PART 7
"Okay," Toby took a deep breath. "Seriously Sam, if something happens and you need me for something. You better call," Toby warned, looking around.
"Toby, you're going to be gone for three days," Sam moaned. "Everything will be okay. Just go and don't worry."
"Worrying is my job, Sam."
"When's your plane take off?"
"At ten," Toby looked at his watch and moaned. "Ginger took Creed back home to get packed."
"Why are you here and not with Creed?" Sam asked.
"I had to make sure everything is going to be fine here," Toby looked around.
"It's going to be fine," Leo barged in. "What are you still doing here?"
"I just…"
"No, go." Leo ordered. "The President wants you to go, I want you to go, the rest of the senior staff wants you to go. It's time to go," Leo said, pushing Toby out the door.
"Fine," Toby moaned. "Should I bring…"
"No," Leo shook his head.
"Well, should I…"
"No," Leo shook his head again.
"You don't even know what I'm going to ask," Toby whined.
"Is it about work?"
"Maybe…"
"No," Leo shook his head.
"Toby, come on," CJ ran in and grabbed his arm. "You're going to be late and we still have to pick up Creed."
"But. But," Toby looked back and noticed Leo and Sam waving at him. "Look, they need something."
"No they don't," CJ shook her head as they ran out to the car.
TOBY'S HOUSE
"What about this?" Ginger held up a tee shirt.
"Oh yeah, thanks," Creed grabbed it and put it in his suitcase. "I think I have everything I need."
"So, I think you have plenty of clothes," Ginger looked at his overfilled suitcase. "Oh, toothbrush?"
"In the bag," Creed nodded.
"Umm, what about shampoo?"
"Uncle Toby grabbed that this morning," Creed nodded.
"Well, I think everything else you needed is packed," Ginger smiled. "You excited?"
"I little," Creed grinned. "Should I be?"
"Yeah," Ginger smiled. "I think you should."
"Come on!" CJ bellowed from downstairs.
"Time to go," Ginger helped zip up the suitcase and carried it downstairs for him.
"Here," Toby reached for it, and took it from Ginger. "Thanks for helping him."
"Sure," Ginger nodded. "I'll help you load everything," Ginger said as she followed Toby out.
"So, are you getting excited?" CJ asked Creed.
"A little," Creed smiled. "I kind of wish you were coming with us."
"What, and spoil the man trip?" CJ joked. "It's three days, and once you get back, I'll be at the airport waiting."
"Can I call you?" Creed asked.
"If you want," CJ smiled and kissed Creed on the forehead. "Keep your Uncle in line."
"I will," Creed smiled, feeling his cheeks turn red after the kiss.
"Okay," Toby walked back in, breathless. "Ready?"
"I think so," Creed looked around once more. "Aunt CJ said I could call her from the hotel," Creed mentioned, before walking out.
"Well, I'll probably be calling her every night to see what idiotic thing Josh or Sam did," Toby moaned.
"Toby," CJ grabbed his arm before he could walk out. "He's nervous."
"I know," He nodded and watched as Ginger helped him in the car. "Listen, I'll call when I get in."
"Keep your mind with Creed," CJ demanded. "Don't let work bother you. We can handle it for three days."
"I know," Toby nodded. "Thanks." Toby smiled and kissed CJ gently on the cheek. "I'll see you in three days."
"Three days," CJ smiled and watch Toby walk out to the car. "These are going to be the longest three days of my life," CJ whispered to herself as Toby drove off.
PART 8
"Well, that was fun," Creed moaned sarcastically as he fell to the bed.
"Yeah, well. I didn't think we would get here at midnight," Toby fell next to him. "You're young, you're suppose to enjoy this," Toby mentioned.
"I did until we were stuck at the airport for three hours with half of DC," Creed moaned.
"Yeah," Toby moaned and closed his eyes.
"I thought you had to call Aunt CJ when we got here?" Creed looked over.
"It's midnight, I don't want to wake her up, she gets grouchy," Toby grinned. "I'll call her in the morning."
