Welcome Back, Kate Montgomery
Chapter One
By: Eve Karma
Disclaimer: Cabaret and the West Wing are not mine,
but Kate belongs to me.
Spoilers:
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***Present Day***
I hesitantly stood just inside the doorway, fingering the
Visitor pass hanging around my neck and wiggling my toes inside my Nine West
boots, sinking into the plush carpet.
I took another step or two, adjusted my purse on my
shoulder, and unzipped my jacket.
"Kate Montgomery!
I turned back and spotted Josh Lyman walking toward me with open arms.
"Hey!" I said, and hugged him warmly.
"Hey, yourself," he replied, stepping back to
look me over.
I rolled my eyes and smiled.
***Six Months Earlier (give or take a few weeks)***
"Hello, Kate," He greeted from a chair.
"You're...you're the leading Broadway casting director
in New York City."
"Yes," he chuckled, "Some call me that."
My attention drifted over to the television, which was
paused on a frame of video.
"Where did you get that?"
"Oh, I have my sources."
It was the video of Rowan's production of A Chorus Line,
from my sophomore year there.
"The President here was telling me of your fears that you couldn't dance well enough to be famous."
I nodded sheepishly.
"We were just reviewing this tape here, and it looks to me as if you're a great all-around performer."
Was I dreaming?
"Kate, I have an opportunity to offer you." Mr.
Albert said to me.
I started to sway where I stood, and flopped into the
closest chair I could find.
"YES!" I said a bit too loudly.
A week later, I left the White House.
