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Spoilers: 20 Hours in LA

Toby and Quinn's apartment

"Fine I'll just stay here by myself," Quinn figured that would be the breaking point for Toby. He didn't even trust the world enough to leave his 16 year old at home for an afternoon. She spent most of her time in Toby's office doing homework or trying to flirt with Sam.

"You can't…Damn it, who can you stay with," Toby looked pissed. He was trying to be a responsible father but it looked like he just screwed up again. Plus he had to finish this draft for the President's speech in LA and finish packing for the quick trip.

"Well CJ is going with you to California, where all of my old friends live by the way, so she is out. Andi is going away this weekend so she is out," Quinn figured if she just narrowed down the field she would be winging her way to her old hometown.

"Yes I know CJ is out,… wait how do you know Andi is going away this weekend?" Toby frowned.

"She told me."

"We divorced her," Toby ran his hand over his head and looked at his daughter.

"No, you divorced her, but she was way more a mother to me than Kate ever way so I stayed in touch. Andi said it was ok," Quinn smiled tentatively. She still wasn't so sure about Toby when he got upset.

"I though CJ was your surrogate mother," Toby looked like he thought this was a much better idea.

"She is, but Andi is and always will be my nice stepmother," Quinn had her hands on her hips in a manner that almost made Toby smile. It was nice to see she had some of his habits.

Toby's Office

Toby was sitting at his desk trying to finish a draft and figure out a babysitter for his daughter when the door slammed open.

"Zoey gets to go," Quinn barged into the office and stood in front of Toby desk.

"Zoey is the President's daughter," Toby started to get a headache.

"I'm legally the Communications Director and the Press Secretary's daughter," Quinn shot back.

"How did you find out about CJ being your other legal guardian?" Toby asked.

"I heard the two of you talking. Why can't I go?"

"Zoey is going because she is part of the First Family, the tax payers are not going to pay for you, an non-member of the First Family, to go visit with your friends," Toby said now completely exasperated. He was now wondering why it was so important for him to teach her to talk.

"You are all taking Air Force One right?"

"Yes," Toby felt a trap, but couldn't see where this was going.

"So I weigh so much that Air Force One would have to use that much more fuel for me to ride along and then stay with my friends and ride back," Quinn looked just like CJ when she pulled one over on Toby.

"Because I said so," Toby finally said.

"Huh?"

"That is my new reason and I'm sticking to it," Toby yelled.

Quinn backed away. She had never been yelled at by Toby before. Toby rubbed his hand on his eyes and looked down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell," Toby said.

Quinn said nothing as she moved to leave the office, but was stopped when she opened the door by Margaret.

"What was the yelling?" Margaret asked.

"Toby and I were fighting about me not going to California," Quinn had long since gotten over her shyness with the people she saw day in and day out.

"Which is none of Margaret's business," Toby growled from the door. He was pissed at Margaret's intrusion and he was pissed because he knew he had scared his daughter.

"I'm not going to California either, Leo says we have to stay here. You can stay with me," Margaret had correctly guessed Toby's problem. Quinn shook her head no behind Margaret at her father. She still thought Margaret was weird and did not want to stay with her.

Toby either didn't see her or didn't care because he had a solution.

"Great. Do you mind taking her tonight since I have to leave at 3 am?" Toby almost looked friendly to Margaret and this somewhat creeped her out.

"Not a problem, Quinn you can just come to my desk when Toby leaves," with that Margaret turned and left.

Quinn turned and glared at her father, all fears forgotten.

Leo's Office 6 am

"If Leo isn't here until 7:00, why are we here at 6:00," Quinn yawned. She had gotten no sleep at all. Margaret had seemed to decide that Quinn needed more fun in her life and tried to turn last night into a slumber party. Quinn thought the gesture was nice, but her idea of a slumber party did not involved playing a Constitutional Trivia game with a 30 year old. Plus she could hear Margaret snoring all the way in the guest room.

"Because we have to get the office ready," Margaret explained. "What time are your classes today?"

"My 12 was cancelled, so just my 3 o clock," Quinn looked around Leo's office. "This place is a pit."

"This is why I generally don't leave until after Leo does," Margaret rolled her eyes. "Can you help me out by kinda tidying this place up."

"Uh sure, no problem," Quinn started to "tidy" the place up while Margaret started printing the schedule for the day and promptly forgot about Quinn.

Margaret's Office 7am

"Good morning, Leo," Margaret handed him his coffee and schedule while she continued to type the memo she was working on. Leo walked into the office and then right back out again.

"Why is Quinn sleeping on my sofa," Leo whispered. He didn't want to wake up the teenager. He could remember how grouchy Mallory was when she was waken at that age.

"She fell asleep?" Margaret asked. "I had her tidying up your office."

"When is her first class," Leo asked.

"3 o clock."

"She can sleep for a while, you can wake her for lunch," Leo entered his office to work the mess of the day while Quinn slept.