Disclaimer: I definitely don't own the characters that were the creation of Sorkin, but any originals I do.

AN: This was written originally back in 2001 and posted in Jed-Abbey Bartlet yahoogroup. And co-authored; if the second author is still around and sends me an email I'll put her name on it as well.

Rating: T to be safe.

"Hospitality"

By: Vangoghadmirer

Hospitality Part Four

Abbey sat on the cold, damp cement. They had moved her to another small room due to her failure to cooperate. Her hands were tied tightly together behind her back. A large metal door swung open. Six men walked in. Five of them were heavily armed and stood by the door, while the sixth walked over to Abbey. It was the same man who talked to her before. He knelt beside her. "Have you decided to cooperate yet?" He asks her.

Abbey doesn't answer. The man gently touches her cheek and leans closer to her. "This doesn't have to be that hard. All you need to do is get you're husband to cooperate. As soon as that happens, and my friends are let go, you will be set free."

Abbey looked him in the eyes. "Don't do this."

The man moves closer. "What was that?" He asks.

Abbey speaks a little louder this time. "I said don't do this."

The man stands up and looks down at her. "And why not?"

Abbey looks up finding his eyes with hers. "Because when my husband finds out, he will kill you with his own hands."

He begins to laugh louder and louder. He kneels by her again. "I guess you still have no idea how things work around here do you?"

Abbey's face jolts as his hand whips across her face. She could feel it grow warm from the hit.

Back in D.C.

The Oval Office door opens and Mrs. Landingham enters. "Excuse me Mr. President."

Jed looks up from a pile of papers on his desk. "Yes Mrs. Landingham?"

"Sorry to bother you sir, but there is a call for you registering from Mrs. Bartlet's cell phone. Would you like to take it in here?"

Jed looks at her with a smile on his face. "Sure." He picks up the phone after Mrs. Landingham transfers the call to his office.

"Abbey, you should be way to busy to talk to me right now."

A male voice comes over the line. "We are holding you're wife."

Jed's smile quickly vanishes. "What did you just say?"

"We have you're wife. If you ever want to see her again you will wait for our next phone call." The line goes dead.

"Leo!" Jed yells.

Leo quickly walks into the Oval Office with a confused look on his face. "Yes sir?"

Jed looks at him. "Situation Room now!"