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Dirty Little Secret: Aftermath

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Dirty Little Secret: Aftermath

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Dirty Little Secrets: Aftermath

Author: Firetop

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: Season one and two for sure.

Disclaimer: Anyone
you know belongs to Adam Sorkin and NBC.
Everything else belongs to me. I
am making no money out of this.

Summery: I think the
title says it all.

 

Author Note: I know
some of you have been patiently waiting for the next part of this series.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Well I hope I don’t disappoint.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’m finding that this story is developing a
life of its own. I just hope my words do
it justice. Please send all comments
good, bad or indifferent to firetop1015@yahoo.com.



 



 

Dirty Little Secrets: Aftermath

CJ’s POV

 

We’ve all
take turns sitting in this chair for the past month.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We don’t want him to wake up alone.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We fully believe that he will come out of
this shock.

The doctors
aren’t as optimistic. They say the
longer he is like this the less chance of him getting out of it.

The office
isn’t the same. None of us really
are. '> It feels like we are missing a limb.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Not so much as it is missing but more like
being partially paralyzed. We see it
lying there. But no matter what, we
can’t get it to do what we want it to.

Even the
president has been affected. He keeps
asking for Josh by mistake.

He was
furious to say the least when we finally told him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We held our staff meeting off till after she
was sentenced.

Life at a
psychiatric ward.

 

“Where’s
Josh?” He immediately asked.

“He’s in
the hospital Sir.”

“What
happened?” The president sits down.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He s cos concerned.

Leo looks
at all of us. This was his ball
game. We are all happy to let him run
it. “Sir, I’m sure you’ve notices Josh
acting a bit odd lately.”

“Thought it
was the sunburn and the stress from the bill.
You did tell him that he did a good job?”

“Yes sir.”

“Than what
is the problem?”

“Josh never
made it to his vacation this past weekend.”

“Leo I
don’t understand?” The president stood
up and walked around his desk. “Just
tell me what’s going on.”

“I’m trying
sir, but it is hard with you constantly interrupting me.”

“Leo I’m
sorry.” He sits down in one of the
chairs as Leo starts to pace. It was
easy to tell that the president was really shaken at Leo’s tone.

“Josh never
made it to his vacation because he was held captive in his apartment.”

The
president was definitely confused. Our
normal 10 minute staff meeting lasted closer to an hour.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I still don’t think that the president
understood everything.

Hell, even
I don’t understand it. I mean I
understand the attraction, but not the psychosis.style='msaceracerun:yes'> Either of theirs for that matter.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Although Josh’s could be attributed to the Helsinki
syndrome of his good nature. Sam
informed us all of her threat. She told
us where to find the pictures.

Now those
were urbiurbing. She had turned one of Josh’s
closets into a dark room and used it to develop the negatives.style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

She was
definitely one sick puppy.

I look up
from the file on my lap. His eyes are
open again. Nothing unusual.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We close them for him all the time but
sometimes they involuntarily open. I get
up to close them for him. If they sat
open his eyes get dry.

“Hey what
are you doing here?” A raspy voice asks
me.

I look
around.

“Claudia
Jean?”

There is
only one person who can call me that without me punching them.

“Josh, you
are back.”

“I guess,
back from where?”

“Just
relax. I’m going to go and get you a
doctor.” He’s back.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I can’t believe it.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I grab the first doctor I see.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The doctor is as shocked as I was.

I stand by
the bed as the doctor looks Josh over and asks him a few questions.

“CJ, do you
mind?” He asks me as the doctor starts
to remove the blanket.

“Not at all
Josh. I’ve see it all already.”

“Aren’t you
supposed to be in Madrid?”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I guess he has given up trying to get me out
of the room.

That’s when
it hits me. The questions the doctor
asked. Madrid.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I think to myself.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> That was about 2 months ago.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> About a month before this all started with
Josh.

“Josh, I’ve
been back for about two months already.”

“Don’t worry about it. You are
probably just tired.” I quickly
cover. I’m good at skipping over things
I don’t want to talk about.

“Yeah, you
are right.”

“Why don’t
you rest Josh? We will talk more when
you get back up.” The doctor says.

Josh closes
his eyes and is immediately asleep.

I must call
Leo.

“What’s
wrong CJ?” Leo asks when I get him on
the line.

“He’s
awake.”

“What?”

“He’s
awake. I even spoke to him a bit.”

“That’s
great. How does he seem okay?”

“Tired.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> But Leo.”

“Yes?”

“He asked
when I got back from Madrid.”

“That was
two months ago.

“Yes it is
Leo.”

“Okay.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hold him off for a bit.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We’ll come by in a few hours.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’m going to meet with Toby and Sam on this
first.”

“Of course
Leo. I’m going to stay and keep him
company for a while.”

“You do
that CJ. Take care of our boy.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I can’t help but smile as I hang up the phone
and sit back down by Josh’s bed side.

I say a
silent prayer and pick up my report.
It’s nice that Josh is back.

 

Donna’s POV

 

I take
Josh’s hand in mine. Physically it
doesn’t feel any different than yesterday.
But emotionally and psychologically it does.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The past few weeks have been unreal for
me.

