Disclaimer: Even the idea is not mine, see below.

Note: This is in response to a challenge posted 1-29-04 http://www.livejournal.com/community/conflctofintrst/9666.html

I know, it's a bit late. Ah, well.

Write a C.J. and Danny story using at least two of these phrases:

"You walked in with legs up to your neck"

"You walked in I'm a physical wreck"

"You walked in I've lost my cool babe, But what'd you expect"

"When you walk in baby love begins"

"When you walk by baby ooh my my"

"When you come around, my jaw hits the ground"

"When you shake your thing I jump outta my skin"

"When you cross the floor I scream "more baby more""

"When you flash your smile you drive me wild"

"theres a carrot top who can barely walk, with a sippy cup of milk"

"Drink it up, love her and she'll bring you luck"

"I'm the sunshine in your hair"

"I'm the shadow on the ground"

"I'm the whisper in the wind"

"I'm your imaginary friend"

Then include a reference to baseball and a player named Lou.

Have one of the following people in it:

Josh Lyman

Sam Seaborn

Toby Ziegler

President Bartlet

Leo McGarry

Donna Moss

And if you're really good and want to try something, see if you can get the ghosts of Elvis and President Lincoln into the story.

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Also, this was written while watching/ listening to "Apocalypse Now", so one guess on who makes an appearance.

And every 10 stories I'll remind people of my website, so this is #40: http://www.amandareichert.com/lois/

Also, I have a new email address so be warned if I haven't told you already!

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"I've told you a million times, no." CJ rolled her eyes and kept walking.

Danny hurried to keep up. "I've only asked you out nine hundred thousand times, where'd the rest of the times come from?"

CJ struggled not to laugh. "The rest must have been when you weren't there, I was imagining it."

"I'm your imaginary friend?"

CJ shook her head and told him dryly, "Yeah, that's it."

"Admit it, you dream about me."

They reached her office and she turned suddenly. "What are you doing back here?"

"I was busy keeping up with you, I didn't notice where we were going. You have long legs."

She gave him an amused look and tried not to show how his nearness was affecting her. "I know."

"I thought that the first time I saw you."

"We're not discussing my legs." CJ told him, exasperated.

He ignored her. "The first time I saw you. You walked in with legs up to your neck."

"Danny?"

He blinked. "Yeah, back now. Got a little distracted thinking about your legs."

"Danny."

"Oh, my story. The First Lady gave an interview in which she mentioned seeing a ghost in the White House?"

"President Lincoln?"

Danny consulted his notes. "Elvis."

"Elvis isn't dead."

"Can I quote you on that?"

CJ smiled. "You're just messing with me about Elvis, right?"

"Hey, I needed some reason to follow you around."

"Why start now?"

"President Bartlet!" Danny stepped quickly away from CJ.

"Hey Danny."

CJ glanced around, realizing she'd been so engrossed in talking to Danny she hadn't even seen the Secret Service men swarming around.

"Sir, did you need something?"

"On my way to Josh's office."

"Sir?"

"I needed a walk." His eyes twinkling, he added, "And you looked like you needed rescuing from the Press."

CJ blushed. "Thank you, sir."

He nodded and moved onto Josh's office.

"I'll see you later, Danny." CJ dismissed him.

He nodded. "We'll talk more about your legs later."

"Danny!" she hissed and moved closer. "Cut it out."

"No one's ever talked about your legs?" He teased.

She thought for a moment. "Well, college. My boyfriend Lou."

"I don't like him already."

CJ smothered a smile as she teased him more. "He was a baseball player. And those pants..."

"CJ!"

She blinked and focused on Danny. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Think I'd look good in baseball pants?"

She smiled lazily. "Only one way to find out."

"You two still out here? I could fire you, you know!"

"I don't work for you, sir." Danny pointed out.

The President thought about that for a moment. "I think you're right."

"I'm sorry, sir." CJ finally found her voice.

"I'm just messing with you, CJ." The President waved her off. "You deserve to have some fun."

Danny grinned but kept silent.

The President noticed. "But not too much fun."

CJ blushed as the President moved away.

"Bye, Danny," she told him quietly. "I'll see you at the briefing."

He grinned and finally moved away, back to his cubicle to think about where to buy baseball pants.

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