"Yes. Thank you." She said softly before glancing at the coffin and
feeling everyone's eyes on her. She cleared her throat and stepped forward a
little. "I've known Ross for nearly six years. I don't know what that means
in the grand scheme of things, but I wish I'd known him longer. He helped me
understand who I was, and part of me feels that he's still at it. He's a part
of everyone he's ever met, even the people he's arrested." She said with a
weak chuckle. Behind her, Max and the other agents smiled.

"I know that he was the kind of person who never stayed upset for very
long, and he used to make fun of me for hanging on to some emotions for too
long. He made fun of me for a lot of things. Said I never stayed in one place
very long and that he was gonna nail my feet to the floor just to make me
stick around. I'm sure he would have if he could, but things change." KD
paused and wiped away a tear. "I never wanted to say goodbye to you this way,
Ross. You weren't supposed to go this way. Now you have, and I just want you
to know, that I can't deny myself anymore. Rest in peace, Ross. I'll miss
you, but I know that you will always be there." She added in a weak voice,
her throat closing up as she dropped a rose on to the coffin and stepped back
into Toby's arms. He held her close as she tried not to cry. He held her
closer and whispered softly into her ear.

"It's okay to let go." He assured her and held her tight. She held him
back and let a tear fall into his jacket. The funeral proceeded for another
few minutes and then KD watched as the coffin was lowered into the ground.
She tossed a handful of dirt on to it and then walked away, her hand clasped
into Toby's. They got in the car and rode it to the Gavin residence, a small
house in the suburbs of town that was being maintained by Gavin's neighbor.
They walked into the small living room and sat down against the couch. Hours
passed by as they talked amongst themselves. KD talked to Max and several
others about the memories, good and bad, of times with Ross. It came on noon,
and the mourners were sitting around, talking softly but making plans to go
home. KD was talking to Toby softly about what they were going to do when
they got home when an elderly man walked up to them and interrupted.

"Excuse me, Dr. Brody?" He asked carefully.

"Yeah, that's me." KD replied warily.

"My name is Charles DeGarro. I'm Mr. Gavin's attorney." The man
exclaimed, holding out his hand. KD frowned and shook it, leaning forward.
Toby watched the man carefully. "Would you mind if we went somewhere to talk
privately?" DeGarro continued.

"No, not at all. You mind if my fiancé comes along?" She asked as she
rose to her feet. DeGarro shook his head and then Toby's hand.

"Toby Ziegler. Nice to meet you, if not only under better circumstances."
Toby said softly. DeGarro nodded and led the way to a room on the second
floor. KD waited patiently for him to speak.

"As you know, Mr. Gavin has no children and no family." DeGarro started.
KD nodded slowly, not realizing what he was getting at.

"Yeah, he was a hard worker. He had a couple dogs that he called his kids
but for the most part, he didn't want a family to put through the torture of
being run by a man who got shot at for a living." She said absentmindedly.

"Because there is no next of kin, Mr. Gavin left his estate to you.
There's no need to hold a will reading because he left everything to you. He
said that he was prepared if you wanted to sell everything, but he left a
list of a few things he wanted you to have." DeGarro explained as he opened
his briefcase and handed a stunned KD a copy of the will. She trembled
slightly as she flipped through the pages before looking back at the old man.

"Thank you." She said softly. He smiled and nodded.

"I'm sorry, Dr. Brody, for your loss. I know Ross cared about you a great
deal." He assured her. She smiled and nodded, a single tear dripping down her
face. Toby squeezed her shoulder. "Mr. Ziegler. If you'll excuse me." The two
watched as the elderly lawyer moved down the stairs. Toby looked at the
papers in KD's hands and then into her eyes.

"You don't have to deal with this stuff now, kid." He assured her. "When
we get back, we'll ask Josh or Sam to help us out, but I don't want you to
worry about this now." He insisted. She nodded and folded the papers.

"I don't want to worry about this right now." She said softly. "I just
need to find the things on his list before we go back. I'm not making another
trip out here." She said softly. Toby nodded.

"Okay. We'll take a look." He assured her.

"Of course you would monopolize my weekend." Donna teased as she walked
with Josh down towards the restaurant. Josh grinned and held her closer.

"Just like old times, perhaps?" He returned playfully.

"No. Old times would be you taking me shopping, like I still think you
should do." Donna exclaimed. Josh laughed and shook his head.

"Uh, uh. Never again." He insisted.

"Never?" Donna repeated with a sad face. Josh mimicked the face and
kissed her gently.

"Ever." He finished as they reached the restaurant. "Uh, I see our
party." He told the maitre d and lead the way to the table where Leo,
Margaret and Sam sat. "Are we fashionably late?" He asked as he pulled out
Donna's chair and then sat next to her.

"As usual." Leo retorted. "But I figure it's Sunday, so I'll let you have
your ten minutes." He added.

