Title: Home
Author: Novi T. Foxtrot - N123TF
Fandom: The West Wing
Parings: CJ/Simon
Set: implied season 6/7, but AU…
Disclaimer: Character rights belong to Warner Bros. Entertainment, Inc. and John Wells Productions.
CHAPTER 1
The metal door squeaked open causing Simon to glance up. "Mr. Donovan?" A man called. Simon nodded his head, standing up from the folding metal chair he had been sitting in. The man stepped out towards him, the door banged shut behind him. "I'm John Henderson. We spoke on the phone last week. I'm glad you could make it."
"As I said it's no problem." Simon said shaking the man's outstretched hand.
"Well the others are inside. This shouldn't take too long." He said pulling open the door and leading the way inside.
After the formalities were taken care of, Mr. Henderson addressed Simon. "As I told you on the phone Mr. Donovan these matters are mandatory, this hearing was set during the original sentencing. Please state your name and connection to this case for the record."
"My name is Simon Donovan. I was Special Agent in charge of CJ Cregg's Secret Service detail four and a half years ago." Simon stated, the sound of his voice echoed off the concrete block walls. "I am currently the Deputy Special Agent in Charge for the Bartlet Presidential Detail."
"Mr. Donovan," said the gentleman who had spoken earlier, "this is the initial parole hearing for Jeffrey Davis. I called you, last week, in an effort to better understand an item that appears in his prison record. Can you explain the events that led to the prisoner being placed in solitary confinement two years ago?"
"Yes, I can." Simon stated.
Simon looked down at the case file that sat on the worn wood table before him in the sparsely furnished room. "As you know in May of 2002 Ms. Cregg began receiving death threats, it became apparent that the same person was stalking and photographing Ms. Cregg. I was assigned at the request of the President and Ron Butterfield, the head of the Presidential detail, to lead a protection team for Ms. Cregg. The Secret Service investigated and identified Mr. Davis as the perpetrator. He was later found guilty and sentenced to a prison sentence of five and a half years. At the time of sentencing a permanent restraining order was placed on her behalf.
"In July of 2003, after Ms. Cregg had been prominently in the press, Mr. Davis began contacting her again in electronic format. At that time the prison warden, Mr. Garcia, was contacted and Mr. Davis' computer privileges were revoked, as I believe they are still."
The sole woman on the three judge panel spoke up, "but that doesn't explain his time in solitary."
Simon had the urge to roll his eyes at her, he however knew it was much wiser to restrain the urge "if you'd let me continue."
"Go ahead Agent Donovan," the third individual said.
"Over the next few months, the Secret Service began intercepting letters, to date he has sent forty-seven letters over the last three years. In the beginning we were able to identify the paper as coming from the prison, and a handwriting analyst confirmed Mr. Davis as the writer, again we spoke to the warden and Mr. Meyer was this time sent to solitary confinement. There were hopes that this would stop the contact, but Mr. Davis we believe is using another inmate to send the letters out of the prison, before using yet another individual to resend the letters from another location to Ms. Cregg."
The woman shook her head sadly, "While the Secret Service continues to monitor his contact with Ms. Cregg, his threat level remains low as he is incarcerated. I have brought for you relevant portions of his case file which outline in more detail what I described, as well as copies of several of his letters." Simon stood up and walked around the table placing the manila folder in the outstretched hand, before returning to his seat. The three people began going through the documents, skimming each page quickly before handing it to the next person. After a moment the woman spoke up, "In your opinion Mr. Donovan, if the prisoner were to be released how likely do you believe it to be that Mr. Davis would re-offend and violate his parole?"
Simon didn't hesitate, "Mr. Davis' letters over the last three years have become less and less threatening; however I believe, as is the consensus at the Secret Service that a parole violation would be inevitable."
"Thank you Agent Donovan." John Henderson said to him, indicating that they were finished. Simon nodded his head as the recorder was turned off. Standing up John told Simon he would walk him out.
"As I said when we talked last week, no one is going to recommend that Mr. Davis be released. You're not going to have to worry about him for a couple more years."
Simon smiled. "Load off my back,"
They had reached the car. Noticing the child seat in the back John asked "You have kids? I have three: a daughter, seven and, sons, eleven and twelve."
Simon smiled. "A daughter Emma; she's three. Three and a quarter, she would want me to say." He pulled a picture out of his wallet, the sun catching the silver of his badge.
"I just figured that a man in your work," John left the thought incomplete. "She's adorable," he said looking at the picture.
"Thank you. Well she wasn't really planned. But the best things never are. Are they?" Simon said fingering the picture that John had handed back to him.
"No they aren't." John said.
"It was nice to meet you, John. I'll keep you updated if anything comes up on the case."
"I appreciate it. Thanks for coming down this morning."
Simon reached for the car door, the handle already hot to the touch; the August day was going to be a scorcher.
"Simon?" John called. "I just had one more question, clarification actually."
Simon stopped short of leaning down to climb into the car. Instead he turned, resting his arm on the top of the now opened car door. Behind him, the heat that had accumulated in the car disseminated causing the air to blister in the heat.
"I noticed in the case files that you brought, you are no longer the lead agent on the case, yet you seem au fait on the current details."
"When the case was reopened it fell outside the duties of my job, but the job has allowed me to keep an eye on it." That was the simple answer, but he might as well tell the truth. The fact that this man was even asking made Simon doubt if this man ever read the newspaper, let alone Page Six. "Even if I had wanted to remain on the case, I wouldn't have been able to; Mr. Davis began contacting CJ Cregg when our daughter Emma was born."
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