Disclaimer: No one read this, I can say anything I want here... Earthlings, take me to your leader... Na-nu, Na-nu...

Summary: Ummm... CJ/Danny.... CJ dealing with some anger... that about covers it.

This was supposed to be a "Snatch" but it turned long. Then the other "Snatches" sneered at it and shunned it. I felt bad, it just wasn't fair how the poor thing was being treated. So I plucked it out of their company and gave it it's own room (and title). The "Snatches" are glad, they didn't want to associate with such riff-raff.

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Carol tapped Danny on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow her. He fell into step beside her as she left the Press Room.

"She's pretty pissed, Danny." Carol warned him softly.

"About what?" He whispered desperately. "I don't remember doing anything lately."

Carol just shrugged.

He sighed and fell silent, preparing himself to talk to CJ.

Carol opened the door a crack for him and gave him a small smile of encouragement as he pushed it open and closed it behind him.

"CJ?" Danny asked tentatively. "What's up?"

She looked up from the papers on her desk. "Danny."

"Carol said you wanted to see me." He glanced around. "Why are the shades shut?"

"People don't want to see me slapping you around."

"You're planning on slapping me around?" Danny swallowed heavily. "If you'll just tell me what's wrong..."

She walked to the other side of the desk, staring at Danny's face. He trailed off as she came closer and backed up a small step. She pushed him onto the couch.

"CJ?" He didn't like being so much shorter than her. Normally she was intimidating, but now she towered over him and he frantically searched his brain for what he might have done wrong.

"Please just tell me what I did." He pleaded. "I can't take it anymore."

She sat next to him and he relaxed slightly at not having to stare up at her. "Everyone thinks I'm really mad at you, everyone is avoiding my office." She reached out a hand to play with a curl of hair.

"CJ?" Danny fidgeted with his hands, forcing himself not to touch her. He decided he must have done something really bad to deserve this torture.

"Danny?" she breathed, an inch from his lips.

He threw caution to the wind and grabbed her neck, pulling her head close for a kiss. She tangled her fingers in his hair and inched closer on the couch. Her thigh touched his and he groaned. His arm reached around her waist and yanked her under him. His body pushed hers into the couch as his hands touched any part of her body they could reach. Adrenaline pounded through him as he savored what he was sure would be a fleeting moment. He waited for the slap that he was sure would soon be coming.

Instead, she yielded under him. Sinking into the couch, she reveled in the weight of his body on hers. She teased his mouth open and tasted him. Her breathing grew ragged as she struggled to do without air for long periods of time and failed. She kissed him again and again, never wanting to stop, never wanting to remember the real world.

Danny lifted himself up and waited for her to realize he was no longer touching her lips. She sighed and slowly opened her eyes, staring into his.

"Are you mad at me?" he asked breathlessly.

She laughed. "If that made you think I was mad, I really need to work on my communication skills."

"But I thought..." He trailed off, confused.

"You believed the rumors going around, that I was gunning for you?"

He grinned. "Well, yeah. They weren't true? Who started them?"

"I did." She smirked at him.

He grew more confused and struggled to make sense of it all while CJ ran her fingernails lightly over his shirt. The light touch was driving him mad, but he needed to focus. "I don't understand. Why did you do that?"

"Look at the door Danny." He obeyed, but quickly looked back at her. "It's closed. And we're alone. In my office."

"And no one has disturbed us." Danny was beginning to catch on, and she rewarded him with a teasing kiss.

"They think I'm in here threatening to have you taken off the White House beat. Nearly everyone is avoiding my office today."

Danny let himself fall down onto her again, crushing her lips against his. She lost herself in the sensations for a moment, then finally pushed him slightly away. "What time is it?"

He stared at her. "Are you kidding? I can barely see straight and you think I can read my watch?"

She smiled shyly and dropped her eyes. "Really?"

"You don't even know what you do to me." He told her softly. "Look at your own watch."

"I can't," she told him. "You're laying on my hand."

He glanced down to find her hand trapped between their stomachs. "Serves you right. Shouldn't have been trying to tickle me."

"Maybe I was headed somewhere else," she told him breathlessly. She enjoyed watching his reaction as he drew in a quick breath and his eyes widened. She pulled her hand out and attempted to focus on the numbers. She finally groaned. "I have a briefing in fifteen minutes."

"So we have fifteen minutes?"

She grinned. "You're not getting off that easily, you're going to have to wait until we have hours and hours of time. Carol will be in to brief me soon, I have to get up."

"Okay." He told her.

"You have to get up too. And you have to leave here looking chastised." She slid out from under him and began to adjust her clothing.

He sighed and stood. "Just a few more months, right?"

She smiled at him. "More than few, Danny. Almost two-" She was cut off by his lips on hers.

"Shh." He told her, replacing his lips with his finger. "Months sounds better than years."

Her eyes softened as she stared into his. "Get out," she ordered softly.

He saluted and walked to the door, turning once to blow her a kiss. As he walked out, CJ heard him complain to Carol, "That woman is a slave driver. Please try to get her back in a good mood soon, she's driving me crazy."

Josh peaked in a few moments later. "CJ?" he whispered.

"Yeah?"

"Danny looked pretty shell-shocked on his way out of here. You weren't too hard on him, were you? He's a nice guy."

She glared at him. "Oh, I gave it to him all right. But he's a big boy, he can handle it."

Josh glanced at her once more before scurrying out of the room to save himself.

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