Three sets of bodies sat next to each other as the sun began to peek out above the Capitol.
One couple watched it rise.
Another pulled down the blinds and continued arguing.
The last couple sat with CNN, sipping too-hot cups of coffee, grinning like maniacs.
All six people had to be in the White House at ten o'clock, but only one couple made a move to dress, hastily. He never should have gone back to her apartment in the first place. They always ended up in an argument over something, it never changed. It never changed, but he wanted it to. It seemed she was stuck in stalemate.
The third duo had forgotten both CNN and their coffee and ended up necking on the couch, eventually rolling off onto the floor where he promptly whacked his head on the coffee table. She nursed the bump as she laid kisses slowly down his neck.
As the sun continued to peek over the bustling political city, Sam and Ainsley watched, not needing to speak, nor wanting to. Sam pulled the blanket tighter around them, he being too comfortable to leave the cocoon of Ainsley's warm body to switch on the heat.
Donna laughed as Josh pouted and held the back of his head, mumbling about being accident prone.
CJ gave Toby a weary look as she pulled her scarf tightly around her neck. She held her apartment door open for him, as a signal that they were leaving, and then locked the door behind her.
Josh drove Donna to her apartment to get changed, and Sam did the same with Ainsley. Everyone was at the White House on time, and everything seemed to be the same.
No one questioned the stupid grin on Josh's face or when he gave Sam a smirk and a high five. No one noticed that Toby's mood was a bit better, and no one saw the bite marks on CJ's neck. Nobody saw Ainsley blush when Sam brought her a salad.
Donna still didn't bring Josh coffee, but that was okay, he smiled anyway.
The End