Black Monday Mac/Stella pt. 4 (somewhat porny)

More of the Black Monday M/S, and for those that are interested in what dress Stella's wearing , it's this one. I'll figure out context for it later, I swear.

( I don't care if you're falling. )

Things I love: when watching reruns of eps I haven't seen does not, in fact, take my fanon and bash it over the head, but take my fanon and give me canon to support it. Ah, CSI: NY, how I love thee. Can anyone that taped "Tri-Borough" let me know exactly what Danny says about Paul Gianetti and the mafia family he's connected to? The second I heard "mobbed up", I flipped to a new page in my notebook and scribbled notes and it sounded like "head of the Pastelli Family," but I'm not sure.

Things I hate: remembering why I don't share my obsessions with my RL friends, because they say stuff like, "Well, I watched CSI: New York last night, and it sucked," and I end up leaping toward them with my hands outstretched, shrieking at the top of my voice, "WHAT!" In front of other people. Fortunately it was Creative Writing Club, and they're all well aware of my insanity. *sniff* Insulted my show.

Original fic: Boston

Jimmy has a happy little flashback to the day Mac (Officer Donald Mackay, actually, if we want to be all formal) died. Continuation of the last piece.

( He remembers. )

In other news, Chapter Five of Omerta contains Nick Bonasera and pictures of young Stella: Stella, at fifteen. Caught in sleep, cheek resting on a thick textbook with paper spreading out in flurries around her.