Mackenzie with a Chance of Falling

xxMedusaxx

Chapter 1 – Mackenzie's Falls

*Alright SWAC fans, this is a Mackenzie falls fic (taken from the minisodes up on Family channel) In case you're wondering, the pairings are still Sonny/Chad only it's Mackenzie and this mysterious character - when she wakes up you'll find out her name... i know it's kinda confusing but i couldn't resist. I'll put up the next chapter when i get at least 5 reviews, so press the green button at the end of this chapter pplleeaasee... i'll give you a huugg??? =P*

Disclaimer: Jann, how are our domination plans going?

Not well Venn, we have failed to take over Paris.

Why did I want Paris?

Didn't you say you wanted Paris?

I said i wanted Sterling Knight!

Isn't that in Paris?

Sterling Knight is an actor!

Oh, well either way we don't own anything.

*sigh*

Mackenzie was rich by his father and his falls he had everything he could ever want, but that morning he had gotten something he had never before had in his life, and coincidently never wanted it. It was early morning when he got the call, but from what he did pay attention to, he gathered that a girl had washed up on the banks just a few yards beyond his falls. Everyone ones know that if it came from the falls belonged to Mackenzie, so the paramedics were on their way to his large mansion to drop off the girl. Mackenzie stood at the doorway in his cassimere robe and his silken pajamas, the flickering red lights drawing closer to his house. This would be a hindrance to the day's revelry. He had already contacted the only nurse he felt comfortable letting into his house and was shocked to find out that she wouldn't be coming till the next day. Apparently she had some sort of family gathering, a wedding she said. Well weddings were going on everyday so she could have totally gone to another one, she wasn't missing a thing. Mackenzie however would be missing a full day of yachting, driving his expensive car, and hanging with his friends in posh exclusive places that only the super rich could attend, because he was now going to have to take care of this mystery girl. He lounged back, leaning back against the doorway as the ambulance pulled up.

He tried to not look interested when the brought the girl past him, but he couldn't help but stare. She had long dark brown hair that was matted to her forehead and the pillow, there even seemed to be debris from the river, like sticks and leaves, stuck in her hair. Her face was bruised and cut everywhere, gauze was taped above her eyebrow, and there seemed to be gauze wrapped around her head, she had probably hit the back of her head. Her lip was split as well, but that was only a few of the catalogue of injuries she had collected.

Beside him a paramedic stood, waiting for him to stop assessing the girl to talk him. Finally noticing the paramedic's presence Mackenzie turned to him, the disinterested look on his face again.

"She was battered awfully badly." The paramedic declared. Well no duh, she had fought the falls and lost, big time.

"She has a broken leg, a broken arm, several broken ribs, a multitude of head wounds, and an obvious concussion. When she comes around she'll be extremely foggy and in a lot of pain. I suggest you be very delicate with her." The paramedic explained. Mackenzie nodded, wondering how this girl had ever managed to survive.

Mackenzie waited at the door to wave the paramedics off, it was polite after all. Behind him, his half-brother Devon appeared.

"What was all that about?" He asked, in a slimy voice.

"They dropped off that girl." Mackenzie replied.

"What girl?"

"The girl that washed over the falls." Mackenzie explained, subconsciously maneuvering his way through his large mansion to where they had left the girl

"They brought a dead body here?" Devon asked. Mackenzie gave him a dry look.

"No, she's just unconscious." Mackenzie whispered, he was standing at her doorway now. He was surprised how he was already identifying this as her room and not his, she hadn't even been there for five minutes. Devon marched in content on assessing her.

"Well she certainly isn't much to look at." He snarled. Mackenzie could disagree; she certainly had her own charm about her, almost like a glow.

"When do you think she'll wake up?" Devon asked, sitting down beside her. Mackenzie growled, not only was he too close to her, he could tell the movement was causing her pain. Mackenzie grabbed him by the collar of his Egyptian cotton pajamas and ripped him off the bed.

"She'll wake up in her own time, and I think she would greatly appreciate it if you didn't make her even more uncomfortable then she already is." Mackenzie growled. Devon smirked at him.

"Is she a friend of yours?" He asked. Mackenzie scoffed.

"No, but if I'm to take care of her, you best believe I'll be doing my utmost to make sure she's comfortable." Mackenzie replied. Devon's smirked widened.

"What ever you say, bigger brother." He whispered, taking his pajamas out of Mackenzie's hands he walked out of the room.

"But if I didn't know any better I'd say that you were already fond of her, and you had best be careful, can't go around giving your heart to someone who can't measure up." Devon warned, a knowing smile on his face. Mackenzie didn't even care, Devon was always trying to phsyc him out. He turned back to the girl, who seemed to be dwarfed by the large king sized bed. He could make out the cast on her leg and her arm beneath the high thread count sheets. The cream color of the sheets and room making her look even paler then before. Mackenzie wondered what her name was, what her eyes would look like, what he voice would sound like, how she would act. He could already picture her small lips turning up into a smile for him and his stomach did a flip flop, something he was unaccustomed to. He would have to call her something, he thought for a while and settled on a name, until she woke up he would call her Falls. Mackenzie smiled, his beautiful falls.