Prologue

Mac had secluded herself to one of the dark booths at Hang Chew's, leaving Will sitting at the bar. She was holding on to her drink, but only stared into the glass. She didn't feel like mingling with her team, so she had decided to sit here in solitude.

She was still thinking about this moment she had just had with Will. He had pretended to only praise the rendition of the song, but she knew that it had been more.

You Are Always On My Mind...

She had seen it in his eyes. She had seen how much he wanted her, how much he missed her, what he felt for her, but also the pain he was still feeling. And although their relationship had improved over the last months, he hadn't shown any sign that he was ready to forgive her.

If she could only help him to forget the past...

Mac sighed and finally tasted her drink.

What if...? What if the past wasn't overshadowing and… and yes, tainting everything?

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2 weeks later

Mac had had a terrible day at work and had decided that she needed a drink, but as she did not want to run into anyone from the staff right now, especially her inquisitive friend Sloan, she had gone to a different bar than their usual hangout. Now the events from earlier this evening replayed in her head.

„Fuck off, Will! You know what? Keep that up and I will be glad if you fire me at the end of the week!"

Storming out of his office she had gone straight to the control room for the usual post-show checks. She was fuming after Will had done everything he could to ignore and contradict her during the show earlier; he had gone rogue and pursued a completely different road than they had discussed before.

Yes, they had had an argument during the day's rundown meetings, and she had overruled him on how to deal with a report Don had produced on the case of Troy Davis, but that was no reason to ruin the complete show and blame her for it afterwards. Only because Will as a lawyer had another view of the legal side, it did not mean that his opinion was the only one that was valid. And even if he did not respect her point of view, he should at least acknowledge that she was one of the best EPs in the business and knew what the fuck she was doing! Tomorrow she would definitely...

„Hi there, can I maybe buy you a drink?"

Disrupted by these words Mac looked up, only to see the man she was mad at standing in front of her, irrefutably the last person she had expected here. Simply staring at him she wasn't able to utter a single word, but her face clearly showed her current mood and newly added confusion. What was he doing here?

Will smiled, although hecouldn't completely hide his nervousness. „I've been sitting over at the bar and noticed that you are also here on your own. And what is sadder than drinking alone?"

Still perplexed she finally managed to nod and scooted over a little to let him sit down next to her in the booth, taking her drink with her.

Sitting down he put his own glass on the table, but left a respectable distance between them. „Thank you. My name is Duncan." He extended his hand and waited for her to take it.

To say Mac was surprised would be a major understatement, but Will's face didn't give anything away. He still smiled affably, waiting for her response.

Finally she swallowed and hesitantly shook his hand. What kind of game was he playing?

„I'm Ma..." She paused. She didn't know what he was up to, but this didn't feel like a prank to her. Maybe she should play along and see where this was going. „Morgan. My name is Morgan."

„Nice to meet you, Morgan."

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More to come in good time - I just wanted to get this going.