A/N: Sorry it took so long to get this posted. And I'm sorry to say that
it's going to be a little while until my next update. Next Saturday I'm
going away for two weeks. I'll try to post another chapter before then, but
no promises. And when I get back I have a week, then band camp, then school
starts. And I still have my summer reading to do and scales to learn, so
updates may be a bit erratic for a little while. So I apologize in advance.
This one's dedicated to my beta reader, Lex Luther, for putting up with me.
Disclaimer: See chapter 1 (I think) Chapter 2
Gary shuffled through the papers the senators had given him. The meeting had lasted over two hours and he still didn't know what it had been about. Now he had to go write up a response to it.
Somebody was sitting in his office. Great, he thought, just what I need. Another meeting. Ginger must've set it up and forgot to tell me.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Gary said as he walked in, "I had this thing and—"
"No one was there. Gary blinked but the chair remained empty. He stepped outside. "Bonnie, did someone just leave here?" he asked.
"No." Bonnie replied, "Nobody's been in here."
Gary thanked her and closed his door. Maybe he'd just been seeing things. Yeah, that was it. He was just tired and his eyes were playing tricks on him. But he had been almost positive he'd seen someone. Oh well.
He sat down at his desk and spread the papers out. He'd been working for about ten minutes when it felt like, well, like someone was angry. It was so strange. It was like when you're sitting next to someone who's angry and the angriness radiates off of them, he realized. Gary kept working but after a little while it completely unnerved him and he decided that a walk sounded really good.
"Donna did you...what the hell is that?"
Donna looked up from her computer to see Josh standing in her doorway, staring at her wall with an expression of deep disgust.
"It's called art, Joshua."
"No, that's most definitely not art. I know art. That is crap."
"You don't know anything about art. It's a painting. I like it."
Josh examined the painting, vainly trying to find what made it appeal to Donna. He couldn't find it.
"It's abstract." Donna said.
"It's the ugliest thing I've ever seen."
"Did you have a reason for coming here?"
"Actually, I did. Did you arrange that meeting?"
"Bruger? I did. I'll talk to him tomorrow."
"Great. We need this."
He looked around the room and shook his head. "What have you done to this place?"
Donna looked around too. She really hadn't changed his office all that much when she moved in. aside from the painting and the absence of his clutter, it looked the same.
"Oh, by the way," Josh said, "I think it's time you got an assistant."
Donna hadn't even thought about that. She realized that for once he may be right. Her work load was getting a little heavy to do alone.
"I have some names," he continued, "if you're interested."
"Thanks." Donna said. "I'll check them out."
"They will never bring you coffee."
"I know."
"Willa brings me coffee."
"Willa has a few things to work out."
Josh turned to leave. He took one last look at the painting, shook his head, and left.
Fiona Jeremy took a swig of Diet Coke as she watched the crane park by the lot where the Capitol Building had once been. They were preparing to begin rebuilding. Fiona had heard about it on the news and decided to come check out the preparations. She was spending her summer here, interning at the Washington Post.
The crane was one of ten. Then there were dozens of dump trucks and bulldozers. They weren't building yet, wouldn't start for a few weeks. Fiona didn't know why they had all the machinery there already but she was glad to see it. It meant that they were actually doing something.
She took a last sip of her Coke and tucked it into her bag. It was time for work. She was working at a video store to pay for the room she was renting in Rosslyn. DC rates were just too high but this one was no bargain either.
As she walked down the street she passed a bookstore. In the window there was a display of new books. Among them was Bartlet For America by Danny Concannon. She was planning to buy that after work. Danny worked at the Post and she'd met him a few times. She'd also read some very good reviews about the book.
The President's motorcade passed by. Fiona watched, wondering if CJ was in any of the passing limos. She really hoped to see CJ this summer.
CJ looked out the window as the limo drove down the street. She noticed a familiar figure standing on the curb, watching the motorcade pass. It was Fiona. CJ waved, then remembered that the windows were tinted. It would be very undignified if she pounded on the window to get her attention so, disappointed, CJ sat back in her seat and continued her conversation with Gary. She'd find a way to talk to Fiona later.
TBC
Shadowesque13 – Congrats on getting your own pen name. Definitely post some West Wing fics. And thank you for offering to beta, but my beta returned. It seemed like an episode? That's one of the best compliments I've ever received. Thank you.
Lexi Lyman – She's back. Oh joy. Haha. Yes, Josh will be somewhat traumatized, but he'll be okay too.
Bartlegg – I'm going to do my best. I'm terrified. Thanks for the support.
Cait – Thanks.
AEM1 – I heard too that they are going to have this be the last year of the administration if not necessarily the last year of the show. So there's going to be no holds barred. I really hope they improve, though I'm curious to find out what will happen. I'm betting Sam's going to return and run for president. They've been foreshadowing that for about 3 seasons now.
WhiteCamellia – You too, congratulations on registering. You're going to have to post some stories so that I can read them and become the ominous music playing Reviewer From Hell!! Bwahaha! Thank you for the compliment. I'm doing my best to write a good story. Mainly so that I don't wake up to a mob with torches and pitchforks busting into my house some night.
