TITLE: The Ziegler Conspiracy. (1/?)
AUTHOR: Melissa Orr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, but maybe one day..
The Ziegler Conspiracy. (1/?)
"Toby, where's the notes on the budget?" CJ asked, walking into his office. "I asked you to get them to me before ten," She snapped.
"It's not ten yet," Toby said, not looking up from his computer.
"It's noon," CJ glared.
"Is it really?" Toby looked up, shocked. "Ginger!"
"Yeah?" Ginger came in quickly.
"I told you to get me at ten," Toby snapped.
"I did," Ginger said simply and walked out.
"These people don't care," Toby moaned and reached for some papers. "Here."
"They talk about article one?" CJ asked, looking through the papers.
"I highlighted everything you need to go over," Toby mentioned.
"Toby," Ginger walked in and handed Toby some more papers. "Your appointment with Leo has been bumped up."
"To when?"
"Two minutes," Ginger mentioned. "Also, Sam needs time to go over the speech and Josh needs to talk to you about the D-section."
"I went over this already with him," Toby threw his hands in the air.
"He wants to go over it again," Ginger shrugged. "Also, Ed and Larry will brief you on the thing in an hour."
"What thing?" Toby asked, confused.
"You remember," Ginger shrugged. "The thing."
"Fine," Toby gave up and read the papers. "Do I have a lunch break in there someplace?"
"Well, you have a free 15 minutes after three," Ginger mentioned.
"What about the time between Leo and the briefing?" Toby asked.
"I need you in the Pressroom," CJ mentioned.
"Actually, someone called in for a meeting a few minutes ago," Ginger mentioned.
"What?" Toby asked.
"Well, you had a little time, so I fit her in."
"Who?" CJ asked.
"Mandy."
"Mandy who?" Toby asked, frustrated. "I swear, why am I the busiest person here?" Toby yelled.
"Mandy Hampton," Ginger let out.
"Mandy?" CJ asked, shocked.
"Cancel the appointment," Toby said quickly.
"She said she really needed to talk with you," Ginger said.
"I don't care Ginger, cancel the damn appointment. I don't have time for her right now."
"Keep the appointment," CJ offered.
"What?" Toby snapped. "Since when did you become boss of my appointments?"
"I want to know what she wants."
"Then you meet with her," Toby mentioned.
"She said you," Ginger offered. "She's going to be meeting you at the Georgetown Grill."
"Why?" Toby asked.
"She doesn't want to come to the White House."
"Of course," Toby said, sarcastically. "When?"
"Half an hour. Head over there after the meeting with Leo," Ginger said.
"Fine," Toby moped and sat back down. "Will I have some kind of break today?"
"Maybe," Ginger smirked. "Also, Danny Concannon wanted a few minutes. But he said he'll wait until tonight."
"How nice of him," Toby moaned as Ginger walked out.
"Danny?" CJ gave him a questioning look.
"I have no idea," Toby shrugged. "I have to go to the meeting," He said as he began walking out.
"What do you think she wants?" CJ asked.
"I don't know, and I don't really care all that much," Toby proclaimed and walked out.
"How's it going?" Sam smiled, walking next to Toby.
"I'm having a bad day," Toby said simply, not looking at Sam.
"So, it's like any other day?"
"Yep."
"You going to Leo's office?" Sam asked.
"Do you have a speech to write?" Toby finally turned to look at him.
"I'm done," Sam smiled, proudly. "My muse is with me."
"Go away," Toby moaned and started walking again.
"When will you have time to over it with me?" Sam asked.
"In about two hours. I have this thing with Leo."
"What about after?"
"I have another thing."
"With who?"
"Mandy," Toby said.
"Mandy who?" Sam asked.
"Hampton."
"The one that used to work here?"
"Yeah."
"The one who disappeared after the shooting?"
"Yeah."
"The one."
"Yes!" Toby snapped. "I have this meeting," He pointed to Leo's door.
"Why does she want to meet with you?" Sam asked.
"I'll let you know as soon as I find out Sam," Toby moaned and walked in. "Leo, is there anyway we can lock Sam up in an office somewhere?"
"I've tried," Leo moaned. "Listen, I need you to take a meeting on the hill about the banking bill."
"When?" Toby moaned.
"Today."
"I have absolutely no room today," Toby sat down. "Or tomorrow. Or the next day."
"What the hell do you have going?"
"Meetings with people that want to screw with us and I have to smack them all down. Hard."
"Fine. I'll send Sam," Leo sat back down. "What do you have next?"
"A lunch meeting," Toby looked around. "Sort of."
"What?" Leo asked, confused.
"Ginger set me up an appointment to meet with Mandy."
"Mandy who?"
"Hampton," Toby rolled his eyes. "Why is everyone asking, Mandy who?" He asked, sarcastically.
"She's been gone for more then two years."
"I know."
"Why does she want to meet with you?"
"I don't know," Toby shrugged.
"She left at a critical time with no explanation. Now she wants to come back."
"I'm not giving her job back," Toby mentioned. "That I can guarantee. But I don't think she's that stupid to ask."
"Yeah," Leo nodded. "Listen, come see me after you see her."
"Yeah," Toby nodded and walked over to the door. "Do you know why Concannon wants to see me?"
"No," Leo said simply. "You're a popular guy today."
"What can I do to make that go away?" Toby asked, seriously. "I'm thinking it's a conspiracy."
"Go," Leo ordered.
"Yeah," Toby moaned and walked out. "Ginger," He called out.
"Yeah," She walked up from behind and startled him.
"Get a bell or something," Toby snapped. "Listen, I'm heading out to see Mandy. Try to cancel some things today. The way I'm scheduled right now, I'm never getting out of here tonight."
"I'll find something to bump," Ginger nodded.
