Here's a little something I cooked up in about an hour or so! Hope ya like it, please review!

Karen checked her cellphone for the hundreth time in less than an hour to see if there was a call from her husband, but of course there wasn't. She got up from her desk were she had spent this hour staring at her wedding photo. A time where they had both been so very happy, together, they had been so happy together. That's where it struck Karen that the whole point and result of their happiness was being together. Over the course of the day she had expressed to Bill how much she missed him, but why would she say it so much and not express it in a better way, than, "I miss you so much."? She realized that through every single phone call they had shared this day, not once had a call ended with an "I love you," or anything close. She didn't like that, at home before she had left to take on her new job in Washington, they had always expressed their love for each other, each time one entered a room. Karen wanted to scream, or just yell to let something out but she couldn't, not in her office, it would be too loud. She kept her anger inside, her anger toward Wayne for ever giving her this job, Tom for making most of her day a living Hell, Reed Pollack for being the largest weasel she had ever met (even beating out Miles for the spot), the Department of Justice for forcing her to fire Bill for no reason other than the fact that they wanted to sift blame, the citizens who insisted in having someone to blame other than the terrorists themselves, and of course, the person with all the blame, herself! She hated what she had just done, and her actually believeing Bill would understand? He was the most understanding and kind man she had ever met, but even this was something he couldn't accept, I mean she wouldn't accet something like this herself. She imaged what it must of been like to not only get fired, but to get fired by his own wife? She shuttered at the thought, how could she have done that? That's where it truly hit her, she was done! No more Washington, Karen wanted to be back in Los Angeles with her husband and friends.

Karen left her office and walked down to the Oval Office where she would find a not to busy at the moment Daniels.

"Karen, what do you need?" he asked, slightly destracted, for he had been thinking of his current operation involving Lisa Miller.

"Sir, I'm her to tell you I'm resigning," she outwardly put with no hesitation like the first time.

Daniels eyed her for a moment before pointing out, "again?"

"Yes sir, only this time its for real."

"Are you sure about that?" he inquired.

"Yes, I need to go home, I'm not saying I want to, I'm saying I need to."

Daniels sat in silence once more while Karen stared strait at him. "Okay, then I guess you should go home, I understand Karen. These past months must have been very hard for you, I accept your resignation and wish you the best of luck."

"Thank you sir," she said. They shook hands and she walked out. Karen was in her office packing everything up. News traveled fast of her resignation and she soon found Tom at her door.

"You can come in Tom."

He entered akwardly, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Daniels asked me the same thing, and yes I am." She finished put the last thing into her bag, and gather her briefcase and purse.

"Okay, then good bye, despite everything, it really has been a pleasure working with you Karen," he stuck out his hand as Daniels had.

"Same to you Tom," she smiled slightly and shook his hand.

"Do you want me to call you if Wayne wakes up?" Tom asked as she exited the room.

"That would be nice, thank you." Karen walked out of the Whitehouse and took a cab to her hotel. After packing all her things she took the same cab to the airport. She decided to fly back to L.A. in time for noon, Bill would be home, and maybe without the thousands of miles between them, they could talk freely as before. Within hours the plane desended at the airport in L.A. She took yet another cab to her own adress this time. After gathering all of her things out of the cab, she was left alone just staring at her own home. She drew a great smile at it's sight. She quickly went to the door and pulled her key out of her purse. After unlocking it, she opened the fine wood door and went inside. Once in the house she set her luggage down in the entrance way and now took in the inside of her home. After a couple of minutes, she decided to find Bill, because she couldn't stand being in the same house as him and not be looking at his sweet face. She walked up the beautifully carved wood stairs and into their bedroom where Bill was sitting on their bed staring at the mirror that hung on the side oppisite the door. He was in disbelief when him beautiful wife's figure appeared in the mirror behind his own figure. He turned and realized it was actually her.

"Karen! Oh my God!" he was at loss for any other words.

"Hi honey," she said giving him a sweet smile. He walked over and embraced her in the largest hug ever, which lastest for several minutes. It was only broken when she began to cry. "I'm sorry," she sobbed.

"Sweetheart, don't be, it's not your fault," he insisted and kissed her on the forehead.

"Yes it is, I shouldn't have fired you!"

"I don't care," he said.

"Yes you do, Bill you care so much about your job!"

"As long as you're right here, I don't," he exclaimed. Karen shed her last tear and her and Bill kissed.

"Why'd you leave hun?" he finally asked her as they were seated on the bed.

"Before I talked to you, I asked Tom what I should do, and he said something that just hit me. He said if I wanted to stamd shoulder to shoulder with my husband than that was my call," she informed him, "and I thought, well isn't that the point of a marriage? I thought it was kind of the key part." After giving Karen another kiss Bill spoke.

"Well, I'm just glad you're home," he stated. The rest of the day the couple talked, and talked until night fell and they grew extremely tired. And, for the first time in months the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

The End.