A/N: Short Filler Chappie, because I realized that I hadn't dealt with it in my original outline, and it just didn't sit right with me. It's just a little bit of fluff anyway. I will be posting the next chapter at the same time and back on to the drama.

Telling Him

Two weeks after her bombshell, Mac was still reeling. She hadn't had time to stop and think as she carried on with her daily rat race. Meeting with contributors, and frantic dealings with six of the ports of entry into the United States.

One afternoon, on a particularly light afternoon, Mac went to the music room for some much needed R&R She had had all of her important calls forwarded to her blue tooth headset. She sat at the piano and started to play. She recalled a song that made her think of Rod and she began to play and sing this time.

You could buy me diamonds

You could buy me pearls

Take me on a trip around the world

Baby you know I'm worth it.

Dinner lit by candles

Run my bubble bath

Make love tenderly to last a lifetime

Baby you know I'm worth it

Wanna please, wanna keep, wanna treat your woman right.

Now just don't better show that she's worth your time

You will loose if you choose to refuse to put her first

She will, if she can find a man who knows her worth.

While she played a call came through and her voice activated the cell. She stopped keying the piano an said a very irritated, "Hello!"

"Madame President," came the distinctive British voice from the other end. Mac smiled instinctively and dropped her hands on the keys not knowing what to do, "Don't let me interrupt your playing."

"It's been a long time," Mac said having gotten used to speaking with him weekly, not realizing how much she'd missed it. "I miss you." she began to play again.

"Have you?" William asked straining to hear what she was playing and thinking he recognized the song. "What are you playing?"

Mac stopped abruptly, "Oh...it's A Woman's worth, By Alicia Keys."

"Please don't stop. Sing it to me." William said softly.

Mac started continued where she had left off.

'Cause a real man, Knows a real woman when he sees her

And a real woman, knows a real man, ain't 'fraid to please her

A real woman knows a real man always comes first

And a real man just can't deny a woman' worth

William had missed her voice. He had never heard her sing before, but this was so much more. It was as if she were speaking to him. He knew he didn't ever want to miss hearing it again.

Mac finished the song. And went on to play a more classical song and she cleared her throat. She had been thinking while she was singing. She needed to tell him about the baby and didn't know how to. "William, Do you have any children?"

"None that I know of." William answered a bit confused as to this line of questioning.

"I have three children," Mac said, "Three and a half."

"I know..." William started then paused a moment, "A half?"

"That night we shared, was... incredible, and I'll always have a reminder of that with me." Mac stopped playing and closed the piano. "You've given me a part of you and I am grateful."

There was silence on the other end. Mac knew he was still there. She waited with baited breath to hear his reaction. "I'll be in Washington next week for the world cup preparations. I must see you."

"I may be in New Hampshire next week." Mac said walking out of the music room a bit disappointed. "I have a race to run."

"Yes I know. Mac, I am thrilled, do not misunderstand me. It's just that this baby comes with too many strings... for you."

"Me?" Mac stopped short just outside the door.

"This is a Royal Child. Not just that, a Crown Royal. I want someone to give my crown and title to once I pass."

"So?" Mac asked resuming her walk.

"Never mind." William said, not willing to spoil the moment. "I have to go darling, I will call you again tonight." he promised.

"Okay," Mac said raising a brow at the word darling.

"I love you." William said then quickly hung up. He could not believe what he had said. That can't be possible. What was I thinking? He thought berating himself for his little slip of the tongue.

Mac hadn't moved from her spot. She roused out of her trance when her phone rang again. "Hello?" Mac said and began to walk back to the Oval again. "Yes Mr. Speaker, I have a proposition to make."