Disclaimers: They're not mine. Sometimes I ask them out to play, but they go home with Mr. Sorkin, et. al.
Spoilers: Not really
Archive: Sure, let me know where and keep my name attached.
Note: This is my first story. Thanks to Stacy for reading and encouragement.

Summary: CJ takes a fall and Toby gets roped in to picking up the pieces.


Flamingo Falling (Part 14/?)

"Got a minute?" Toby was standing in Josh's office door.

"Sure. What's up?"

He sat down. "You and CJ have been friends for quite a while, right?"

"I haven't known her as long as you have."

"But you've been...friendlier, than she and I."

"I guess," Josh said, hesitantly, "Since the
campaign."

"I'm guessing you've never met her mother."

"No, actually, I haven't. As a matter of fact, the first time I even talked to her was when I called her about CJ."

"Uh-huh. Please, be certain to stop by the hospital this evening and experience the joy. It's absurd to
think this will ever work," Toby said with a chuckle to himself.

"I agree." Josh joined in the laughing.

Toby's face suddenly turned serious. "God save the person who blows this, Joshua Lyman." Josh abruptly stopped laughing. "Please be certain to share that sentiment with anyone who, at any time, may come in to contact with Mrs. Cregg. And I'm figuring it's only a matter of time before she comes to the West Wing, so you'd better start communicating with the masses around here. There will be a special hell to pay. I will deliver it personally. Understand?"

"Loud and clear."

Flamingo Falling - 15

 

 

 

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