This is before episode Requiem, so before chapter 4.
It was Wednesday night and Danny was sat at his laptop in his apartment, staring at a blank Word document.
The obituary had of course been run in that morning's Post, but his editor had asked him to write something. Something about the man Danny had known. But right now he had nothing. Because right now, at this moment, all Danny could think about was that this was one of the men who had kept the woman he was in love with away from him.
Danny swirled the scotch in the bottom of his glass and took a sip. He had been reflecting on what ifs for the last hour at it was getting him nowhere except depressed and a little drunk.
There was a knock at the door lifting Danny out of his thoughts, he didn't jump though, after all, his covert skills were honed.
Danny opened the door to what appeared to be a secret service agent. The agent asked to take a look inside. He opened the door further and motioned with his hand for the agent to enter. This allowed for Danny to see his actual visitor. He tried to make eye contact with her as she became overly interested in the floor.
This was not what Danny had expected. He was never going to pressure her into anything, but he didn't expect her to just show up at his door one night. Then again he hadn't expected anything else that had happened in the last 24 hours.
The agent returned and left the apartment allowing one CJ Cregg to enter in his place. She looked terrible. Of course to him she always looked amazing, but it was impossible not to see the red eyes letting him know she had been crying. Leo had been like a father to her and not having had much of a father since the onset of Alzheimer's that had meant so much more.
He closed the door and turned to where she was standing. She was looking around the apartment, looking lost, looking anywhere but at him. He slowly moved toward her, not knowing what to do or how he could help her. But he didn't need to do anything. As he reached her she seemed to snap, suddenly she was hanging on to him, and it felt like she was never going to let go. This was why she was here, why she came to him, because she needed to feel something, someone. He understood this, but was still very surprised by what came next.
Just a few hours later he was back at his laptop which the same blank page. But this time it was easier to fill. He couldn't sleep, had left CJ asleep in his bed. He couldn't sleep because of all the words running round is head, the words to describe the life of Leo McGary. So, instead of lying next to the woman he had loved for so long, he typed: "Leo McGary – Raising the level of debate".