"What the hell happened to you

"What the hell happened to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," John said, from the doorway, "I go out of town for a week
and I come back and you're…you're…you're HUGE!"

"Gee thanks, John," CJ frowned, placing her hand on her
stomach, "That's exactly what a pregnant woman wants to
hear. You're HUGE'! You couldn't have said You've blossomed and
you're positively glowing' or I've never seen you look more
beautiful'?"

"You do look beautiful, CJ. I just got a bit of a surprise that's
all. I mean, he's really growing isn't he?" John reached out
hesitantly, waiting for CJ's permission before he touched his palm
to her round belly.

"Don't you mean she'?" CJ challenged good-naturedly, moving his
hand to the left side of her stomach where the baby was kicking.

"If you say so," John laughed, too amazed by the fluttering beneath
his fingers to react to her teasing. "Can you believe in a little
over a month we're going to be meeting this little one?"

"I know, it'll be incredible," CJ smiled, absently covering John's
hand with her own as the baby's kicks became more frequent. "On the
other hand, I'm not sure how much more of this pregnancy I can take
if I get any bigger. Josh has already taken it upon himself to
change my Secret Service code name to Moby Dick."

John laughed but stopped quickly when he saw CJ's pout. "He didn't
really, did he?"

"Well, no, he didn't," CJ admitted, "but he threatened to."

"Well, that's just not nice, is it?" John mocked, finding it hard to
keep a straight face.

"Don't mess with me, John, you're not exactly in my good books,
remember?" CJ warned, narrowing her eyes and glaring at him. "And
anyway, it's thanks to you that I presently resemble an Orca."

"Hey! Not only did I help in the conception of this already much
loved baby, but as far as I can tell, I gave you a real good time!"

"Don't remind me," CJ groaned.

"Was it that terrible?" John asked, feeling more than a little
wounded.

"No, I mean, seriously don't remind me! It's been 8 months and I'm
at, and have been for some time, a particular period in my pregnancy
where…well, you know," her words trailed off as the blush rose in
her cheeks.

"I don't…what are you talking about?" John asked, perplexed.

CJ muttered something and John had to ask her to repeat herself.

"I'm horny, dammit!" CJ announced, rather more loudly than she had
intended.

John found himself at a loss for words but he was saved by a knock
on the door as Josh burst in.

"CJ, Leo needs us in his office in five minutes," he said, nodding
his head in acknowledgement of John. "Mr Vice-President."

"Josh," John mirrored his gesture.

"Well, I'll meet you there," Josh said, sensing the tension in the
room. "Oh, and CJ?"

CJ paused from gathering together her notes and turned to face
Josh. "Yeah?"

"If you need to satisfy your need, you know where I am," he grinned
as it took CJ a few moments to realize that he had heard her
outburst.

"Get out, NOW!"

John watched as Josh disappeared and the door shut behind him.
Turning to CJ, he grimaced.

"Wow! That was embarrassing."

CJ could only nod, unsure as to whether he was referring to Josh's
words or to her own little blush-inducing outburst. She was having
a hard time coming to terms with the fact that she had just
announced her sexual frustrations to not only John, but it would
appear everyone in the outer offices heard also.

"Anyway," CJ began, breaking her silence but not the tension, "I'd
better get to that meeting and you," she said, pointing at
John, "had better go do some Vice-Presidential things before someone
puts two and two together."

"You mean it's not the Vice-President's duty to knock-up the
President's Press Secretary," John deadpanned, "They really should
outline that in the handbook."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry, I'm sure the book will be well and truly
rewritten as soon as our little scenario becomes public knowledge,"
CJ sighed.

John nodded, only too aware of the situation. They stood in silence
for a moment before CJ snapped out of her worries and began to shoo
him out of her office.

"Scram, I've got to get to that meeting before Josh tells everyone I
propositioned him," CJ said as they reached the door.

"You know he's told them already," John assured her.

"Yeah, I know, but Josh has a tendency to elaborate so God only
knows what he's told them I was up to."

John laughed. "Good luck," he whispered before making his way down
the corridor.

CJ watched him as he walked away and instantly scolded herself for
admiring what she saw. That was one mistake she wouldn't –
couldn't - repeat.

"Hello?"

"So, I've been thinking," the voice on the other end of the phone
paused before continuing, "about this condition' you mentioned
earlier,"

CJ felt the blush rise in her cheeks.

"Yes?" CJ asked cautiously.

"I've got a proposition for you,"

"Oh John," she groaned, "please don't say you're going to offer to
rectify the situation for me,"

"God no!" John answered quickly.

A little too quickly for CJ's liking.

"Are you saying you find me repulsive because let me tell you, pal…"

John cut her off in the middle of her tirade. "No, I didn't mean
that I don't want to….well, I don't want to…but not for the reason
you think. It's the last thing we need, right?"

CJ mumbled in agreement, only slightly satisfied that he wasn't
inferring that she was unattractive in her current condition.

"So, I was thinking," he continued, "you're taking maternity leave
in two weeks, am I right?"

"Yeah,"

"Well, why don't you come out to the ranch for a few days? You can
relax by the pool, read a few books, generally just pamper
yourself. It's going to be your last chance for a long time once
this little one arrives. And," John added, lowering his voice, "it
might just take your mind off of….well, you know…what you were
talking about."

CJ sat and thought about it for a moment. It would be nice to get
out of DC for a while and she could do with recharging her batteries
a little before she launched herself into motherhood.

"Ok," CJ said, beginning to nod. "I'll get Carol to look into
flights."

They ended their phone call and CJ sank back into her chair. As
appealing as a break sounded she couldn't help thinking this was
pushing the boundaries too far. She and John seemed to have just
reached a happy medium and the last thing she wanted to do was mess
it up with her raging hormones.