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C.J was walking through the Communications bullpen when she heard a phone slam loudly down. She walked towards the source of the noise: Sam's office. "What happened?" She asked, still shocked from the slamming sound.

"Nothing," Sam said in an emotionless tone. "I just had a lovely conversation with the man who claims to be my father," he said putting a sarcastic emphasis on the word 'father.'

"Is there something wrong between you and your dad?" C.J. asked, not knowing what his father had done.

Sam looked down at his desk, avoiding C.J.'s concerned expression. "I found out on Tuesday that my 'father' has been having an affair for the last twenty-eight years. My mom walked in on them a week ago and kicked him out."

"Oh Sam, I am so sorry," C.J. said with sincerity in her voice. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Not really," he said with a long sigh. "I think I'm just going to go home and relax." He got up and began putting on his coat when a single tear dropped from his eye. It did not go unnoticed by C.J. who immediately pulled him into a hug as he cried on her shoulder.

"It's okay, Sam. Let it out. I'm here for you." The two stayed in an embrace for about five minutes until Sam pulled away.

"Thanks, I needed that," he said, trying to sound a little more upbeat.

"How about I take you to dinner?" C.J. asked. "You look like you could use some cheering up."

"Uh, sure, why not?"

"Great. Let's get going then, Spanky."

Sam smiled. He always liked it when she called him that, although he never let her know that.

"Sam? Earth to Sam! Are you still there?" He must have spaced out, thinking about C.J. He nodded. "Good, come on, let's go."

"Okay. Oh, and C.J.?"


"Thanks for being a great friend."

"Hey, no problem. Now let's go before the restaurant closes."

And with that, the two walked out of the West Wing together.

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