TITLE: Protection. (1/?)
AUTHOR: Melissa Orr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, never will.
"Okay, we don't want this to be leaked," Leo mentioned. "I honestly don't think this is necessary," CJ said, for the tenth time. "You had a death threat," Jed said simply. "I want you to have secret service protection." "It was one e-mail," CJ moaned. "One e-mail can change your life," Jed said seriously, which made CJ laugh. "This is not a laughing matter," Leo warned. "If I don't shed some light here, I'm going to lose it," CJ said. "Mr. President, you want me to have protection, and Leo doesn't want it leaked. Now someone's going to have to give something up, because the press will notice a big, burly man following me around wearing a wire in his ear and wearing a dark suit." "We'll have him look normal. Pass him off as a family member," Jed shrugged. "That's a good idea," Leo nodded. "They won't buy it. Especially after a few weeks of him still following me." "I'm sorry," Charlie walked in. "Nancy McNally is on line one sir." "Thanks Charlie," Jed stood. "Talk some sense into her," Jed told Leo. "It won't work," CJ whispered to herself. "Why are you being difficult?" Leo snapped. "Because I don't want to be followed around. This guy got mad about what I said about his Country and wanted to blow off some steam. Nothing is going to happen." "Damn," Jed snapped. "Are you sure?" He asked into the phone. "I understand," He nodded and hung up the phone. "What's going on?" Leo asked. "There's been another threat," Jed moaned. "It was mailed in, but because it looked suspicious, they didn't deliver it." "Was it for me?" CJ asked. "It was for Toby." "Why's Toby getting threatened?" Leo asked, confused. "Apparently, the letter said that they were aware of the relationship that Toby had with CJ and if it took getting him to get to her, then they'd kill him first." "No way," CJ sat back down shocked. "Does he know?" "No," Jed shook his head. "Listen, I'm calling Ron in to tell me what I need to do. I'm not going to let people threaten my staff like this," Jed warned. "CJ, you may not like it, but expect getting a secret service agent by tomorrow, as well as the rest of the staff." "The whole staff?" Leo asked. "Just the senior staff. CJ, Toby, Josh, Sam, and you," Jed pointed to Leo. "What if CJ's right. Maybe this guy is blowing off some steam," Leo mentioned. "I'm not risking the lives of my staff. I don't want CJ or Toby to leave the White House tonight. I'll send some of my agents over to their homes to gather some clothes. Josh and Sam will find out tomorrow what's going on and we'll assign agents. But until then, no one speaks a word of this to anyone," Jed ordered. "Okay?" "Yes sir," CJ and Leo nodded. "Charlie!" Jed yelled. "I need Ron Butterfield in my office now. I also need to talk with Fitzwallace in the morning." "Yes sir," Charlie nodded and began walking out. "Also, get me Toby." "Yes sir." TOBY'S OFFICE "Well?" Sam asked, pacing around nervously. "How is it?" "Hold on," Toby hushed him, reading the rest of the paper. "I think you just got out of your funk," Toby nodded and wrote an 'A' on the top of the paper. "Thanks," Sam smiled proudly. "Toby, the President would like to see you," Charlie said, walking in. "Yeah," Toby nodded. "Listen, the reason it's not an 'A+' is because you need to spell check," Toby patted Sam on the back and walked out. "Now you're just mocking me," Sam moaned. "Yes," Toby yelled back as he walked down the hall. OVAL OFFICE "Ron will be here in an hour," Jed told Leo and CJ as they walked back in. "Where's Toby?" CJ asked. "He's coming," Jed nodded and sat down. "How serious do you think these threats are?" "Could be nothing. But seeing what this guy has done in the past makes me worry," Leo shrugged. "Thanks," CJ moaned, sarcastically. "Mr. President," Toby wandered in. He was in an unusually good mood. "You want me to wait outside," Toby asked after noticing Leo and CJ. "No, have a seat," Jed offered. "Thank you," Toby nodded and sat. "Toby, what I'm about to tell you is something that no one else in the White House knows but the three of us," Jed motioned over to Leo and CJ. "About three hours ago, CJ received a few e-mails commenting on the language she used about the way Saudi Arabia treats their women." "I saw the briefing," Toby nodded. "Well, needless to say, it made a few people a little irate and wanted to voice their opinions." "That happens all the time," Toby shrugged. "Yes. But one of the e-mails was a bit different then all the others. The United States has been having problems with a guy by the name of Omar Batten. He runs a very successful assassination camp near Pakistan. He takes young children and teaches them how to be assassins. As of now, we are aware of ten Americans that have been killed