A/N - a special shout out of thanks to iworkwithpens!

Will pulled out his cell phone and called Lonny and let him know that he was ready to go into the store. A couple of minutes later Lonny was opening the door for her. When she got out, she turned to Lonny and said, "thank you for giving us some time," and kissed his cheek. Will smiled at him from the SUV.

"No problem."

Lonny walked them inside and then stayed back, giving them privacy. Fortunately the store was still fairly empty. They explored every inch of the store. Will putting more vegetables and food staples into the cart with Mac putting more snack type foods in along with different coffees and wine. Will chose meat for their dinner and then some other to freeze for later.

They were by the deli area when he asked her, "boxer briefs really are sexy?"

She smiled at him and put her hand on his arm, and looked up at him, "very sexy, Billy. You would look amazing in them," she said and kissed him.

Little did they know that they were being watched by someone other than Lonny. Following them around the store and currently watching their interaction was Sloan. She debated going up to them and in the end her curiosity got the better of her. She was standing next to them when their kiss ended. When they looked over they saw Sloan smiling at them.

"Sloan," Mac said.

"Oh God," Will added.

"Yes, it is I."

"I don't suppose that you're going to agree to forget anything you saw," Mac asked.

"You know me so well."

Neither of them expected Will to say anything, but he did. "You will forget, Sloan. Our private lives are just that, private. If I hear anything at the office trust me when I say you won't be happy. You are going to leave Mac alone and not pester her for any information or details. Yes, we are together and yes, we love one another, very much. That's all you need to know and please respect that we want this to ourselves."

Sloan didn't know how to react. Will didn't normally speak this way to her. "Congratulations," she said and walked off.

"Easy," Mac said, her arm around him, rubbing his back.

"She doesn't get to question us."

"She cares."

"I know she does, Mac, but that doesn't mean she needs details about our lives and what happens between us."

"You need to apologize."

"I know, I will. Sloan," he said loud enough for her to hear as she was walking away.

She turned around and walked back to them. "Yes."

"I apologize. Have dinner with us and we'll talk, as friends."

"Your apartment," she asked.

"The brownstone."

"Brownstone," she asked, confused.

"I'll send you the address," Mac said.

"We'll see you about six, that all right," Will asked.

"Perfect, see you later." She walked off to continue her shopping.

"She doesn't know about the brownstone," Will asked.

"No, she's never been there."

"So, she doesn't know," he asked.

"No, she doesn't. The only person that knows everything is you."

"Okay, we will find a way to keep what we don't want out there private. Is there still the trust?"

"There have been some splits with the money and I've not set a new one up yet."

"I'll help you, if you want."

"Thank you."

They finished up the shopping and took the groceries back to Mac's. Will started a pasta sauce while Mac sat in the kitchen watching him create what would become an amazing dish. He created a couple of appetizers and then they spent the afternoon together on the couch in front of the fire. Mac had given him the papers from her father's lawyers to read, while she read the paper and took notes about stories to think about for the week.

Just before six o'clock the doorbell rang and Mac got up to answer. Sloan was on the other side when Mac opened the door. "Come on in," she said, taking Sloan's coat.

"This is a gorgeous brownstone. How long have you lived here?"

"I grew up here. It's been in the family for a long time," she said leading her into the living room.

"Hey, Sloan," Will said. "Want something to drink?"

"Sure, what are you having?"

He could tell she was a bit nervous around him. He got up and came to stand in front of her. "I'm sorry about earlier, Sloan."

"Thanks. I'll take a wine, whatever you have open is fine."

Will walked into the kitchen to get Sloan her wine and brought out a tray of appetizers.

"These are great," Sloan said.

"We've got a lot of food to eat, I hope you're hungry," Mac said.

"Starving, good thing. May I wander around?"

"I'll give you the tour," Mac said taking Sloan upstairs.

When they returned a few minutes later Will was setting dinner on the table. They all sat down and began eating. "This looks fabulous, who catered?"

"Will cooked," Mac explained.

"You cook? I had no idea. You're really good."

"Thanks. Did you take her to the roof," Will asked Mac.

"No, I thought we'd do that after dinner."

"Do I get to ask questions," Sloan asked.

"House rule," Mac said. "Anything said or done here, stays here, agreed?"

"Agreed," Will said. They both looked at Sloan.

"Really? Everything? Okay, agreed," she finally said.

"Yes, you may ask questions," Mac agreed. "If, however, one of us says something is off limits, it is, no further questioning."

"I know you don't want to talk about yourselves, I get that. I accept that and just know I'm happy for you both."

"Thank you," Will said.

They sat around the table and enjoyed each other's company and the excellent food that Will prepared. Sloan made sure to tell him how great everything tasted.

"Thanks. You want some more wine before we go upstairs," he asked.

"No, thanks. What's upstairs?"

"You'll see," he said, taking Mac's hand and led her upstairs with Sloan following them.

Sloan was amazed at the space and the views of the park. "Does the fireplace work?"

"It does."

Will sat on one of the lounges and pulled Mac down with him, to cuddle up. Sloan sat across from them and smiled.

"What," Mac asked.

"You're meant to be together, I'm glad you guys figured this out."

"Thanks," Mac said.

Sloan stood up and walked to the railing, looking out over the park. Mac got up and came to stand next to her. "Are you all right?"

"I am, thanks."

"I'm going to go clean up the kitchen, I'll be back in a while," Will said going back downstairs

"He didn't have to leave."

"He didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Now what's going on, Sloan?"

"I broke up with someone this morning."

"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were seeing anyone."

Sloan shrugged.

"Do you want to talk about anything," Mac asked, rubbing Sloan's back.

