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Royal Vigil

It was two days before Mac could get to London. The king was in the Palace when she got there, so the motorcade headed directly there. As they rolled up to the entrance of Buckingham Palace, Mac caught a glimpse of William standing there. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered at the sight of him. She hadn't realized she missed him that much. He hadn't yet seen her this way and she was nervous.

"Madame President, it's always a pleasure." He said formally as Jim and Dickie flanked Mac.

"Likewise Your Majesty," She answered, after saying his formal hellos to Mac's entourage, William turned and led Mac into the palace instantly going into friend mode.

"You look fantastic darling, pregnancy agrees with you." He said as he led her up a grand staircase.

"Thank you." Mac said and linked arms with William as they stepped up.

"Father is awake now, you can visit with him, then I'll give you a tour of the palace if you like."

Mac smiled and nodded as her hand slowly dropped and he took it interlacing their fingers unconsciously. They entered the Kings bedroom like that. Only letting go when Mac reached out to greet the king. "Madame President, It's an honor." The king said.

Mac smiled, "It is all mine your Highness." She sat at a chair by the bedside. William sat next to her and they conversed together for nearly an hour. Charles watched his son's interactions with the lady president.

He liked what he saw. Which was an awful lot of attraction. It was palpable. The president enjoyed his son just as much as William did her. He never shut up about her. It was as if she had become his best mate... but now he saw that it was more. He liked what he saw but it disturbed him. This woman was married as far as he knew. She was also the leader of the free world. Then William said something, and Mac smiled and looked at him, and all of his concerns flew out of the window. They will work it out.

"William, I would like to speak with President Allen alone, if you don't mind," Charles said. The droopy left side of his face began to drool. William reached out and wiped his father's face clean.

"Very well father," He said to his father then turning to Mac. "I'll be just outside the door, if he gets frisky just give us a yell."

Mac laughed and rolled her eyes. Charles waited until the door was closed then he spoke softly. "That child you are carrying, is royal is it not?" Mac blinked and looked down at herself, she thought that she was disguised well enough. "I can tell by the way you move."

Mac nods in understanding, but doesn't respond to the question. "I'm still married your Majesty."

"Not admitting your child's paternity does not make it less true," Charles answered, "I have listened to William rant about the things that your husband did. I have heard him praise your every decision. He is deeply in love with you, and I am beginning to see some of that in you. So am I wrong?"

"No, your Highness, you are not." Mac stated, "William has made you a grandfather yet again." It was the first time she had admitted paternity to anyone but William.

"I hope it's a girl." Charles said beginning to tire, Mac smiled, "Harry has nothing but boys, and we need a princess."

"Ill see what I can do." she answers softly as he falls asleep. His nurse walked in and smiled at the president as she made her way out of the room quietly.

Once she stepped out of the room, William smiled, "What did he say?"

"That's between the king and I." Mac answered. William took that moment to hug her.

"I'm so glad you came, I've missed you." Mac returned the hug and turned her head so that their lips met softly. She had wanted to do that since she first saw him, and being in a hallway by themselves emboldened her.

"I've missed you too." She stated. William placed his hand on her belly where his daughter resided. The infant took that moment to make her presence known and stretched. Mac began to giggle as William's eyes widened.

"That's her!" He kneeled down in front of Mac and began to talk to the baby, "You've just moved for Daddy!"

Mac rolled her eyes and lifted him up off the ground. "Please not now, I haven't revealed paternity yet."

"I need to be with you while you're here," William pleaded, "Have dinner with me."

"Okay," Mac said as they resumed walking down the grand staircase toward her staff.

"No entourage tonight. Just you, as my friend, please?"

They stopped in front of her staff. "Just me and the Secret Service, I promise."

William smiled his dazzling smile and headed back the other direction. Mac and her staff headed to the Limo in silence.

"I think he likes you," Dickie said sitting across from Mac.

"No! You think?" Mac answered in mock surprise.

"Is this a date Ma'am?" Kelly said raising a questioning brow.

"Because if it is... Your moving on, could improve your popularity ratings. Especially since he is a handsome celebrity type." Dickie continued.

Mac raised an annoyed brow at Dickie. "In case you hadn't noticed, I moved on about twenty weeks ago."

"With all due respect Ma'am... You haven't moved on until you've signed the papers." Jim added.

"Remind me again what my personal life has anything to do with running the country?" Mac asked.

"It's all about popularity. I know we were all pretty young, but you do remember Clinton right? He had had an affair with an Intern and still moved on to win reelection." Kelly stated.

"So?" Mac wondered.

"Clinton was popular among the young, and democrats. Economists, environmentalists and minorities." Dickie said.

"You remember what minorities used to call him don't you?" Jim asked.

Mack smirked, "First Black President."

"Exactly." Dickie pontificated. "Your approval ratings are high among most of the same groups, but mainly the young and celebrity c razed."

Mac listened to all of this and wondered why it mattered to her what Americans thought about whom she fell in love with. But she was glad that if she decided to follow her bliss and be with William, it wouldn't cost her as much as she thought.

"I want to kiss you so badly right now, except the bloody press is crawling all over the place." William said to Mac across the table.

Mac considered this and smirked at him. She was listening to her heart this time. She had the permission from the American people now. She was in love, maybe not as deeply as she had been with Rod but it was undeniable. She was scared, but she didn't care. "Should have eaten in Your Majesty."

"Oh stop it! I hate when you call me that," William said.

"Okay Prince Charming, what do you say we just go now? " Mac stated taking a last drink of water.

"That's more like it." William said and stood up. He came around to her side of the table and pulled out her chair. Then took her hand unconsciously interlacing their fingers together.

They may not have noticed what they were doing, but the press did. There were pictures taken of them as they walked out to their waiting car just like that.

When they got to Mac's Hotel, there was a bevy of reporters waiting for them there. He walked inside with her and about six guards. One of the guards with the same height and build of the prince came along with them and as the elevator climbed he revealed himself to have on a replica of the same clothing the Prince was wearing. Mac looked at the Guard then at William and smiled knowingly. When they got to her floor Mac came out of the elevator pulling the prince in with her. She waved goodbye to the guards and dismissed her secret service men to their rooms except for those that were to stand outside her door. Once in her room Mac pulled William close.

"How long can you stay?" She asked.

William wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Her knees began to buckle but he held on to her. "I can stay here all night, no one will know the difference."

They slowly began to undress each other as they made their way to the bedroom in the suite. Once Mac was naked, William was back down on his knees worshiping her new shape. His daughter grew within her. "So beautiful."

Mac watched him as he caressed her small protruding belly. She loved making love to Rod when he was like this. She always felt her most beautiful pregnant, because like William, Rod worshiped her body like this.

William lifted her into his arms and on to the bed. He looked at her for a few more seconds. Mac understood that he needed to. He wanted to remember this as if he may never get a chance to do this again. "I love you too." Mac whispered reassuring him that she was his.

William smiled and leaned down capturing her lips with his careful not to put his weight on her but craving contact with her body.

That night Mac allowed herself to fall in love again. Something she had never done so quickly. It was something that she was sure would kill her the next day, when she had to go away. But for that night, she let it consume her more and more with every kiss and caress that he gave her.