"Speaking of which, why are we meeting on a Sunday?" Sam asked, leaning
forward in his chair impatiently.

"We're here because number one, because I said so. Two, just because it's
the weekend, doesn't mean the country stops running. Three, we need to talk
about some of the stuff that's coming up, including the thing the First Lady
is planning. Damn, that woman's going to get me in trouble." Leo added in a
mutter. Everyone chuckled weakly.

"Hey, you kept your promise. You didn't tell us. Mal told me and Mrs.
Bartlet told Josh from what I hear." Sam exclaimed. Leo shrugged.

"Hope you're there to protect me with that argument, Sam." Leo teased.
"Anyway, John Lewis called to tell me he's going to veto the Economic pact.
That leaves Mathis, Woodward and Aiello."

"And our Mathis person is out." Josh mused aloud.

"I hope so. I don't Katy back to work for another three days at least.
Toby's coming back Tuesday but she's gonna rest at home, I think. He's still
trying to convince her. Their plane lands some time tomorrow morning." Leo
said slowly. Everyone around the table flashed him a reassuring look, trying
not to seem condescending.

"I can handle Aiello." Sam said suddenly. "And Josh, you can take
Woodward. Maybe we can have the President talk to Mathis." He added
playfully. Leo groaned.

"Only if we wanted him to have a heart attack." He muttered.

"Which one?" Josh teased.

"Oh, grow up." Leo retorted.

"Where's the fun in that?" Josh returned. The table broke into laughter
while Josh just grinned.

"Jed, where are you-" Abbey was interrupted when she collided with her
husband. Jed chuckled and took hold of her arms.

"Getting a little frantic, sweetie?" He teased. "I'm right here." He
added before letting go of her and moving to his desk. One thing about being
the President of the United States was that every room in the place had a
desk for you. He had one in the Oval office, he had one in his room, one in
the Lincoln bedroom and two at Camp David.

"I was wondering. Do you think that if I kept going with this thing, it
might make her feel better? To be surrounded the ones that she loves?" Abbey
asked as she came back into the room with her jacket on. Jed looked at her, a
pensive look on his face.

"I think it would. She needs that kind of support right now, and we all
really care about her." He replied honestly. Abbey nodded and leaned next to
him on the edge of the desk.

"When does she get back?" She asked softly.

"Tomorrow. Their plane lands at ten." He replied as he slipped an arm
around her waist and kissed her neck gently. She smiled and leaned into him
gently.

"I just got this thing on." She murmured.

"Mind if I help reverse the process?" Jed asked as he kissed her jaw.

"Later." She assured him and kissed him gently on the lips before moving
for the door. "I've got things to do."

"It's Sunday." Jed whined.

"Doesn't mean the world stops spinning." Abbey called behind her before
disappearing into the hallway. Jed smirked and shook his head, turning back
to his desk to sort through the papers that were piling up there. He was
tired, and all he wanted to do today was sit on the couch and read, or maybe
watch the TV and learn more about the strange people who unfolded their lives
on live television with no regard for dignity.

CJ tapped her pen on the table in her apartment, trying to think clearly
and having a problem doing so. There was so much going on and she didn't know
which to deal with first. There were the normal stresses: dealing with the
press, working at the White House, trying to make the country and the world a
better place somehow. Then there was KD and all the things that were
happening to her. CJ was starting to believe that woman would never be
allowed a happy, normal life. Finally, there was Danny. He was the most
confusing situation of all. It had been a little over three years since Jed
Bartlet was elected President of the United States and the whole time, CJ had
been dealing with Danny. She had to admit, if only to herself, that her
defenses were wearing thin.

How many times could she say no? Granted there were those times when
they'd kiss, talk softly, share a dinner or lunch together. But were they
anything? They'd never done anything that screamed 'commitment' and now CJ
was starting to wonder how it was that she truly felt. So here she sat on a
Sunday afternoon, just trying to sort through all the feelings and emotions
that were floating through her head. A soft knock at the door brought her out
of the semi-trance she'd put herself in and caused her to look around the
room. She got up and moved across the carpet to the door. She unlocked it
carefully and pulled it open, revealing a smirking Danny with his hands
behind his back.

"Hello." He said with a sly grin. She leaned against the door frame and
smirked back, trying to look stern but failing miserably.

"What are you doing here, Daniel?" She asked playfully.

"I'm here to whisk you off your feet and take you out for a night on the
town." Danny replied as he revealed the single red rose that he had been
hiding. "So come on."

"Danny, I can't just come with you somewhere at the drop of a hat." CJ
insisted as he handed her the rose.

"Where else do you have to be?" He asked all-knowingly. She opened her
mouth to respond but couldn't think of the right retort.

"Let me just get my jacket." She conceded with a smile. Danny grinned and
nodded. CJ chuckled as she went to her hall closet, got her coat and came
back out to him. She grabbed her keys and purse and let Danny lead her away.

To Be Continued . . .