Title: A Friend
In Need is a Friend Indeed 1/1
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Aaron Sorking and The West Wing. He
created these characters and they belong to him. The song belongs to Our Lady
Peace titled "Life"
Summary: Josh talks about his
Josh had his feet resting in the window, with his chair
tilted backward. It was a calm night, the stars lucid in the dark sky, the moon
full and bright, the only sounds were rain drops hitting the window and his
radio playing quietly on his desk. Josh leaned back in his chair, folding his
hands under his chin as he rested his head and closed eyes to block out the
radio. The soft light from the lamp in the corner making the small tears visible
on his checks as they made there way down his face and onto his hands.
Josh quickly turned around at the sound of the voice
behind him. The most unmistakable voice, a voice that kept you on your toes.
"Mr. President." He quickly wiped the tears from his face as he stood and
started walking around his desk.
"Please Josh stay
Josh took his seat again on his couch, trying despartly to
hide his face from the President.
"It's one o'clock in the morning, you
should be at home." The president sat next to Josh.
"And shouldn't you be
in the residence?"
"Don't fool with me Josh."
"Sorry sir." Josh
turned to look out the window.
Bartlet nodded, "Really Josh, what's up?"
He asked softly.
"Nothing sir. I was just thinking."
normally cry when thinking?"
Josh quickly turned and glared at the
president. Bartlet sat staring back with his elbows on his knees and his hands
clasped infront of him, antcipating what Josh would say. "Not all the time.
Depends on what I'm thinking about."
"Want to tell me what your thinking
"Oh." Bartlet looked down at his hands. He
knew how Josh felt about his father. He worshiped the man, during the campaign
he remember how Josh would always say, 'I can't wait til' my father hears this'.
His dad was proud of Josh and Josh loved making him proud. "What are you
thinking about him?"
"I keep thinking about 'what if he was alive'. I
always think about what it would be like to take him through the halls of the
west wing, to show him my office, to introduce him to the president, to call him
when I pass the bill on tobacco and guns. " Josh bowed his head slightly. "My
whole life I wanted to make him proud and this would have made him
"You've made him proud before Josh."
"Not like this. Few
people get to do what I do. He was proud of Leo and his Job as Labour Secretary.
He would've loved to have seen Leo, a good friend, as Chief of Staff and his son
as his deputy. I would've loved to have seen his face at
Bartlet reached out and put his hand on Josh's shoulder.
"He was proud already, I know he was. Josh, I'm proud of you, believe me he was
Josh nodded and sat in silence for a few moments.
"I remember the squariels," He chuckeled. "He used to chase the squariels with a
broom every morning. He'd swear a little as he chased them over the fence for
eating the bird seed. I told him they had things for that now, but he vowed not
to spend money when he could 'teach' the squariels not to touch his bird
Bartlet laughed, "Sounds like an amazing father. I would've like
to have meet him."
"He was amazing, he always wanted to meet you." Josh
laughed, "Not because he wanted to shake your hand, but because he wanted
throtle you as it was your fault he doesn't have grandchildren."
wanted grandchildren didn't he?"
"Yeah, he wanted me to get married and
have a granddaughter."
"I could see you with a daughter." The president
"Yeah I could take her to a Mets game, or a Knicks games."
"Then when she turned of age CJ could bring her into the sisterhood."
Josh started to laugh, and cry both at the same time. Bartlet put a hand
on Josh's knee to try and comfort him.
"I miss him." Tears started
coming down Josh's face. "I miss him a lot. When I lost him I lost what little I
had left of Joannie. She was just like him in everyway and everytime I looked at
my dad I could see her." Josh couldn't stop the tears, he quickly tried to rub
Bartlet reached over and hugged Josh as he cried onto the
president's shoulder. "I know you do Josh." Josh held on tight to the President,
after all him and Leo were his fathers.
Josh pulled away after a few
moments, a little embarrased by what happened. He started to wipe the tears away
when he noticed the look the President gave him, it said everything. "Thanks."
"No problem Josh. It was my pleasure. Listen you don't have
to feel embarrased if anyone asks you were showing me how to work the phones."
Bartlet laughed. "Now, I want you to go home, sleep, take a nice shower and show
He reached his hand out to shake the presidents before he
The Deputy Chief of Staff watched as the President, his
mentor, his father walked through the dark hallways of the west wing armed with
only one Secret Service agent.
He walked back to his desk, and started
to shut down his computer and pack his things. He grabbed his coat as he turned
his attention to the radio on his desk. He stopped and listened to the
<< "How many times have you been pushed around?
does anybody care?
and how many times have your
friends let you down?" >>
He quickly turned it off. "Tons,
yes, yes, None." He answered.
Oh life is waiting for
it's all messed up but we're alive
Oh life is waiting for
it's all messed up we will survive