So... That was that chapter... it was an add on, and this one is a bit on the silly side. I don't really like this chapter much, but it gets things moving downward. I have been having a blast reading and responding to all of your Reviews.

S.K.

Campaign Trail

Mac lay in her cabin on Air Force One, as they flew the four hours to Nevada. She was exhausted from the traveling she had been doing the past couple of months, and was glad that this would be her last flight before the doctor grounded her.

There was a light knock on her door. She knew the knock, and smirked as her body began to tingle. She got up and walked carefully to the door. William had never ridden with her on Air Force One before. Two world leaders on the same aircraft was usually against protocol, but they made allowances because Mac was the first pregnant president.

She opened the door slightly and pulled him into the room with her locking the door behind him. "Madame President... there are people just outside the door you know."

"Shut up and kiss me." Mac said coming to him. Mac had been a jumble of moods for the past several weeks. Each mood with it's own separate personality, and this personality he liked a lot. William did as he was told; taking full advantage that naughty Mac had come for a visit a mile above the earth.

William and Mac lay on the bed. He traced his fingers delicately over her stretched middle, noting that her belly button had almost completely disappeared. "How about Diana?" Mac asked.

William looked up; "I like Amy's suggestion better."

"I am not calling this child Mia Hamm, no matter how obsessed with soccer you are."

"I just… It's sweet that you want to name her after mum, but that name holds so many mixed emotions for me. I don't know that I could call her Diana."

"I'm not claiming to miss her like you do, but we all loved your mother." Mac insisted He traced the line that bisected her abdomen as she played idly with his blond hair. There was a knock at the door. "Vince go away," Mac said to the locked door.

"Ma'am you said you wanted to have a meeting half an hour before landing." Vince said. She frowned as William kissed her belly and sat up.

"I'll be there in five minutes." She sat up and her auburn hair spilled over her bare breast. She had kept it long just for William, and just because it didn't make sense to cut it when it was just going to be long again the next week. She pulled on a white tank top and panties, then looked up at William, who had pulled on his underwear and trousers. She smiled internally as she put on a white maternity shirt over her tank and her slacks. She really liked the way he looked, and she thanked god every time she saw him half dressed that she had such great self-control.

William watched the woman he loved dress. He loved to touch every inch of her when they made love she was so incredibly long, she went on forever. They were at the same level always. It wasn't until she stopped and looked at him, that he realized that he had been staring.

"What are you thinking?" She asked coming to him.

"You're so beautiful," he said kissing her hands.

"And you're half naked. I have to open the door now." Mac said tossing him his undershirt. "Cover yourself."

"Sorry," William said smirking.

"Welcome to the mile high club." She said and exited the cabin running fingers through her hair.

"The country loves you ma'am, but none of them know what your motivation is. The job has not been easy since you started, and everyone is aware of the opposition you've faced. America wants to know why you even put up with it."

"What do you mean, like my agenda?" Mac said sitting back in her chair. She was more relaxed than she had been in a long time.

"Yeah... A motivation," Kelly said, "Your purpose in this role."

"They can just read the next Issue of 'O magazine'. We talked about that." Mac said.

"Oh good," Dickie said, "because no one really has an objection in how you run the country. Your judgment is well respected as far as the job goes. But your scandals are hard to ignore, so you're always on the minds of the people."

"It doesn't hurt that you've resolved three major crises in the last two years, that the economy is on an upswing, and unemployment is at an all time low," Kelly added.

"So far the polls have you at 52 percent,with Templeton at 45 percent,and Schroeder is down at 3 percent it is the first time in hundreds of years that a democrat is that low on the polls." Jim said.

"None of that matters when November comes." Mac said looking at the paper that Jim had given her. It didn't mean anything, but seeing that graph made her excited to know that she could so win it. It energized her, and brought her confidence back.

"Ma'am?" Vince said sticking his head into the conference room. "We need to turn to Nevada, apparently there is a massive sandstorm over Phoenix and we won't be able to land at Luke's Airforce Base. Would you like me to reschedule it all for after the rally in Nevada?"

"Yes, go ahead." Mac said, "I guess we'll be in Vegas 12 hours early. So have fun guys you deserve it."

"Sweet." Dickie said as they all stood up from the table, "Hey Kelly let's get married."

"In your dreams." Kelly responded and Mac smirked, picking up the paper that was left in front of her. She wasn't concentrating on it though, because what Dickie had said suddenly sunk in.

William peeked into the room as Mac stared blankly at the wall. "Darling?"

