Mac walked to the guest room and knocked on the open door.

"Hey," Jane said.

"Hi," Mac replied and sat on the bed. "Are you all packed?"

"I think so. I took a lot of my stuff that I won't need in the next couple of weeks to the apartment."

"Are you driving from Lincoln when you move?"

"I decided to sell my car. It would end up being more of a hassle in the city than it was worth. If I need a car I can rent one, or use a car service."

"I think you made the right decision."

"So, I'm going to fly back and a moving company will be bringing my belongings later. It was a part of my relocation package from the hospital."

"That's great. Do you feel comfortable in the city, especially at the apartment?"

"Comfortable enough. The couple of people I met at the apartment seemed really nice."

"Everyone is very nice and helpful. If you have questions Trish is a really good resource. I want you to know that you can call me, any time, for anything."

"Thank you," Jane said sitting down next to her on the bed. "Will and I were talking about doing a family dinner once a week, what do you think?"

"I love the idea. Weekends, obviously, would be easier for us."

"Great. We'll get that started once I get moved. Maybe your parents could join us?"

"They'd love that. We've not all lived in the same city in a long time. We'll go shopping with my mother, now that's something you should experience," Mac said smiling.

"I've missed being part of a bigger family. I love Kate and Michael, but we each had such separate lives. Kate and I would hang out and do things but it's not the same."

"I know what you mean. Thank you for your help this weekend."

"It was my pleasure. I can't wait to get back here."

"I'll let you get back to it…the car service will be here in about half an hour to take us to LaGuardia."

"Thanks, Mac," Jane said hugging her.

"Thank you," she said and went to locate Will.

He was sitting out on the balcony with a guitar. "Are you all right?"

"I'm going to miss her. I know she'll be back in a couple of weeks, but I'm used to her being here, now."

"She was telling me about the family dinner idea. I think that's a great idea."

He smiled. "Good. We'll start that once she moves. Do you think Saturday or Sunday would be better?"

"Probably Sunday. The car service will be here in about half an hour."

"Okay, I'll be in in a couple of minutes." She smiled at him and shut the balcony door.

When he came inside he found her in the bedroom working. "Are you all right," Mac asked.

He nodded and sat down beside Mac. "We've gotten a lot closer in a really short period of time."

"She can't wait to be here permanently. She asked if my parents would join us for the family dinners."

"That's a great idea."

"I thought so, too. Mum should be here by the time Jane is back."

The ringing of the telephone interrupted them. Will answered. The car service was downstairs. Mac was up getting her coat on. Will was letting Jane know it was time to leave. They rode the elevator down in silence, Will holding each of their hands.

The driver held open the door for them and took Jane's bag and placed it in the trunk. The drive to the airport wasn't bad and before they knew it they were in front of the airport.

"Do you want me to walk you to your gate," Mac offered.

"No thanks. You guys go home and I'll text you when I get to Lincoln."

"Who is picking you up?"

"My car is at the airport. I'll text you when I get home, too," she said smiling at him. She hugged both Will and Mac and got out of the car. The driver had her luggage waiting next to the back door of the car. "I'll see you guys in two weeks."

Sloan had texted Don as she was arriving home and let him know he could stop by, if he wanted.

She had changed into more comfortable clothes and was checking her email when the buzzer from downstairs went off. She wasn't sure if she wanted it to be Don, or not. When she pushed the button to see who was there it was Don and she buzzed him in.

She was waiting in the doorway when he got off the elevator. "Hey," he said.

"Hey. Come on in," she said walking into the apartment. "Do you want something to drink?"

"No thanks. Did you have a nice dinner?"

"It was. Have a seat," she said sitting in the chair across from him.

"We need to talk and be completely honest, okay." She nodded. "Do you want me to be your EP?"

"I do."

"Okay. I wasn't sure. We've not talked a lot recently."

"We've not."

"We can talk about work, at least with Mac and Will in the room."

"True."

"It's when we're by ourselves that we're not comfortable. Sloan, we've got to get comfortable again."

"That's easy for you to say."

"Maggie and I broke up. She moved out a couple of weeks ago. She's living with Lisa again."

"Are you okay?"

