"We're missing something," Kate mused as she stared at the large chart taped to the wall in her living room.

"No kidding," Noah agreed as he paced in front of another chart drawn on the large white board propped against the wall. Giving up his pacing he flopped down on the couch next to Kate. It was Sunday so they hadn't gone into the office to work. Instead they'd worked through the night in the living room turned war room in Kate's apartment, but they were no closer to finding the source of the West Virginia White Pride's financing. "Where's the remote?" he asked as he reached into the couch cushions searching for the missing device.

"You want to watch TV?" Kate asked with more than a hint of exasperation.

"Uncle Danny and Sara are going to be guests on 'Meet the Press' this morning," Noah explained as he dug deeper into the cushions.

Kate began rifling through the papers strewn across her coffee table as she asked, "How's Sara handling that?"

"She called last night while you were out getting groceries," Noah said. "She was freaking out."

"So?" Kate asked looking up. The way he said it made her think there was a story there.

"So she's freaking out about having to go on camera, and then I hear Billy say he knows how they can relieve some tension," Noah replied with an amused look on his face.

"And?" she asked as she began to chuckle. Kate had some idea where this was going. Everyone in the family had heard about the kiss in the middle of admittance at GWUH.

"There was silence and then a dial tone," Noah said as he wiggled his eyebrows comically.

Kate snickered. "I guess they figured it out then," she said.

"Yeah, they've already moved in together," Noah said as he got down on hands and knees to search under the couch for the missing remote control.

"Hey, that reminds me. You never did tell me who else needs to get a clue," Kate reminded him.

Noah stilled. He was glad his face was hidden from her as he knelt on the floor because if she'd been able to see his expression the question would have been moot. As he tried to figure out how to answer her, Noah spotted the remote control on the floor under the couch. "Found it!" he said loudly. He turned on the television and settled beside her nearly breathing a sigh of relief as the familiar logo of the Sunday morning news program came on the screen.

"Today on Meet the Press, we'll be speaking with Washington Times editor Danny Concannon and Washington Times reporter Sara Lyman about their ongoing series of articles on the mecca of the skinhead movement in America, the Newseum in Rosslyn, Virginia," Jacquelyn Radel said into the camera. "Sara, you have a very personal interest in the history of the Newseum. Tell us about it?" Radel asked.

"The event that created this...alter of hate at the Newseum was the shooting thirty-two years ago that injured President Bartlet and several others," Sara explained. "My father was among those shot that night."

"You also have ties to that incident, Danny?"

"I was a White House reporter at the time," Danny replied. "I wasn't there that night, but I knew most of those that were."

"You recently interviewed your parents about the shooting, Sara. How difficult was that?"

"I think it was a healing experience for all of us," Sara responded. "There were things my parents had never talked to each other about concerning that night, and I had never asked them about it before."

"Why not?"

"It's a sensitive subject in my family," Sara admitted. "And we're not ones to dwell on the past. I think it's something they learned from Grandpa Jed. President Bartlet. Dad and Mom said he was always asking 'What's next?'"

Danny chuckled at the memory. "Yeah, it drove them nuts during the first campaign. That and the fact that he couldn't remember their names half the time," he recalled.

"He couldn't remember their names?" Radel asked in surprise.

Sara smiled. "Grandpa Jed didn't really want to be President when he was running that first time," Sara told her fellow reporter. "He wanted to raise the level of debate. He didn't think he had a chance of actually winning. It was one of the reasons he kept the MS to himself. So he did a lot of things sub-consciously to, I guess, drive home the point that they weren't going to win. Never remembering their names being one of them."

"What else did he do to his campaign staff?" Radel asked.

Danny's chuckles turned into laughter at that point. "You ever been on a bus for five hours listening to a lecture on the economy of ancient Mongolia?" he asked. "I survived that one. Your dad was being punished for something that time, if I remember right" he told Sara.

"Why doesn't that surprise me? When he broke his hip I sat through the grossest three hour lecture on hip replacement in his hospital room," Sara reminisced. "Mom must have told him that I was failing biology."

"Whenever Leo wanted to punish someone they got assigned the seat next to Jed," Danny explained to Radel. "And of course, he knew what Leo was doing so he'd pull the most archaic boring subject you'd ever heard of out of thin air and proceed to lecture on it for several hours..."

Noah switched off the television as Radel thanked Danny and Sara for their appearance.

"So," Kate drawled. "Who else needs to get a clue?"

