AN: It's been a while since my last posting. Hope you like this.

Summary: In spite of Abbey's frustration with the constant Secret Service supervision, sometimes it's good to have Big Brother around.

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Rating for this Chapter: R

Chapter 1

"You know what I miss most of all since we came to Washington?"

Jed looked at his wife over the rim of his reading glasses. "What did you say?"

Abbey got up from the overstuffed chair in the study and sat down next to Jed on the sofa. "I said, do you know what I miss most all since we came to Washington?"

He put down the report and looked into Abbey's green eyes. "What do you miss most of all?"

"Spontaneity and privacy."

"Huh?"

"Spontaneity. To have the ability to just pick up and do something on the spur of the moment. I mean if we want to go out and do something right now we would have to have our agents know all the details and they would have to clear the location and block traffic until our motorcade passed. Before you were President, we could decide to have a picnic on the spur of the moment. I would pack a picnic basket and we could take off to wherever the spirit moved us."

"Well, hon…"

Abbey waved her hands. "I know. I know. Spontaneity and privacy are just two of the things we had to give up when you took office. You are the President and that severely limits our movements. With all the crazies out there, you can't take the chance that someone would do you in."

"You knew it would be this way, didn't you? We talked about this before I decided to run."

"I know. But at times it's just so suffocating. We don't even have much privacy here in our home. The agents stand outside of every door and then follow both of us everywhere when we're out of a particular room. I'm surprised that they don't ask to clear the bathroom every time you enter it."

"It is for our own good. You can never tell what a crazy maid would do to one of us if she really wanted to." Jed chuckled as that image played through his mind.

"Jed!" But Abbey joined in his laughter. She laid her head on his chest, never getting tired of listening to the heart of the man she loved so much. "I understand the need but I do miss the ease we used to move around in. And even though it will get a little better after you leave office, you'll always have to have protection."

Jed sighed. He knew how Abbey felt. There were times even he felt like the protection was suffocating. He reached up and stoked her hair. "We have to just deal with it. Ron and his men really try to stay in the background as much as they can. And certainly Rosslyn would teach us that no matter how much protection I have sometimes a crazy person will get through."

"I wish you hadn't brought that up. I don't want to remember that horrible night at all." Abbey's eyes glistened, just remembering how close she had come to losing a daughter and her husband.

"All I'm saying is that no matter how much protection I have, sometimes the bad guys get through. So I think that Ron is doing a good job. You haven't had to visit me in the hospital since then, have you?"

Abbey raised her head. "No."

"Then let's be thankful and support Ron's efforts. He doesn't need us fighting against him. He's got enough to handle without us giving him trouble."

"But still…"

"Abbey." She could tell from his tone of voice that he was serious and the conversation was just about over. "We'll have to tolerate it. It is for our own good. Do you understand me?"

Abbey nodded. "Yeah. But I don't like it."

"I understand. Now can I get back to my reading?"

Abbey stood. "Okay. But you'll miss my spontaneity."

"Huh?"

He watched in amazement as she slowly pulled her shirt off and reached back around to undo her bra.

Jed smiled broadly as her breasts swung loose.

Abbey pushed him flat and straddled his legs. "Can you be spontaneous?"

"Well, yeah. But the agents are just outside the door."

Abbey grinned. "Then we'll have to be quiet, won't we?"

"Of course. Aren't we always?" He threw the papers on the floor, followed by his reading glasses. "Don't need these." Looking at his wife's bare chest he continued. "I like this kind of spontaneity."

Any other words were cut off by deep kisses and hands stroking various body parts. There was no need for any further words as their bodies responded to each other's actions.

TBC