At least
his body has healed. The doctors did a
good job. There are no scars.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> No where.
Not even on his penis. I know I
shouldn’t be thinking about that part of my boss but I was worried about it,
like I am about the rest of him.

Besides, I
saw the damage that was done to it. We
all have. We just didn’t want him to be
alone, without anyone he knows in case he wakes up.

I am
honestly glad that CJ was here when he woke up and not me.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I wouldn’t have known what to say to him.

“Donna?”

I look
over. “Josh.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Hiice ice is hoarse.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I hold a cup with a straw to his lips.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Have a drink.”

He takes a
few sips before letting the straw fall from his mouth.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Thanks.”

I brush his
hair off his forehead. “How are you
feeling?”

“Stiff.”

“Well
you’ve been here about a month.”

“A month?”

“Yeah.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> We’ve been worried.”

“What
happened?”

“What’s the
last thing that you remember?”

His eyes
close and his forehead creases. I know
this is him thinking. “I was walking
home. I was on the phone with CJ.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> She just landed in Madrid.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> He looks at me for confirmation.

Toby and
Leo already told me what to say if he doesn’t remember.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Tell him the story that we told everyone
else.

“Josh.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I put my hand on his arm.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “That was about two months ago.”

“But I
thought I’ve been here only a month.” He
questions.

“Yes.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> You’ve been here a month.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It seems you are suffering from short term
amnesia. The doctor will talk to you
more about this tomorrow,”

“Two
months? I lost two months?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> What happened?”

“You were
attacked. A mugging.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> They hit you over the head.”

“Oh.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Josh seems to think about this.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “Why two months then?”

“That’s something
that you should ask the doctors.” I know
why two months.

I found the
letters. There were ten of them.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I remember getting them.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I always put them on his desk with a sticky
note of some sort. Always teasing him
about his girlfriend. If we only
knew. We all teased him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'/spa/span>Maybe that is why he didn’t tell us what was
going on?

I was
looking for an extra pen and there they were.
I tried to ignore them but I figured that his girlfriend would want to
know he was hurt.

After I
read the first one I ran into Toby’s office to show them to him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Leo ended up taking care of them.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> The less people involved, I was told.

The first
one was dated about two months ago.

“So what
have I missed?” Josh asks me.

I give him
vague details about laws and bills going on.
The knock on the door doesn’t come soon enough and Leo walking in with
Toby and Sam.

“I hear we beat
congress into an education bill.” Josh
says.

That bill
brings back too many memories. That was
supposed to be a day of celebration. Unfortunately
we all found out that one of us was in deep trouble.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “There was no we.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It was all you.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Sam tells him.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Leo and Toby nod.

“I wish I
could remember it.”

I
don’t. “Don’t worry about it now.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Leo placates him.

“When can I
get back to work?”

Leave it to
Josh to want to get back into the swing of things.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> “That depends on what the doctors say
tomorrow. If the doctors don’t have a
problem, Donna can start catching you up.”

We
definitely need to talk to his doctors tomorrow.

“Josh we
can’t stay long. Some one can stay with
you if you want.” He doesn’t need to
know that some one has been with him constantly for the past month.

“I’ll be
good. I’m tired.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’ll probably just go back to sleep.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'>

He does look tired.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I surprised that this isn’t bothering him
more. “That’s good.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’ll stay and keep you company for a
bit.” I add.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’m really not ready to leave him alone yet.

Toby, Sam and Leo promise to come
back tomorrow. Leo catches my eye and I
nod. Yes Leo, we will talk
tomorrow. A nurse comes in next with
some food for Josh. Clear broth and Jell-O.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Yum.
Josh and I smile at each other.
We know the drill.

I chat about inane things as Josh
struggles to eat. I emphasize
struggle. I can tell he isn’t used to
moving his limbs. After 5 minutes of
failed attempts I decide to try and help.

“Josh do you need help?”style='mso-tab-count:1'>

Normally Josh would answer no.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> What I get is “Yes, please.”style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Okay.
Maybe part of Josh does remember what happened.

 

Josh’s POV

 

It is great to be getting back to
work. After two days the hospital and
ten days in a rehab facility I’m back home.

But I’m not comfortable here.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I look around and something doesn’t seem
right.< sty style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It might be because it is so
clean. Donna said they got a cleaning
crew in here to clean. Maybe they used a
new cleaning solution that bothers me.

Maybe because I don’t remember
being here for two months. I decide on a
shower. I have two days before I have to
be at work. I think I might spend that
time looking for a new apartment.

Maybe that’s it.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I need a new place to live.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I’ll definitely start looking tomorrow.

My bed is heaven.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> There is nothing like ones own bed.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I shut the lights and close my eyes.

I start
awake. What was that noise?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I get up and double check the locks.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Must have been a neighbor coming home.

I crawl
back into bed and shut the light again.

Another
noise wakes me. Maybe I’m not
tired. Luckily I have new Tom Clancy
novel that Donna bought me. I turn on
the light and start to read.

 

The alarm
wakes me up. Huh?style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I must have fallen asleep while reading.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I look that the book.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I got to page three.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> I must have been more tired than I thought.

I shrug and
start my day.

There is a
new apartment some where with my name on it.

 

End