during one of his exercises. We've been trying to capture him for the past ten years, that's when he started targeting American citizens." "Yeah, I heard about him," Toby looked over and saw a scared look on CJ's face. "What's going on?" "We're almost certain he e-mailed CJ today about the remarks she made against Saudi Arabia." "He threatened her life?" Toby asked, still not believing everything he was being told. "Yes," Leo nodded. "Are you okay?" He asked CJ, who had been quiet the whole time. "Yeah," CJ nodded, nervously. "We were going to keep this quiet for risk of a leak. But I just got a call from Nancy who received a letter that was sent to you," Jed mentioned. "Why does she have a letter that was sent to me?" Toby asked. "When it was delivered here. It looked suspicious and they sent it over to the security office and they looked at it. It didn't have a forwarding address, just your name." "Yeah?" "We think it was from Omar Batten. He apparently knows about the relationship you have with CJ, you two being friends for nearly twenty years." "What did it say?" Toby asked, fuming. "That's not important," Jed shook his head. "What did it say?" Toby asked again. "It mentioned that if for some reason, they can get to CJ, then they'll go through you to get to her. He also mentioned your remarks on India last year." "I don't understand," Toby sat back in disbelief. "For some reason. He's been keeping up with this administration. And the two people he's keeping his eye on closely are you and CJ," Jed mentioned. "Mr. President. Ron Butterfield is here," Charlie poked his head in. "Send him in," Jed stood. "I want you and CJ to stay here tonight. I'll have some of my agents go over to your homes to grab some clothing and whatever supplies you need. Just let them know," Jed offered. "Senior Staff will have protection starting in the morning. Josh and Sam included." "Mr. President, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to rearrange my life around some fluke. This guy is probably living in Pakistan or India, or wherever," Toby snapped. "Toby, he has Americans as followers. I'm not going to lose my staff," Jed warned. "You and CJ go back to your offices and wait for someone to come by. I'll finish things over here." "Mr. President." Toby started to yell again, but felt CJ's hand grab his arm. "Come on," CJ whispered. "Yeah," Toby finally agreed and allowed CJ to pull him back to her office.
TBC
AUTHOR: Melissa Orr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, never will.
"Okay, we don't want this to be leaked," Leo mentioned. "I honestly don't think this is necessary," CJ said, for the tenth time. "You had a death threat," Jed said simply. "I want you to have secret service protection." "It was one e-mail," CJ moaned. "One e-mail can change your life," Jed said seriously, which made CJ laugh. "This is not a laughing matter," Leo warned. "If I don't shed some light here, I'm going to lose it," CJ said. "Mr. President, you want me to have protection, and Leo doesn't want it leaked. Now someone's going to have to give something up, because the press will notice a big, burly man following me around wearing a wire in his ear and wearing a dark suit." "We'll have him look normal. Pass him off as a family member," Jed shrugged. "That's a good idea," Leo nodded. "They won't buy it. Especially after a few weeks of him still following me." "I'm sorry," Charlie walked in. "Nancy McNally is on line one sir." "Thanks Charlie," Jed stood. "Talk some sense into her," Jed told Leo. "It won't work," CJ whispered to herself. "Why are you being difficult?" Leo snapped. "Because I don't want to be followed around. This guy got mad about what I said about his Country and wanted to blow off some steam. Nothing is going to happen." "Damn," Jed snapped. "Are you sure?" He asked into the phone. "I understand," He nodded and hung up the phone. "What's going on?" Leo asked. "There's been another threat," Jed moaned. "It was mailed in, but because it looked suspicious, they didn't deliver it." "Was it for me?" CJ asked. "It was for Toby." "Why's Toby getting threatened?" Leo asked, confused. "Apparently, the letter said that they were aware of the relationship that Toby had with CJ and if it took getting him to get to her, then they'd kill him first." "No way," CJ sat back down shocked. "Does he know?" "No," Jed shook his head. "Listen, I'm calling Ron in to tell me what I need to do. I'm not going to let people threaten my staff like this," Jed warned. "CJ, you may not like it, but expect getting a secret service agent by tomorrow, as well as the rest of the staff." "The whole staff?" Leo asked. "Just the senior staff. CJ, Toby, Josh, Sam, and you," Jed pointed to Leo. "What if CJ's right. Maybe this guy is blowing off some steam," Leo mentioned. "I'm not risking