Rating : PG Disclaimer: We don't own the characters.
Spoilers: A look into the personal lives of the characters.
The shrill ring of a telephone broke the silence of slumber in Maddi and Sam's apartment. Half awake, Maddi rolled over, groping in the dark for the phone. She found it and croaked, "Hello?"
"Maddi? Is that you?" an all too energetic voice asked.
"Zoey?" Maddi asked, slowly becoming more alert. Sam was beginning to sit up next to her.
"Yeah," Zoey said. "I didn't wake you did I?"
"No, Zoey, of course not," Maddi said sarcastically, turning on the lap by the bed. "It's only what, 1:00 in the morning."
"You really go to bed this early?" Zoey asked.
"Some of us have jobs."
"Zoey, did you call for a reason or...?"
"Yeah, yeah, I did," Zoey said, the excitement remounting in her voice. "I'm pregnant!"
Maddi sat straight up, now completely awake. "You're what?!" she exclaimed loudly into the phone. Sam looked at her, concerned now.
"I mean, I'm really pregnant, Maddi," Zoey enthused.
"Since about five minutes ago."
"Does Charlie know?"
"Zoey... I just don't know what to say," Maddi said shocked, shaking her head.
"Then just say congratulations. I am so happy. Me and Mom, pregnant at the same time. Just think of it, Maddi. My baby's going to be the same age as his or her aunt or uncle!"
"Speaking of Mom, how are you going to tell Mom and Dad? They're not going to be happy," Maddi warned.
"I'll deal with them in the when I have to," Zoey said, not too worried. "Right now, I have to tell Charlie."
Maddi sighed. Her little sister was oblivious to any real consequences. "Okay, Zoey."
"Well, thanks for letting me tell you. I just couldn't keep it to myself."
"No problem. Congratulations, Zoey."
"Bye," Maddi said quietly. Zoey hung up, and it wasn't until the dial tone sounded that Maddi hung up the phone.
"What was that about?" Sam asked.
"That was Zoey. She's pregnant," Maddi explained.
"Zoey's pregnant?" Sam said in disbelief. "Does anybody know?"
"So far just me. Well, and you," Maddi said. "Oh, but, Sam, you can't tell anyone. Not yet. Zoey hasn't even told Charlie. You have to keep this a secret."
"Sure, of course. No problem."
"I'm serious, Sam," Maddi told him sternly. "Don't even let on that you know anything unusual because the second they know you know something they'll ask you. Everyone in the White House-in Washington knows how bad of a liar you are, Sam."
"I said I wouldn't say anything," Sam replied slightly insulted. "I won't."
Maddi was unconvinced, but let it go. "Okay."
"Goodnight, sweetheart," Sam said, leaning over to kiss her.
"Goodnight," she said quietly as they both laid back down. She turned off the lamp and lay there for a moment. Sam's breathing quickly become steadied and slow, as it did when he slept. But sleep would not come for Maddi. Her mother and Zoey were pregnant. Pregnancy-that would mean morning sickness, dizziness, a lot of new symptoms that both were fairly unaccustomed too. With the way she'd been feeling lately, it could be her pregnant.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, she wanted to take it back. She tried to convince herself that it was absurd, that the possibility of three Bartlet girls being pregnant simultaneously was impossible. But no matter how she tried, she couldn't shake the feeling. There was no doubt in her mind what she had to do. In the morning, she would call the doctor.
~the next morning~
The early morning light was shining brightly in Zoey's dorm room. She was fidgeting excitedly, as she waited impatiently for Charlie to pick her up. They were going to have breakfast, and Zoey had already decided to tell him the news before they left.
She'd rehearsed her speech so many times, she thought she knew it by heart. Waiting so expectantly, she was startled when a knock came at the door. She scrambled over and opened it. "Hi," she said, smiling at Charlie.
"Good morning," he said, giving her a quick kiss. "You ready?"
"Actually," Zoey said. "There something I need to talk with you about."
"Can't we do it at the restaurant?"
"It's better that we do it here."
Charlie shrugged and came inside. "What is it?"
