Mac was sitting in front of the fire on the couch in what used to be Will's apartment, now it was their apartment. They'd been back together for almost a year now and she thought that things couldn't have been going any better. They talked and sought each other's counsel; they were it for the other.

Will walked in and sat next to her. "I need to talk to you," he said very seriously.

She put her journal down and turned to him. She tried to take his hand but he pulled back from her. "Will?"

"I need to tell you something."

"Okay, tell me."

He got up off the couch and began pacing back and forth in front of the fire. "Do you remember my trip to DC about three months ago?"

"Yes, what about it?"

"I ran into an old friend from my White House days. She was actually an old girlfriend, Sam."

"Okay."

"We went out for drinks and ended up having dinner together. We were having a great time chatting and catching up, we weren't ready to go our separate ways yet so we went for a walk in Georgetown."

"Where did you go for drinks and dinner, Will?"

"Sequoia. Any way we were walking and we stopped at the canal and I kissed her."

Mac felt her world fall apart just then. She wasn't saying anything, just staring at him.

"It didn't stop there, Mac. We went back to my hotel and I slept with her. She ended up staying with me while I was there."

"You were there for a week."

"I know."

"Are you still seeing her?"

"No, I broke it off a while back."

"When, Will," she demanded.

"Last month."

"Tell me you've not fucked her in our bed?"

He was silent.

"Shit," she said and got up off the couch.

"There's more you need to hear."

She looked like she was in shock to him.

"She called yesterday. She hadn't been feeling well and went to the doctor."

"Is she pregnant, Will?" Mac yelled.

"She is not pregnant. I wore a condom."

"Great, thanks," Mac said.

"She found out she's HIV positive. You need to be checked out, sweetheart."

Mac collapsed onto the floor. He rushed to her side but she swatted his hands away from her. Mac was sobbing and gulping air. She was scaring him.

"Mac, I know you're upset, but you've got to calm down some."

She got up off the floor and ran into the bathroom with him following her. She threw up and collapsed against the tub. He wet a washcloth and tried to wipe her face but she pulled away from him and eventually he just held the cloth out to her.

"Is the only reason you're telling me is because she's HIV positive?"

"I didn't know how to tell you and I didn't want to hurt you. It was over with Mac, I chose to stay with you. You are it for me."

"So, if there wasn't a medical necessity I would have never known."

"No, I wouldn't have told you," he said honestly. Probably the first honest thing he'd done in a while where she was concerned.

She got up off the floor and unsteadily walked back out to the living room and collapsed on the couch.

"What do you want me to do, Mac? I can go to a hotel, sleep in the guest room, what?"

The tears were streaming down her face and she was making no move to hide her pain from him. "I'm going to the brownstone, you can stay here." He remained in the living room while she was throwing things into a bag to take with her. A few minutes later she walked past him and to the elevator and pressed the button.

He wanted to reach out to her and somehow start to repair the damage he'd done but he didn't know how and he doubted that his attempts would be welcomed at the present. He walked to the elevator and said, "I know you don't want to hear this, but I do love you, Kenz."

Mac got on the elevator without acknowledging anything he said. She got the doorman to hail her a cab and gave the address of the brownstone.

The brownstone was just as she remembered. It had been a while since she'd been there, months probably. Fortunately, she'd kept all the utilities active. She turned on the fireplace and dropped onto the couch thinking about all she had to do now.

Her phone alarm woke her from what little sleep she was able to get. She called her doctor's office and explained what she needed done and they made an appointment for her first thing.

Mac took a shower and got dressed in running pants, a t-shirt and sweatshirt. She made her way across town to her doctor's office. She was taken right back and the test was administered and blood drawn. The nurse had asked her to wait in an exam room while they ran the test.

Mac was scrolling through text messages and emails from Will when the doctor knocked on the door and came in to talk with her.

"Do you have the results, Janice?" Mac asked.

"You are not HIV positive. Since you have been exposed, I'm going to recommend another test in about a month. Do you know when you were first exposed?"

"Not exactly, but possibly as much as three months ago, but I'm not sure when the person who exposed my partner became ill, she found out recently but I could have been exposed as recently as last month."

Janice saw the tears in Mac's eyes and hugged her. Janice and Mac had been friends for a while now. "I'm so sorry, Mac."

"Thanks."

"There is more I need to talk to you about."

"What?" Mac asked.

"You're pregnant. It's very early, maybe six weeks from the hormone levels in your system. Do we need to talk about options?"

Mac laughed. "Not right now, okay?"

"Call me any time and I'll work you in if we need to talk, okay? For coffee, or a walk, whatever you need, Mac. You do need to stop with the birth control pills."

"Okay. Thank you for seeing me this morning," she said hugging her friend.

"Any time. Come on, I'll walk you out and get you your prescription for prenatal vitamins."

Mac made her way to the studio and into her office without too many people seeing her. She wasn't exactly dressed for work. She needed to think about the baby and what she was going to tell Will.

There was a knock on her door and when she said come in, Will pushed her door open. "Hi."

"Hello."

"I wasn't sure you'd be here today?"

"This is all I've got left." She knew it was a cheap shot but didn't care.

"I had the HIV test this morning, I'm negative."

"Good."

"Good?" he questioned.

"I don't want you to be sick," she replied.

"Thanks. Were you tested?"

"Yes."

"And?" he asked.

"Negative. They drew some blood while I was there to rule out anything else."

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm pregnant. About six weeks."

He didn't know how to react. "Mac," he said starting around her desk.

"Please don't."

He stopped in his tracks, respecting her request. He'd given anything at that moment to be able to pull her into his arms and celebrate.

