The entire Bartlett family, plus the entire senior staff, plus Leo's daughter Mallory, finally were gathered in the East Room. They had attended Mass together that morning.

Most of the staff were astonished. Instead of formal tables and chairs, there were many couches, enough to seat everyone. There were also less than formal dining tables and a buffet set up for lunch.

The room had taken on all of the look of an informal family room.

Leo McGarry, smirk firmly in place, finally corralled the last of the guests – except the one in hiding off a room in the side with Agent Sam.

Leo walked in and looked around. He called out, "Okay. Everyone have a seat please. Senior staff over there. The President and First Lady over there. His daughters over here. And the rest over there."

Jed, who was somewhere between exasperated and amused called out from his place on the couch, "When did I make you the boss again?"

Leo gave a smirk to his best friend and said, "I took over. It's a coup d'etat. Today I'm the boss. As a matter of fact, for today only, you're going to be Jed. I'm still Leo."

The President laughed. "I've been trying to get you to call me Jed in private for years. What changed?"

"You'll see." He looked around. "Everyone comfortable?"

Toby, who was with the Senior Staff called out, "Yes! Now can you tell us why you've been driving us like a crazed ringmaster since Friday? And your smirk is getting annoying!"

Josh called out in good nature, "At least you seem to be scaring the hell out of the Republicans. They were calling all day yesterday wondering why we were pushing so fast to complete the pre-Easter work."

Leo chuckled. "Well, far be it for me to scare Republicans." Most in the room laughed. "Due to a surprising discovery, I felt that if we didn't get it done yesterday, then nothing would have been done before Easter. And we owe it to the people to do their work. Now we can take it easier this week and deal with the one issue everyone is going to be talking about."

CJ called out, "What don't we know?"

Leo smirked and called out, "Ron?"

Ron Butterfield walked in to the room with a folder in hand. Unlike his normal demeanor, he looked … almost cheerful. It surprised most everyone in the room.

"Mr. President, Dr. Bartlett. Please excuse me because I am going to be opening a few old wounds here." The first couple got a bit nervous.

"Last Wednesday, Zoey came to me with a report which was shocking and possibly explosive."

Everyone in the room looked at Zoey. She cheerfully smiled and waved back.

"She asked me to give her access to information about her that we had on file." Most looked confused. "Specifically, she asked to see her birth certificate."

Everyone in the room could see the sudden tension in the first couple.

"It was pretty standard. Length, weight, gender, parents' names, etc. But one item was shocking: Type of Birth."

The first couple looked down in sadness. They never wanted their daughter to find out this way. Zoey jumped up and moved to their couch and sat down between them, a little on her father's lap, and hugged them both. "It's okay. I asked around and found out why you didn't tell me. I really understand."

Josh, who was really curious, asked, "What did it say?"

Jed sighed and looked over at his wife. She nodded. He replied succinctly, "Twin birth."

Everyone in the room, except those who knew, where shocked. Those in the know looked solemn. Zoey piped up, "When a twin dies during birth or right after, usually a decision is made to never tell the twin who survived until they grow up. It saves them from survivor's guilt or wondering why it was not them who died. With Dad being in the public spotlight, it had to be squashed down tight so that I never found out about it. That's why no one, not even Lizzie and Ellie, were ever told. To keep me safe."

The first couple looked at their daughter with pride and astonishment that she understood even as they moved to hug her again.

Ron continued on. "It was locked tight. Even the Secret Service never knew about it. When Zoey pointed it out to me, she and I did a bit of digging. She recommended I call Dr. Griffith." Everyone looked over to Millicent and she solemnly waved back. "Dr. Griffith explained that Alexandria was pronounced deceased due to SID." Everyone in the room looked solemn.

Suddenly Abbey got a look of concern on her face. "Zoey? Why were you so curious?"

Zoey blushed and said, "I probably should stand up to explain to everyone."

When Zoey was up she looked around and said, "Many of you might not know, but I've been volunteering at a homeless shelter for over a month. I go and work Friday nights."

With looks of surprise from some and pride from others, there was a sudden round of applause. "Yeah, yeah. Don't get too excited. While I enjoy doing it, it's part of a class." There were chuckles around the room.

"Anyway, 9 nights ago, I'm serving food and suddenly in front of me is a girl who looks exactly like me." The room was shocked. "I mean, how weird is that? And when we looked at each other … it was like there was an electric charge."

Everyone in the room held their breath.

"So with what Ron found out and what we found, I wondered if somehow my sister came back to life or if she was switched at birth or something. Because it's about the family, Ron agreed to help me find out." She turned to her parents. "We didn't want to tell you until we knew because we didn't want to get your hopes up."

Both of the Bartletts nodded a bit numbly.

"So, we devised a plan to get an agent into the shelter to watch out for her and for me, on Friday, to get her to agree to get a DNA test. We couldn't go to the FBI because we couldn't take the chance of any leaks happening. So Ron came up with NCIS."

Ron continued, "NCIS, while a fully fledged government agency, has a reputation of being particularly unlikely to allow information to get out. They lead teams are bulldogs about it because they are protecting military members and their families."

Millicent nodded. "Good choice!" Admiral Hackett nodded in agreement.

Ron nodded in acknowledgement. "So, having obtained her agreement in the front office of the shelter, we went to NCIS after their normal work hours for their main office. Their lead forensics tech, their medical examiner, and their lead agent helped to get the test done. The medical examiner is a doctor of some repute and also did a brief physical to ensure the patient was in good health. The doctor took the blood, and the lab tech ran it."

Ron opened the folder he had in his hand. "These were the results." He placed one platen down with its DNA coding. "This was the result from Zoey's DNA test." He placed the second platen down on top of the first. It was an exact match. Ron stood up squarely and said, "Mr. President. Dr. Bartlett. Your youngest daughter is alive."

Abbey looked between Ron and the tests on the table and then finally said – almost in hysterics – "Then where is she?"

Ron nodded to Leo. Leo, off near the closed door knocked on it and it opened up. "Jed. Abbey. Family. Friends. I give you, for the first time in twenty two years, my best friend's daughter and my goddaughter, Alexandria Grace Bartlett."

Out of the room came a somewhat nervous woman who looked exactly like Zoey. Abbey and Jed could barely react as they saw her walking slowly toward them. Finally she quietly said, "Hello, Mom, Dad."

Abbey could barely talk but she could move. Suddenly Alexandria was being held with the tightest hug she could ever remember as Abbey Bartlett cried into her hair as she held her. Alex could feel Jed Bartlett's arms move around them both.