Disclaimer:
They aren't mine they belong to the greater powers of
the "The
West Wing" world and I don't claim them I just took them
away
for a little joy ride and will have them safely returned before
their curfews.
"A Written Past"
By:
Vangoghadmirer
Zoey was now a sophomore at Georgetown and
during her Winter
Break; she needed to get some research done for
an upcoming thesis
paper. And she once remembered seeing
something in her father's
office at the house that would help her
with it, but if she
remembered correctly, what she saw those
years back was now in
storage. Therefore, she decided to
rummage through all the boxes of
stuff and only hoped that
someone had labeled all the boxes or she
might be there for an
eternity.
She put on her coat and walked outside, where there
was snow
all over the place; and she ventured over to the storage
units in the
far end of the Bartlet farm. By the time she
got to the exact place
where the box she was looking for would be
found in. Zoey punches in
a code that would let her into
the building. She walks in and flips
on the lights once the
room lights up she sneezes.
"Must be all the dust in the
room, now where could that box
be?"
She walks around
and eventually finds the area that holds the
wanted boxes.
"Thank God, for Mom she labels everything," she
states
looking at the boxes with Abby's handwriting-written
office on the
side of the boxes, "well this is where I'm
going to start."
She lifts the top box, places it on the
floor, and carefully
opens it. Zoey shuffles through papers
and not finding what she is
looking for she closes it up and gets
the next box, after shuffling
through a few top papers she finds
something a little more
interesting than what she was looking
for-a rather large bundle of
envelopes and letters. Out of
curiosity she undid the bundle and
opened the first envelope.
She unfolds the letter from the past.
Abigail, The
day we met I could never get you out of my mind, you've Your
Admirer,
haunted
my thoughts. I think I may have fallen in love with you.
I
had originally planned to become a priest when I came to Notre
Dame,
but when Leo introduced you to me I quickly changed my
mind. Would
you, Abigail Barrington do me the honor of your
company and go out on a
date on Saturday evening. I may be
a fool but I believe you own my
heart now.
Josiah Bartlet
"Wow it's hard
to believe that dad actually fell head over heals with
mom, which
may explain why he is such a klutz," Zoey folds the paper
up
and places it back in its envelope.
Then she digs out the next
envelope and looks at the
handwriting on it, "This one was
written by mom, wonder if it was in
response to dad's letter,"
she opens the envelope and unfolds the
letter from the
envelope.
Josiah, Thank you for a
wonderful evening the other night. Although Love,
I hope your
knee is okay; that chair should have watched where it was
going.
So since you've changed your major what do you plan to do now
except
obsess over me. You were such a perfect gentleman when you
kissed me good-bye at my door and didn't even ask to come in.
In two
weeks I'm going back home for the weekend and would like
you to join
me, so I can introduce you to my parents. Oh,
and I'll see you on
Friday at the
movies.
Abigail
"My
parents are hopeless romantics no wonder when they are together
you
can never separate them."
Zoey hears footsteps and
quickly stuffs the bundle in her
coat pocket.
"Zoey,
what are you doing in here everyone's been looking for
you."
She
turns around and faces a familiar person, "Charlie! You
scared
me!"
The two young lovers leave the building and walk
hand in hand
back to the farmhouse.
We still have a lot
to learn from my parents' Zoey thinks to
herself.
