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.

Rating: T to be safe.

"Hospitality" Part 9

By: Vangoghadmirer

Jed looks at the General, "Whatever plans we have formulated now I want them."

"Yes, Sir," the General hands him a sealed folder.

"And I could care less I am going with the mission" he glances at the folder, "I'm going to the residence to review these, Leo I need to speak with you."

"Yes, Sir," Leo acknowledges.

Jed stands up, walks out of door, and turns to Leo.

"Have you seen any of these," he asks.

"Yes, Sir and they have their good points."

"Yeah," he pauses. "I want to be there when we rescue her."

"I know."

"Yeah." He walks down the hall.

"But it's not possible."

"I don't care if it's not possible I'm going I need to be there for her when it comes to my wife I don't care about this office. This is between Jed Bartlet a husband not Jed Bartlet the President. I just want to be there when we get her back!"

"Yes, Sir."

Leo walks back into the Situation Room and Jed walks up to the Residence. Once in the Residence Jed went straight to his bedroom, the room he shared with the woman he loved dearly, the woman that was being hurt, and was suffering pain. He was helpless. There wasn't anything he could do. He sat on the edge of the bed on the side he normally slept. He looked over at the picture that sat on the nearby nightstand; it was a picture of him and Abbey taken back when they were dating ... so many years ago. They were dancing on a moonlit outdoor dance floor at a friend's wedding. They both had the look that said they were head over heels in love with each other. Jed grabbed the picture and held it. He took his finger and rubbed her face before placing it back on the nightstand.

He fell back on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a brief moment before picking up the pillow she slept on most nights. He could still smell her favorite perfume that slightly lingered in the pillow along with her scent. He tightly wrapped the pillow in his arms as an unsuspecting tear fell from his eye. "By God, Abbey, if anything happens to you I will never forgive myself."

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Meanwhile back in Lebanon.

Horatio went to Abbey. "What is the phone number to the Residence?"
Abbey didn't answer. She shook her head. "Why are you asking when you already know I won't tell you?"

He grabbed her by the throat and held her against the wall. "What is the God dammed number?" He yelled inches from her face.

"Fine...I will tell you." Tears were forming in her eyes again as she told the number.

The phone rang next to the bed in the President's bedroom. Jed picked it up hoping it was someone telling him to wake up and that everything was just a horrible nightmare. In reality, though, he knew this was far too real to be a bad dream.

"Is it done?" Horatio asked him. The Jed's eyes widened when he realized who it was. "No…no...these things take time...we will have it done in the next few hours..." He was scrambling. One wrong move and he could lose his wife forever.

Horatio looked at Abbey as she laid on the ground. "That's too bad Mr. President..." Abbey looked up at him. Her hands began to shake. "You know, your wife has beautiful eyes." Abbey started to scoot back as Horatio came closer.

Jed had an idea of what was about to happen. "If you touch her...You son of a bitch! I'll rip your heart out!" Jed grew frantic. Horatio made it to Abbey. There was nowhere else for her to go. He grabbed one of her arms and forcibly dragged her to the middle of the room. "Please!" she begged. Jed heard her screams over the phone. "I'm begging you!" Abbey screamed.

Horatio set the phone down next to her. She tried to reach for it but he had pinned her arms over her head. "Don't do this! Please." Abbey became hysterical.

He looked into her eyes. "Enjoy this. I may be the only real man you are ever with."

Abbey scrambled to get out from under him, but he was too big. There was nowhere to run. He ripped her shirt off. "Please! Don't do this." Abbey pleaded.

Jed could hear everything. He wanted so bad to save her. He couldn't. It was too late. He was violating her. Jed couldn't save her.

Abbey felt his hands on her body. She laid helpless on the cold cement with tears running down her cheeks. She felt his lips on her neck and shoulders. She felt him bearing down on her. She couldn't escape. She didn't know what was worse. The fact that this was happening to her or the fact that her husband could hear every bit of it and there was nothing he could do. When he finally got off of her she remained on the ground. He picked up the phone.

"It really was too bad that you couldn't have released him a little faster. Then again, I should look on the bright side of what I just had."

Jed paced the bedroom. "I will kill you. Before this is over, I will kill you."

Horatio looked down at Abbey. "Would you like to talk to your wife, Mr. President? She's a beautiful woman such a great body." He hands the phone to Abbey.

She holds the phone up to her ear, but is unable to say anything. She begins to sob. "Abbey...Abbey...I am so sorry." Jed continues. "I'm so sorry. Listen. We are going to be there soon. I will be there soon...Abbey...I love you." Jed hangs up the phone.

Jed rushes out of the residence and is in the Situation Room in no time flat. He throws the folder he had taken to the Residence with him on the table.

"Is it all set? Can we go?"

A man stands. "Sir, we are ready, but you can't go...I know how much you want to. The risks are too high. I'm sorry sir."

Jed throws a glass across the room. "Bull shit! I am going. If you have any idea of what I am going through..." He takes a breath. "I have to be there. I just have to. I've gotta be there. I know that the risks are high, believe me...I don't care. I am going."

Jed leaves the Situation Room in a fury with Leo close behind him. He eventually goes outside on the balcony where it is raining. He swings out a punch at an imaginary target.

"Leo, I am going."

"Sir."

"I have to go now I have to," he sits down on a bench with his face in his hands. "I was willing to stay behind on a plane above Lebanon but now I want to be on the ground."

"Sir, what do you mean?"

"Up at the residence when I was going to review the rescue plans he called me there."

"What did he say?"

"It's not what he said. It's what he did."

"Jed."

"He raped her. I heard everything. Everything! I want to be there. I want to strangle him with my own hands."

"Okay, I'll see what I can do but I give no guarantees. And as much as you want to you can't personally strangle the son of a bitch."

"Fine." Jed sighed.

Jed and Leo walk back to the Situation room and as Jed walks in everyone stands up. And Leo gets everyone's attention.

"Gentlemen."