Previously: Toby took too many pain pills. Sam and Ainsley drag him to his
office. Leo comes in and wants to know what's going on. Sam and Josh lie
for their friend, yet Leo doesn't believe them. Josh and Sam drop Toby to
the floor and go out for coffee, leaving Toby there sleeping and drooling.
Part 10
"Ginger, where's Toby?" CJ asked, walking into the bullpen.
"He's occupied," Ginger said calmly.
"With what?" CJ tilted her head.
"Umm.He's in there with Sam," Ginger mentioned.
"Ginger, where's the file on Goodman?" Sam walked in and asked. "Hey CJ."
"I thought Sam was in with Toby?" CJ glared at Ginger, who was now sulking in her chair.
"I thought," Ginger shrugged.
"I'm going in," CJ started to walk in.
"CJ!" Sam yelled, which caused CJ to jump.
"What?" CJ screamed.
"Umm.Didn't Josh want to see you about something?" Sam asked.
"About what?"
"A thing," Sam shrugged.
"What the hell is going on here?" CJ snapped.
"Hey," Josh walked in smiling, until he saw CJ's face. "See ya!" Josh said quickly and took off.
"Can I go in now?" CJ asked. "He hung up on me this morning, and I would like to know why."
"He's sick," Sam mentioned.
"With what? He answered the phone this morning, and the last thing I heard was, 'It talks'."
"He ate bad food last night," Ginger jumped in.
"What did he eat?" CJ asked.
"Fish," Ginger whispered loudly.
"Well, why would he eat fish? He hates fish!" CJ snapped and threw open the door. "What the hell?" CJ asked while slamming it before Sam could walk in. "Toby!" CJ kicked him in the side to move him over to his back.
"Hmm." Toby moaned.
"You look attractive," CJ smirked. "I didn't think a person could drool that much."
"Where am I?" Toby grabbed his head. "I need aspirin."
"What they hell happened Toby?" CJ asked, sitting down on the couch.
"I hurt my ankle. And that's the last thing I remember," Toby sat up, and then heard a rip. "What was that?"
"Looks like the back of that little suit you're wearing just ripped," CJ said simply.
"What am I wearing?" Toby looked down. "It feels like Sam's clothes again."
"Toby, you look like hell," CJ brushed Toby's face. "And you're face is all red."
"I think I was dropped a few times this morning," Toby nodded. "What time is it?"
"After three."
"In the afternoon?" Toby finally looked at her.
"You still have the earring," CJ smiled and started playing with it.
"Stop," Toby said, unenthusiastically.
"What's happening to you?" CJ shook her head.
"I'm having a bad couple of days," Toby moaned. "Why am I still on the floor?"
"Because I'm too lazy to help you up," CJ smiled.
"Okay," Toby nodded. "I need aspirin," Toby moaned, grabbing his head again.
"I'll go get some. And then we're leaving."
"Where are we going?" Toby asked.
"My place," CJ nodded and walked out.
"How is he?" Sam asked.
"What the hell did Ainsley do to him?" CJ asked, but didn't wait around for an answer.
"Toby," Sam rushed in. "How are you feeling?" Sam asked.
"Sam, I don't remember a lot, but how the hell did I get in your clothes again?" Toby asked.
"You ripped my suit!" Sam snapped.
"I have a headache Sam, can you shut up!"
"Sorry," Sam sat next to him. "How's your ankle?"
"It hurts," Toby moaned and leaned his head against his couch.
"You want to stay with me tonight. I'll tell Ainsley to go away," Sam offered.
"Thanks Sam," Toby nodded his appreciation. "But I have a place to stay."
"Where?"
"CJ's." Toby mentioned.
"Here," CJ walked in and handed Toby a glass of water and some aspirin.
"Thank you," Toby smiled and took the pills.
"We told Leo you came down with something this morning, and that you were sleeping."
"Yeah?"
"He told us just to keep you in here and we'll take care of the meetings," Sam nodded.
"Why don't I take you to my place?" CJ offered.