Zoey took a deep breath and began. "This past year with you has been one of the best years of my life. I mean, I don't ever remember being so happy."
"Me too," Charlie said.
Zoey's smile grew, as she came closer to her news. "And I know that although the timing doesn't seem like it's so great and that it's completely unexpected, that this is a good thing, and I hope you do too. I have always thought about how great of a father you would be, and I am so excited to think that now I have the chance to see for real."
Charlie looked at her questioningly. "Zoey, are you saying--?"
"Yes, Charlie. We're going to have a baby."
"No," she said, shaking her head with a smile on her face.
"Zoey, that's… wonderful!" he exclaimed, scooping her into his arms. "Are you sure? I mean, is it for real?"
She picked up the stick on her desk and held it out to him. "This is as real as it gets. I've got a doctor's appointment tomorrow."
Looking over the stick, Charlie grinned. "I can't believe it."
"So, you're okay with it?" she asked hopefully.
"Okay? Zoey, I'm thrilled. There's nothing else I want more than to have a family with you."
"I'm so glad to hear you say that," Zoey said. "But now we have to tell my parents."
Charlie's smile faded. "We?"
"Yes, we," Zoey said. "After all, this is your baby too."
"I know. I just don't think I want to be around your dad when he finds out."
"Don't be silly," Zoey chided him. "Daddy won't do anything drastic."
~later that morning~
"You're what?!" Jed yelled, standing up from his desk.
"Pregnant, Daddy," Zoey said innocently, grasping Charlie's hand desperately.
"How did this happen?" he demanded. "Abbey, how is it that our baby girl is pregnant?"
"Jed, it starts with an egg and a sperm-"
"Don't get cute, Abbey. This is very serious."
"Trust me, I know," she said.
Jed turned to Zoey and Charlie. "Are you ready to take on this kind of responsibility? Children are not toys, they're people."
"I know, Dad," Zoey said. "And I'm not a little girl anymore. Charlie and I are ready for this. We're going to make it work, just like you and Mom are going to make it work for you."
"This is nothing like the situation with me and your mother," Jed said vehemently.
"We're both having children, are we not?" Zoey sassed.
"Yes, but your mother and I are married, have steady jobs, secure incomes and years of experience. Of which, you two have none," Jed said.
"Charlie has a steady job, I'm earning my degree, and experience will come. Charlie and I love each other. And that's how I know that this is going to work. And the fact that you and Mom love each other is how you can be sure that yours will work," Zoey said.
"Zoey, having a baby is a very difficult thing to do," Abbey said softly.
"Daddy, Mom, just say you'll love this grandchild, and I'll be happy," Zoey said.
Jed looked defeated. "Of course we'll love it," he said.
Zoey smiled. "Thank you, Daddy," she said, hugging him. Then she went to her mother. "Mom, I'm so excited. We'll be pregnant together."
"Yes, it will be quite an adventure," Abbey joked.
"Well, I need to get going," Zoey said. "I've got a class in an hour."
"I'll walk you out," Charlie said, quickly falling in step behind Zoey.
"Charlie," Jed called, eyeing his aide suspiciously. "You're not off the hook so easily."
"Daddy, I really have to go," Zoey said.
"Fine. I'll deal with you later, Charlie," Jed told him in an effectively threatening voice. He watched as the two exited his office. Then he sighed. "Our baby girl's having a baby."
"I know," Abbey said.
"Two of my girls pregnant. There's going to be a whole lot of hormones flying."
"Yes," Abbey grinned. "So you better start learning to duck."
Sam sighed heavily out blue as he sat at his desk eating his lunch. Toby and Josh sat across from him, discussing business.
"What?" Toby asked in response to Sam's sigh.
"What?" Sam asked.
"Your sigh. What did it mean?" Toby said.
"Nothing," Sam said, trying to sound casual. "Nothing. Why would it mean anything at all?"
Toby and Josh exchanged knowing glances. Their friend and colleague was an infamous bad liar.
"Then why'd you sigh?" Josh asked.
"No reason. Does one need a reason to sigh?"
