See Part 1 for disclaimer.

Author's Note: I'm so sorry that it has taken me so long to get this part out. Unfortunately I became a little busy and a few things happened. Trust me when I say you wouldn't have wanted tme to write this last weekend. Anyway I will try to have the next part out sooner, but classes started back this week and I don't know if I'll be able to or not.

~*~*~*~*~*~* Denotes the beginning and end of a dream.


She had to be dreaming. There was no way this was real. She was not laying in Toby's arms, and he was not touching and kissing her. It was a pleasant dream though, one of the most pleasant she'd had in a while. She buried herself deeper in the covers in an attempt to stay asleep. It was at that moment that she realized she was not dreaming. She was laying in his arms. He was trying to wake her up. She didn't know if she should feign sleep and see if he would continue, or if she should let him know that she was awake. In the end he took the decision away from her by kissing her passionately.

"I'm not dreaming." CJ whispered.

"If you are then I'm having the same dream."

"What are the chances of that?"

"I don't think they are very high."


CJ opened her eyes for the first time that morning. She looked around her bedroom, and then turned her head on the pillow. She smiled at Toby, who was laying very close to her. She reached over and touched his cheek. She smiled when he kissed the palm of her hand. As he pulled her closer against him, she whispered. "I love you."

Toby smiled at her. "I love you." He whispered just before kissing her.


CJ tried to ignore the ringing of the telephone. She convinced herself that she couldn't ignore it anymore, and answered it. "Hello."

"I woke you up." Josh said. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay."

"Leo told us to give you six hours."

"I've been home for six hours?"


"Okay." CJ said. "Josh?"


"Has there been any news?"

Josh hesitated for a moment before answering. This was something he didn't want to tell her over the phone. "Yeah."

"No, Josh..."

"It's not that CJ. He's still alive."

"What is it Josh?"

"They had to take him in for more surgery about an hour ago. I don't have all the details, but there was more bleeding." Josh said. He waited for CJ to reply but there was silence on the other end of the line. "CJ?"

"I'm still here." She replied softly. "I'll be there in a little while."

"Okay." Josh said and hung the phone up.

CJ carefully hung her phone up. She could feel the tears starting again. She had heard the hesitation in Josh's voice as he was speaking to her. She had been so certain that Josh was about to tell her that Toby had died. There had been some relief when Josh said it wasn't that. It had ended with the news Toby was back in surgery. She drew her knees up and laid her head against them. She knew she had to get herself under control. She had a job to do. It was the only thing she could do.


It seemed that she had been in the office forever, but it had only been twenty-four hours. Toby had made it out of surgery again, but they had said the next twenty-four hours were critical. That time was almost up.

"Claudia Jean." Josh said from the door.


"It wouldn't do any good to tell you to go home and get some sleep would it?"


"I didn't think so. You have to give me credit for trying."

"I do?"

"Okay, so you don't." Josh said as he sat down on the couch. He watched her carefully for a couple of minutes. "He's going to be okay."

"Josh don't."


"Don't give me any empty promises. You don't know that Toby will be okay. There is no way you can guarantee that."

"You're being a pessimist and preparing yourself for the worst right? You think everything that phone rings that you are going to find out he's dead."

"Josh if it does happen I have to face it."

"Face it after it happens."


"That's not how it will happen. You won't find out over the phone. The call will go to the President."

"I know maybe I'm afraid that I'll be called to the Oval."

"CJ don't think that way it doesn't do you any good."

"I know."


"Josh, everyone seems to know about Toby and I. How did that happen? We worked hard to keep it secret because I wasn't ready for anyone to know."

"New Years Eve."

"New Years Eve?"


"I don't understand."


"I really don't. We were barely with each other that night."

"Except for right around midnight."

"Yeah, we walked away so we could be alone for a few minutes."

"Could you see us from where you were?"


"Are you certain of that?"

"I didn't really notice."

"That was apparent, and it was easy to figure out what was going on with you and Toby from the way you were kissing."

"Yeah, I guess it was." CJ said as the phone started to ring. After a moment, she reached for the phone. "Hello."

Josh watched her closely especially when he realized it was Sam who had called. "What did he say?" Josh asked once she had hung the phone up.

"Toby's awake." She said simply.

"That's great."

"Yeah it is." CJ smiled slightly.

"It's good to see you smile again."


"Well it is." Josh got up and started for the door. "Go home and get some rest."




"Thanks, you're a great friend."

"You'd do the same for me."


CJ quietly opened the door to her apartment, and turned the light on. She was starting to believe that Toby would be okay. For the first time in days she was beginning to have some hope.

She was sitting on the couch, too tired to sleep, reading a book when the phone rang. She seriously thought of letting the answering machine pick it up, but she didn't.

"Hello." CJ said.

"CJ." Toby said quietly.

"Oh, my God."

"You're not going to freak out or anything are you?"

"I'll do that later."

"Okay, how are you?"

"I should be asking you that. I'm fine."

"That's the reason you sound like hell?"

"It's been a rough few days."

"Yeah, I just wanted to hear your voice."


"Damn. I have to go. The nurse is saying Sam is coming back. I love you."

"I love you." CJ said and hung up. She had managed to control her emotions while she was talking to him. She had not wanted Toby to hear her cry, and if she could help it when he was back in Washington he would not see her cry. She could feel the tears starting now, they were tears of relief, a way of releasing the tension she had been feeling. She laid her head against the cushions and eventually fell asleep.

Appearances Can Be Deceiving - 4




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