A/N: Okay, you guys made some comments in your reviews like, a random woman couldn't get into the Oval Office, let alone the White House or... what does Ainsley do when Sam is at meetings all day long... that last chapter came up really fast and I haven't had time to really sit down and think things out because of stupid school. There's a reason for the woman and I'll start writing some more about Ainsley. I'm sorry this has been a while since I last updated but school is crazy and I rarely find time to write anymore.

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"I didn't do anything did I?" Sam asked, watching Ainsley pack. She laughed and shook her head.

"I have to go give a lecture up at Harvard." she said.

"Why do you get to leave?"

"Because I've had this planned for weeks and there is no threats being made towards me."

"But I've had various meetings that I've had to cancel. Why not just stick a bunch of secret service agents on me?"

"What if there's a sniper attack by this guy?" Ainsley suggested.

"That can happen any day. I don't see why everyone is making such a big fuss over this guy. He hasn't even done anything to me." Sam said.

"Yet."

"Well aren't you optimistic."

Ainsley flashed Sam a smile over her shoulder.

"I'm going to have a pack of Secret Service agents on me at all times." she said.

"What makes you so different from me?"

"Sam, they're just making sure you don't get assassinated."

"You know that's like... the downfall with this job." he said, making Ainsley laugh. "When are you going?"

"Tomorrow."

"Thanks for the short notice."

"Stop being a baby. Make sure you take care of Gracie. I don't want to come back and find her dead or uneducated."

"How long are you going to be gone?"

"Tomorrow to Sunday." Ainsley replied.

"That's... three days."

"You can count. I'm so proud!"

"Ha ha."

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Gracie gave some various people greetings as she made her way towards the Oval Office.

"Hey Bridget." she smiled. Sam's assistant looked up and smiled.

"Hey."

"Is my dad busy?"

"Um... he should be getting out of his meeting in a few minutes if you want to hang around." Bridget said.

"Thanks." Gracie nodded. She sighed and tapped her fingers on the desk in front of her, smiling at staffers as they walked by. Finally, the door to the Oval Office opened and two men and Sam walked out, all of whom were laughing.

"Just remember what I told you Jack." Sam smiled.

"Thank you sir." Jack nodded. The two men gave their good-byes and Sam saw Gracie.

"Hey. What's going on?"

"Nothing. I was bored. Are you busy?"

"No. Actually for once I'm not." Sam grinned. "Come on in."

He closed the door behind Gracie and sat down behind his desk.

"So what's up?"

"There's a movie coming out and Dana wanted to go."

"When?"

"Next Saturday."

"There's a birthday party for one of the senators at The Hilton on Saturday." Sam said.

"Do I have to go?" Gracie asked.

"I suppose not." Sam muttered, his eyes staring at a piece of paper. "Just... you have to have an agent with you."

"I know. I've gone through this before. When do you start campaigning?"

Sam looked up.

"I have been."

"I meant going on the road."

"Soon. Why?"

"Can I come?"

"When we go in the summer. You can't miss that much of school."

"I don't like school."

"Why not?"

"Just stuff..." Gracie trailed her fingers along the edge of the desk and Sam stared at her.

"Is this a female thing?" he asked hesitantly. These were the times he wished he had a son.

"Ew no! It's just... gruelling."

"Try running a country." Sam quipped. "You're fourteen."

"It's hard!" Gracie whined. "And everyone thinks I'm a spoiled brat."

"Probably because you are," Josh said, walking in.

"I came in here to ask if someone could help me with my math homework." Gracie said, ignoring Josh's comment. "Daddy?"

"Yeah. Go get your stuff." Sam yawned. Gracie ran out and Josh looked at Sam, who was rubbing his eyes.

"You okay?"

"Yeah. I'm just tired."

"Didn't you sleep?"

"No. Not really. I... when Ainsley is gone I don't sleep a lot."

"Aww... that's so sweet." Josh said sarcastically.

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"In other news today, a young man went berserk on a White House tour. The man, who wishes to remain anonymous, began to yell threats out concerning President Seaborn, the First Lady, and their daughter. The man was quickly taken into custody but so far he hasn't given investigators much to go on. All he said was that he was working with the person that had made the threats last week towards the president."

Ainsley glanced up from her book and turned the volume up.

"The FBI has agreed to keep the public informed on the matter but so far nothing has come up yet. Now to Jim with the weather."

Ainsley scowled. A brief paragraph and then the weather? She sighed and grabbed the phone, dialing a number.

"Hello?"

"Hey."

"Hi Mom!"

Sam poked his head out of the bathroom, his toothbrush dangling from his mouth.

"He's in the bathroom." Gracie was saying. "I know but it's Friday. We're watching Letterman. Yeah. Mhmm. Yes he knows."

"Give me the phone," Sam yanked the phone out of Gracie's hand and brought it up to his ear. "Hello?"

"I leave and all this exciting stuff goes on."

"If you call being threatened exciting then sure." Sam said dryly. "How was your lecture?"

"Boring. I'm sure if I wasn't giving it I would've been asleep like all the kids in the room." Ainsley said. Sam laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sam, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"You're beginning to sound like my mother sweetheart."

"Well I'm sorry if I care about you. I'll be home sometime Sunday afternoon. Tomorrow I'm going out with Laura Andrews."

"Senator's wife?"

"Yeah."

"I don't like her. She slapped me across the face."

"You tried hitting on her."

"I complimented her."

"Mhmm. It's late."

"Not really."

"I'm gonna let you go."

"I'd rather you didn't."

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I'm fine Ainse."

"Okay. I'll be home soon."

"I know."

"I love you Sam."

"I love you too. Get some sleep."

"I plan on it. I'll talk to you in the morning."

"Gracie, go to bed." Sam said.

"Why?"

"Because it's late and I said so. Now go."

"Night." Gracie leaned up and kissed Sam's cheek, then walked out.

"I think something is up with her." Sam said into the phone.

"Why? What happened? Is she okay?"

"She's fine. At least I think so. She's just... acting strange."

"I'm sure it's nothing."

"Alright. I have a meeting tomorrow morning so I gotta sleep."

"Yeah. Even you need to close your eyes for a while." Ainsley teased. "Night honey."

Sam heard the phone click and he put the phone down on the receiver. Something wasn't right.