Title: Two tiny miracles

Author: Loz

E-Mail: loz06@yahoo.com

Rating: PG 13, however this contains descriptions of female reproductive organs and procedures involving pregnancy, if you think it's not for you, you might like to consider skipping this one.

Category: Leo/Margaret

Series: The sequel to Two in twenty million I swore I'd never write…46,000 words later it's here.

Spoilers: Simon's in this but no real reference to S3.

Archive (if applicable): The National Library http://westwingstories.com/library. BTW on that would anyone else consider sending/authorizing their stuff to go there cause I just about monopolize the Leo/Margaret section. It'll find its way to FF.net as well.

Feedback: The good, the bad and the very ugly it's all appreciated.

Summary: Summarize 46,000 words you've got to be kidding.

Disclaimers: To Aaron I say 'bite me.' Nah just cause I'm jealous and you know he owns them and all.

Author's Notes: This has been five months, countless late nights and occasionally frustration in the writing and there's an inch and a half thick of printed research on my desk from this story but again I hold a degree in education, not medicine. Further where my information ran out I've used my common sense, fortunately there's not to many places. I've tried to make this as accurate as possible, but women have babies everyday so I apologize for inaccuracies that might occur, incidentally I now know more than a woman, who's said she'll never have kids, could ever want to know. Repeating myself in the sequel I really hope this doesn't end up like an ER fic for you, I've tried to explain the medical procedures and put most things in plain English.

Thank you to my laptop for not reminding me who's in charge and dying half-way through a save thus deleting my recent work and those people who read in parts and nit picked the mistakes, you know who you are and it's all greatly appreciated.

Finally for the purposes of having happen to CJ what I wanted to have happen to her and the people around her, I've had to change her blood type from AB to A. Hopefully that will be the only inconsistency to the last story.

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The warm shower water is a blessing, tapping at the top of her head like a tiny massage and gently meandering its way through her red hair and down the contours of her face after a long day.

The strangeness of the day is lost as she concentrates only on the feeling of the water and her breathing. She pushes aside the pain that has been her companion today, a pleasant change is the lack of nausea and tender breasts she usually has to cope with on a daily basis, however the distinct feeling of no longer being pregnant is worrying.

The gentle swaying of her body brings her back from her trance like state, her head light, the nausea that is her companion daily makes its return before elevating into even stronger pain. When she gets her hair and water out of her eyes the red clots circling the drain are revealed to her.

The pain has her bending over, leaning for support against the cold tiled wall, the warm water is no longer a comfort as her cries of pain and anguish bounce off the walls and beyond while she watches the loss of another pregnancy, blood clots and her barely formed fetus disappearing down the drain.

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It's become her bodies' natural timer to wake before the alarm clock since she started at the White House. In this few minutes before the alarm announces the start of their day, Margaret watches Leo in his typical light sleep, his face buried in the pillow. When he groans to let her know he's woken up Margaret hits the snooze button cutting off the classical music station he prefers before an errant hand of his starts slapping her in the face in its hunt for the snooze button.

"Morning." He smiles turning over to look at her, Margaret poised and ready with the thermometer.

"Morning." She smiles kissing him briefly before sliding the thermometer under his tongue.

"Do we have to do this?" His statement garbled as the thermometer wiggles under his tongue.

"I want you to stay healthy." She scolds playfully, rescuing the thermometer and taking a reading of one hundred.

"So am I Ok?" He asks rubbing his eyes.

"You're good." Margaret informs him as he rolls out of bed and heads to the shower. She watches his form by the scant morning light as he adjusts the water to a comfortable temperature before taking off his clothes and stepping under the warm water.

Intrigued Margaret steps into the bathroom inspecting his silhouette behind the frosted glass before taking off her silk pajamas and opening the shower door. She steps closer to the water as Leo rinses the last of the shampoo from his hair.

"Hey." He says reaching an arm around her waist and pulling her under the water.

"You've put on weight." She says before throwing back her head letting the water soak into her hair.

"I have." His grip loosens a little, confusion and trepidation in his voice. "It's probably the corticosteriods, they're supposed to stimulate my appetite."

"Or the lack of exercise since you've gone back to work, or the improvement in your taste and smell." Margaret teases wrapping herself around him that Leo doesn't respond to.

"Hey." She says in reply to the hesitation. "I love you in any package you come in."

"I know," Leo smiles reaching up to kiss her.

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"Leo." Margaret says quietly after shutting the door behind her. "Simon Donovan is here." He looks up briefly from what he's doing and quickly to his watch that reads five past six. It's early for anyone to be stopping by unannounced.

"Sure." He accepts leaving what he's reading momentarily as Margaret opens the door for the handsome Secret Service Agent. "Hey Simon." He greets as Margaret closes the door, it doesn't go unnoticed by both how tired and fatigued he looks.

"Good morning Mr. McGarry." He greets standing stiffly on the other side of Leo's desk.

"Leo, please. You on your way to work?" Leo asks.

"I've just come from there." Simon begins. "I came by to tell you CJ had another miscarriage last night, she won't be coming to work today."

The door opens to Margaret's office immediately, her face a mixture of shock and sadness.

"I'm very sorry," Leo beings waiting a beat before concluding. "I didn't realize she was pregnant again."

"We didn't tell anyone this time, last time we told people early and they got excited and then CJ miscarried..." His voice fades and Margaret's head drops.

"Is CJ all right?" Leo asks hesitantly.

There's no reply that Simon can muster, his head just shaking sadly and Margaret swears she can see tears welling. In the twelve months since Leo's transplant the four have become strung together, CJ to Margaret with her concern for Leo during the transplant, Leo joined the equation when he started seeing Margaret and Simon when he was forced onto CJ in a professional scenario and then quiet willingly accepted by CJ in a social one soon after that.

"Simon, do you want to talk about it?" Margaret asks quietly.

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