Mackenzie sat impatiently at a desk that was as unfamiliar to her as a new language, trying to focus on the items and papers in front of her. None of it was hers but Don let her sit here while she waited and she spoke a little to a few employees she just met, Maggie and Neal, but the whole purpose of being here was giving her a little more stress than she anticipated.

She had been in the states for a few months now after producing for the last year and a half in England with her senior producer, Jim Harper. The whole reason for coming back was to finally get in touch with Will after all her e-mails and calls were ignored. She had business to attend to with him and she couldn't let it go on any longer.

In the meantime, she had focused on Don and Maggie, half attempting to listen but for the most part tuned out until she heard the conversation stop and footsteps storming up behind her. Her heart leaped into her throat and she found it difficult to breathe even before she turned around to face him.

Mackenzie slowly stood and tried to read his expression when she saw him. His face was distorted into frustration and anger and everything she expected the moment she found out he had no idea she had already been hired. She cursed Charlie for having not informed her of it but in the meantime, she shoved it out of her mind.

"Hello Will," she began but he barely reacted. "You lo—"

He cut off her by lifting an arm and pointing in the direction of his office. She quietly turned and followed behind him and slipped in, the door closing behind her.

"I tried getting in touch with you over the last few years… several times," she began. She knew he didn't read any of them; if he had, she was confident he would have responded. The content of the letters should have been enough to gain his attention and one of the reasons she stood in his office.

"I know," he responded flatly, pulling a cigarette from his desk and lighting it.

Mackenzie sucked in a breath to keep from choking on the smoke headed her way. "And you didn't read a single one or return a single call," she announced.

"I know."

Her face twisted and she pulled the seat out, sitting down as if she had been invited all along. His brows rose before rolling his eyes and taking a long drag of his cigarette. He held it a moment before blowing out the long stream of smoke.

"If you'd just… I don't know, looked at them or listened to my voice mails, you'd see how sorry I was. How sorry I am. You'd know I'd gone to England for the last few years and you'd know why I'm here now. You'd know—"

Will lifted a hand and waved her off. "Look, I don't give a shit about the emails or the calls or anything. I only care that no one fucking told me they hired you without my consent while I was gone and I can't do anything about it other than humiliate you as much as possible," he began.

Mackenzie thought he almost sounded pleased as she sucked in a breath, waiting for the information he was about to blow against her, but he seemed to have gotten distracted and was looking straight past her. She slowly followed the gaze and looked through the glass door to her senior producer standing on the other side of the newsroom. He stood there awkwardly, a young toddler gripping his hand with tears in her eyes, and she began to stand.

"What the fuck?" he exclaimed, pushing himself from the desk and pushed past the door before her. Mackenzie was quick to follow him out. "Are you lost?" he yelled across the newsroom, irritated.

Jim didn't have time to answer before the young girl snapped from his hand and awkwardly ran away from him in excitement. He was promptly on her heels but came to a stop several feet away as he realized what he was about to get himself into. The child whirled right past Will and into the arms of Mackenzie as she knelt down and swept her up, perching her on her hip. "Hey there," she said softly, kissing the girl's forehead.

Will watched the whole thing happen, trying to put the pieces together but found none of it made too much sense. He followed the trail of the girl into Mac's arms and then stared at her for a long moment as the calculations ran in his head. She dared to seek his gaze to try and figure out what was going on up there but she remained silent while his expression changed into something she didn't quite understand.

"This is Penelope," she introduced but the girl had little interest in the meeting. Will's eyes widened, his hand up for more explanation, but Mackenzie only nodded a little before quietly responded. "She's your daughter," she whispered so no one else could hear but the gazes of what few employees in the area told her they knew exactly what was going on.