Snowbear96 – Thanks. I hope you liked the update.
And I'm off. See you all soon.
This one's dedicated to my beta reader, Lex Luther, for putting up with me.
Disclaimer: See chapter 1 (I think) Chapter 2
Gary shuffled through the papers the senators had given him. The meeting had lasted over two hours and he still didn't know what it had been about. Now he had to go write up a response to it.
Somebody was sitting in his office. Great, he thought, just what I need. Another meeting. Ginger must've set it up and forgot to tell me.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Gary said as he walked in, "I had this thing and—"
"No one was there. Gary blinked but the chair remained empty. He stepped outside. "Bonnie, did someone just leave here?" he asked.
"No." Bonnie replied, "Nobody's been in here."
Gary thanked her and closed his door. Maybe he'd just been seeing things. Yeah, that was it. He was just tired and his eyes were playing tricks on him. But he had been almost positive he'd seen someone. Oh well.
He sat down at his desk and spread the papers out. He'd been working for about ten minutes when it felt like, well, like someone was angry. It was so strange. It was like when you're sitting next to someone who's angry and the angriness radiates off of them, he realized. Gary kept working but after a little while it completely unnerved him and he decided that a walk sounded really good.
"Donna did you...what the hell is that?"
Donna looked up from her computer to see Josh standing in her doorway, staring at her wall with an expression of deep disgust.
"It's called art, Joshua."
"No, that's most definitely not art. I know art. That is crap."
"You don't know anything about art. It's a painting. I like it."
Josh examined the painting, vainly trying to find what made it appeal to Donna. He couldn't find it.
"It's abstract." Donna said.
"It's the ugliest thing I've ever seen."
"Did you have a reason for coming here?"
"Actually, I did. Did you arrange that meeting?"
"Bruger? I did. I'll talk to him tomorrow."
"Great. We need this."
He looked around the room and shook his head. "What have you done to this place?"
Donna looked around too. She really hadn't changed his office all that much when she moved in. aside from the painting and the absence of his clutter, it looked the same.
"Oh, by the way," Josh said, "I think it's time you got an assistant."
Donna hadn't even thought about that. She realized that for once he may be right. Her work load was getting a little heavy to do alone.
"I have some names," he continued, "if you're interested."
"Thanks." Donna said. "I'll check them out."
"They will never bring you coffee."
"I know."
"Willa brings me coffee."
"Willa has a few things to work out."
Josh turned to leave. He took one last look at the painting, shook his head, and left.
Fiona Jeremy took a swig of Diet Coke as she watched the crane park by the lot where the Capitol Building had once been. They were preparing to begin rebuilding. Fiona had heard about it on the news and decided to come check out the preparations. She was spending her summer here, interning at the Washington Post.
The crane was one of ten. Then there were dozens of dump trucks and bulldozers. They weren't building yet, wouldn't start for a few weeks. Fiona didn't know why they had all the machinery there already but she was glad to see it. It meant that they were actually doing something.
She took a last sip of her Coke and tucked it into her bag. It was time for work. She was working at a video store to pay for the room she was renting in Rosslyn. DC rates were just too high but this one was no bargain either.
As she walked down the street she passed a bookstore. In the window there was a display of new books. Among them was Bartlet For America by Danny Concannon. She was planning to buy that after work. Danny worked at the Post and she'd met him a few times. She'd also read some very good reviews about the book.
The President's motorcade passed by. Fiona watched, wondering if CJ was in any of the passing limos. She really hoped to see CJ this summer.
CJ looked out the window as the limo drove down the street. She noticed a familiar figure standing on the curb, watching the motorcade pass. It was Fiona. CJ waved, then remembered that the windows were tinted. It would be very undignified if she pounded on the window to get her attention so, disappointed, CJ sat back in her seat and continued her conversation with Gary. She'd find a way to talk to Fiona later.
TBC
Shadowesque13 – Congrats on getting your own pen name. Definitely post some West Wing fics. And thank you for offering to beta, but my beta returned. It seemed like an episode? That's one of the best compliments I've ever received. Thank you.
Lexi Lyman – She's back. Oh joy. Haha. Yes, Josh will be somewhat traumatized, but he'll be okay too.
Bartlegg – I'm going to do my best. I'm terrified. Thanks for the support.
Cait – Thanks.
AEM1 – I heard too that they are going to have this be the last year of the administration if not necessarily the last year of the show. So there's going to be no holds barred. I really hope they improve, though I'm curious to find out what will happen. I'm betting Sam's going to return and run for president. They've been foreshadowing that for about 3 seasons now.
WhiteCamellia – You too, congratulations on registering. You're going to have to post some stories so that I can read them and become the ominous music playing Reviewer From Hell!! Bwahaha! Thank you for the compliment. I'm doing my best to write a good story. Mainly so that I don't wake up to a mob with torches and pitchforks busting into my house some night.
Snowbear96 – Thanks. I hope you liked the update.
And I'm off. See you all soon.