"You Did This?"...

The look on her face was utterly adorable as Will stared across to the woman who had so recently come back into his life…. She looked so calm and so, so beautiful as she uttered the words Will hadn't heard for years….

"Happy Valentine's Day"…

He couldn't help himself – a smile came across his face as he walked the short distance between them and pulled her into his arms and held her tightly – he didn't care where he was and he didn't care who was watching as he held this most amazing woman in his arms – the woman that a lot of the time drove him crazy but the woman he knew he still loved so very much. There – he'd said it, maybe only to himself, but he'd finally admitted what he'd known for months – even years... He still loved her. He'd never stopped if he was completely honest – he'd just locked all those feelings away and hidden it from himself and the world for three years. Yes – she'd hurt him and yes she'd disappeared from his life without even so much as a goodbye but now - in that moment - as they stood in the middle of the Newsroom with his entire staff watching them he knew he loved her and he knew he always would – she completed him.

After a few moments he felt Mac start to pull away… she straightened up and smiled up at him with watery eyes but she still kept her arm firmly wrapped around his waist... Noticing the single tear that rolled down her face, Will gently slid his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into him as tightly as he dared – all the time trying to make it look like it was just friendship. They silently watched the last few people play out the Rudy scene – they didn't say a word – they just stood with arms wrapped around each other both completely lost in their own thoughts.

Will was still slightly in disbelief at the scene before him and the feeling of the Mac in his arms…. Had she really arranged all this – just for him? She knew it was one of his favourite movies – god - how many times had they watched it together, cuddled up on the sofa on a Sunday afternoon when they were dating? And yes - Mac was right - Will had always somehow managed to find a tear in his eye at the end. She had teased him dreadfully about it over the years but he also knew she loved that soft side of him. It was so different to the side everyone else got to see…. She was the only person who had ever witnessed the tender, soppy Will (as she had called him at the time) because in truth - she was the only person he had ever allowed to get that close. Will felt a lump in his throat just thinking back to those days – a feeling he had felt so many times over the past few years but in an instant he pushed those thoughts way back to the corners of his mind - back where they belonged... He couldn't allow himself to think like that – not anymore – not if he had any chance of keeping his heart roughly in one piece.

Even now though, as the last couple of his team made their way into his office, Will couldn't figure out how that hug had started? It had all happened so quickly and he certainly hadn't planned it. But boy, it felt good – so natural to him. His usual gruff exterior had cracked without him even realising as he listened to the round of applause and watched his staff one by one stroll into his office.

"Happy Valentine's Day" she had said simply and with those three little words she had completely melted him and undone all the hard work he'd done over the past three years repairing his shattered heart... Did she even realise what she'd done? how it had made him feel? Yes, Will thought, she probably did realise how it made him feel…. She could generally read him like a book…. God, It made him feel good again – better than good – great infact and it made him feel part of the team rather than the boss. It had all changed recently here in the Newsroom – the relationship with his team – they actually seemed to like him – to care about him and that was all down to Mac – slowly but surely she'd managed to change their minds – god knows how – but she had. Mind you, she'd changed him too over the past few weeks – just as she had before – without him even realising. What a mysterious hold she had over him... but he liked it - he liked it one hell of a lot.

As all these thoughts raced through his mind at a hundred miles an hour Will realised they were still standing there with arms firmly wrapped around each other... Why hadn't Mac moved away? He thought she would have done by now – she didn't usually show signs of affections like this at work – especially in a room full of people - but here she was with her arm around him and her head leaning lightly on his shoulder. Will took a deep breath and sighed – he couldn't figure her out... surely she felt the same as he did? If she did she hadn't been showing it at all…. But feelings like this can't be so one sided could they? Will had never been an expert on matters of the heart but surely she hadn't moved on as she'd kept telling him she had – she couldn't have done – she wouldn't be standing there with him for so long if she had...

Mac seemed to be in a trance - as much of a trance as Will felt he was in as he glanced down at her and noticed how she was chewing her lip as if her life depended on it... He knew if he didn't pull away completely from her now his resolve would crash and he'd kiss her there and then – in-front of everyone…. And, as much as he was sure she felt the same he was absolutely certain kissing her would be a massive mistake.

Slowly and reluctantly Will took another deep breath and pulled his arm from her shoulder and turned to Mac...

"Thank you for all this" he whispered as he smiled at his friend all the while longing to simply pull her back in his arms...

Mac smiled back uncertainly and hurriedly pushed a strand of hair behind her ear... She nodded a couple of times before she smiled again and walked quickly back to her office and shut the door with not even so much as a glance over her shoulder.

Suddenly Will felt empty – that emptiness he always felt when she walked away from him – the emptiness he'd felt for over three years now. He should be used to it of course – but you never get used to that kind of hollow feeling inside your chest. Will walked the few short steps back to his office smiling to colleagues and muttering words of thanks and disappeared inside the dimly lit office. He made his way over to his desk and quickly lit a cigarette... slumping back down in his chair he closed his eyes and wondered whether to run as fast as he could back to the safety of his apartment or whether to wait and see if he could get a few moments alone with Mac before she left.

"Oh fuck it" he said to himself suddenly remembering all the old hurt feelings – he knew he couldn't put himself through that heartache again – he simply wouldn't survive it a second time... He grabbed his coat and hurried out of his office towards the elevator... It's just friendship he reasoned with himself– she's just trying to be nice – that's the way she is. The elevator appeared and he jumped in and pressed the door shut before he had a moment to change his mind "Sort your head out McAvoy" he said to himself under his breath as he made his way down to the cold streets below.