NOTES: See Part 1
SUMMARY: KD and Toby deal with possibilities, Leo finds that he has to start
taking steps to stay happy and keep the women he loves happy at the same time.

"Well, the thing is... Toby and I are going to have a baby." KD said
softly as she stared into Toby's neck. Silence filled the room as everyone
glanced at each other.
"Is this a good thing or a bad thing, you two?" Jed asked somewhat
"We think it's a good thing." Toby replied.
"We're just a little nervous about what you guys think." KD admitted. Jed
laughed and walked to them.
"This is amazing! Congratulations you two!" He cried.
"Yeah!" Josh chorused. "Way to go!" KD grinned as Jed pulled her to her
feet and hugged her tightly. Toby got up and looked at Leo who was just
watching KD carefully. Jed shook Toby's hand while KD got a loving hug from
Josh. Josh stepped away to pat Toby on the back and KD was left facing CJ. CJ
just grinned and hugged KD tightly. KD hugged back, trying not to cry.
"This is wonderful." CJ said to her softly. KD looked at CJ again and
found a look in her eyes. She was never sure until now how much CJ knew about
the past. Now, she could see the pain and joy in CJ's eyes and she knew that
Danny had finally told the truth.
"It's scary." She replied finally. CJ smiled and nodded.
"We'll take good care of you. All of us." CJ assured her. KD smiled and
turned to see Toby trying to push Sam away.
"Would you get off me?" He exclaimed with a chuckle. Sam grinned. Toby
looked around the room and settled his gaze on his wife. KD smiled at him but
then her eyes drifted away to the one person who had yet to say anything.
Everyone turned to look at Leo who had locked his gaze with KD's. Suddenly,
he smiled and moved forward to hug KD tightly in his arms. Everyone watched
silently as KD buried her face in his shoulder.
"Congratulations." He whispered. KD leaned her face into his neck, trying
not to cry as she nodded. It came to Toby's mind that not everybody knew what
had happened to Katy so many years ago. He knew that Leo, Jed, Abbey and
Danny knew. Who else? He looked at CJ and saw a tear in her eye. Their gazes
connected and she nodded with a weak smile. She knew. No one else, that he
was sure of.

Sam paced the floor in front of his desk. It had been an hour since he
was supposed to meet Mallory for dinner. She was going to drop by his office
and they were going to go to their favorite restaurant. But she was late, and
he was starting to believe that she wasn't coming at all. He knew she was
planning to talk to her father earlier that day but he'd never heard of
anything that had come of that meeting. Part of him felt bad for interfering,
but he was only doing what he thought was right.
With a sigh, Sam sat down and grabbed his phone to dial her cell phone
one more time before giving up and going home to cold pizza and a bottle of
beer. The line rang... and rang... and rang... until her voice mail
picked up for the fifth time that hour. Frustrated, Sam elected not to leave
yet another message and hung up. With that, he moved for the coat rack and
grabbed his jacket. Slipping his hand around the handle of his briefcase, he
opened his door, turned off the light and locked the door. As he moved
towards his car, he saw Mallory moving down the hallway.
"Mal?" He asked.
"Sam, I'm so sorry. I completely lost track of the time." Mallory
exclaimed. Sam stared at her a moment.
"Are you drunk?" He asked in shock. Mallory gaped at him.
"Sam! I resemble that remark! Um, I meant-" She started to correct
"That's called a Freudian slip." Sam said angrily. "What the hell are you
doing here drunk?"
"I'm here because we have a dinner date." Mal replied pointedly. "Were
you leaving?"
"Yeah, because our dinner date was an hour ago and I have no wish to go
anywhere with someone who's drunk. Come on, let's get you home." He exclaimed
as he moved to take her arm. She yanked away from his touch and stumbled
against the wall.
"You're not the boss of me. If you're not going to take me to dinner,
then I'll just be on my way." She slurred.
"Mallory, what's going on with you? You haven't been the same lately. I
know you talked to your dad. What happened?"
"Nothing happened. He told me that he loves me, that Jeri and KD will
never surpass me in his heart." She mumbled as she began to stumble a little.
"Is the house spinning?"
"No, you are. Come on." Sam exclaimed as he reached forward to take her
arm. Mallory pulled away from him again and nearly fell over. "Mallory." He
said sternly as he clutched her arm and headed for the elevator.
"Sam, I'm perfectly fine." She tried to insist before tripping over her
own feet. Sam sighed and knelt down next to her.
"No, you're not." He said, trying to control his anger. "If you don't
come with me right now and let me take you home, I'll call your father and
let him deal with you. Mallory, this is not the right way to deal with your
problems." He said as he helped her to her feet. She smiled and started to
tickle his ear.
"You wanna take me home, Sam?" She cooed seductively. Sam rolled his eyes
and pulled her towards the elevator.
"I'm gonna take you home and then I'm gonna go home." He said angrily.
"Sam, you're such a wuss." Mallory whined. "I get drunk once in my life
and you're acting like I set the White House on fire."
"Then let me be a wuss." He snapped. "In the meantime, you've gotten
drunk one too many times, in my opinion. You're a grown woman, a teacher,
responsible for your own actions and for shaping the minds of this nation's
future. You're the daughter of one of the most important men in America and
you don't have anything to get drunk over."
"So says you." Mallory retorted before passing out. Sam sighed and picked
her up in his arms, carrying her the rest of the way.



Blessed - 8



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