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Note: This is my first post. Thanks to Stacy for reading and encouragement.

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

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Flamingo Falling (Part 2)

"Ms. Cregg, it seems you have broken your ankle."

"Pardon?" CJ asked the doctor who appeared young enough to still be in junior high.

"Your ankle. You have broken it."

"It can't be broken. It's just twisted. Okay, maybe sprained. I'll take sprained," she offered.

"This is non-negotiable, Ms. Cregg. You don't get to bargain."

"I don't have time for a broken ankle...crutches...
cast...ugh. You're sure it's not a sprain?"

He sighed and slapped the x-ray on to the light box. "Ms. Cregg, see this bone?" She nodded. "And this one here?" She nodded again. "Two hours ago those two pieces were one. Here we call that a broken ankle."

CJ laid her head back and felt like crying. "All because of a taco."

The doctor looked at her for a moment and then continued. "Well, now if you've accepted you have a broken ankle, we can move on."

"Moving on," CJ said.

"Okay, you're going to get a nifty plate and a couple of screws in there to hold you together."

"What?" she almost screamed.

"We'll set it right now and then late tonight or early tomorrow morning we'll do surgery to place a metal plate in there. We'll cast that up and move on. The cast will be on for four to five weeks. In nine months or so, we'll open you back up and retrieve our plate and screws and you can get on with things."

"What about the nine months?"

He shrugged. "For that nine months you have a reinforced ankle. It gives the bone time to mend strongly. Now, I suggest a nice shot before we set your ankle."

"Why? Is it going to hurt?"

"Oh yeah," he assured.

He was right. Even with the shot, tears still leaked out. "I need to talk to Sam. He came in with me?"

"We'll get him," the doctor said, making some notes on her chart. "We'll have you up to a room in a short while. I'm not letting you eat anything and we can operate shortly after midnight."

"Thank you doctor."

"I'll get Mr. Cregg."

He left before she could correct him.

"So, Charlie said there was some excitement in the lot?" Jed Barlet asked Leo a short while later. "An ambulance? Somebody get beaned with a rock in a snowball?"

"CJ fell," Leo answered simply.

The president looked up from his papers. "What? Is she okay?"

"Her ankle, I guess. She says it's just twisted. She's on her way to the hospital."

"And?" the president urged.

Leo finally looked up. "Josh'll do the afternoon briefing. Carol and Donna are helping him prep. I sent Sam to the hospital. He'll call when there's news."

"Sam?"

"Yes, Sam. Why not Sam? He was there."

"Sure, why not Sam?"


At that moment, Sam was hitting on the staffer at the ER information desk.

"Mr. Cregg?" a doctor asked.

"So, could I get your number?" Sam asked the young blond.

"Mr. Cregg?" the doctor asked again, this time a little more loudly.

The blond wrote on a slip of paper and held it out to Sam.

"Who is here with Claudia Jean Cregg?"

"Huh, oh, me," Sam said.

"Okay, Mr. Cregg, about your wife..." The blonde reached out and took her phone number back.

"She's not my wife," he told the doctor and then turned to the blonde. "She's not my wife. We work together. Someone had to come with her."

The blonde snorted and turned her back.

"She's not my wife," Sam said again.

"Finished?" the doctor asked.

Sam glanced at the blonde and sighed. "Looks like it. How's CJ?"

"She'd like to see you." The doctor led him through the door to the exam room.

"CJ?"

"Sam, my ankle is broken."

"Huh?"

"My ankle is broken," she repeated.

"Geez, I'm sorry, CJ."

"What have you got to be sorry about?"

He shrugged. "Well, I kind of laughed when you went down. I saw it from the window." He waved his arms around in close approximation of what she had looked like.

"Nice," CJ said. "You can stop any time."

"Sorry."

"Push me over to that phone." She waved at one on the wall.

"CJ..."

She reached out and snagged his necktie, pulling him down. "Just do it, Sam."

"Right away."

But by the time she got to the phone, the doctor was back with her transportation crew and she had to wait. Sam brought up the end of the parade that took her to a private room.

CJ picked up the phone and dialed Leo. She was put through to the oval office.

"CJ?" Leo asked.

"It's me," she said. "I'd like to thank you SO
much for sending Sam." She could see him chatting up a nurse right outside her door.

"You're slurring your speech, CJ," Leo said.

"That's because they gave me a shot of something before they SET MY BROKEN ANKLE!"

Leo cringed. "CJ, I'm in the Oval Office with the president. I'm going to put you on speaker phone." He pressed the button and hung up.

"Great," she said.

"CJ?" President Bartlett asked.

"Right here, Mr. President."

"Are you okay, CJ?" he asked. Leo looked at him and shook his head.

"Just peachy, sir. As I was beginning to tell Leo, I'll now have a reason for weighing more the next time I step on a scale because I'm going to have a metal plate and several screws holding my ankle together for THE NEXT YEAR!"

Silence.

CJ broke it. "I apologize, sir. I'm not having a good day."

"I should say not. Give me your doctor's name and I'll have Abbey call him. Is there anything we can do?"

They could hear her sigh. "No, sir. I'll have surgery tonight. After midnight I think the doctor said. I'm sorry. I'm getting a little groggy."

"Let me talk to Sam," Leo said.

CJ lifted her head off the pillow and looked out the door. Sam was lightly resting one hand on the nurse's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Leo. He's busy hitting on a nurse right now."

President Bartlet shot Leo a nasty look. "I'm sending Abbey over, CJ. She'll be there within the hour. Just lay back and relax."

"Thank you, Mr. President."

Leo disconnected the call. "Go ahead and say it, Mr. President."

"I cannot believe you sent Sam..."

To be continued...

 

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