Title: Uninvited
Author: Brandy B.
Summary:After SGTE;SGTJ, CJ and Toby discuss his remarks… and Toby gets a date?
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"Why is it that you boys never invite me when you go out drinking?" CJ asked as soon as she heard her husband walk into the house.
"Hi, how are you? How was your day?" Toy sighed. "A guy has to beg to get a decent greeting around here?" Toby pulled off his tie and placed the contents of his pockets on the nightstand.
CJ groaned; he always left a pile of change. She was amassing a small fortune in quarters, nickels and dimes; but everything always looked so messy. "If you had invited me drinking, I would know the answers to those questions, already," she shrugged.
"So, I have missed out on small talk time?"
"That, my friend, you have," CJ nodded. "Because, you never invite me drinking.
"We invite you all the time," Toby protested.
"When?" CJ countered.
"Weren't you there the night Zoe was almost attacked?"
"You weren't; besides I invited myself."
The corners of Toby's mouth rose in the beginnings of a mischievous smirk, "Well, you drink those prissy drinks; real men drink beer, or scotch.
CJ rolled her eyes, "God, Toby, we've been married for two years now. I hope like Hell you've noticed I'm not a man!"
Toby laughed, crawled into bed, and planted a long, hard kiss on her lips, "I noticed," he whispered huskily.
"So, you mentioned during the staff meeting this morning," CJ grinned. When they first married they enacted an absurd no flirting policy. However, that quickly fell by the wayside. They were both flirtatious by nature and trying not to flirt had been a constant struggle, which often caused problems at home. For the most part, reversing that policy had done wonders to improve their lives, "Just one thing, though." CJ sighed.
Toby rolled onto his side to get a better view of his wife, "What is it?" He could tell by the way that she sounded that he was nearing the doghouse.
"Your tone," she said matter-of-factly.
"My tone?" Toby raised an eyebrow.
"Your tone," she nodded.
"What about my tone?"
"Well, you sounded like you meant it."
"I did!" he announced emphatically.
"Really?" she brightened involuntarily.
Toby shot her a look, "You had doubts?"
"Well…" CJ' brow wrinkled in thought, "I have this unusually large neck…" She mumbled.
Toby smirked, "I might have to… examine… that…" He muttered each word between kisses.
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"She called," Josh announced gleefully as the mornings staff meeting drew to a close.
"A woman called you?" Was she desperate?" CJ smirked as she gathered her notes.
Josh shot CJ a disapproving look, "No, she called Toby."
"Who called me?"
"Rhonda!" a dimpled smile played across Josh's face.
"Rhonda the cop? Officer Sachs?"
"In trouble with the law, Toby?" CJ playfully asked. "Let me guess, you felt your youth slipping away at the WTO rally, so you decided to cause some trouble?"
Toby ignored CJ and turned to Josh, "Why were you answering my phone?"
"I wasn't. She called me."
A puzzled expression came over Toby's features, sometimes… no… often, talking with Josh gave him a headache, "Why did she call you?"
"I am your wingman."
"You resigned," Toby reminded Josh gruffly.
"That was yesterday, today I unresigned."
Toby rolled his eyes. "Is that a word? I don't think it is."
Josh grinned, "Which is why they pay you the big bucks for speech writing."
"Big bucks? When do those start? Because, I sure as hell haven't seen them."
Josh smirked, none of them were in this for the money, "There are other perks…"
"Such as?"
"Having me as your wingman!"
"You resigned."
"I un…" Josh paused when he caught Toby's murderous glance, "I withdrew my resignation."
"When was that?"
"This morning, when Rhonda called."
"And she got your number, how?"
"I gave it to her."
"Because?"
"Because that, my friend, is what wingmen do."
"Wait! What gave you the impression, we were friends?" Toby grinned and turned the corner to get to his office.
Josh started to follow Toby but was cut off by CJ. "My office."
"But…"
"But?" CJ asked while walking.
"I was talking to Toby."
"About anything important, like Prop 987 and its chances of passing, about the situation in Nigeria, about anything remotely related to our jobs… ya' know, running the country."
