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Dancing Drunk by Teanna
Fandom: THE WEST WING
Pairing: CJ/Toby
Author on LJ: not anymore
Author Website: Roadkill
Why this must be read:
This is an unhappy, complicated story that's lovely nonetheless; it examines CJ and Toby's relationship - in all its forms - in jagged snapshots scattered over the years. It deals mainly with the gut-wrenching reality of Season Two, the year that started with Josh and the President getting shot and ended with the MS scandal. Teanna draws some suprising parallels between the two.
Through it all, they have each other. Each other, and the specter of Toby's ex-wife hanging over them. And they're never kind to one another. Teanna shows us just how unkind.
ETA: And. The link.
Dancing Drunk
Pairing: CJ/Toby
Author on LJ: not anymore
Author Website: Roadkill
Why this must be read:
This is an unhappy, complicated story that's lovely nonetheless; it examines CJ and Toby's relationship - in all its forms - in jagged snapshots scattered over the years. It deals mainly with the gut-wrenching reality of Season Two, the year that started with Josh and the President getting shot and ended with the MS scandal. Teanna draws some suprising parallels between the two.
Through it all, they have each other. Each other, and the specter of Toby's ex-wife hanging over them. And they're never kind to one another. Teanna shows us just how unkind.
Toby's in the doorway, then inside her office, his eyes, he's looking at everything and everyone at the same time, he's been doing this wild - eyed thing since the shooting, since he found Josh bleeding. CJ's hugging the walls and Toby's checking the rooms for assassins and Sam, Sam hasn't stopped running since it happened.
Sam ran, and jumped, to get her down, he saved her life, then he got up, and when Toby screamed he ran to Josh and then he ran to the medics and then he ran at GW and in the hallways of the West Wing, in all the hallways at the White House, he writes while he runs, he talks as he's running, he's running away from a rain of bullets.
"I heard you were sick," says Toby, not looking at her because he's busy checking her goldfish for concealed weapons.
"Really? I heard the President and Josh were shot," she replies. Her voice is coming from a far away place, it's detached and not really her voice.
Toby's keeping his back to a wall, not to the door. A voice in her head tells her he has finally cracked, but another voice tells her she has cracked, too, and so she shouldn't be judgmental.
"How do we stop Sam from running?" CJ mumbles, into her hands.
Toby is busy flinching: someone just passed her door.
CJ shakes her head. Walking wounded, my ass. Walking dead, more like.
"This wasn't what I signed up for," she tells Toby, but Toby's gone already, he's always gone.
ETA: And. The link.
Dancing Drunk