"Thanks," Toby nodded and walked out.
The Ziegler Conspiracy. (1/?)
"Toby, where's the notes on the budget?" CJ asked, walking into his office. "I asked you to get them to me before ten," She snapped.
"It's not ten yet," Toby said, not looking up from his computer.
"It's noon," CJ glared.
"Is it really?" Toby looked up, shocked. "Ginger!"
"Yeah?" Ginger came in quickly.
"I told you to get me at ten," Toby snapped.
"I did," Ginger said simply and walked out.
"These people don't care," Toby moaned and reached for some papers. "Here."
"They talk about article one?" CJ asked, looking through the papers.
"I highlighted everything you need to go over," Toby mentioned.
"Toby," Ginger walked in and handed Toby some more papers. "Your appointment with Leo has been bumped up."
"To when?"
"Two minutes," Ginger mentioned. "Also, Sam needs time to go over the speech and Josh needs to talk to you about the D-section."
"I went over this already with him," Toby threw his hands in the air.
"He wants to go over it again," Ginger shrugged. "Also, Ed and Larry will brief you on the thing in an hour."
"What thing?" Toby asked, confused.
"You remember," Ginger shrugged. "The thing."
"Fine," Toby gave up and read the papers. "Do I have a lunch break in there someplace?"
"Well, you have a free 15 minutes after three," Ginger mentioned.
"What about the time between Leo and the briefing?" Toby asked.
"I need you in the Pressroom," CJ mentioned.
"Actually, someone called in for a meeting a few minutes ago," Ginger mentioned.
"What?" Toby asked.
"Well, you had a little time, so I fit her in."
"Who?" CJ asked.
"Mandy."
"Mandy who?" Toby asked, frustrated. "I swear, why am I the busiest person here?" Toby yelled.
"Mandy Hampton," Ginger let out.
"Mandy?" CJ asked, shocked.
"Cancel the appointment," Toby said quickly.
"She said she really needed to talk with you," Ginger said.
"I don't care Ginger, cancel the damn appointment. I don't have time for her right now."
"Keep the appointment," CJ offered.
"What?" Toby snapped. "Since when did you become boss of my appointments?"
"I want to know what she wants."
"Then you meet with her," Toby mentioned.
"She said you," Ginger offered. "She's going to be meeting you at the Georgetown Grill."
"Why?" Toby asked.
"She doesn't want to come to the White House."
"Of course," Toby said, sarcastically. "When?"
"Half an hour. Head over there after the meeting with Leo," Ginger said.
"Fine," Toby moped and sat back down. "Will I have some kind of break today?"
"Maybe," Ginger smirked. "Also, Danny Concannon wanted a few minutes. But he said he'll wait until tonight."
"How nice of him," Toby moaned as Ginger walked out.
"Danny?" CJ gave him a questioning look.
"I have no idea," Toby shrugged. "I have to go to the meeting," He said as he began walking out.
"What do you think she wants?" CJ asked.
"I don't know, and I don't really care all that much," Toby proclaimed and walked out.
"How's it going?" Sam smiled, walking next to Toby.
"I'm having a bad day," Toby said simply, not looking at Sam.
"So, it's like any other day?"
"Yep."
"You going to Leo's office?" Sam asked.
"Do you have a speech to write?" Toby finally turned to look at him.
"I'm done," Sam smiled, proudly. "My muse is with me."
"Go away," Toby moaned and started walking again.
"When will you have time to over it with me?" Sam asked.
"In about two hours. I have this thing with Leo."
"What about after?"
"I have another thing."
"With who?"
"Mandy," Toby said.
"Mandy who?" Sam asked.
"Hampton."
"The one that used to work here?"
"Yeah."
"The one who disappeared after the shooting?"
"Yeah."
"The one."
"Yes!" Toby snapped. "I have this meeting," He pointed to Leo's door.
"Why does she want to meet with you?" Sam asked.
"I'll let you know as soon as I find out Sam," Toby moaned and walked in. "Leo, is there anyway we can lock Sam up in an office somewhere?"
"I've tried," Leo moaned. "Listen, I need you to take a meeting on the hill about the banking bill."
"When?" Toby moaned.
"Today."
"I have absolutely no room today," Toby sat down. "Or tomorrow. Or the next day."
"What the hell do you have going?"
"Meetings with people that want to screw with us and I have to smack them all down. Hard."
"Fine. I'll send Sam," Leo sat back down. "What do you have next?"
"A lunch meeting," Toby looked around. "Sort of."
"What?" Leo asked, confused.
"Ginger set me up an appointment to meet with Mandy."
"Mandy who?"
"Hampton," Toby rolled his eyes. "Why is everyone asking, Mandy who?" He asked, sarcastically.
"She's been gone for more then two years."
"I know."
"Why does she want to meet with you?"
"I don't know," Toby shrugged.
"She left at a critical time with no explanation. Now she wants to come back."
"I'm not giving her job back," Toby mentioned. "That I can guarantee. But I don't think she's that stupid to ask."
"Yeah," Leo nodded. "Listen, come see me after you see her."
"Yeah," Toby nodded and walked over to the door. "Do you know why Concannon wants to see me?"
"No," Leo said simply. "You're a popular guy today."
"What can I do to make that go away?" Toby asked, seriously. "I'm thinking it's a conspiracy."
"Go," Leo ordered.
"Yeah," Toby moaned and walked out. "Ginger," He called out.
"Yeah," She walked up from behind and startled him.
"Get a bell or something," Toby snapped. "Listen, I'm heading out to see Mandy. Try to cancel some things today. The way I'm scheduled right now, I'm never getting out of here tonight."
"I'll find something to bump," Ginger nodded.
"Thanks," Toby nodded and walked out.