MacKenzie McHale [The Newsroom]

MacKenzie is a little used to island weirdness at this point but when she wakes up and feels soft, soft sheets and the rumble of central heating, she knows something's gone awry again. She carefully cracks open one eye and sees the interior of her midtown apartment. There's a warmth by her side and she peeks, relived that it's Jackson curled in bed next to her. Good. She's just been sent home for a little while and not permanently or, at least, not without Jackson.

"Jackson? Wake up. We're in New York again."

She's really not sure how this works but she's not inclined to question it too closely.

Mac has been a little less kinky since Jim has shown up and once she's reasonably sure she can get him out of the house for a few hours, she decides it's time for she and Jackson to do something a little...more than usual. She'd whispered her desire to use the camera again while he was still in the clinic working and while Mac thinks that's possibly a little cruel of her, she doesn't care. She knows how much he likes it.

So now she's eagerly waiting whatever he has in store for her.

It's been a strange few days. Mac woke up to the island gone completely mad, with people changing ages and sexes and her own boyfriend had been a girlfriend and there was some strange fluidity in her sexual orientation that was more than a little unsettling.

Still, it's worked out so far and while she misses being with Jackson as she knows him, she isn't exactly going to break up with him (her?) over the lack of a penis. She'll just have to get used to life without it, if the island doesn't revert back to normal.

Right now, she's settled in bed with a book on current foreign policy; it's a new one by Vali Nasr that isn't even published yet when she's from and it's fascinating. She's making notes all in the margins and pities the poor soul who wants to read it afterward.

Then again, there are few on the island as passionate and nerdy about Middle Eastern diplomacy than she is.