"Yes," Toby said. "So what was it?"
Sam began to stutter. "It was just your typical sigh."
"A typical sigh?" Toby asked skeptically.
"Yeah, you know, the sigh one sighs when things are all just, you know, crazy and out of whack."
"What's crazy and out of whack right now that you need to sigh about?" Josh probed.
Sam began to look more and more like a deer caught in headlights. He was digging a deeper and deeper hole. "Nothing."
"So you sighed the typical sigh that one sighs when everything is out of whack but there's nothing out of whack?" Josh reiterated. "That leaves me with one question, why did you sigh?"
"It was just a typical sigh," Sam tried to explain.
"Okay, let's try this question. What do you know that there is to sigh about?" Toby asked.
"Nothing! There's nothing. I mean, no-there's nothing."
"Are you and Maddi having problems?" Josh asked.
"No, nothing's wrong with me and Maddi," Sam said confidently.
"Well, there's nothing unusual at the office, except for the fact that Mrs. Bartlet is pregnant," Josh said.
Hearing the words Bartlet and pregnant made Sam's stomach flip. He couldn't understand how they'd guess his secret already. "Zoey's not pregnant," Sam said quickly and defensively. A curious silence followed.
"Who said she was?" Toby asked slowly.
"You said that Miss Bartlet is pregnant. There is only one Miss Bartlet around here," Sam said weakly.
"No, he said that MRS. Bartlet was pregnant," Toby clarified. "No one said anything about Zoey."
"Sam, do you have something you want to tell us?" Josh asked.
Sam gave another sigh, this time it was the sigh of defeat. And then he told them everything he knew.
Gathered in the oval office for another meeting, the senior staff listened as Leo delineated the latest information from the day. Right before they were all about to disperse, the President grew serious as he started to make a final announcement.
"It seems that something else has arisen dealing with my family," Jed began.
"Mr. President, we already know about Zoey," Leo informed him.
"You know what?" the President asked.
"That she's pregnant," Maddi said, casting an annoyed look at her husband.
"May I ask how?"
"Zoey told me last night, and I told Sam," Maddi said. Sam hung his head sheepishly as the eyes of the senior staff fell upon him.
The President rolled his eyes. "Enough said. The public doesn't know about this either until we're good and ready. That's all."
"Thanks you, Mr. President," they said together, and then left the oval office. Jed tiredly sank down behind his desk. He was going to be a grandfather and a father all at the same time. And while it excited him, it also scared him like no other.
"Josh, you really didn't have to take me out. We could have eaten in," Donna said as she took the last bite of her dinner.
"Right, and then I'd have to listen to you complain about how I don't treat you right," Josh said, rolling his eyes.
"Joshua," Donna exclaimed sounding offended. "That's not true and you know it."
Josh quickly laughed and said, "Donna, you know I'm kidding. Besides, I can't cook, so I couldn't exactly make you dinner."
"Well, I'm just saying that I appreciate it," Donna said, taking a sip of water. "It's important that we spend time together outside of the office."
"Yeah, because it's not like we don't see each other there at all."
"Yes, but that's a completely different atmosphere. We have to do work and be professionals when we're there."
"Yes, but you never seemed to notice."
"Okay, did you ask me on this date just to insult me or what?" she asked, her face drawn into a small pout.
"Donna, Donna, please, you know I don't mean it," Josh said, touching her hand over the table. "You know that you mean a lot to me."
Inwardly, Donna sighed. Josh meant so much more than 'a lot' to her. But if she was going to pursue the relationship, she would have to go at his speed. Even if he was incredibly slow, and too busy looking at his own feet to see who was walking right next to him.
~the next day~
Maddi sat nervously in the doctor's office. The concept was pregnancy had torn her in two. She loved Carrie, and wanted nothing more than to give her a little sibling, but then again, she wasn't sure if she and Sam were ready for another child. And with her mom and Zoey pregnant, the Bartlet clan certainly didn't need any more additions.
The doctor walked in. Maddi looked up anxiously. The doctor cleared her throat. "We have the test results back."