"But I wanted to say goodnight," Creed pouted. He knew it got to Toby.
"Don't pout," Toby tried to look away, but Creed got up and sat on Toby's stomach.
"But please," Creed pouted, as he grabbed Toby's face and made him look up at him. "I don't ask for much."
"Why do you do this to me?" Toby moaned.
"Because it works," Creed grinned.
"You're turning into a brat," Toby moaned and playfully tossed him to the other side of the bed.
"Yeah, I'm learning from you," Creed laughed.
"Give me the phone," Toby glared.
"Okay," Creed smiled and reached over for it. "Hey uncle?"
"What?" Toby said, taking off his shoes.
"How long have you and Aunt CJ known each other?" Creed asked.
"Don't even think about it," Toby warned, walking over to the bathroom and placed his pants on the counter.
"Don't think about what?" Creed pretended to be confused.
"You have been trying to get me together with CJ for two years," Toby messed with Creed's hair. "It's not going to work."
"I have no idea what gave you that thought," Creed said, acting confused.
"I'm sure you don't," Toby rolled his eyes and picked up the phone.
"CJ and Toby, sittin in a tree…" Creed sang as he ran into the bathroom.
"You're going to have to come out sometime!" Toby yelled.
"Yeah, but I'm younger, so I can run faster," Creed yelled from behind the bathroom door.
"Good point," Toby mumbled to himself and dialed CJ's number.
"Hmm…" CJ moaned as she picked it up.
"Did I wake you?" Toby smirked.
"Toby," CJ sat up quickly. "What time is it?"
"After midnight," Toby moaned. "Sorry I woke you, I'll call you tomorrow."
"The hell you will, what took you guys so long to get there?" CJ snapped.
"The airport was booked. So we had to wait over three hours to get on the plane, and then it took forever to get off the plane and through the traffic."
"So, you've had a good time so far?" CJ asked, sarcastically.
"Yeah, it's been a treat," Toby rolled his eyes. "How are things there?"
"Sam quit," CJ mentioned, seriously.
"What?" Toby snapped and jumped up. "What happened?"
"I was kidding," CJ laughed. "Calm down."
"That was not funny," Toby snapped.
"What are you yelling about?" Creed walked out, wearing just his boxer shorts.
"CJ, hold on," Toby put the phone down and covered it with his hand. "Where are your night clothes?"
"I forgot them," Creed moaned. "Besides, the heaters working, so I'm okay."
"Did you want to talk to CJ?" Toby put the phone out.
"Yeah," Creed smiled and grabbed it. "Hi Aunt CJ."
"Hey little mister, how was the trip over there?"
"Long," Creed moaned. "So, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine," CJ laughed. "Are you going to get me something?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know. A gift," CJ smiled.
"I'll get you anything you want," Creed blushed.
"Why thank you," CJ smirked. "Well, you two should get some sleep. Call me tomorrow night. But make sure it's a little earlier then this."
"I promise," Creed smiled. "I love you Aunt CJ."
"I love you too pal," CJ smiled.
"Here," Creed handed the phone to Toby.
"Hey," Toby answered, still smiling at Creed's red cheeks.
"What do you have planned for tomorrow?" CJ asked.
"I thought I would take him out to the cemetery. Then just walk around."
"I know this isn't a fun vacation, but try to enjoy it while it lasts," CJ mentioned.
"I will," Toby smiled. "I'll call you tomorrow."
"Okay," CJ smiled. Then there was a short silence on the phone. "Well, get some sleep," CJ said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, you too," Toby smiled. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Toby," CJ said. She hung up.
"Well, that went well," Creed smiled.
"What's wrong with you?" Toby smiled as he took off his shirt and slipped into bed.
"I just see the love," Creed got into his own bed and looked over at Toby.
"There's no love between us. We're just friends. That's all," Toby turned off the light. "Goodnight."
"Whatever you say," Creed whispered. "Goodnight."