"We…Well…."
"That is what I thought…"
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"Who is Rhonda?" CJ asked as soon as the door to Toby's office closed.
"The Subject of a Beatles song?" Toby gave his best look of feigned innocence.
"Tobias!" CJ shot a warning look in her husband's direction.
"Claudia?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Who is Rhonda?"
"A member of the DCPD, didn't we do this part already?"
"Why'd she call you?"
"She didn't call me, she called Josh… and I am POSITIVE we did this part already."
"Toby!"
"CJ." Toby mirrored his wife's expression almost identically.
"Why is a cop calling Josh, for you?" CJ asked very slowly in an attempt to keep her temper in check.
"He wanted to set us up," Toby's tone indicated, he saw nothing at all unusual in this practice.
"Toby!"
"CJ!"
"We're…" they never said the word married in the office, "You shouldn't be looking for dates."
"Josh, ya' know Hardy Boy #1, he gave Rhonda his number; I didn't."
"But…" CJ sighed. She knew Toby couldn't do anything about it; still it didn't make her happy.
"CJ?" Toby raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
"Yeah?" she softened slightly.
"Get back to work," Toby nodded to the clock which indicated that she was less than ten minutes away from her afternoon briefing.
"Your warmth, it's overwhelming," CJ sighed, but picked up the legal pad on the desk in front of her. "So, what's the spin on Senator Blake's remark from this morning?"
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"You know what you need, CJ?" Josh asked from directly outside the pressroom.
"A little breathing room?" Josh had pounced on her the second she had opened the door.
"Nope, try again."
"An assistant who knows how to spell Senator?" CJ rolled her eyes. "It is OR, Carol."
"Check!" CJ's assistant made a note on the legal pad she was carrying.
"That would be heartening if we didn't have this conversation weekly," CJ sighed as she stepped into her office.
"You haven't answered my question," Josh pointed out.
"As a matter of fact I have, twice…"
"So you give up?"
"If that'll make you leave faster…"
"One day you will appreciate all I do for you, CJ."
CJ shot Josh an unnerving look; but Josh continued on undaunted, "You need a wingman."
"A wingman?" CJ grinned, "Who do you propose?"
"Me, of course. I got Toby a date. If I could get him a date…"
CJ reddened and bit her tongue to keep from jumping to her husband's defense, "And when was the last time you got yourself a date?"
"Um…" Josh stuttered, "Ummm…."
CJ grinned, "Yeah."
"Well, I work a lot." Josh tried to defend his miserable social life.
"We all do." CJ nodded.
"Yeah," Josh sighed, "Still…"
"You know what you need, Joshua?" CJ grinned, "A wingman."
"Very funny…"
"Yes, I am… thanks for noticing…" CJ turned to her computer. "Now get out of here, I have work to do."
CJ was still hard at work, planning potential questions and answers for the next presidential press event, when Toby knocked once then walked in. "Hey," he said softly as he entered.
"Hey yourself," CJ looked up, finally.
"Prop 987 is going to pass."
CJ raised an eyebrow, "You were three votes down this morning."
Toby nodded, "Sam and I spent most of the day on the Hill."
CJ grinned, "I thought we only sent you, when we were trying to lose votes."
Toby rolled his eyes, "We are going out to celebrate."
"John in the mail room and Dave in the photo lab couldn't make it, so you thought of me… the perennial last to be invited?"
Toby smirked, "If you don't want to come…"
"I want to come!" CJ rose slightly as if somehow that would solidify her point.
"Great, I'm going to go invite Josh."
"You haven't invited Josh?" CJ gleamed.
"Not yet."
"What about Rhonda?"
Toby raised an eyebrow, "What about her?"
"You should invite her," CJ grinned.
"Are you feeling okay? You want me to go on a date?"
"No, not for you…" CJ smirked.
"Pardon?"
"For Josh; he is looking for a wingman."
Toby laughed, "Ill see you at Poppa Docs."
"I'm looking forward to it." CJ nodded.
"I'm looking forward to afterwards," Toby flashed his most seductive smile and left the office in search of Josh.