"His name was Peter and we'd been dating about six weeks. Seeing each other a few times a week, talking, and texting all the time."

"Where'd you meet him?"

"Columbia. He had no idea who I was or what I do."

"Did he live under a rock?"

Sloan laughed. "He doesn't own a tv."

"How is that possible?"

"I know, right. So we dated and things seemed to be going well and then all of a sudden this morning he came up with he doesn't want to be involved with someone on tv that it would take away his privacy."

"You know you're better off without him, Sloan. I know it hurts right now but if he couldn't deal with what you do then it wasn't meant to be."

"I do know that, Kenz, but it was nice having someone there, even for a short time period."

Mac hugged her and held her while she cried. Mac saw Will come back upstairs and nodded her head, letting him know it was okay to come up.

"Are you all right, Sloan," Will asked.

She pulled back from Mac and wiped her eyes. "I will be."

"May I do anything?"

She smiled a watery smile at him and shook her head, starting to cry again and he took her in his arms letting her cry. Mac was rubbing his lower back while he held Sloan.

She pulled back and said, "I'm sorry," to Will.

"No worries."

"You don't need me crying on you."

"Hey, Sloan," he said, making sure he had her attention. "If you need someone to hold you and let you cry, I'm there for you, okay."

"You're a good man."

"You're not the first one that's cried on him today," Mac said, trying to make her feel better.

Will pulled Mac to his side and kissed her temple. He felt her shiver and asked them both if they wanted to go sit by the fire inside. They agreed and went to the living room.

Sloan and Mac were by the fire and Will was on the couch. Percy walked in and joined Will.

"I didn't know you had a cat, Kenz."

"That is Percy."

"He's cute. Will he let me pet him?"

"You can try, he may ignore you, and he's quite aloof."

Sloan sat down and Percy went right to her and rubbed against her, which made her smile.

Mac sat next to Will and he pulled her to him.

"Who taught you to cook, Will?"

Mac felt him tense up. "My mother, a long time ago."

"You cook very well."

"Thanks. Do you want to talk about what happened? You don't have to, but it may make you feel better," he offered.

"I was dating a guy for about six weeks. He broke up with me because of what I do. He didn't want to lose his privacy."

"That's a good story, did you ask him the real reason?"

Sloan looked at him and considered what he said. "I hadn't thought about it until you said something."

"I know it doesn't feel like it right now, but you're better off. You deserve someone who appreciates you for who you are and what you do. When you're ready, tell me and I have someone I want you to meet."

"This isn't payback, is it?"

"No, not at all."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

"I should go."

"You don't have to," Mac said.

"No, I do. I need to do some thinking about what happened."

Mac and Will walked her out and said good night.

When they were back in the living room, on the couch, she asked Will, "are you staying tonight?"

"I'd like to."

She kissed him and he lay back on the couch, pulling her down on top of him, never breaking their kiss. She could feel the beginnings of an erection and reached down to caress the growing bulge. He moaned at her touch and arched into her hand, trying to increase the pressure. His hand was rubbing her ass, going further between her legs with each move.

He rolled them onto their sides with him behind her, his arm around her waist. He unbuttoned her jeans and ran the zipper down enough where he could fit his hand inside, rubbing her abdomen. She made a whimpering noise when he removed his hand. She wouldn't have to wait long. He had his hand between her legs, rubbing through her jeans. He could feel how hot she was becoming.

"You're making me wet," she whispered.

"Good," he said nibbling on her neck. His hand moved back to her abdomen and this time inside her underwear, but still not touching her directly, where she desperately wanted him to touch. He pulled his hand back again and said, "lift your hips." He pushed her jeans and underwear off so he would be able to touch her. He touched her, pressing hard against her. She arched against his hand.

"Feel good?"

"God, yes," she said, playing with her nipples.

He moved his hand to feel how wet she was for him. "You're so wet," he said removing his hand and licking his fingers. "You taste so good, Mac." His hand moved back to her center and he began stroking her, rubbing her clit and moving a couple of fingers in and out of her.

"Fuck, Billy," she moaned.

He quickened the pace of his fingers, quickly flicking her clit. She was moaning and pushing against his hand. "Make me come, please," she begged.

He pinched her nipple with one hand and stroked her rapidly with the other. She came very quickly, panting and screaming his name as she shook in his arms. He withdrew his hands and held her to him as she came down from her high.

When her breathing had evened out he asked, "are you okay?"

She turned in his arms and smiled at him. "Fabulous," she said kissing him. She slipped one hand down to how now very prominent bulge in his jeans. She unbuttoned them and when he lifted his hips she pushed his jeans and boxers down and off of him.

She took him in hand and stroked several times before he stopped her. "What," she asked.

"I need to be in you, Mac, please."

She straddled him, holding his cock and lowered herself onto him. "God, Mac." When she looked at him he had his eyes squeezed shut. "Fuck you feel good."

She began moving, slowly at first and then quicker. He opened his eyes and saw her smile at him. She leaned down and kissed him. They didn't have any room to move around. He stopped her and held her against him and then flipped them over so he was now on top. His thrusts were faster and harder than hers. She was moaning constantly and panting, he was afraid she was going to hyperventilate. He hadn't realized how close she was when she began coming around him, screaming his name. Her orgasm triggered his and when he'd finished he collapsed on top of her.

"Too heavy," he asked.

"No, you can stay."

"You feel good."

"So do you."

"Love you, Mac."

"I love you, Billy."

He stayed there for a few minutes and then turned them over, letting her rest against him. "Sleep Mackenzie. You're safe now. I'll be here when you wake up. I'll be here forever." And for the first time in months, maybe years, Mackenzie slept without fear or worry or guilt. Will watched as a small smile appeared on her face as she fell asleep.

The End