A/N: Sorry for the long delay, but i lost my inspiration. I'll try and post more soon.
Donna's intercom bleeped.
"Yes." Donna replied.
"I have Charlie Young on the phone; the President has a couple of hours free and was wondering if you had some time."
"Tell Charlie I need to return a phone call and I will be there in ten minutes."
"Okay. Thank you." She switched off the intercom and picked up the phone and dialled the number.
"Hey Charlie." Donna said as she entered the outer Oval Office.
"Donna, you can go straight in. He's set up the board already. I was just praying he didn't beg me to play with him."
"Thanks Charlie. I asked Helen to put any important calls through here. There shouldn't be any but just in case."
"I'll take care of it." Charlie replied. Donna crossed to the door and knock.
"Enter." The President called.
"Mr President." Donna said brightly.
"Donnatella Moss, come in and take a seat and prepared to be beaten."
"Yes sir."
"You don't mind me calling you Donnatella do you?" He asked.
"No sir. It's usually only my mother when she calls to complain that I never go home anymore and Josh, when he's being Josh."
"Is see. By the way how are the arrangements for Leo's birthday present coming?"
"It's all arranged apart from the time for delivery. It will take at least an hour to unload and put in place because they have it wrapped in cheese cloth. It will depend on what time we can arrange for Leo to leave the night before."
"I believe Mallory is arranging for him to see a concert at the Kennedy Center that night. So he should leave early. But I will make sure he leaves before midnight barring international crisis."
"Yes sir."
"Let's get this game started before someone decides to try and blow up the Golden Gate Bridge again."
"Yes sir." Donna agreed.
"Mr President." Charlie said when he entered a little over an hour later. "I'm sorry to interrupt."
"That's fine Charlie, what is it?" The President asked.
"Mrs Bartlett is on the phone." Charlie replied.
"Excuse me Donna while I talk to my wife." Jed stood.
"I'm sorry sir but the call is for Donna." Charlie corrected.
"I see."
"Mr President if you'll excuse me I'll take this at Charlie's desk."
"Take it here and put it on speaker phone." Jed instructed.
"Yes sir." Donna said walking over to his phone.
"Line three." Charlie supplied.
"Thank you Charlie." Donna answered the phone. "Mrs Bartlett."
"Donna, I didn't drag you away from anything did I?" Abbey inquired.
"I was just playing trivial pursuits with the President."
"How is my jackass of a husband?" Abbey inquired.
"Ma'am ..."
"Abigail." Jed said.
"We're in the oval office and on speaker phone." Donna finished.
"Jethro." Abbey said. "I called to talk to Donna."
"And not to me sweetcheeks I'm offended." Donna could see from his face he was joking.
"Forgive us if we ignore you for a few moments." Abbey said. "Donna did you come up with a plan?"
"Yes ma'am. How do you feel about dinner?"
"Dinner? I'm quite partial to the meal."
"I meant maybe an awareness dinner, a fundraiser if you will to promote the cause."
"Just who were you planning on inviting to this dinner?" Abbey asked.
"The Senate and depending on the room the House too."
"You want to invite the entire US government to dinner?" Abbey questioned.
"Yes ma'am, complete bipartisanship. Show them that we don't care whether they are Democrats or Republican, or whether they voted with us, this issue is more important. We're going to raise awareness. It will get lots of inches of press which is what we need and we leak who refuses to come if they are being petty about it."
"You worked with Josh for way too long." Abbey smiled. "But it's an inspired idea, figure out the details and we'll talk when I get back."
"Yes ma'am." Donna smiled.
"Donna."
"Yes ma'am?"
"What kind of face is my husband pulling right now?" Abbey asked.
"I think he's wondering why he didn't think of this before and that he wants an invitation, it's either that or he's just decided to carpet bomb Libya I can't tell." Donna replied.
"I'd go with the first one if he's got time to play Trivial Pursuits. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"Yes ma'am." Donna agreed.
"Jethro we'll talk later." Abbey said before the dial tone sounded.
TBC