TBC
"Okay," Toby took a deep breath. "Seriously Sam, if something happens and you need me for something. You better call," Toby warned, looking around.
"Toby, you're going to be gone for three days," Sam moaned. "Everything will be okay. Just go and don't worry."
"Worrying is my job, Sam."
"When's your plane take off?"
"At ten," Toby looked at his watch and moaned. "Ginger took Creed back home to get packed."
"Why are you here and not with Creed?" Sam asked.
"I had to make sure everything is going to be fine here," Toby looked around.
"It's going to be fine," Leo barged in. "What are you still doing here?"
"I just…"
"No, go." Leo ordered. "The President wants you to go, I want you to go, the rest of the senior staff wants you to go. It's time to go," Leo said, pushing Toby out the door.
"Fine," Toby moaned. "Should I bring…"
"No," Leo shook his head.
"Well, should I…"
"No," Leo shook his head again.
"You don't even know what I'm going to ask," Toby whined.
"Is it about work?"
"Maybe…"
"No," Leo shook his head.
"Toby, come on," CJ ran in and grabbed his arm. "You're going to be late and we still have to pick up Creed."
"But. But," Toby looked back and noticed Leo and Sam waving at him. "Look, they need something."
"No they don't," CJ shook her head as they ran out to the car.
TOBY'S HOUSE
"What about this?" Ginger held up a tee shirt.
"Oh yeah, thanks," Creed grabbed it and put it in his suitcase. "I think I have everything I need."
"So, I think you have plenty of clothes," Ginger looked at his overfilled suitcase. "Oh, toothbrush?"
"In the bag," Creed nodded.
"Umm, what about shampoo?"
"Uncle Toby grabbed that this morning," Creed nodded.
"Well, I think everything else you needed is packed," Ginger smiled. "You excited?"
"I little," Creed grinned. "Should I be?"
"Yeah," Ginger smiled. "I think you should."
"Come on!" CJ bellowed from downstairs.
"Time to go," Ginger helped zip up the suitcase and carried it downstairs for him.
"Here," Toby reached for it, and took it from Ginger. "Thanks for helping him."
"Sure," Ginger nodded. "I'll help you load everything," Ginger said as she followed Toby out.
"So, are you getting excited?" CJ asked Creed.
"A little," Creed smiled. "I kind of wish you were coming with us."
"What, and spoil the man trip?" CJ joked. "It's three days, and once you get back, I'll be at the airport waiting."
"Can I call you?" Creed asked.
"If you want," CJ smiled and kissed Creed on the forehead. "Keep your Uncle in line."
"I will," Creed smiled, feeling his cheeks turn red after the kiss.
"Okay," Toby walked back in, breathless. "Ready?"
"I think so," Creed looked around once more. "Aunt CJ said I could call her from the hotel," Creed mentioned, before walking out.
"Well, I'll probably be calling her every night to see what idiotic thing Josh or Sam did," Toby moaned.
"Toby," CJ grabbed his arm before he could walk out. "He's nervous."
"I know," He nodded and watched as Ginger helped him in the car. "Listen, I'll call when I get in."
"Keep your mind with Creed," CJ demanded. "Don't let work bother you. We can handle it for three days."
"I know," Toby nodded. "Thanks." Toby smiled and kissed CJ gently on the cheek. "I'll see you in three days."
"Three days," CJ smiled and watch Toby walk out to the car. "These are going to be the longest three days of my life," CJ whispered to herself as Toby drove off.
PART 8
"Well, that was fun," Creed moaned sarcastically as he fell to the bed.
"Yeah, well. I didn't think we would get here at midnight," Toby fell next to him. "You're young, you're suppose to enjoy this," Toby mentioned.
"I did until we were stuck at the airport for three hours with half of DC," Creed moaned.
"Yeah," Toby moaned and closed his eyes.
"I thought you had to call Aunt CJ when we got here?" Creed looked over.
"It's midnight, I don't want to wake her up, she gets grouchy," Toby grinned. "I'll call her in the morning."
