The Funny Thing Is
by: Rhiannon & AJ
Jed put his hand up to Abbey's cheek, "I promise you, Abigail... I've never laid eyes on this woman until today."
Abbey nodded, looking deep within his eyes, "Okay... it just scared me a little... seeing her sitting across the table from us... after that dream..."
Jed rubbed her cheek with his thumb, "I know... and it freaked me out too. I don't get it; It's weird beyond belief... but they were just dreams and that's all."
Abbey smiled at him, "Did I hurt your arm?"
Jed grimaced, "Yes, now that you mention it, you did." He replied, rubbing the place where she had slapped him with great show.
"Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" Abbey asked, leaning further into him.
"Well, yes... as a matter of fact-"
"Excuse me, Mr. President." Josh said charging into the room. As soon as he saw he had interrupted something he froze, "Oops, sorry, sir... Mrs. Bartlet."
"Josh," Jed said, not looking away from Abbey.
"Okay, sir." Josh replied, backing out of the room.
"Josh, stop where you are." Abbey called out. She waited until Josh walked back into the room, "Jed..."
"Oh, all right." Jed made a great show of conceding to his wife's will. "You're rehired Josh."
"Thank you, sir." Josh replied with a small grin.
"Don't thank me, thank my wife." Jed told him.
"Thank you, Mrs. Bartlet." Josh said with a big grin.
"You're welcome Josh," Abbey grinned back at him. "Now get lost, before I change my mind."
"Yes, ma'am." Josh replied, hurrying out the door.
Jed turned to Abbey, "I gotta go to work."
"I know... me too."
"I'll see you later... we can discuss possible ways for you to make up for hurting my arm." Jed said.
"Okay, we'll do that."
Hours later, Abbey walked through the Oval Office doors.
When she looked over at her husband's desk, she froze instantly.
There, he sat at his desk... Nothing unusual about that.
What was unusual was the tall blond woman leaning so far over his desk, Abbey was quite sure he could see down her shirt. That woman was practically sitting on the desk... And there sat Jed, in his chair, trying frantically to back away from her.
Abbey's eyebrows hit the ceiling, "Excuse me?" She asked in a tone of voice that was pure ice.
Upon hearing her voice, both turned and looked to the doorway.