Chapter Seven
The President is sitting in the chair facing the door, his cane by his side. Kate Harper and some other men CJ assumes work for NASA and the FBI are sitting on the couches. "Godd afternoon, Mr. President. You wanted to see us?" The President looks at CJ. "We found the leak." She nods and looks at Toby. "I'm sorry, Mr. President. I..." The President wasn't finished talking, and the look he shoots CJ tells her so. "It was someone at NASA. He felt that I should send someone to save his colleagues, so he called up a reporter." CJ is so shocked she's dizzy, and would have fallen down right there if Toby wasn't supporting her. "Someone at NASA, sir?" President Bartlet nods. "Yeah, so we're gonna need you guys here. No more vacation time." CJ can't speak at the moment, so Toby steps in. "Would you excuse us, Mr. President? CJ and I need to go make some calls." The President nods and Toby leads CJ to her office.
Once inside her office with the door closed, CJ turns to Toby. "It was someone at NASA!" He nods. "I thought I told....I need to call him." She turns and picks up the phone, dialing the number from memory. "It's CJ. What exactly did I tell you the other night? I thought I...but I didn't. So, what exactly happened the other night?"
"You'd think you could walk around your own backyard, too, but you proved a minute ago that you can't." With a sign, CJ turns around to talk to her room and walks right into the stair railing. Laughing, Toby grabs her arm and leads her up the stairs. He shoves her in the direction of her room and laughs. "You need some help changing?" At her glare, he decides that going downstairs would be much safer than standing there making fun of his wet best friend. "I'm gonna make some coffee. Get cleaned up and dried off and then we'll talk about Bartlet and, you know, getting you some new glasses."