Title: A Late Night at Work (part 1/?)
By: adoreleo
Pairing: Leo/Margaret
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: The characters are from the NBC, WB, TV show The West Wing; they do not belong to me. They are the creation and property of Aaron Sorkin, I only borrowed them.
Feedback: I would love it hear your opinion!
Summary: Part 1 of the Feelings Reveled Series.
A Late Night at Work (part 1/?)
Leo kept stealing glances of her as she worked. He tired to recall when he first starting loving her. Was it when he was in the Cabinet and she saved his butt on a regular basis; Was it during the long days on the campaign trail when she worked so hard to support his cause; Was it because she knew exactly what he needed when the divorce papers came: Or was it the way her hair fell across her face while she worked. He had always loved her, but when did he fall in love with her? All he knew now was that he wanted her and it scared him. He had never wanted Jenny as bad as he wanted her. It was starting to interfere with his work and that too had never happened with Jenny.
They had been working on the latest state of affairs for over 16 hours now. It was fast approaching midnight and Leo was tired of trying to concentrate on work. He couldn't stop watching Margaret as she diligently worked at the table. Her hair was glowing in the low light of his office. He needed to stop watching her, but he couldn't pull his eyes off of her. That's it, he thought, and its time to leave.
Margaret was beginning to think that this day would never end, but then she realized that it would soon be tomorrow and she frowned. Once again she had spent the a good deal of the night with her boss, but not the same way that she did in her dreams. Doesn't he ever get tired of solving the country's problems?
"Come on Margaret, this can wait until tomorrow."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, lets get out of here."
"But, you haven't finished the."
"Margaret, it can wait until tomorrow. You'll been here since 6 this morning".
"Yeah and you were here before me"
"Well then, that seems like all the more reason for us to stop working now". He thought he saw a smile creep over her face. He couldn't help but give her one in return.
"Okay". What has gotten into him tonight, she thought. It's usually the other way around. She's the one who is always trying him to go home at a decent hour.
"Did you drive today?"
"Yeah"
"Well, you're not driving home by yourself this late at night".
"Leo, it wouldn't be the first time"
"Yeah, but not tonight".
"Leo, I'm perfectly cable of getting myself home safely".
"Margaret, humor an old man, please"
Margaret is walking out of his office and under her breath she whispers, "I don't think of you as old". She wonders if she will ever have the nerve to tell him she's in love with him. She has kept these feelings secret for some time now. She always tries to avoid being too close to him, fearing that her true feelings would be reveled. Now, he wants to take her home. She won't be able to get very far from him in the back of his chauffeured car.
Leo has already gotten his coat on and is in the hallway waiting for her.
"Come on Margaret, I've have Eric drop you off on my way home and we can pick you up tomorrow morning"
Margaret was just too tired to argue, "Okay, I'll get my coat".
They walk out to the waiting car. Eric jumps out to hold the door. "Good evening Miss Margaret, I see he's got you working late tonight too".
"Hi Eric, you know he couldn't get any work done without me there". Margaret smiles and gets in the car. Leo has gone around to the drivers' side and is already seated.
"Eric, we'll take Margaret home first. Also, tomorrow I need you to pick me up one half hour earlier, so that we have time to get Margaret in the morning"
"Sure thing Mr. McGarry".
"Leo, there's no reason for that. I can ride the Metro to work in the morning. The stop is only a few blocks from my apartment. There's no reason to make Eric pick you up any earlier than he already does."
"No, we'll come get you." Leo flashes her one of his famous grins. He thinks if only she would come home with me, there wouldn't be so much running around in the morning. Not to mention, she would be with him. Which is something that he dreams about at nighttime and now it's starting to invade his thoughts during the day.
Her heart melts when he grins like that. He is so handsome and sexy. What she wouldn't give to go home with him. If only he felt the same way about her. Plus, that would save Eric a lot of time in the morning and maybe she could fulfill some of her dreams. But, she puts those thoughts away. Why would he want me. I'm taller and he probably thinks I'm too young for him.
Just outside the gates and down the street from the White House, several people were waiting in the cold. They had been lingering in their stolen vehicles for quite some time now and were starting to get a little nervous. If he didn't leave work soon, they would have to dump these cars and steal more for the next try. They couldn't risk being seen in the same cars again while they waited.
Their mission had been carefully planned to the last detail and they were ready to act, but world events had gotten in their way. How much longer should they wait? Their leader, Karl, was beginning to think they should postpone their undertaking until another night. But, then it came, the signal. The target had finally left the White House grounds. The operation had now been set into motion.
The ride so far had been in silence. Both of them were tiring to avoid awkward conversation. Leo glanced down at the hand resting on the seat next to him and wished he had the courage to reach out and take it and tell the person in the car next to him how he felt about her. But, why would she be interested in someone his age with all his baggage?
Margaret wondered what was going on in his mind right now. I'm sure it's about the situation that was still not settled. Why had he wanted to go home before it was resolved? She moved her hand and she accidentally brushed against his leg. Strivers went up and down her spine. She knew her face was turning red, what was she going to do?
Leo felt her hand brush against his leg and he decided it was now or never. He couldn't hold back any longer. He reached down and put his hand over hers and said, "Margaret..". But before he could utter another word, all hell broke lose.
