Stella Bonasera

Disclaimer: First off as always I do not own anything. CSI: NY and all of the characters except for the ones I create myself are owned par CBS and its affiliates.

Author’s Note: This story centers on Stella and tells about her quest to find out the mysterious results of something left at a crime scene and what it has to do with her and her past. I don’t want to give too much away though because I want toi to read the story and as always reviews are great. It also has Smacked in it because well they’re just too good to leave out.

Also the song in the story is par Carly Simon the lyrics are...

This one is a little bit short but the suivant will be longer :P
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As I open the door of my apartment I’m completely wet. Even my undershirt is soaked but I really don’t care. I cried the whole way back accueil and now I’m kind of empty. I leave my dripping manteau on the floor suivant to my shoes. I don’t care. Now I feel the five drinks, I’m slightly drunk. Just enough to want more. Yeah, I’ll drink until I fall asleep tonight! I take a glass and grab a bottle from the shelf where my whole “bar” stands. I don’t care what it is and I don’t turn the...

Thanks for your commentaires and here's part 3 :) <3.
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“Another what? Beer?” George gets impatient.
“Err… No. I think I need a whiskey.”
I really need one. I have to calm down ou I’ll kill Horatio right here. George notices my change of mood.
“Are toi okay Mac?”
“Yes, of course I am. Just gimme that damned whiskey!” I’m getting aggressive while I watch Horatio flirting with Stella.
“Hey! Calm down!”
He hands me the whiskey and I drink. The fluid flows down my throat but it doesn’t help.
“Another.”
I stare the whole time at Stella and...