TITLE: The Ziegler Conspiracy. (6/?)
AUTHOR: Melissa Orr
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them, never will.
PART 6
"Are you insane?" Toby asked again.
"Can you lower your voice? Unless you want to spread this around?" Ann smiled.
"You think this is funny?" Toby snapped. "Why did you do this?"
"Do what?" Ann shrugged, but with a grin.
"CJ's pissed at me because I made her a promise and she thinks I broke it!"
"What is this? High school? Look, CJ gets pissed off at you if you walk down the hall. I was bored last night and decided to have some fun," Ann said.
"By messing my life up. CJ's my best friend, and now she thinks I slept with the enemy," Toby yelled.
OUTSIDE
CJ noticed everyone was out of the outer office when she walked in. She could hear Toby yelling even before she got into the building. She walked up to the closed door and put her ear up to it.
INSIDE
"I told you to stay away from me," Toby snapped. "And then you do this."
"Toby, I love messing with your guys heads," Ann smiled. "It's re-election time," She said as she sat down.
"You're not going public about this, are you?" Toby asked.
"No," Ann shook her head.
"So, you did this just to get to CJ?"
"And you," Ann leaned forward. "I told you. You're the bowling ball, and everyone you work with are the pins. Piss me off again, I'll call Danny again."
"Are you saying if something doesn't go your way, you'll tell the press that we slept together?" Toby asked, outraged.
"Yes," Ann said simply. "CJ already knows, and I'm pretty sure everyone else in the staff will know too."
"This is wrong," Toby said. "And it's low."
"It's politics."
"No, this is for game. You think messing my friendship us with CJ will get Ritchie elected, then think again. This is small compared to the things we've had to deal with in the past four years."
"The White House can't function when the Press Secretary and the Communications Director are pissed at each other. CJ won't even talk with you now."
"Because she thinks we slept together last night!"
"Well, it did look that way," Ann smirked. "Honestly, I didn't think it was going to work."
"You're sick," Toby shook his head. "And you'll lose this election."
"I won't lose," Ann stood. "Ritchie will win election and you'll be out in the street."
"Ann."
"I have work to do," Ann stopped him. "If you excuse me."
OUTSIDE
CJ wanted to barge in and kill Ann with her bare hands, but something in her held her back. There was a way to get Ann Stark back, and she knew exactly how to do it.
CJ could hear Toby walking towards the door, so she darted off.
"This won't work," Toby said, before leaving.
"It already has," Ann smiled.
Toby walked out of the office, holding all his anger in. He was amazed how well it was working. He usually exploded in front of the people who were making him mad, but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction.
Toby walked out of the building and noticed someone leaning against his car. She had her back facing him, so Toby didn't know who it was.
"Get away from my car!" Toby snapped. Just then, she turned around. "CJ?"
"Do you have a gun?" CJ asked, simply.
"No," Toby answered confused.
"Then I guess Ann lives another day," CJ shrugged her disappointment.
"You heard?"
"The last of it. I got stuck in traffic."
"I didn't sleep with her," Toby said.
"I know," CJ nodded. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you."
"I guess it did look bad," Toby smiled weakly.
"Just a little," CJ smirked and grabbed his hand. "The President probably wants us to get back for breakfast."
"Yeah," Toby smiled and opened the car door for CJ.
"I have a plan," CJ mentioned. "She'll pay."
"What's your plan?" Toby asked as he got in the car himself.
"Just trust me," CJ smiled and grabbed her cell phone. She punched in a number and waited for someone the answer. "Yes, this is CJ Cregg. I need to speak with Henry Anderson."
"What are you up too?" Toby smiled.
"No one messes with me and gets away with it," CJ smiled.
RESTAURANT
"That was good," Sam said.
"Where the hell are they?" Jed asked again, looking at his watch. "Their food is cold."
"I'm sure they'll be here," Sam nodded.
Jed and Sam sat there and looked at each other.
"This reminds me when I had to have a candlelight dinner with Leo," Jed moaned.
"You had a candlelight dinner with Leo?" Sam asked.
"Don't ask," Jed warned.
"Sorry," CJ and Toby barged in.
"Your food is cold and I won't allow anyone to warm it up for you," Jed snapped.
"Okay," CJ smiled over at Sam. "How is it?"
"The eggs are good," Sam nodded. "So, you two make up?"
"Yes," Toby smiled. "What is this?" Toby looked at his plate.
"I got bored and experimented with your food," Jed mentioned.
"Okay," Toby hesitated but started eating it.
"Sam and I were talking about the meeting with Ritchie later on today."
"Yeah, we need to cancel that," CJ mentioned.
"Why?" Jed asked.
"Because we want you to meet with Henry Anderson," CJ smiled.
"Why?" Jed glared.
"We need a little favor," Toby mentioned. "Tell them?" He looked over at CJ.
"Tell me what?"
