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Rating: Teen

Pairing: Sam/Josh

Feedback: Please let me know what you think.

A/N: Okay, so it's been a while since I wrote any WW fic but I'm slightly tipsy right now and I got this idea in my head so I thought 'why not?'. Please be kind with your comments, my writing talent seems to be a.w.o.l but I'm doing the best I can! x

"I'm going home,"

Jenny looked up from the contract she was reading to find Sam standing in the doorway.

"Okay, baby. I have a mountain of paperwork to get through but I should be…"

"No, you don't understand," Sam interrupted, not moving from the doorway but maintaining eye contact with her, "I'm going home. To DC,"

Jenny's brow furrowed in confusion as Sam continued.

"Josh came to see me today. Offered me a job in the White House. Deputy Chief of Staff,"

"But you have a job here," Jenny stated.

"It's not the same thing, Jenny. I'm needed. I'm needed to serve my country the best way I know how,"

"You've already served your country," Jenny reminded him as she stood and walked around her desk. "Now it's time for you to get on with your life. You have a job that gives you all the security you need. You're….we're getting married, for Christ's sake,"

"I'd be Leo to his Bartlet," Sam told her, trying to explain the significance of Josh's proposal.

"Who the hell is Leo?" Jenny asked, gesturing wildly with her hands as her voice grew louder.

"Leo McGarry," Sam looked at her, dumbfounded. "President Bartlet's Chief of Staff for most of his Presidency. His best friend. Everyone's mentor. How can you not know who he is? I've talked about him often enough,"

"That's you're old life. You have a new one now, baby," Jenny said, reaching out to take his hand but Sam snatched his hand out of her reach.

"Don't call me that. God, I hate it when you call me that," he ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "And I know that it's going back to my old life but you know something Jenny? Ever since that first day I started campaigning for the 47th I've wished I could be back in the White House, with my friends, doing a job that I love. I was too embarrassed to go back after I lost but Josh coming out here made me realize that I've got that second chance. I want to take it."

"And what about me?" Jenny asked quietly.

"If you really cared about me you would have asked 'what about us'," Sam replied softly. "This isn't working, Jenny. It hasn't been for a long time. The engagement just seemed like the logical step for both of us but it hasn't changed things for the better. It's for the best that I go now before we get married rather than divorcing when it didn't work out. Because it wouldn't work out. I know that and I think you know that,"

Jenny nodded softly and looked down at the diamond glistening on her left hand. She moved to take it off but Sam reached out to stop her.

"Keep it," he said, and she looked up at him, tears slowly making a trail down her cheeks. "It looks good on you. Anyway, I don't think I'll be getting engaged again. It never seems to work out for me,"

He leaned forward and brushed her lips softly with his own. He pulled back, closing his eyes and resting their foreheads together.

"I'm sorry," he whispered and he felt her nod slowly. He took a step back. "I'll be out of the house by the time you get home,"

"Call me when you get to DC?"

Sam nodded and made his way out the door, both of them knowing that he wouldn't.

tbc