She is already late. Too late. She wanted to prepare herself. Take a bath before it starts and maybe a glass of wine. But like often she just couldn't get away from work. She really tried to get out by 6:30, but an hour later she was still sitting in her office, reading over some contracts. Now it is 7:55. Diane is standing in front of her apartment. Hectically searching for her keys. This clearly isn't her day after all. But she manages to find her keys somehow in her purse and lets herself in. Normally she is a very decent person, especially when it comes to her clothes. But today she doesn't care, because like said before: She is late. She throws her coat over the nearest chair. She doesn't even notice that he falls down only seconds later. Her keys should have landed on the little table in the hall, but instead they are laying on the floor, next to her coat. Her purse lands on the coffee table and half of the content is rolling over the table now. Diane lets herself fall onto the couch, kicking her heels away in the same move, lifting her legs onto the couch as well. And as she finally found a comfortable position she is able to turn on the TV. Right in time. It's 8 pm and the news are just about to start.

Diane recognizes the moderator immediately. Thomas Webber. He was the one who talked first about a possible affair between the president and an unknown woman. A little wicked smile crosses her face. It is kind of ironical that he is also there. The reporter who nearly destroyed her future will now be a witness of her stepping into a new life. And than he starts to talk:

Today the press officer of the White House announced an unexpected speech of the president in some minutes here in the White House. Since the scandal around his affair that he never confirmed, there hadn't been a press conference. Ohh... and there he is.

Diane's heart makes a little jump when she sees him appearing on TV. He is standing on a podium. To his left his campaign manager, Greg McCullen, and his assistant Isabelle Parker. On his right his head of security and 6 of his bodyguards. Diane actually likes seeing him on TV. He is always so cute and adorable when he tries to be serious. But it's also something Diane loves the most about him. His talent to speak to people. He doesn't always say much, even when he is alone with her he isn't the most talkative person, but when he speaks he can charm everyone. He manages to give hope and faith to the people with just a few words and when he speaks it is music in Diane's ears. When he starts speaking a shiver is running down her back.

Ladys and gentleman. I came here today to tell you something I should have told you earlier. But I needed time. We needed time.

A whispers goes through the reporters in front of the podium.

3 months ago their was a myth that I had an affair with Diane Lockhart. I'm here today to tell you that this is correct.

Another whisper goes through the crowd. This time louder.

But I'm not here to admit my failure, I'm here to tell the truth.

Diane could see how hard it is for him to find the right words. They talked long about going public lately. But talking about it is something completely different than actually doing it.

3 months ago I fell in love. I couldn't help it. I tried to see over it, to move on, but that didn't work. And when we finally found to each other, our time to get to know each other was destroyed. Destroyed by the press who called her a bitch and a whore.

Diane swallowed hard. She still remembers that day as it was yesterday.

But that wasn't fair, because she didn't choose me, she didn't wake up one day and decided to fall for the president of the United States. That wasn't her plan. And it wasn't my plan either to fall in love with a woman who lives in another city, with her own firm and a lot of responsibility. But it happened. And than I lost her, because she put her own wishes over the wishes of our country. She was ready to give up her love for the healthfulness of the country, but I wasn't ready. Because I asked myself this question: It is my job to make this country and everybody who lives in here as happy as I can and to protect them of every pain they might have. But doesn't this mean that I'm included in this too? When I try to make everybody happy, don't I deserve a little bit of happiness too? And I came to the conclusion that 'Yes, I deserve happiness too'. Because of that I'm here today. To tell you that I found my happiness and I want to ask whole America to support me, because I will support America wherever I can. Of course I know that you want to know more about the woman who is in my life now, but I ask you to be a little more patient. You will get all your answers as soon as we are ready for it. And I want you to know that this relationship won't influence anything. Not how I lead the country and of corse not my point of views, but I do hope that she can help me rise my horizons and see everything from a different perspective. Thank you.

And then he disappears through the door and leaves a excited crowd and a totally touched Diane behind. 10 minutes later Diane is still sitting on the couch, starring at the TV but doesn't listen to the words Thomas Webber says. Some tears are rolling down her cheek, but she is smiling. Smiling about his words, about what he said about her, about them. And she is so proud to be with someone who is so smart and who cares so much about her. She is just thankful.

When the phone starts ringing she jumps from the couch and starts running and searching for her phone. There is only one person who could call her right now. "Hey", she answers when she finally found her phone in her purse. "Hey, are you all right?" Even after this amazing speech he worries about how she thinks about all this. "I'm better than all right." She smiles in the phone even if she knows that he can't see it. "That's good to hear." Diane can hear his smile even through the phone. "I liked the part where I'm going to help you rise your horizons. Does that mean that you are going to become a democrat." After all she loves to tease him. And when she hears his chuckle through the line she feels even better than before. "In you dreams." And than he adds something. "I miss you." Diane smiles again. "I miss you too. But I will be there tomorrow. Until than you have to mange all that without me." He sights. "I know. See you tomorrow. I love you." Diane closes her eyes. "I love you too." After that phone call Diane feels a lot better. She will never get enough of those three words. But she misses him. A lot. And she can't wait until tomorrow. Every night she has to sleep alone feels more and more lonely. She is so used to sleep in his arms that she really has problems to go to sleep in her empty apartment. The only thing which keeps her alive during those long weeks are his phone calls every night and the thought of the weekend. She just couldn't wait to lay in his arms again.