Disclaimers: The West Wing characters belong to Aaron Sorkin and his corporate bosses.

By: Natalie Wilson

Burn for You


At ten 'til seven that night Margaret stood in front of her bathroom mirror nervously fiddling with her hair. No matter what she did it never seemed to look right to her. Finally she gave up and decided to simply wear it down. Just as she finished running a brush through it there was a knock at her door. She rushed to open it and found Leo on the other side holding a bag of Chinese takeout.

"Hey." He stated plainly.

"Hey. Come on in. What did you get?"

"Beef with broccoli, egg rolls, and some chicken stuff."

"Sounds great. Let's eat."


At seven thirty on the dot Cassie arrived at Sam's apartment. Once they were safely inside with the door locked Sam pulled Cassie into a heated kiss that lasted the whole way into his bedroom. Words seemed unnecessary, so silently they undressed each other in the darkened room.


Leo and Margaret sat in her living room watching old comedy on television and laughing hysterically, the remnants of their dinner lay scattered around them. Margaret lay in Leo's arms, her head resting on his shoulder. During a commercial Leo leaned down to give her a quick kiss on the lips, but she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down onto couch with her and soon they were lost in each other.


Later Sam lay with his head on Cassie's bare stomach feeling her run her fingers through his hair. He slowly began to trace the curves of her hips with his fingers when he inadvertently brushed over one of the scars on her stomach. Immediately Sam felt her whole body flinch at his touch and he quickly pulled his hand away.

"Sorry. Does that still hurt?"

"No. Physically I'm all healed up."

Sam moved upward on the bed until he was able to pull her into his arms. "I love no matter what, you know that right?"

"I know and I love you too." She kissed him softly and then sat up to look at the bedside clock. "I have to leave in about half an hour."

"Well, I know what we can do to fill the time." He said, giving her a small smile. "Where do your parents think you are?"

"Out with Margaret."

"Okay." He said, kissing her again.

It was two hours later when she was finally able to drag herself out of Sam's bed and return to the White House.


The next morning Leo woke up with Margaret in his arms, fast asleep. He couldn't help but smile at her peaceful, sleeping face. As they lay there Leo let his mind wander, he knew that there was no way they could keep this separate from work, but they'd find a way to balance the two, that he was sure of. When he looked down he could see that she was awake.

"Morning" He said.

"Morning. Sleep well?"

"Best sleep I've had in a long while."

"Me too."


Before anyone knew it, it was Monday again and back to work.

End Part 1

To be continued....





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