Stella + Mac

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Previously:
“Then believe this,” Mac looked her intensely in the eyes. “I’m gay.”
It took a while for Peyton to absorb what she heard. She shook her head in disbelief and froze for a moment after hearing this.
“Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go.”
Mac left her there in a stunned state.
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Mac was rattled because of Peyton’s sudden reappearance.
He was very much distracted that he did not even notice...

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This pain in his chest. This pain has accompanied him since he’s looked in Reed’s eyes. His dead eyes. Dead because of his bullet. He has to stop this pain au it will kill him! He sat on his kitanda and starred at the ukuta on the other side. It will kill him! It will kill him. Kill him. Kill him. Like the bullet in Reed’s chest killed Reed. Kill him. Kill him. He stood up and walked around. Like a tiger in his cage. And the pain. The pain will kill him. Reed’s eyes. Lifeless. Dead. He’s killed him. All his fault. His fault. It will kill him. Suddenly all he wanted to do was...

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“Mac! Bad news!”
Mac turned to see who asks for him. Don came closer.
“We think… Err… We think Sean has Reed.”
Mac’s brain got empty. Reed. Reed. Reed is kidnapped.
“But… Err… We think we know where they are…”
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“NYPD! Sean Wilson! Come out!”
They divided up. Everyone took one room. Mac and Stella went slowly forward. Opening the door they saw Sean, no correction Reed.
“Put that gun down!”, Mac yelled but Sean/Reed didn’t move.
Reed’s head was empty of fear. What should he do? They would never recognize who...

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Warning: If wewe want to read a nice ff.If wewe want to smile while kusoma it. If wewe don't want a few tears(in the ff and maybe in your eyes, too? Who knows...;]) wewe shouldn't read this ff. Because it's sad and maybe a little bit scaring, too. So think about kusoma this very well. And now if wewe decided to read 'Problems' enjoy :)
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„Hey Reed... What’s up? Ohh you’re shaking… Are wewe cold? Do wewe want a sheet? No?” Sean grinned malicious while asking.
Reed didn’t answer. How could he?! He had tape over his mouth.
“Oh… I understand! You’re afraid? Poor, poor Reed…...