TITLE: The Value of Friendship.
AUTHOR: Melissa Orr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, sadly, I never will.
RATING: PG-13 (Language)
"Toby," Sam barged in and noticed Toby was entangled in a serious meeting with Doug.
"Not now," Toby glared. "Now, explain this to me again."
"Toby, we've been through this twenty times," Doug snapped.
"Toby," Sam said again.
"Not now," Toby snapped. "You wanted to cut what part of the speech?"
"I want you to rephrase the D-section," Doug said, again.
"Toby," Josh barged in and stood next to Sam.
"Not now!" Toby snapped. "Doug, the President always changes the D-section during every speech. He's done that for years."
"Toby, you should.." Josh started.
"Josh!" Toby yelled. "Now look, the President wants."
"Toby!" CJ barged in.
"What?" Toby snapped, giving up on his discussion with Doug.
"Look," Sam turned the television on to the local news. There was a bulletin at the bottom of the screen that read, "Apartment complex on fire".
"What the hell am I looking at?" Toby demanded.
"Look closer Toby," CJ pointed out.
"What," Toby looked back at the television. "My apartment!" Toby ran over and put his hands on the TV.
"You live there?" Doug asked, trying to hide the grin on his face.
"What the hell happened?" Toby asked.
"Looks like bad wiring," Sam said.
"I have to go," Toby grabbed his bag and started rushing out. "I'm leaving for a few hours Ginger."
"What about the meeting with Cashmen?" Ginger asked.
"Have Sam take it," Toby yelled, from down the hall.
"What, does he think he can put the fire out faster?" Josh asked, sarcastically.
"Well, he is Batman," CJ smirked. "I'll go make sure he doesn't kill anyone."
"No, I'll go," Sam stopped her. "Besides, Leo needed you to brief the press on India and I don't think he wants Josh to do it."
"I've been getting better," Josh glared.
"Yeah right," CJ and Sam smirked and walked out.
"Ginger, get Cashmen to reschedule. Tell him something came up."
"This is going to be the third time Toby's rescheduled," Ginger moaned. "He's getting mad."
"When is Cashmen ever happy?" Sam said. "Make the call. I'll be back." Sam said, walking out.
DOWNTOWN
"My apartment," Toby moaned, parking the car in front of all the fire trucks.
"Sir, can you move your vehicle?" A man asked.
"That's my apartment," Toby said, getting out. "I have all my stuff up there."
As soon as Toby mentioned that, the building collapsed, causing a huge pile of dirt to fall on Toby.
"Sir," The man grabbed Toby, who was looking up at where his apartment used to be. "Are you okay?"
"My clothes. My papers," Toby's eyes widened. "The speech!"
"Sir, follow me and we'll get you checked out."
"The speech!" Toby started pacing around.
"Is he okay?" A paramedic asked.
"I think so," The man shook his head. "I think he's in shock."
"Wow, you're Toby Ziegler," The paramedic. "From the White House."
"Thanks for letting me know!" Toby snapped and walked back to his car.
"Toby!" Sam ran right past him and looked around. "Toby!"
"Sam!" Toby moaned.
"Toby," Sam looked back.
"Sam,"
"Toby," Sam said again, confused.
"Sam!" Toby gave up and started waving his arms.
"What the hell happened? The building fall on you?" Sam grinned.
"The damn thing collapsed and all the dirt came rushing towards me, but of course it would, because I'm having a bad day."
"Was anyone hurt?" Sam asked.
"I don't care," Toby snapped. "The speech was up there Sam!"
"Toby," Sam moaned. "The whole thing?"
"The whole damn thing!"
"Didn't you write a spare?"
"I was going to write it up tonight! Can't now," Toby said sarcastically.
"Mr. Ziegler, just to let you know. No one was hurt," Another man came up.
"Well, that's good," Sam nodded.
"Sam, the speech!"
"Don't you care about the people you live next to?"
"I don't even know them Sam," Toby yelled. "The only reason I was living here is because I couldn't afford anything else."
"You work in the White House," Sam said.
"I'm in debt Sam, this place is the only thing under five hundred," Toby looked down. "And now I'm in dept, and homeless. This is a good combination."
"You can come stay with me," Sam smiled. "Until you can find another place."
"I don't think so," Toby shook his head. He started walking over to his car when he saw three women walk by.
"Hey baby, you need a place to stay tonight?" One of them asked, seductively.