By: adoreleo
Pairing: Leo/Margaret
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: The characters are from the NBC, WB, TV show The West Wing; they do not belong to me. They are the creation and property of Aaron Sorkin, I only borrowed them.
Feedback: I would love it hear your opinion!
Summary: Part 1 of the Feelings Reveled Series.
A Late Night at Work (part 1/?)
Leo kept stealing glances of her as she worked. He tired to recall when he first starting loving her. Was it when he was in the Cabinet and she saved his butt on a regular basis; Was it during the long days on the campaign trail when she worked so hard to support his cause; Was it because she knew exactly what he needed when the divorce papers came: Or was it the way her hair fell across her face while she worked. He had always loved her, but when did he fall in love with her? All he knew now was that he wanted her and it scared him. He had never wanted Jenny as bad as he wanted her. It was starting to interfere with his work and that too had never happened with Jenny.
They had been working on the latest state of affairs for over 16 hours now. It was fast approaching midnight and Leo was tired of trying to concentrate on work. He couldn't stop watching Margaret as she diligently worked at the table. Her hair was glowing in the low light of his office. He needed to stop watching her, but he couldn't pull his eyes off of her. That's it, he thought, and its time to leave.
Margaret was beginning to think that this day would never end, but then she realized that it would soon be tomorrow and she frowned. Once again she had spent the a good deal of the night with her boss, but not the same way that she did in her dreams. Doesn't he ever get tired of solving the country's problems?
"Come on Margaret, this can wait until tomorrow."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, lets get out of here."
"But, you haven't finished the."
"Margaret, it can wait until tomorrow. You'll been here since 6 this morning".
"Yeah and you were here before me"
"Well then, that seems like all the more reason for us to stop working now". He thought he saw a smile creep over her face. He couldn't help but give her one in return.
"Okay". What has gotten into him tonight, she thought. It's usually the other way around. She's the one who is always trying him to go home at a decent hour.
"Did you drive today?"
"Yeah"
"Well, you're not driving home by yourself this late at night".
"Leo, it wouldn't be the first time"
"Yeah, but not tonight".
"Leo, I'm perfectly cable of getting myself home safely".
"Margaret, humor an old man, please"
Margaret is walking out of his office and under her breath she whispers, "I don't think of you as old". She wonders if she will ever have the nerve to tell him she's in love with him. She has kept these feelings secret for some time now. She always tries to avoid being too close to him, fearing that her true feelings would be reveled. Now, he wants to take her home. She won't be able to get very far from him in the back of his chauffeured car.
Leo has already gotten his coat on and is in the hallway waiting for her.
"Come on Margaret, I've have Eric drop you off on my way home and we can pick you up tomorrow morning"
Margaret was just too tired to argue, "Okay, I'll get my coat".
They walk out to the waiting car. Eric jumps out to hold the door. "Good evening Miss Margaret, I see he's got you working late tonight too".
"Hi Eric, you know he couldn't get any work done without me there". Margaret smiles and gets in the car. Leo has gone around to the drivers' side and is already seated.
"Eric, we'll take Margaret home first. Also, tomorrow I need you to pick me up one half hour earlier, so that we have time to get Margaret in the morning"
"Sure thing Mr. McGarry".
"Leo, there's no reason for that. I can ride the Metro to work in the morning. The stop is only a few blocks from my apartment. There's no reason to make Eric pick you up any earlier than he already does."
"No, we'll come get you." Leo flashes her one of his famous grins. He thinks if only she would come home with me, there wouldn't be so much running around in the morning. Not to mention, she would be with him. Which is something that he dreams about at nighttime and now it's starting to invade his thoughts during the day.
Her heart melts when he grins like that. He is so handsome and sexy. What she wouldn't give to go home with him. If only he felt the same way about her. Plus, that would save Eric a lot of time in the morning and maybe she could fulfill some of her dreams. But, she puts those thoughts away. Why would he want me. I'm taller and he probably thinks I'm too young for him.
Just outside the gates and down the street from the White House, several people were waiting in the cold. They had been lingering in their stolen vehicles for quite some time now and were starting to get a little nervous. If he didn't leave work soon, they would have to dump these cars and steal more for the next try. They couldn't risk being seen in the same cars again while they waited.
Their mission had been carefully planned to the last detail and they were ready to act, but world events had gotten in their way. How much longer should they wait? Their leader, Karl, was beginning to think they should postpone their undertaking until another night. But, then it came, the signal. The target had finally left the White House grounds. The operation had now been set into motion.
The ride so far had been in silence. Both of them were tiring to avoid awkward conversation. Leo glanced down at the hand resting on the seat next to him and wished he had the courage to reach out and take it and tell the person in the car next to him how he felt about her. But, why would she be interested in someone his age with all his baggage?
Margaret wondered what was going on in his mind right now. I'm sure it's about the situation that was still not settled. Why had he wanted to go home before it was resolved? She moved her hand and she accidentally brushed against his leg. Strivers went up and down her spine. She knew her face was turning red, what was she going to do?
Leo felt her hand brush against his leg and he decided it was now or never. He couldn't hold back any longer. He reached down and put his hand over hers and said, "Margaret..". But before he could utter another word, all hell broke lose.