parted on less than ideal terms, when she needs help she knows he would never turn her away; so takes a deep breath and dials his home number but only get his message and so leave a few words and then hangs up. "Mac, I have a bit of an odd situation here and need some help. My uh key won't fit and I think you have my spare from the time...just please call me back."

Stella finally starts to feel the day's events taking their toll and wants nothing more than to just find a place to sleep. She knows there was a small locker room off their gym and it has a bed and a door that locks; so pushing herself away from the wall she heads down there in for some rest. She reaches the dark basement and flips on the light; the place is a mess.

"What on earth?" She asks softly. "Where am I?" But despite the appearance no one is around and she needs just to close her eyes for a few minutes so presses on.

She reaches the small room in the back, spies the bed and locks the door. In no time she is lying down, her eyes closed, taken into a world of panic and wonder.

But not too many floors above a woman is just reaching home; a woman whose looks are identical to hers...but a woman who is about to change her life and Mac's forever.

A/N: hey everyone...what do you think so far? Want to see what happens when they meet themselves? And what the rest of the team has to offer? Please review and let me know.