"Sam, I'm driving."
TBC
"Toby," Sam barged in and noticed Toby was entangled in a serious meeting with Doug.
"Not now," Toby glared. "Now, explain this to me again."
"Toby, we've been through this twenty times," Doug snapped.
"Toby," Sam said again.
"Not now," Toby snapped. "You wanted to cut what part of the speech?"
"I want you to rephrase the D-section," Doug said, again.
"Toby," Josh barged in and stood next to Sam.
"Not now!" Toby snapped. "Doug, the President always changes the D-section during every speech. He's done that for years."
"Toby, you should.." Josh started.
"Josh!" Toby yelled. "Now look, the President wants."
"Toby!" CJ barged in.
"What?" Toby snapped, giving up on his discussion with Doug.
"Look," Sam turned the television on to the local news. There was a bulletin at the bottom of the screen that read, "Apartment complex on fire".
"What the hell am I looking at?" Toby demanded.
"Look closer Toby," CJ pointed out.
"What," Toby looked back at the television. "My apartment!" Toby ran over and put his hands on the TV.
"You live there?" Doug asked, trying to hide the grin on his face.
"What the hell happened?" Toby asked.
"Looks like bad wiring," Sam said.
"I have to go," Toby grabbed his bag and started rushing out. "I'm leaving for a few hours Ginger."
"What about the meeting with Cashmen?" Ginger asked.
"Have Sam take it," Toby yelled, from down the hall.
"What, does he think he can put the fire out faster?" Josh asked, sarcastically.
"Well, he is Batman," CJ smirked. "I'll go make sure he doesn't kill anyone."
"No, I'll go," Sam stopped her. "Besides, Leo needed you to brief the press on India and I don't think he wants Josh to do it."
"I've been getting better," Josh glared.
"Yeah right," CJ and Sam smirked and walked out.
"Ginger, get Cashmen to reschedule. Tell him something came up."
"This is going to be the third time Toby's rescheduled," Ginger moaned. "He's getting mad."
"When is Cashmen ever happy?" Sam said. "Make the call. I'll be back." Sam said, walking out.
DOWNTOWN
"My apartment," Toby moaned, parking the car in front of all the fire trucks.
"Sir, can you move your vehicle?" A man asked.
"That's my apartment," Toby said, getting out. "I have all my stuff up there."
As soon as Toby mentioned that, the building collapsed, causing a huge pile of dirt to fall on Toby.
"Sir," The man grabbed Toby, who was looking up at where his apartment used to be. "Are you okay?"
"My clothes. My papers," Toby's eyes widened. "The speech!"
"Sir, follow me and we'll get you checked out."
"The speech!" Toby started pacing around.
"Is he okay?" A paramedic asked.
"I think so," The man shook his head. "I think he's in shock."
"Wow, you're Toby Ziegler," The paramedic. "From the White House."
"Thanks for letting me know!" Toby snapped and walked back to his car.
"Toby!" Sam ran right past him and looked around. "Toby!"
"Sam!" Toby moaned.
"Toby," Sam looked back.
"Sam,"
"Toby," Sam said again, confused.
"Sam!" Toby gave up and started waving his arms.
"What the hell happened? The building fall on you?" Sam grinned.
"The damn thing collapsed and all the dirt came rushing towards me, but of course it would, because I'm having a bad day."
"Was anyone hurt?" Sam asked.
"I don't care," Toby snapped. "The speech was up there Sam!"
"Toby," Sam moaned. "The whole thing?"
"The whole damn thing!"
"Didn't you write a spare?"
"I was going to write it up tonight! Can't now," Toby said sarcastically.
"Mr. Ziegler, just to let you know. No one was hurt," Another man came up.
"Well, that's good," Sam nodded.
"Sam, the speech!"
"Don't you care about the people you live next to?"
"I don't even know them Sam," Toby yelled. "The only reason I was living here is because I couldn't afford anything else."
"You work in the White House," Sam said.
"I'm in debt Sam, this place is the only thing under five hundred," Toby looked down. "And now I'm in dept, and homeless. This is a good combination."
"You can come stay with me," Sam smiled. "Until you can find another place."
"I don't think so," Toby shook his head. He started walking over to his car when he saw three women walk by.
"Hey baby, you need a place to stay tonight?" One of them asked, seductively.
"Sam, I'm driving."
TBC