the lives of my staff. I don't want CJ or Toby to leave the White House tonight. I'll send some of my agents over to their homes to gather some clothes. Josh and Sam will find out tomorrow what's going on and we'll assign agents. But until then, no one speaks a word of this to anyone," Jed ordered. "Okay?" "Yes sir," CJ and Leo nodded. "Charlie!" Jed yelled. "I need Ron Butterfield in my office now. I also need to talk with Fitzwallace in the morning." "Yes sir," Charlie nodded and began walking out. "Also, get me Toby." "Yes sir." TOBY'S OFFICE "Well?" Sam asked, pacing around nervously. "How is it?" "Hold on," Toby hushed him, reading the rest of the paper. "I think you just got out of your funk," Toby nodded and wrote an 'A' on the top of the paper. "Thanks," Sam smiled proudly. "Toby, the President would like to see you," Charlie said, walking in. "Yeah," Toby nodded. "Listen, the reason it's not an 'A+' is because you need to spell check," Toby patted Sam on the back and walked out. "Now you're just mocking me," Sam moaned. "Yes," Toby yelled back as he walked down the hall. OVAL OFFICE "Ron will be here in an hour," Jed told Leo and CJ as they walked back in. "Where's Toby?" CJ asked. "He's coming," Jed nodded and sat down. "How serious do you think these threats are?" "Could be nothing. But seeing what this guy has done in the past makes me worry," Leo shrugged. "Thanks," CJ moaned, sarcastically. "Mr. President," Toby wandered in. He was in an unusually good mood. "You want me to wait outside," Toby asked after noticing Leo and CJ. "No, have a seat," Jed offered. "Thank you," Toby nodded and sat. "Toby, what I'm about to tell you is something that no one else in the White House knows but the three of us," Jed motioned over to Leo and CJ. "About three hours ago, CJ received a few e-mails commenting on the language she used about the way Saudi Arabia treats their women." "I saw the briefing," Toby nodded. "Well, needless to say, it made a few people a little irate and wanted to voice their opinions." "That happens all the time," Toby shrugged. "Yes. But one of the e-mails was a bit different then all the others. The United States has been having problems with a guy by the name of Omar Batten. He runs a very successful assassination camp near Pakistan. He takes young children and teaches them how to be assassins. As of now, we are aware of ten Americans that have been killed during one of his exercises. We've been trying to capture him for the past ten years, that's when he started targeting American citizens." "Yeah, I heard about him," Toby looked over and saw a scared look on CJ's face. "What's going on?" "We're almost certain he e-mailed CJ today about the remarks she made against Saudi Arabia." "He threatened her life?" Toby asked, still not believing everything he was being told. "Yes," Leo nodded. "Are you okay?" He asked CJ, who had been quiet the whole time. "Yeah," CJ nodded, nervously. "We were going to keep this quiet for risk of a leak. But I just got a call from Nancy who received a letter that was sent to you," Jed mentioned. "Why does she have a letter that was sent to me?" Toby asked. "When it was delivered here. It looked suspicious and they sent it over to the security office and they looked at it. It didn't have a forwarding address, just your name." "Yeah?" "We think it was from Omar Batten. He apparently knows about the relationship you have with CJ, you two being friends for nearly twenty years." "What did it say?" Toby asked, fuming. "That's not important," Jed shook his head. "What did it say?" Toby asked again. "It mentioned that if for some reason, they can get to CJ, then they'll go through you to get to her. He also mentioned your remarks on India last year." "I don't understand," Toby sat back in disbelief. "For some reason. He's been keeping up with this administration. And the two people he's keeping his eye on closely are you and CJ," Jed mentioned. "Mr. President. Ron Butterfield is here," Charlie poked his head in. "Send him in," Jed stood. "I want you and CJ to stay here tonight. I'll have some of my agents go over to your homes to grab some clothing and whatever supplies you need. Just let them know," Jed offered. "Senior Staff will have protection starting in the morning. Josh and Sam included." "Mr. President, I'm sorry, but I'm not going to rearrange my life around some fluke. This guy is probably living in Pakistan or India, or wherever," Toby snapped. "Toby, he has Americans as followers. I'm not going to lose my staff," Jed warned. "You and CJ go back to your offices and wait for someone to come by. I'll finish things over here." "Mr. President." Toby started to yell again, but felt CJ's hand grab his arm. "Come on," CJ whispered. "Yeah," Toby finally agreed and allowed CJ to pull him back to her office.
TBC