Picking Up The Pieces
A/N: In case you didn't know, they aren't mine. Aaron Sorkin created them. A C.J. and Toby fic/drabble. Kind of goes with my story Finally.
He was always there to help you pick up the pieces, and you for him. He helped when your mother died, you helped when his did the same. He came and got you, rescued you so you could work for Bartlet; you helped him when his marriage fell apart. You helped each other throughout the administration.
A/N: In case you didn't know, they aren't mine. Aaron Sorkin created them. A C.J. and Toby fic/drabble. Kind of goes with my story Finally.
He was always there to help you pick up the pieces, and you for him. He helped when your mother died, you helped when his did the same. He came and got you, rescued you so you could work for Bartlet; you helped him when his marriage fell apart. You helped each other throughout the administration.
You helped when his dad came to visit and he helped when yours died. You helped him raise his children, his ex-wife's children, you helped him face her and tell her that you were together. He helped you when you felt lost and when Simon died. He always picked up the pieces for you and you picked up his.
Whatever life threw at either of you, you were always there for each other. And then he asked you to marry him. 15 years of friendship, nearly 9 years as coworkers, 2 years as a 'proper' couple and over 30 years of marriage. You always helped each other but then he was gone. You had to rely on your daughter and your friends but all you wanted was him back.