"It's too early," Toby mentioned.
"So, I'll take you over there and come back to do the final briefing. And don't argue," CJ warned.
"Fine."
TBC
Part 10
"Ginger, where's Toby?" CJ asked, walking into the bullpen.
"He's occupied," Ginger said calmly.
"With what?" CJ tilted her head.
"Umm.He's in there with Sam," Ginger mentioned.
"Ginger, where's the file on Goodman?" Sam walked in and asked. "Hey CJ."
"I thought Sam was in with Toby?" CJ glared at Ginger, who was now sulking in her chair.
"I thought," Ginger shrugged.
"I'm going in," CJ started to walk in.
"CJ!" Sam yelled, which caused CJ to jump.
"What?" CJ screamed.
"Umm.Didn't Josh want to see you about something?" Sam asked.
"About what?"
"A thing," Sam shrugged.
"What the hell is going on here?" CJ snapped.
"Hey," Josh walked in smiling, until he saw CJ's face. "See ya!" Josh said quickly and took off.
"Can I go in now?" CJ asked. "He hung up on me this morning, and I would like to know why."
"He's sick," Sam mentioned.
"With what? He answered the phone this morning, and the last thing I heard was, 'It talks'."
"He ate bad food last night," Ginger jumped in.
"What did he eat?" CJ asked.
"Fish," Ginger whispered loudly.
"Well, why would he eat fish? He hates fish!" CJ snapped and threw open the door. "What the hell?" CJ asked while slamming it before Sam could walk in. "Toby!" CJ kicked him in the side to move him over to his back.
"Hmm." Toby moaned.
"You look attractive," CJ smirked. "I didn't think a person could drool that much."
"Where am I?" Toby grabbed his head. "I need aspirin."
"What they hell happened Toby?" CJ asked, sitting down on the couch.
"I hurt my ankle. And that's the last thing I remember," Toby sat up, and then heard a rip. "What was that?"
"Looks like the back of that little suit you're wearing just ripped," CJ said simply.
"What am I wearing?" Toby looked down. "It feels like Sam's clothes again."
"Toby, you look like hell," CJ brushed Toby's face. "And you're face is all red."
"I think I was dropped a few times this morning," Toby nodded. "What time is it?"
"After three."
"In the afternoon?" Toby finally looked at her.
"You still have the earring," CJ smiled and started playing with it.
"Stop," Toby said, unenthusiastically.
"What's happening to you?" CJ shook her head.
"I'm having a bad couple of days," Toby moaned. "Why am I still on the floor?"
"Because I'm too lazy to help you up," CJ smiled.
"Okay," Toby nodded. "I need aspirin," Toby moaned, grabbing his head again.
"I'll go get some. And then we're leaving."
"Where are we going?" Toby asked.
"My place," CJ nodded and walked out.
"How is he?" Sam asked.
"What the hell did Ainsley do to him?" CJ asked, but didn't wait around for an answer.
"Toby," Sam rushed in. "How are you feeling?" Sam asked.
"Sam, I don't remember a lot, but how the hell did I get in your clothes again?" Toby asked.
"You ripped my suit!" Sam snapped.
"I have a headache Sam, can you shut up!"
"Sorry," Sam sat next to him. "How's your ankle?"
"It hurts," Toby moaned and leaned his head against his couch.
"You want to stay with me tonight. I'll tell Ainsley to go away," Sam offered.
"Thanks Sam," Toby nodded his appreciation. "But I have a place to stay."
"Where?"
"CJ's." Toby mentioned.
"Here," CJ walked in and handed Toby a glass of water and some aspirin.
"Thank you," Toby smiled and took the pills.
"We told Leo you came down with something this morning, and that you were sleeping."
"Yeah?"
"He told us just to keep you in here and we'll take care of the meetings," Sam nodded.
"Why don't I take you to my place?" CJ offered.
"It's too early," Toby mentioned.
"So, I'll take you over there and come back to do the final briefing. And don't argue," CJ warned.
"Fine."
TBC