Title: 22 Years
Author: JeeSun
Category: CJ/Toby
Summary: 22 years of friendship, love, marriage, grief and death.
Spoilers: Debate Camp, other ones in other parts.
Feedback: Yes, please. At Jee__Sun@hotmail.com (double underscore)
Archive: Sure, just let me know.
A/N: Sorry, this isn't beta-read. Another note at the end of the last part.
Disclaimer: Not mine
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The White House, Mars 2003 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
CJ grabbed the cup of coffee Carol handed her and entered her office. She began sorting through her papers on her desk.
"Hey."
She quickly turned around and took a deep calming breath when she saw Toby on the couch. "Jesus, Toby. What are you trying to do? Scare the crap out of me or what?"
Unconsciously she moved her hand to her heart and let it stay there.
"Sorry," he said quietly.
CJ turned around and began looking through her papers again expecting Toby to talk to her while she did. Instead, she heard a click. When she turned around she noticed that Toby had closed the door and he looked nervous.
"Toby?" She walked closer to him.
"Um, they have." He rubbed his forehead and looked at the floor. "CJ, they've found pictures."
CJ took a step back, letting it all sink in. When she hadn't said anything for a minute Toby looked worriedly at her.
"CJ? Are you okay?" He gently put his hand on her arm.
"Yeah, I just." She walked over to the couch and sat down.
Toby silently sat down next to her. He waited for her to say the first words. When he had gotten the call he had reacted the same way CJ was now.
There was a soft knock on the door. "Time for your briefing, boss." Carol said without going into the office.
CJ looked at the door and then at Toby, telling him everything with her eyes. Toby nodded and walked out to Carol.
"Hey," he said.
She looked up and smiled. "Hey, Toby. What can I do for you?"
"Can you please have Henry do the briefing? CJ's not feeling alright."
Carol looked worried because her boss was almost never sick. "What's the matter?"
Toby rolled on his heels while he was trying to think of a good answer. He didn't want to say too much.
"It's just. If someone asks, say she didn't feel well."
"Toby."
"And if they ask anything more," Toby interrupted, "tell them the White House doesn't comment on the staff's personal lives."
Carol nodded and rose. "Okay," she said before grabbing her files and leaving.
Toby took a deep breath and returned to CJ's office. When he closed the door behind him he noticed that she was sitting in the exact same position as she had when he went out to talk to Carol.
"CJ, we knew this day was coming." He gently brushed his fingers against her hand and she turned to look at him.
"Yeah, I know," she said quietly. "It's just. We've been in the White House for more than four years now. I just, I thought."
"I know," he said softly.
"We're going to get fired," she whispered. "Leo will be furious, the President will be disappointed and Josh and Sam won't understand why we didn't trust them enough to tell them."
"Calm down, CJ. We haven't done anything wrong."
He brushed his fingers against her cheek and she turned to look at him.
"I just. I'd wish they'd never found out," she whispered. "It hurts too much to."
She closed her eyes for a short moment to calm down. The she realized something.
"Toby, what's Andy going to say? She'll kill us."
"CJ, don't worry about her. Just, don't worry. I'll take care of this."
He took her hand in his, moving it to his lips. He gently kissed her on the knuckles and she smiled slightly.
"Okay," she whispered.
TBC.
Author: JeeSun
Category: CJ/Toby
Summary: 22 years of friendship, love, marriage, grief and death.
Spoilers: Debate Camp, other ones in other parts.
Feedback: Yes, please. At Jee__Sun@hotmail.com (double underscore)
Archive: Sure, just let me know.
A/N: Sorry, this isn't beta-read. Another note at the end of the last part.
Disclaimer: Not mine
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The White House, Mars 2003 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
CJ grabbed the cup of coffee Carol handed her and entered her office. She began sorting through her papers on her desk.
"Hey."
She quickly turned around and took a deep calming breath when she saw Toby on the couch. "Jesus, Toby. What are you trying to do? Scare the crap out of me or what?"
Unconsciously she moved her hand to her heart and let it stay there.
"Sorry," he said quietly.
CJ turned around and began looking through her papers again expecting Toby to talk to her while she did. Instead, she heard a click. When she turned around she noticed that Toby had closed the door and he looked nervous.
"Toby?" She walked closer to him.
"Um, they have." He rubbed his forehead and looked at the floor. "CJ, they've found pictures."
CJ took a step back, letting it all sink in. When she hadn't said anything for a minute Toby looked worriedly at her.
"CJ? Are you okay?" He gently put his hand on her arm.
"Yeah, I just." She walked over to the couch and sat down.
Toby silently sat down next to her. He waited for her to say the first words. When he had gotten the call he had reacted the same way CJ was now.
There was a soft knock on the door. "Time for your briefing, boss." Carol said without going into the office.
CJ looked at the door and then at Toby, telling him everything with her eyes. Toby nodded and walked out to Carol.
"Hey," he said.
She looked up and smiled. "Hey, Toby. What can I do for you?"
"Can you please have Henry do the briefing? CJ's not feeling alright."
Carol looked worried because her boss was almost never sick. "What's the matter?"
Toby rolled on his heels while he was trying to think of a good answer. He didn't want to say too much.
"It's just. If someone asks, say she didn't feel well."
"Toby."
"And if they ask anything more," Toby interrupted, "tell them the White House doesn't comment on the staff's personal lives."
Carol nodded and rose. "Okay," she said before grabbing her files and leaving.
Toby took a deep breath and returned to CJ's office. When he closed the door behind him he noticed that she was sitting in the exact same position as she had when he went out to talk to Carol.
"CJ, we knew this day was coming." He gently brushed his fingers against her hand and she turned to look at him.
"Yeah, I know," she said quietly. "It's just. We've been in the White House for more than four years now. I just, I thought."
"I know," he said softly.
"We're going to get fired," she whispered. "Leo will be furious, the President will be disappointed and Josh and Sam won't understand why we didn't trust them enough to tell them."
"Calm down, CJ. We haven't done anything wrong."
He brushed his fingers against her cheek and she turned to look at him.
"I just. I'd wish they'd never found out," she whispered. "It hurts too much to."
She closed her eyes for a short moment to calm down. The she realized something.
"Toby, what's Andy going to say? She'll kill us."
"CJ, don't worry about her. Just, don't worry. I'll take care of this."
He took her hand in his, moving it to his lips. He gently kissed her on the knuckles and she smiled slightly.
"Okay," she whispered.
TBC.