"Lets get married today." Mac said finally turning her gaze to him. William stopped a moment. He wasn't against the idea at all, he just wasn't sure why it had to be that day. "We're landing in Vegas in ten minutes, Let's just do it."

"That probably won't work." William stated.

"We'll get one Royal guard, and one Secret Service member to be witnesses, no one else has to know until we're ready."

"We can't just walk into a chapel and get married." William said sitting on the table in front of her.

Mac looked up at him, "have you changed your mind?"

"No! Absolutely not, but focus here a moment darling." William put his hands on either side of her head, "the press will be all over it."

"So what do you suggest?" Mac asked realizing that she was starting to become more and more irrational as this pregnancy wore on.

"I suggest we go and ask the two we want to witness the proceedings. Ask them to find a minister of some sort, while you and I do a little of the Vegas R&R stuff with the rest of your staff. Then we excuse ourselves and get married in our suite."

"That sounds like fun." Mac said softly placing her hands atop of the ones that were covering her cheeks. Then she begins to laugh at herself. "I can't wait to give birth to this kid, she's making me stupider by the second."

"You're cute..." William was interrupted by the pilot announcing their decent. Both of them got up and went to the corner of the room and sat in the seats where they could buckle the seat belts.

Mac walked through the club her staff had chosen to pass their time in. Dickie and Kelly were on the dance floor, while most of them watched from the VIP area above. She and William had been caught outside, and stopped to do some PR stuff. They were playing music from early century and the late 1990' and Mac loved it as they walked through the dance floor. She did a little dance as she walked to the beat of Missy Elliot's Party People.

The club people stopped and stared as they realized who had walked through. And before she made it all the way through the dance floor the DJ stopped the music and started to play a remix that had been playing on the radio that mixed both Hail to the Chief and The British National Anthem in honor of their guests.

Mac smiled and turned to face them all and waved at them all. The crowd shouted out and clapped. They cleared the dance floor. Mac took the hint, but she wasn't going to say anything, she pulled William to the floor with her and said, "Play something for me DJ."

William and Mac danced for a couple of songs. Soon the floor was filling again. So the Secret Service began to escort them off the floor again. "That was really cool of you Ma'am" Dickie said following the couple off the floor.

"I used to be a club head when I was in college." Mac said sitting down on the couch, "I danced as much as I studied."

"I thought that you went to school in small towns." Dickie said.

"That were within an hour of New York City." Mac said taking a glass of water from the waitress. She looked out and watched the people on the floor wishing she could just cut loose and dance sometimes. "What possessed you people to pick a club full of people to just hang around in."

"Did you not see what happened? This is your fan base. Young celebrity crazed people." Dickie said leaning closer.

"Oh, so when I am relaxing I'm working." Mac said.

"Something like that."

"My work is never done." Mac said, and William leaned closer to her and whispered something. She reached for his arm with the watch and nodded. "Listen Guys, We're gonna... well we're leaving."

Mac turned to one of her Secret Service Agents, "Have they arrived at the room?"

The agent nodded and the ten of them left the club Mac bopping to Nelly's 'Pimp Juice'.

"You just sign here," Fred Murphy, a tall black man with a balding head and handlebar mustache said to the Royal Guard man. It was the last signature required to make the document legal. He couldn't believe he was marrying the President of the United States of to the Prince of Wales. They were so normal. "That's it, You're married."

Mac smiled and kissed her husband. The man watched the tender moment and understood that this was indeed something very important and intimate between them. "Thank you," the two of them said at the same time.

"Ma'am, your majesty, The tabloids, they like to search the Nevada public records for celebrity names. Just so you know."

"We are aware of that, yes." Mac said.

"I'll keep this in my records as long as I can, and will wait 28 days before I file it, so you will have at least that much time without much speculation."

Mac smiled at the man, "That would be fantastic."

"You've got my vote, You have helped us a lot with that energy bill. I have been watching all that you do in that house, and it's all wonderful."

"Thank you so much," Mac told the old man, but she couldn't wait until he left, she wanted to be alone with her husband.

"I'll be going now Ma'am, I know you don't want to be here talking to some old man when you've just married someone like this eh?"

"I dare say you could compete sir." Prince charming said making sure that the man didn't feel hurried since his wife was stuck on thank you now get the fuck out. He shook the man's hand and breathed a sigh of relief when he was finally out of the door.

Mac looked around, and the two guards that had been there had already left the room. She smiled and nearly ran into his arms. "You're all mine," She whispered between kisses.

"All yours." He answered both of them totally giving in to the delusion that William wouldn't have to go back to England within the next two days.

Dull eh? oh well I hope you enjoyed anyway. S.K.