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“Billy?” Mac called, putting a hand on his bare chest and shaking him a little. Will groaned but didn’t move. “Wake up!” she hissed through a whisper, trying to get his attention.
“What?” he said, turning to face her, putting an arm over her.
“I think someone’s in the apartment,” she told him and he quickly snapped to attention. His blond hair was askew as he sat up, sweeping his legs to the side of the bed. Mackenzie went silent and Will tried to listen, hearing the faint play of the lock of their door.
“Stay here,” he commanded and she sat up, pulling the blanket to her shoulders. Will slipped on some shorts and grabbed the baseball bat in the corner of the room. He gripped the handle as he left the bedroom.
In the meantime, Mackenzie shifted off the bed and pulled a t-shirt over her quickly and a pair of pajama bottoms and snuck up behind him. She remained a few feet back so he didn’t notice her.
The front door swept open and immediately Will flipped on a nearby light, illuminating the room and causing him to squint. Mackenzie peered forward.
“Shit,” the familiar voice mumbled, lifting a hand to shield her eyes. She looked at Will that wielded the bat in the air as if ready to use it and immediately she squeaked and backed up.
“Sloan?” he called, dropping his hand with the bat.
She looked at him bleary eyed and he noticed she had been crying. Mackenzie came up behind him.
“What are you doing here?” she asked her friend, stepping in front of Will.
“I was trying to be… be quiet so I didn’t wake you,” she said, shutting their door behind her and locking it. She waved the key up that Mac had given her. Will have his fiancée a look of questioning and she shrugged it off, putting a hand on his side to explain later.
Sloan leaned back against the door and rubbed her eyes. Mackenzie approached and noticed the smell of alcohol on her and was a little surprised it was that strong.
“What’s wrong?” she asked. She turned a little and waved Will off who obediently walked back into the bedroom more confused than he had been when he woke.
When he was gone, Mackenzie put an arm around her and led her to the couch.
“I think Don is cheating on me,” she admitted and Mackenzie gawked, sitting down next to her.