"But I wanted to say goodnight," Creed pouted. He knew it got to Toby.
"Don't pout," Toby tried to look away, but Creed got up and sat on Toby's stomach.
"But please," Creed pouted, as he grabbed Toby's face and made him look up at him. "I don't ask for much."
"Why do you do this to me?" Toby moaned.
"Because it works," Creed grinned.
"You're turning into a brat," Toby moaned and playfully tossed him to the other side of the bed.
"Yeah, I'm learning from you," Creed laughed.
"Give me the phone," Toby glared.
"Okay," Creed smiled and reached over for it. "Hey uncle?"
"What?" Toby said, taking off his shoes.
"How long have you and Aunt CJ known each other?" Creed asked.
"Don't even think about it," Toby warned, walking over to the bathroom and placed his pants on the counter.
"Don't think about what?" Creed pretended to be confused.
"You have been trying to get me together with CJ for two years," Toby messed with Creed's hair. "It's not going to work."
"I have no idea what gave you that thought," Creed said, acting confused.
"I'm sure you don't," Toby rolled his eyes and picked up the phone.
"CJ and Toby, sittin in a tree…" Creed sang as he ran into the bathroom.
"You're going to have to come out sometime!" Toby yelled.
"Yeah, but I'm younger, so I can run faster," Creed yelled from behind the bathroom door.
"Good point," Toby mumbled to himself and dialed CJ's number.
"Hmm…" CJ moaned as she picked it up.
"Did I wake you?" Toby smirked.
"Toby," CJ sat up quickly. "What time is it?"
"After midnight," Toby moaned. "Sorry I woke you, I'll call you tomorrow."
"The hell you will, what took you guys so long to get there?" CJ snapped.
"The airport was booked. So we had to wait over three hours to get on the plane, and then it took forever to get off the plane and through the traffic."
"So, you've had a good time so far?" CJ asked, sarcastically.
"Yeah, it's been a treat," Toby rolled his eyes. "How are things there?"
"Sam quit," CJ mentioned, seriously.
"What?" Toby snapped and jumped up. "What happened?"
"I was kidding," CJ laughed. "Calm down."
"That was not funny," Toby snapped.
"What are you yelling about?" Creed walked out, wearing just his boxer shorts.
"CJ, hold on," Toby put the phone down and covered it with his hand. "Where are your night clothes?"
"I forgot them," Creed moaned. "Besides, the heaters working, so I'm okay."
"Did you want to talk to CJ?" Toby put the phone out.
"Yeah," Creed smiled and grabbed it. "Hi Aunt CJ."
"Hey little mister, how was the trip over there?"
"Long," Creed moaned. "So, how are you doing?"
"I'm fine," CJ laughed. "Are you going to get me something?"
"Like what?"
"I don't know. A gift," CJ smiled.
"I'll get you anything you want," Creed blushed.
"Why thank you," CJ smirked. "Well, you two should get some sleep. Call me tomorrow night. But make sure it's a little earlier then this."
"I promise," Creed smiled. "I love you Aunt CJ."
"I love you too pal," CJ smiled.
"Here," Creed handed the phone to Toby.
"Hey," Toby answered, still smiling at Creed's red cheeks.
"What do you have planned for tomorrow?" CJ asked.
"I thought I would take him out to the cemetery. Then just walk around."
"I know this isn't a fun vacation, but try to enjoy it while it lasts," CJ mentioned.
"I will," Toby smiled. "I'll call you tomorrow."
"Okay," CJ smiled. Then there was a short silence on the phone. "Well, get some sleep," CJ said, breaking the silence.
"Yeah, you too," Toby smiled. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Toby," CJ said. She hung up.
"Well, that went well," Creed smiled.
"What's wrong with you?" Toby smiled as he took off his shirt and slipped into bed.
"I just see the love," Creed got into his own bed and looked over at Toby.
"There's no love between us. We're just friends. That's all," Toby turned off the light. "Goodnight."
"Whatever you say," Creed whispered. "Goodnight."
TBC