"Here is what is going to happen professionally, because right now that's all I can deal with and control. I am still going to Executive Produce this show and nothing is going to change here."

"Okay. What about our personal life?"

"I don't know all the answers. I'm moving back to the brownstone. I'll have movers come and pack and move my things as soon as possible."

"You don't have to do that, Mac. I can go to a hotel for a while."

"Do you seriously think I could sleep, let alone live in that apartment where you fucked your ex-girlfriend in our bed?" She was yelling very loudly now.

Charlie pushed her office door open. "Everything okay in here?"

"Just great, Charlie," Mac said.

"Will, can you give us the room?"

Will walked out of her office and Charlie sat down and said, "are you really okay?"

"I can do my job, Charlie."

He smiled at her. "Sweetheart, I know you can do you job and as long as I'm President of the News Division you've got a job. Are you okay?"

The tears started and she buried her face in her hands. Charlie made his way around her desk and pulled her up into a hug and let her cry. After a few minutes she asked, "he told you?"

"He did. I'm so sorry, Mac. I had no idea."

"Does anyone else know?" she asked.

"I don't think so. Are you sure you can be his EP?"

"He's the most visible but he's a small part of this team, I won't let the rest of them down because of him."

"If you need anything and I do mean anything, please let me know. Personal or professional, any time, day or night, kiddo."

"Thank you," she said hugging him tightly.

After Charlie left Sloan was the next into her office. "Mac, I need a few minutes tonight," she started and when she saw Mac's face she stopped and said, "are you okay?"

"Not really but I can't talk about it right now. I have to go to pitch."

"Want to get a liquid lunch afterwards?" Sloan offered.

"Lunch for sure. I'll come find you. How much extra time did you need and for what?"

"I want to do a story on how Europe's current economic upheaval is causing problems here. Maybe three minutes."

"You've got it, I'll see you in a while."

"Thanks, Kenz. You know anything you need, I'm there, right?"

"Thank you, Sloan."

Will was already in the conference room when she walked in and sat down waiting for the others, not speaking to him. She started the meeting asking for story ideas and explained what she already had on the board. Everyone was professional and the meeting ended on time with everyone scattering quickly. Mac gathered her things and started to walk out when he said, "you know we have to talk."

"I do know that but right now I can't stand to be in the same room as you, so until I at least get past that, talking is going to have to be on hold."

"Mac," he pleaded as she turned to walk out of the conference room. "Do you feel okay?"

"Yes," she said and left the room.

She went to her office and got her purse and went to find Sloan. "Ready for lunch?" Mac asked.

"I am," Sloan replied, eyeing her closely. "Where to?"

"I don't care," Mac answered.

"Okay, let's go to Luigi's."

Mac led them to the elevators and they left the building not speaking. Once they were in a cab Sloan could see how upset Mac really was and took her hand. Mac smiled at her. When they made it to the restaurant and were seated Mac ordered water and Sloan ordered a diet coke.

"Tell me."

"About three months ago Will started an affair with an ex-girlfriend from DC. Do you remember when he was there for a week?"

Sloan nodded, not believing what she was hearing.

"They spent the week together."

"How did you find out?"

"Will told me but he only told me because he just found out that she's HIV positive and I had to be tested this morning."

"Fucker, what was he thinking?"

"I honestly don't know. He says he broke it off last month because he wants to be with me. He fucked her in our bed in our apartment."

"Have you gotten your test results?"

"Negative, but my doctor wants to test me again in about a month. While I was there they drew blood to make sure I didn't have any STDs and found out that I'm pregnant, about six weeks."

"Kenz," Sloan said taking her hand across the table. "Are you okay?"

"He offered me the apartment today so I didn't have to move back to the brownstone."

"In what world is he living? Of course you couldn't stay there. Does he know about the baby?"

"I told him this morning after he told me his test results."

"Is he okay?"

"He's negative," Mac said.

"Can I do anything? Help you pack, kick his ass?"

That made Mac laugh. "That helped, thanks."

"What are you going to do about the baby?" Sloan asked.

"I honestly don't know. I always wanted to have his child, but now, I don't know."

"Don't make any decisions right now, Kenz. You're reacting to the hurt. What he did was deplorable and…"

"The exact same thing I did."

Sloan looked as if she was about to object. "I'm not saying that I understand his actions and the only reason he told me was because he had to. I had no idea anything was going on. If she hadn't contracted HIV would I ever have known? I, at least, was honest with him."

"He's a prick, Kenz."

"You still have to work with him, Sloan."

"I'll act as sweet as pie in front of the camera and be a total pro, but off camera I don't."

They finished up their lunch and went back to the office. Sloan was in her office working on her story when Will pushed open her door.

"You really don't want to come in here," she warned.

"She tell you?"

"Everything," Sloan replied.

"Is she okay?"

"Do you remember how you felt when she told you she'd been sleeping with Brian? Her world just collapsed, so no, she's not okay and on top of all of that, she's pregnant."

"If she needs anything…."

"Her friends will take care of her. You were supposed to be one of the good guys, Will. How could you do this to her when you knew how it felt when it happened to you?"

"I fucked up, badly, Sloan and I'll do anything to fix this."

"I don't know if this can be fixed this time, Will."

"I hope you're wrong. I know she won't tell me if she needs anything, but if she does, will you let me know?"

"I'm not sure why you think I'm going to be on your side in this. You slept with your ex-girlfriend for months and could have jeopardized Mackenzie's life. What part of this aren't you getting?"

He didn't answer her but turned and slammed his fist into her wall, leaving a hole and walked out.