"Our plan," CJ smiled.
TBC
PART 6
"Are you insane?" Toby asked again.
"Can you lower your voice? Unless you want to spread this around?" Ann smiled.
"You think this is funny?" Toby snapped. "Why did you do this?"
"Do what?" Ann shrugged, but with a grin.
"CJ's pissed at me because I made her a promise and she thinks I broke it!"
"What is this? High school? Look, CJ gets pissed off at you if you walk down the hall. I was bored last night and decided to have some fun," Ann said.
"By messing my life up. CJ's my best friend, and now she thinks I slept with the enemy," Toby yelled.
OUTSIDE
CJ noticed everyone was out of the outer office when she walked in. She could hear Toby yelling even before she got into the building. She walked up to the closed door and put her ear up to it.
INSIDE
"I told you to stay away from me," Toby snapped. "And then you do this."
"Toby, I love messing with your guys heads," Ann smiled. "It's re-election time," She said as she sat down.
"You're not going public about this, are you?" Toby asked.
"No," Ann shook her head.
"So, you did this just to get to CJ?"
"And you," Ann leaned forward. "I told you. You're the bowling ball, and everyone you work with are the pins. Piss me off again, I'll call Danny again."
"Are you saying if something doesn't go your way, you'll tell the press that we slept together?" Toby asked, outraged.
"Yes," Ann said simply. "CJ already knows, and I'm pretty sure everyone else in the staff will know too."
"This is wrong," Toby said. "And it's low."
"It's politics."
"No, this is for game. You think messing my friendship us with CJ will get Ritchie elected, then think again. This is small compared to the things we've had to deal with in the past four years."
"The White House can't function when the Press Secretary and the Communications Director are pissed at each other. CJ won't even talk with you now."
"Because she thinks we slept together last night!"
"Well, it did look that way," Ann smirked. "Honestly, I didn't think it was going to work."
"You're sick," Toby shook his head. "And you'll lose this election."
"I won't lose," Ann stood. "Ritchie will win election and you'll be out in the street."
"Ann."
"I have work to do," Ann stopped him. "If you excuse me."
OUTSIDE
CJ wanted to barge in and kill Ann with her bare hands, but something in her held her back. There was a way to get Ann Stark back, and she knew exactly how to do it.
CJ could hear Toby walking towards the door, so she darted off.
"This won't work," Toby said, before leaving.
"It already has," Ann smiled.
Toby walked out of the office, holding all his anger in. He was amazed how well it was working. He usually exploded in front of the people who were making him mad, but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction.
Toby walked out of the building and noticed someone leaning against his car. She had her back facing him, so Toby didn't know who it was.
"Get away from my car!" Toby snapped. Just then, she turned around. "CJ?"
"Do you have a gun?" CJ asked, simply.
"No," Toby answered confused.
"Then I guess Ann lives another day," CJ shrugged her disappointment.
"You heard?"
"The last of it. I got stuck in traffic."
"I didn't sleep with her," Toby said.
"I know," CJ nodded. "I'm sorry I didn't believe you."
"I guess it did look bad," Toby smiled weakly.
"Just a little," CJ smirked and grabbed his hand. "The President probably wants us to get back for breakfast."
"Yeah," Toby smiled and opened the car door for CJ.
"I have a plan," CJ mentioned. "She'll pay."
"What's your plan?" Toby asked as he got in the car himself.
"Just trust me," CJ smiled and grabbed her cell phone. She punched in a number and waited for someone the answer. "Yes, this is CJ Cregg. I need to speak with Henry Anderson."
"What are you up too?" Toby smiled.
"No one messes with me and gets away with it," CJ smiled.
RESTAURANT
"That was good," Sam said.
"Where the hell are they?" Jed asked again, looking at his watch. "Their food is cold."
"I'm sure they'll be here," Sam nodded.
Jed and Sam sat there and looked at each other.
"This reminds me when I had to have a candlelight dinner with Leo," Jed moaned.
"You had a candlelight dinner with Leo?" Sam asked.
"Don't ask," Jed warned.
"Sorry," CJ and Toby barged in.
"Your food is cold and I won't allow anyone to warm it up for you," Jed snapped.
"Okay," CJ smiled over at Sam. "How is it?"
"The eggs are good," Sam nodded. "So, you two make up?"
"Yes," Toby smiled. "What is this?" Toby looked at his plate.
"I got bored and experimented with your food," Jed mentioned.
"Okay," Toby hesitated but started eating it.
"Sam and I were talking about the meeting with Ritchie later on today."
"Yeah, we need to cancel that," CJ mentioned.
"Why?" Jed asked.
"Because we want you to meet with Henry Anderson," CJ smiled.
"Why?" Jed glared.
"We need a little favor," Toby mentioned. "Tell them?" He looked over at CJ.
"Tell me what?"
"Our plan," CJ smiled.
TBC