Author: Regency

Title: A Little To The Left

Rating: PG and possibly higher

Pairing: Abbey/Jed; Toby/CJ

Category: violence; romance; implied and actual sexual situations; language

Summary: He always envisioned that in ten years, she'd be taking care of him. He never thought he'd be the one taking care of her. Especially not so soon.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Aaron Sorkin unless otherwise specified.

Author's Notes: I know nothing about Camp David.

Prologue

It's a beautiful night.

He remembers thinking that as he stood with Abbey on the upstairs balcony of their cabin, looking down over their family and friends socializing on the lakeshore at Camp David. She'd snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her chin on his shoulder. He could feel her warm breath upsetting his already unruly hair.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She tightened her arms around him, protectively. She's always wanted to protect him from himself.

"I don't believe you." He looked over his shoulder and smiled at her. How could he explain it, this feeling? He sighed and took her hands in his.

"I love you more than you can ever know, Abigail. If something happens…I just want you to know that." Her eyes sparkled in the new moonlight and he found himself mesmerized by their clarity. So much love and it was for him. Why did that scare him?

"Well, I love you more than words can say, but what something?"

"Hmmm…" His hand came up to trace her nose. He loved her nose.

"What something? What something could happen, in which I'd need to know that?" He shrugged.

"I don't know, but I have this unbelievable feeling, Abbey. There's something coming and I haven't the slightest idea what it is. All I know is, Abbey, I think I'm going to lose you." She smiled softly and kissed his temple. She unwrapped her arms from around his waist and walked around to face him. She took his face in her hands. She looked deep into his eyes.

"You will never lose me. God himself would have to fight to keep us apart. You have to know that I will never willingly leave your side again. You've got me; deal with it." He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed her forehead to his. "Would you like to take this inside…Mr. President?" He growled at her and propelled them inside. This was shaping up to be quite the evening. How much so, even he had no idea.

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