Chapter 5
A/N: When I stated above that it is Mac's second term, I meant that in this story it is her first full term as president. In the series she had taken the office two years into Teddy Bridges term.
Also, for the followers of ER Abby is not pregnant however her and Luka are together.
White House, Washington DC.
Late Afternoon, Amy's Room
A week had passed and Amy sat at her desk trying to concentrate on the American History paper that she had due with in a week. The class wasn't her favorite and she had trouble focusing on what she could start the paper with. It was hard enough being the first female president's daughter, let alone she had to write a paper about what she thought of the president and how the American people view Mackenzie Allen. Amy thought to her self that it would be a little hard to write a paper on how she felt about her mother. She of course being her daughter loved her. However, writing a paper on how she thought her mother ran America would be a little hard. And at 14 years of age, how did she know how she felt about American politics. She wasn't even old enough to vote and in four years who knew if her mother would run again.
She stared at the computer screen, trying to focus on her homework. It wasn't really working. Her mind kept wondering about what to do this paper on. A soft knock came at her door and she answered it. It was her dad.
"Hi, honey," Rod said to his daughter. He came over and sat on his daughter's bed and they began to talk.
"Hey, Dad," Amy replied.
"Rough day," Rod asked.
"Yeah…, that's the least of it," she said to her father.
"I know the feeling, honey," he said. He looked over to her computer screen and notice that she had began to type a paper on her the American political system. As far as Amy had gotten was her name and the date and the first sentence which stated, what I think about the American Political system is. He notice that the cursor stood there as it flashed.
"That's a great paper you got started there," Rod said.
"I know," she said to her father, "I don't know what to write,"
"Just start writing," he said.
"What happens if the press gets a hold of it," Amy said
"Well, don't worry about that. I'm sure that Kelly would help sort that out when or if something comes up. Does your mother know that you're writing a paper about her?" Rod said.
"I don't think that it would be a good idea to tell her about it," Amy replied.
"That's good," he said to his daughter, "Well, dinner is ready when you want to come down,"
"Is mom going to be there," Amy asked.
"She might be a little late but she is going to be there," Rod answered.
Rod got off the bed and walked over to his daughter and gave her a quick kiss on the head and headed out of the room. Amy turned off her computer and walked out her room.
County General Hospital
Chicago
Becca walked out of the bathroom as Claire followed her. She walked up toward the admit desk to see that Abby and Neela were there waiting for their students to explain what had just happened. Ray stood at the admit desk looking curiously at Becca and her friend. He began to notice some of the similarities between her and the president.
"Are you really her daughter?" Ray asked.
"Of course she is," Claire said defending her friend.
"So, do any of you have a problem with this," Becca asked the group as they stood there holding the charts trying to look busy.
"Were to busy around her to worry about little things like that," Abby said, "And as for me, I don't really follow politics that much,"
"I'm from England, so it doesn't really matter to me," Neela added.
"I think it's kind of cool," Jerry said from behind a computer desk.
"Jerry," Abby said.
"Well, it is," Jerry said.
"As long as it doesn't affect your quality of work as a med student than I am fine with it," Luka said as he walked up to the admit desk and handed Sam a chart.
"Well, then lets get back to work," Abby said trying to break some of the tension in the room. Neela and Claire walked off in the other direction as Luka handed them a bunch of charts. Abby grabbed her student as they walked into the lounge. She began to question her student about what had happened. They stood in the doctor's lounge as Becca began to take out a hairbrush and run it through her hair.
"So," Abby began.
"What?" Becca asked.
"Why isn't there a bunch a secret service agents lurking around this place?" Abby asked.
"Oh, that," Becca said.
"Well, yeah, I would expect if you were her daughter there would be loads of people and press lurking around here and there isn't," she said.
"Well, I decided to move away from DC and start a new life," Becca stated, "I wasn't the best student in high school but however I did maintain good grades,"
"Obviously," Abby said.
"So, I heard about the hospital out here and I attended school out here so I could get away from the limelight," Becca told her.
"So, you don't like being her daughter?" Abby asked.
"If your asking if I like her politics, it's a no, but if your asking if I like being her daughter, then yes, of course, she's my mother," Becca explained.
"Okay, then," Abby said, "As long as it doesn't affect your work load then it's cool with me,"
"Sounds good," Becca said as she headed out of the lounge and toward the admit desk where Ray and Jerry stood talking.
"Hey," Becca said greeting the two.
"So, what's it like?" Ray began to ask.
"What's it like, what?" Becca asked confused.
"Being her daughter," Jerry said finishing Ray's sentence.
"As much as I would love to stay and talk about my mother we should get back to work," Becca told them.
"Okay then," Ray said.