By twelve noon the white house was buzzing with work and commotion. For a Sunday afternoon, there was a lot going on. As Josh, Sam and Toby walked towards the oval office, no one said a word. Toby was writing and rewriting an upcoming policy speech in his head. Josh was attempting to come up with spin to combat what, in his mind, would be a media frenzy over Juliana. Sam walked in quiet shock. How could he have not known any of this about his own sister?

The trio entered the oval office to see CJ and Leo standing in front of the president, who was behind his desk. The bright winter sun filtered in through the massive windows behind President Bartlett's desk, illuminating him.

The president took one look at Sam and bellowed, "Ah, Sam! I've just discovered that my intelligence agencies aren't quite what they used to be!"

Sam looked up from his haze to meet the gaze of his president. "Excuse me sir?"

"Sam, CJ was telling me about your sister, of whom I was unaware. Juliana, is her name? She's just moved to Washington?"

"Yes, sir." Sam answered. "My little sister has recently moved to the area. I introduced Juliana to Josh, CJ and Toby the other night." Sam paused and looked at Leo. "And it seems that she knows Mallory as well."

"How lucky can I get?" Leo said flatly. "My only daughter is involved with not one, but two Seaborns."

"Interestingly, her last name is Wexler." CJ intserted.

"Well, whatever her name is…Sam, you should bring your sister over tonight. I would like to meet her. I know that Abbey would love to meet your sister. I bet there are many interesting things about you that she can share. Plus we will be able to become acquainted with her."

"Funny you should mention that sir," Josh said.

"Josh, we don't know anything." Sam warned.

"What? What don't we know?" the president asked, walking around the corner of his desk. President Bartlett took off his glasses to better inspect his deputies. Josh's face had an amused look, one that told that he knew something the others didn't. Sam's face was full of confusion and wonder.

"Gentlemen, do I need to give an executive order?" the president questioned.

"Well, sir…Juliana…" Josh seemed unsure of how to proceed. "Sam's…Sam's sister is the antichrist."

"Josh," President Bartlett said in a serious tone but with a smile spreading across his face, "We do not joke about the end of the world in this office."

"Sam's sister is a republican?" Leo asked.

Leo looked around the room. He was receiving many questioning looks. "What?" He asked. "In Josh's mind, there's nothing worse that being a republican. It's only one rung above Hitler."

"It gets more interesting." Toby spoke up. "It seems that Juliana may be advising the GOP and top ranking republican officials."

"Well, no matter, she should still come by." The president replied dismissively as he walked back behind his desk. Replacing his glasses on the bridge of his nose he added, "You can't pick your relatives. Trust me, I should know. Sam?"

"I'm sorry, yes sir?" Sam responded hastily. He hadn't been able to focus on the discussion and hadn't been listening at all to the president. He looked up to notice President Bartlett, Leo and Josh staring at him expectantly. CJ was massaging her temples with the fingertips of one hand, while Toby paced aimlessly without thought.

"Sam. Tell your sister I look forward to meeting her. We'll set an appointment for seven o'clock tonight. If you want, you could stay for dinner/. This could be your lucky night, I might cook."

The last comment brought a smile to Sam's lips and made the others chuckle either out of humor or pity.

"Thank you sir," was all Sam could muster. Now he just had to track Juliana down and tell her about their dinner plans. Lost in thought, Sam could barely hear the president announce, "What's next?"

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