Thank you guys for the reviews... You fed me today, so now I feed you.

This chapter doesn't have all the answers. But just in case you were wondering... Camila is dead... she is older than Charles, and charles is pushing ninety. THere were about 8 or 9 people in that elevator, some Royal Guard, and some Secrets Service... sorry for not making that clearer. I am glad I am not making the Mac/Will storyline totally gross. I never do things just to do it. I knew I had to kind of ease you into it.

This chapter deals with the scenario... though not too deeply into it... I have to look at my next two chapters closely... and work on Chapter 20 so this may be it for this week. I might be able to sneak 18 by. I'll see. Chapter 20 is difficult, and I like to have at least 3 chapters ready for you guys when I post every week. I'm down to two. Can I tell you guys that Chapter 19 is one of my favorites! I can't wait till you read it. (SOrry I know I am a tease.) But It is really a blast writing for such a responsive audience.

Enjoy,

S.K.

Rumor Has It

Shortly before her four o'clock that next Wednesday, Mac sat at her big oak desk looking over a bill proposed by the speaker on tax incentives for Businesses. She would have been all for it if it didn't just step all over the smaller businesses.

In her opinion small businesses should enjoy more tax benefits than the large corporations, and the way this was set up, benefits were increased the more revenue the company generated. It was unbalanced in favor of the top companies.

Her television was on though she wasn't paying much attention to it. That was until her name came up. "Looks like President Mackenzie Allen has moved on." The reporter said. Mac stopped what she was doing and looked up at the TV taking off her glasses. "The super hot and newly single President was spotted in London this past weekend with none other than the globe trotting Casanova Prince William."

"Oh brother, " She mumbled leaning back in her chair.

"Such an active life, yet still she manages to get more done in Washington, than most who have tried." One of the female hostesses of a popular talk/news magazine show "The view" said.

"Are you kidding me, Congress has gotten in her way about thirty times since she has started," said another

"All I know, is that she won't get any respect unless she gets reelected." The eldest of the show said.

"She sure is interesting to watch." The youngest of them all said. Mac stopped breathing as she watched the young red head on the screen. "I mean I loved working with her, she was totally efficient."

"Michelle it's not like you made her life much easier. But we are glad to have a total insider on our show." One of the others said. Mac had had enough. She turned the television off; she didn't care what else that little bitch had to say... though none of it seemed to be negative.

Her phone rang causing her to take a deep breath. "Hello?"

"Have you read the tabloids?" She smiled; it was William.

"I have better things to do than follow gossip." Mac said turning back to her bill.

"But this is not gossip, they've got it right." Mac stops what she is doing, "You have trapped me."

She chuckled, "Is that what you feel? Trapped?"

"Yes and happily so."

Mac laughed and looked up to see her snack coming into the room. She waved at the staffer saying, "Are you coming for the fourth?"

"I wouldn't miss it."

Amy walked into the room dressed in her tennis gear. She had been in the third game of her first tournament that day and she looked absolutely bummed. "Hey I gotta go, Amy looks as if she has just lost her shot at the grand slam."

"Of course, it's snack time. I'll talk to you later then. I love you." He said.

Mac smiled and turned away so that Amy couldn't see the creeping blush. "Love you too," She said quickly and hung up. She turned back to Amy who sat pouting on the couch and walked to her slowly. "Hey baby."

"Hi." The seven-year-old said with little enthusiasm.

"How was the tournament?" Mac asked sitting next to her.

"I made it to the semi finals," Amy said.

"That's great!" Mac said excitedly, "Why are you so sad?"

"Who's the baby's father?" Amy asked. Mac just sat there staring at her daughter, unsure of what to say. "That was him on the phone wasn't it?"

"Why are you asking this?" Mac asked.

"That girl I was playing today, She said that Daddy couldn't possibly be the baby's dad, because he had had a vass... vass..."

"Vasectomy," Mac supplied.

"Right, What does that mean?" Amy asked.

"It means your dad had an operation, so that he wouldn't be able to have anymore children. So she is right, your daddy is not this baby's daddy." Mac answered frankly taking a page out of her mother's book. Though she may omit certain things from the public, she promised that she would always be frank with her children.

