Summary: It's Jed and Leo's 40th high school reunion.

Notes: Thanks to Dallas, so very much for all of her help with this. I
couldn't have done it without her.


"Toby! I said we aren't going to do it." Jed shouted at his communications
director at their afternoon staff meeting.

"Mr. President, I know you. . ."

"Toby." Leo muttered as the door opened and Mrs. Landingham entered.

"Excuse the disturbance. Mr. President, this came for you earlier." The
elderly secretary walked over to the President's desk and handed him a post
card.

After carefully studying it for a long moment, he turned to his secretary and
said, "Would you call them and tell them three?"

"Certainly, Mr. President." Mrs. L turned and walked out of the room.

"What was that about, Mr. President?" Leo asked.

Jed elected not to answer his friend with words, but instead, look him dead
in the eye.

"NO!" Leo shouted as he got the message.

"It'll be fun, Leo." Jed said.

"NO!" Leo repeated himself. "I don't want to go!" Leo whined in a little
kid's voice.

"And I didn't want to go to that thing the other day, but you made me. One
turn deserves another, Leo. You're going." Jed grinned, as he was pleased
with himself.

"What are the two of you talking about?" Josh finally asked.

"In a few days, is our high school reunion." Jed raised his eyebrows.

~~~

"How'd you find out about it?" Abbey asked her husband as she sat down on
the couch in their bedroom.

"Mrs. Landingham gave me a post card from the people who are in charge of
this thing." Jed replied sitting at the opposite end of the couch his wife
was sitting on.

"Damn!" Abbey exclaimed.

"What was that?"

"Nothing." Abbey replied innocently.

"You wouldn't have been trying to conspire against me, to hide this from me,
would you?" Jed looked over at his wife. Her facial expression said it all.
"That's what I thought. See, and I wasn't going to make you come with Leo
and me." He grinned as he scooted over to her.

"Why don't you leave Leo alone? He doesn't like these things, and you know
it."

"Because he doesn't like these things." Jed answered honestly.

"Jed!" Abbey warned.

Wrapping an arm around his wife, he said, "Please, just come with me. I'll
make it worth your while." Jed raised his eyebrows.

"And how will you do that?" Abbey asked. Moments later, she felt Jed's lips
on her neck. "Stop that!" She chuckled.

"Come with me." He rested his head on her shoulder.

"I don't want to."

"You're going to make me beg, aren't you?"

"You can try, but I don't really think that it will do any good." Abbey
smiled as she pushed his head off of her shoulder.

Helping her stand up, and leading her over to the bed, he said, "Well. . . I
can be very persuasive when I want to be, Dr. Bartlet."


TBC. . .