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Elizabeth was smiling the next morning. "I was so worried." Elizabeth smiled as she touched her mother's hand.

"Why should you have? I'm not going anywhere." Evelyn Swann smiled as best as she could. Mason was dead…her heart ached, but she couldn't let Elizabeth see her that way.

"Good, I have some questions." Elizabeth said as she looked her mother in the eye.

Evelyn looked away. "Now is not the time."

"I believe it is the time." Elizabeth held onto her mother's hand. "Who is my real father?"

"Does is matter?"

"Yes."

Evelyn felt hot tears streak down her face. "Elizabeth, this is so complicated."

"Mom, I need a name."

"Corbin…Baines."

Elizabeth felt sick. "What?"

"You heard me." Evelyn's eyes flashed with anger. "Go away Elizabeth, I never intended you to…"

"He's the President of the United States. Dear God…I have a brother and a sister…" Elizabeth's eyes closed in thought.

"I was his mistress Elizabeth. I was not married and I wanted to have fun. We did have fun…until I got pregnant and it got in the way of his marriage, and his career. Elizabeth, he promised your father that if I was taken care of, that he would make him a five star general."

"What about me?"

"Elizabeth, all he was to do was take care of you…not love you. Corbin is incapable of love…"

"I know." Elizabeth sighed. "I am going to look into this."

"Why?"

"Someone is targeting me, and he went through you…it's personal."

"You mean the man that attacked you all those years ago."

Elizabeth nodded. "I think Weatherby may have something to do with it."

Will was waiting for Elizabeth by the time she got back to the office. "I need to talk to you privately."

Will nodded and noticed the pure pain in her hazel eyes. Those eyes of hers, it was a window to her soul, you could read her mind through those eyes. "What happened?"

"She gave me a name." Elizabeth sighed. "And you won't like it."

"Who?"

"Corbin Baines."

"President Baines…" Will leaned back in his chair and whistled. "Oh boy."

"I know." Elizabeth looked at Will. "Can you set up a meeting with him?"

"I don't know Elizabeth…I mean I have some pull, but not when it concerns the President."

Elizabeth looked at her hands. "Tell him my name, and tell him about the case…he'll set the meeting."

WEWE

"Seven o'clock tomorrow morning." Will said as he drove home with Elizabeth.

"What?"

"The President will see you at seven." Elizabeth remained silent until they reached the door of Will's home.

"Thank you." Elizabeth said as he held open the door for her. "How did you get that meeting?" Elizabeth said as she sat down on a plush brown sofa.

"I called in a few favors." Will smiled. Elizabeth then found him staring into her eyes.

"Why are you staring at me?" Elizabeth asked with a whisper.

Will's eyes shifted down to his hands. He got caught, Elizabeth thought, and for such a strong, hard man, he was surely not acting as he should.

"Elizabeth, I…" She saw he was searching for words.

"Just tell me Will." He looked up at her.

"I shouldn't be saying this, Elizabeth, this is completely inappropriate of me, being your superior, and I just…I care about you, and I want what is best for you." He leaned toward her. Elizabeth felt something flutter in her stomach as she looked at him.

"You have been so good to me during these rough times. I don't know if I can ever say thank you enough." Elizabeth smiled. Elizabeth saw the look in his eyes, his eyes darkened towards her. "I care about you too, more than I thought." Elizabeth looked down at her hands. "I haven't been with anyone since my attack, and was never with anyone before."

As Elizabeth glanced up she saw that Will was hanging on every word. "We have been working like crazy." Will said. "How about I take you out to dinner?"

"As in a date?" Elizabeth asked in marvel.

"Yes."

"Tonight?"

"Anytime Elizabeth." Will said with a smile.

"Will, I can't promise you anything." Elizabeth said sheepishly.

"I don't want you to. Just be who you are."