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| Donna�s pager began buzzing on her hip and she looked at the screen and cringed. �It�s Josh. All hands on deck,� Donna said. Sam nodded and turned quickly, heading to his room to change. �Okay, Meredith, how would you like to see the White House?�
CJ tugged her dangling chandelier earrings out of their holes as she headed for her office. �First date I�ve had in three months and I get called back in,� she muttered before tucking the earrings away in her pocket. �What�s going on?� she asked, changing courses when she spotted Josh who was yelling at someone over the phone. Josh held up his hand for CJ to wait as he continued his conversation. �I don�t care what it takes. Get a message to him. I don�t care if you have to train a pigeon to bring him a note, I need him in my office within the hour!� he shouted before hanging up. �I hate being this guy,� he said to CJ. �No you don�t.� �You�re right, I don�t,� Josh smiled. �What�s going on?� CJ asked, completely focused on the job once again. Or, as focused as she could be with four Grasshoppers under her belt. �I wish I knew. The President came out of the Situation Room with Fitz and Nancy and told me to pull everyone in. Whatever it is, though, has them all scared.� CJ sighed heavily. �Is Leo coming in?� �The President wants a full staff tonight,� Josh said. �I�ve gotta� make some more people angry.��Have fun,� CJ called lamely before turning around and heading for her office once again. �Okay, job one: pizza,� Sam declared after they cleared security. �Shouldn�t job one be finding out why you were called in?� Meredith asked. �Okay, yeah, you�re right, that should be job one. But job two should most definitely be pizza,� Sam amended. �Can you take care of that?� he asked Donna who nodded and smiled at the fact that one of the President�s most trusted advisors was getting his priorities set straight by an eight year old. �Good. Now, Meredith, I�m gonna be busy for, well, probably most of the night. And, frankly, I don�t really know what you�re going to do.� Donna started taking off her coat. �I called Zoey while you were changing. She�ll hang out with Meredith. If this goes as late as I think it will she can stay in the Residence. It�s not like she won�t be safe,� Donna said with a smirk. |
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