Noah didn't know what to do so he turned and touched his lips to hers. As soon as their lips met, Noah knew he was lost. He deepened the kiss as he brought his hand to the back of her head and cupped the other at her waist to hold her to him. Kate's eyes widened at his sudden move, but she didn't resist. She let herself melt into the kiss enjoying the taste of him in her mouth. They stayed like that for several minutes before the wheels began spinning in her head, and she broke the kiss in a way Noah couldn't have expected...with her knee. Noah gasped in pain as Kate pushed him away from her with enough force to send him to the floor where he knocked his head on the coffee table.

"You JERK!" she screamed at him. "What the hell are you playing at?"

"Kate..." he rasped as he lay curled in a ball on the floor of her living room cupping the injured part of his anatomy. "I love you, Kate."

"You're just deciding this now?" she yelled as she stood over him. "Damn you, Noah Lyman!" With that Kate grabbed her purse and keys and swept from the room leaving him on the floor where he fell.

Forty minutes later after driving around aimlessly for almost half an hour, Kate found herself opening the door to her parent's home. "Mom!" she yelled through her tears. "Daddy?"

"Kate?" she heard her father call from inside his home office just before the door opened. Toby took one look at his oldest daughter and opened his arms to envelope her in his embrace as he hurried towards her. "What happened, sweetheart? Are you alright?" he asked. He heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs as C.J. joined them in the living room. She quickly joined him in holding their daughter as she cried. Toby let C.J. transfer their daughter to her own embrace as Kate continued to sob. They didn't say anything at first knowing Kate needed to let her tears fall before she could tell them what was wrong. "Tell us what happened," he asked as he rubbed her back comfortingly.

"Noah..." Kate sobbed into her mother's shoulder. "He kissed me...and...and then...then..." Kate tried to explain through her tears. It was enough of an explanation for Toby though. He had the name of the man who'd hurt his baby. He left Kate to C.J. and grabbed the keys from the table in the hall. 'I don't care if he's Josh and Donna's son. I'm going to break that kid in two,' Toby thought as he got behind the wheel of his car and pulled out towards Kate's condo.

Meanwhile, C.J. had finally managed to calm Kate enough to get an intelligent sentence from her.

"What happened after he kissed you, Kate?" C.J. asked. "Did he...did he hurt you?"

Kate gaped at her mother. "Hurt me? Noah?" she asked. "No, of course not! He said he's in love with me."

"Then what happened?" C.J. asked thoroughly confused at this point.

"He curled up in a ball on the floor," Kate mumbled so quietly C.J. thought she must have misunderstood.

"He...why was he on the floor?" C.J. questioned.

"I..." Kate blushed and wouldn't look her mother in the eye.

"You didn't!" C.J. demanded.

"Oh, Mom!" Kate moaned miserably. "I kneed him in the groin, and then I pushed him off the couch. And he hit his head on the coffee table. I panicked. There we were watching 'Meet the Press' and then he's kissing me. I got scared."

"Noah certainly has his father's luck with women," C.J. murmured as she rubbed Kate on the back. "It'll be alright. Why did you get scared?"

"Because this is Noah!" Kate told her mother as if that should explain everything.

Which in a way it did, but C.J. wanted to hear Kate admit it aloud. "So?" she asked. "You've kissed plenty of men, Kate. You've done more than kiss men. You know how to handle yourself. Why did kissing Noah scare you?" 'C'mon Kate. Take the bait,' C.J. thought as she watched her daughter try to come up with an answer.

"Because....because," Kate stuttered.

"Because?" C.J. questioned.

"Because I love him, too" Kate whimpered as she buried her head in her hands. "And now I've ruined it!" she wailed.

"It hasn't even really started yet," C.J. said placing special emphasis on the first word. "You two will screw up plenty more times than this before you get it right."

"What if he's changed his mind?" Kate asked. "Oh God, Mom! He kissed me and I kneed him in the groin! Then I ran out and left him writhing on the floor."

"He'll forgive you," C.J. assured her daughter as she bit the inside of her cheek to keep form laughing at the picture her daughter had just painted in her mind. 'Noah is definitely his father's son!' C.J. thought with a mental laugh.

"How can you be so sure?" Kate demanded.

"Because he's Josh and Donna's son," C.J. said. "Weird, mixed up courtships are in his blood. This isn't even a blip on the radar compared to what they put each other through."

Kate laughed at her mother's explanation.

"Dry your eyes," C.J. ordered. "Then we'll fix your make-up, and you can go home and work it out with Noah."

Kate nodded before something finally dawned on her. "Where's Dad?" she asked.

Their eye's met and in unison they said, "Oh, shit!"