He nodded.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"No. I just needed you to know. You're going to be great at ten o'clock, Sloan. We're going to do a show you can be proud of, I swear."

"I do like the premise and Mac is building a great show, but it's going to be our show and it's up to us. I'm all in and I hope you are, too. There isn't anyone else I'd want in my ear."

"Thank you. I'm in. You can count on me."

Will and Mac's driver took them back to their apartment. Will tipped the man and said good night as they walked in the building. Will was being unusually quiet.

"I love you," Mac said.

He looked at her and smiled. "I love you, too. Come lay down with me?"

"I'd love to," she said following him into the bedroom.

They both changed and settled into bed. Not ready to sleep, they just wanted to relax, and be alone together. They were lying on their sides, holding hands.

"Have you thought any more about us having children," Mac asked.

"I can't keep from thinking about it, Mac."

"Any conclusions?"

"It still doesn't freak me out and I do like the idea. I know, because of your age, it would be considered high risk. I can live without kids but I can't live without you."

"High risk sounds scary, I know, but I'm healthy, Billy."

"Any residual effects from the attack in Islamabad?"

"No, none. We're good to go there." She laced their fingers together. "Do you know that twins run in my family?"

"No, I didn't. Is there some sort of pattern?"

"Not really," she replied.

Will pulled her closer so she was lying against him, her leg between his and her head on his chest.

"There's nothing wrong with continuing to think about this, Billy," she said lifting her head so she could look at him.

He ran his hand through her hair and pulled her to himself with his hand on the back of her head. His kiss was very gentle.

"What are you thinking?"

"That I love you so much and I can't imagine not having a family with you. You'd be a great mom."

He could see the tears in her eyes. "Thank you. You know I can't imagine a child having a better father than you. You're like Sir David."

He was not expecting her to compare him to her father.

"We're a family even if we decide to not have kids."

"I know."

"Would it help to talk to Sir David? He'd be happy to talk to you and keep it to himself."

He shook his head. "I know what I want."

"What do you want?"

"To have children with you. To hear little feet running around the apartment, to hear someone call me Daddy and you Mommy."

She was crying. "So, should I make an appointment with my doctor to have the IUD removed?"

They both stared at the other until Will quietly said, "yes."

Mac moved on top of him and kissed him very gently. Pulling back she said, "I love you, Billy."

"I love you, Mackenzie, so much."

He pulled her further into his arms and had her lying on top of him, just holding her. Her head was tucked under his chin. They stayed there just holding one another.

His hand was rubbing her back, gently. He could tell she wasn't yet asleep. "Are you hungry?"

She turned her head so she could look at him. "A little; cereal sounds good."

"I'm not sure what kind of cereal we have, if we have any."

"I added it to the grocery list," she said with a smile.

"What kind of cereal, Mac?"

"Honey Nut Cheerios."

"That actually doesn't sound bad. Do you want to eat in bed?"

"No, I'll fall asleep after I eat. I need to work some."

"Didn't you have a note pad with my name on it, somewhere around here?"

She smiled at him. "We could go over your list while we eat. What a great idea."

He just smiled at her, and gently rolled her off of himself. He got out of bed and held his hand out for her, which she grabbed and he led her into the kitchen. En route she grabbed the note pad with his name.

She sat at the bar while he got bowls, spoons, milk and the cereal.

"Is this list in any particular order?"

"The order I thought of them. No more significant than that, sorry."

Will heard a phone signal a text message had been received. "Is that yours or mine?"

"Sounds like yours," she said.

He walked to the living room and located his phone. Jane had arrived home safely. She missed them and would see them very soon.

He was smiling when he returned to the kitchen. "Jane got home."

"Good. It's too quiet in here."

"I know what you mean. I'm used to Jane, Sloan and Don all here."

They each ate their cereal as Mac asked him her questions. Some of his answers spurred a debate, but most were simple and straightforward.

"Not that I mind answering, but why am I answering," he asked.

She smiled at him. "Because you are my partner. I talk to you about everything and I talk to you first. Some of these I will talk with Sloan and Don about but I need to work it out with you first."

He liked her answer, she could tell.

They finished their cereal long before they finished Mac's list. They moved into the living room to finish up the list of questions before heading off to bed.