The next day: Leo's office. Late. Leo hears Margaret in the outer office and looks up from his desk as Annabeth walks in.
"Hey Leo."
"Hey. I wasn't…did you try to call?"
She sits down in front of his desk. "No."
"Okay."
"You'd have told me you were busy."
He takes off his glasses and waves them over the papers on his desk. "I am busy."
"Yeah. I know."
Leo sits back in his chair and looks at Annabeth. "You got a guinea pig on the loose or something?"
Annabeth laughs. "You would not be the guy I would come to for help with that."
"I think I acquitted myself pretty well in that situation."
"Yeah, well, I fashioned tiny water wings for Hippopotamus just in case you guys are ever around each other again."
Leo stands up and looks towards the door through to the Oval Office. "I gotta finish some things here." He comes around the desk towards Annabeth. "Maybe we could meet up tomorrow or something."
Annabeth stands up. "Yeah. We could definitely do that."
They turn towards the door to Margaret's office. Annabeth reaches out and shuts it. She turns around and grabs Leo by the lapels of his jacket and kisses him passionately. She pushes him back against the bookshelf behind the door. He doesn't react for a second and then puts his hands in her hair, returning the kiss. They are locked together until Annabeth pulls away. She keeps her hands on his lapels, their bodies still touching.
"I love being around you. I love watching you shoot your cuffs after you put your jacket on. I love the way you look at me, and I love the way you own a room. I love making you laugh, and I love waking up with you. We dance like we were meant to, we talk like we're ripping each other's clothes off, and god help me, Leo, but I can't go five seconds without thinking about your hands on my body. If this isn't love, I don't know what is."
Leo stares at her.
"I love you, Leo Thomas McGarry."
She reopens the door to Margaret's office. "I just thought you should know that." She straightens his jacket and walks out.