See disclaimer and other information in part one.

"Leo Thomas McGarry you're eating this salad if I have to stand here all day."

"Margaret, I'm not hungry," he growls.

"You haven't eaten lunch all week and I can hear your stomach growling all the way at my desk."

"I'm just not hungry. Can I go back to work or do I have to listen to a lecture on the five food groups?"

"What aren't you telling me?"

"I'm fine."

"I'm calling Abbey," She spins on her heels and almost manages to get away.

"Margaret!"

"We haven't seen the Bartlett's since Zoey was born," she innocently explains.

"Fine, whatever," he grumbles, pushing the salad aside.

"That was Margaret," Abbey remarks as she enters her husband's office.

"What is she still complaining about that computer doohickey?" he asks from behind his newspaper.

"She said they're coming for a visit."

"Did I forget a holiday?"

"No, I'm worried Jed. She didn't even ask. That's not like Margaret."

"Maybe, she misses us," he puts his newspaper down, "You can't do anything until they get here so stop worrying."

Leo has no idea why he's gassing up his plane. The idea of being poked and prodded by Abbey doesn't appeal to him at all. Margaret, however, has more influence over his life than he'd really like. Leo doesn't want to think about what that means beyond the fact that he's letting someone else run his life.

"Good Morning" Margaret forces herself to be cheery.

Leo just makes a grumbling sound.

The situation isn't helped by the fact that he really hasn't been feeling well lately. The blood in his urine is making him nervous, but he wasn't going to tell anyone about that problem. It really bothers him that Margaret knows him well enough to realize something's off: another concept he really doesn't want to think about.

The trip is made in a heavy silence. Leo is still hiding from what the facts are telling him and Margaret is afraid that she has overstepped her bounds.

"Aunt Maggie," Ellie screams as soon as Margaret gets out of the car. She had been playing in the front yard while Liz read a book on the porch. "I didn't know you were coming." She hugs the older women tightly. She then runs to Leo as soon as he comes around the car. Leo tries to pick her up, but can't seem to find the strength. He tries to hide it, but Margaret doesn't try to camouflage her worried glance.

Liz leads them into the house. Leo quickly excuses himself to his room. Margaret talks to the girls for a while before Abbey comes down from the nursery.

"Girls why don't you go back outside. Margaret and I are going to get caught up."

"Grown up talk," Ellie roles her eyes.

They sit on the living room couch. "Why don't you tell me what's wrong."

Margaret sits on the edge of the couch, her tall lanky form hunched in worry, "It's Leo. I'm worried about him. He won't eaten and he's loosing weight."

"Margaret, how much has he been drinking?"

Margaret bulks at the question. She knows she shouldn't be hiding Leo's bad habits especially when it could be affecting his health, but her fierce sense of loyalty clamps her mouth shut.

"Jed and I know that Leo has a drinking problem even if he won't admit it."

"I don't know," she stares at her shaking hands, "He doesn't keep it in the office anymore and I've been keeping it away from him at social events."

Abbey raises an eyebrow at that, but doesn't comment on it, "I'll try examining him, but Leo is a stubborn man."

"And don't we all know it," Margaret comments grimly.

Abbey laughs, rubbing Margaret's shoulder in comfort as she walks past. She certainly isn't the same timid girl I met at Josh's birthday party.

Abbey knocks on Leo's door.

"Come in."

Leo's sitting at the small writing table working on a crossword puzzle.

"We both know why you're here so let's not beat around the bush. Why aren't you eating?"

"I'm not hungry. I'm sorry that Margaret's caused so much trouble," Leo attempts to shrug off Margaret's concern.

"Nice try. Margaret can't fly a plane so you let her drag you up here for a reason."

"There's blood in my urine. Are you happy?"

"For most people, that's a sign to go to the hospital."

"Well, we can both agree that I'm not most people."

"Leo you need to admit that you have a problem."

"Not that crap again."

"Fine, when you decide not to be a jackass anymore let me know," she slams the door on her way out.

TBC

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