"Well, was that him on the phone?" Amy asked.

"Yes, he's a real prince of a man, and he loves his baby very much so he checks on me often." Mac answered going over to their snacks. Amy had started getting healthier foods since she found out about her mother's pregnancy, and was starting to like some of them too. Mac saw it as a blessing in disguise. Today was cottage cheese and fruit. She brought one cup full to Amy then sat down with one herself.

Amy remained thoughtful. She was thinking of what her mother had said about the baby's father, and all of the men her mother was ever around. She couldn't think of anyone, except when she went to England, "So does the baby have to live in England when she's born?"

Mac blinked again and looked at her daughter startled at her deductive skills. That's my girl, she thought shaking her head. "No, not for a while at least."

"Okay," Amy said then smiled placing her hand on her mother's abdomen. Since she was eating, the baby began to move, so Mac took Amy's hands in hers and placed them in the spot where she felt the most movement. "Don't worry mom, I won't tell anyone."

"Thank you baby." Mac said softly reaching out and hugging her baby girl. There was a light knock on the door. "Come in."

"Hey, do you have a minute?" Kelly said poking her head inside.

"Is this about William?" Mac asked letting go of Amy.

"Sort of," Kelly said, "There is all sorts of speculation flying around, and since you have postponed the press conference till the fifth of July, they are dying to get info on this love affair thing." Kelly faltered at the end remembering that Amy was still in the room.

"It's okay, I know about Mom's boyfriend." Amy said, the two older women looked at her, "I saw it on the magazine in Becca's room."

"What did it say?" Mac asked.

"That you went to England and trapped a prince."

"But they're just friends..." Kelly said, repeating exactly what Mac had told her before the date that night. "Right?"

Mac said nothing, and Amy stood up, "I was just telling you what was in the article." She placed her and her mother's cups on the cart and began to push it towards the door. "I'm going to go, Horace promised to teach me how to play Kingdom Hearts."

Kelly stared at Mac, "When did that change for you?" She asked quietly.

"That night, probably before that... I don't know." Mac answered. She looked at the time. "Are you coming tomorrow?"

"Yes," Kelly said grateful for the change of subject, "I love the view from the balcony during the fireworks."

"I know isn't it great?" She said as Vince came into the room. "What's up Vince."

He produced one of those orange legal sized envelopes. Mac took it and looked at the sender and smiled though there was a tell tale lump in her throat. "Thanks Vince." She said and walked towards her desk.

Kelly stared, trying to figure out the mix of emotions that played in her friend's eyes. "Divorce final?"

Mac smiled then started to cry. Hating the hormones in her body for making her do so in front of someone else. "I'm so happy this is over with." She sobbed.

Kelly came closer and placed a hand on her shoulder. "It will be fine."

"I know, really, I don't even know why I'm crying." Mac stated she had absolutely no regrets about Marrying Rod, he gave her twenty-two great years. The last year was a bit hard, but they were great. She didn't regret the divorce either.

"Maybe, you're just relieved?" Kelly said softly

"Yeah I guess." Mac said reaching for tissues and wiping her eyes dry. "He'll be here tomorrow to be with the kids."

"Rod will?" Kelly asked.

"Yes, and so will William."

Kelly nodded then her eyes widened in understanding, "Mac, William isn't... Is he?" Kelly sat as she got a shrug from her. "Rod doesn't know... who the baby's father is does he?"

Mac shook her head, "Michelle was right... I am interesting to watch. My life is worse than a freaking soap opera."

Kelly laughed lightly, "Thank god you are as good as you are, or they would have moved for impeachment by now."

"I don't know how I'm hanging on to second place as it is." Mac said signing the piece of paper in front of her and standing up again to head up to the residence. It had been a slow day, as it was the day before Independence Day and she had plans to spend that evening with her children, and her mother.

"Well Ma'am. Good night," Kelly said as Mac handed Vince the paper to send off to Karina.

"Good night Kelly, See you tomorrow." She smiled at her special assistant. "FedEx that please?"

"Yes, Ma'am" Vince said having had the envelope ready for it.

"Good night Vince, See you tomorrow." Mac said, walking on to the residence with her slow deliberate stroll.

"Good night ma'am."