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15 July 2008 @ 10:13 pm
FIC POST  

I notice lately I have been posting 2 or 3 times a day.  I think this needs to stop.....I should go back to one post a day.  Not that I am posting meaningless stuff but I dont want to become OMG LJ girl and just post when the silliest things happen like I see a butterfly or have a cookie craving.

Anyhoo, not why I'm here.  I'm here because I wrote this story.  And it is the first time I have ever explored Abbey Bartlet.  Its not THE Abbey Bartlet, you know, canon Abbey, but the one that was in my mind at the current moment.  Read it and let me know what you think.  I hope I captured just a bit of her essence, even if it is only her essence in my own mind (Yeah, I know that one didnt make much sense).  So, check it out.  Feedback is toe socks and cocoa on a cold day.

This one is for the girls who support my habit, the CJ/Abbey girls,
sterling_sky, harlowbabe, indigo_inferno.
And a million thanks to jem80 for the read-through.

Title: Catch and Release
Author: Montiese
Category: Angst/Drama
Characters: Abbey, Jed, CJ
Pairing: Jed/Abbey, CJ/Abbey
Rating: MATURE
Summary: “Did you have me mistaken for your other lover?”
Author’s Note: I don’t know where this came from but now its here.

Abbey’s back arched as her hands gripped the cotton sheets beneath her naked body. Oh God, she was not sure how much longer she could hold on. Her lover’s soft hands caressed her breasts…knowing fingers swept across her rock hard nipples.
 
“Dear God, oh dear God.”
 
A warm, rough tongue wrapped around her most precious jewel. Sucking and nipping while Abbey’s eyes fluttered back in her head. She inhaled the strong scent of her want, mixed with her lover’s, and relished its familiarity.
 
“Ohhh…”
 
Whimpering, the First Lady grabbed a fistful of the thick hair nestled between her thighs. Her whole body trembled as she moved closer to the edge. Abbey never knew she could stand so close without falling. She thrust forward, tripping through the clouds.
 
“Claudia Jean! Claudia Jean!” She grasped broad shoulders and her blue-green eyes flew open. Seized by fear, she pushed the person away from her body.
 
“What's the matter, Abbey?” Jed looked at his wife with concern. He moved close again but his touch was tentative. “Hey, are you alright?”
 
“I thought…Jed, did I…?”
 
“Did you what? Did you come? You came alright.” He chuckled, kissing her mouth. Abbey tasted herself on his lips and tongue. “Did you have me mistaken for your other lover?”
 
“Oh please.” Abbey rolled her eyes as her heartbeat slowed. “He never comes on Tuesdays; he knows it’s our time.”
 
She allowed her husband to come close again. She let him touch her and she touched him as well. He was hard not soft; too rough instead of tender.  He growled her name, biting a little too hard. Abbey grimaced under his thrusting, shutting her eyes tight and seeing the face of another. The most beautiful face she had ever seen. Soft skin, laughing eyes, long arms to pull Abbey into her, and perfect fingers. Those fingers made Abbey come so much she cried. Those lips burned Abbey’s skin but never left their mark.
 
The mark on her belonged to the man on top of her. The man who still liked to pin her down because she told him once that she liked it. She still loved him in her mind but not her heart. Did he know that she performed her climax? Did he mind that she did not want to be held but would rather curl into herself? Was he only pretending to sleep and knew that she climbed out of bed a little while later?
 
Afraid of being heard in the bathroom, the First Lady slid into her satin robe. She crept into the sitting room, opened her cell phone and pressed two.
 
“Hello.” The voice on the other end was drowsy but seemed pleased. The latter may have been Abbey’s imagination.
 
“Are you alone?”
 
“No, not tonight.”
 
“Do you miss me? Why has it been so long since I have seen you? I miss you.”
 
“I can't talk.”
 
“Who’s with you?”
 
“You know who’s with me. I really can't talk, I'm sorry.”
 
“I don’t know if you are.”
 
“What do you want from me?” CJ asked. She didn’t sound exasperated, just sad.
 
“I don't know.”
 
“Well then I have to say goodnight.”
 
Abbey heard the soft click of the disconnecting line before she could respond in kind. She thought of calling back but what would be the use? She was taken now, at least Abbey believed her to be. Whatever the truth was, CJ had slipped away. It had been too long since Abbey felt her touch or tasted her skin. Too long since there were whispered promises in the dark…whispered lies. It was over; it had been for some time. Abbey Bartlet’s heart needed to catch up with her mind.
 
She pushed two on her phone again. This time she listened to the annoying ring until the voicemail picked up.
 
“Hey, it’s CJ; leave a message at the tone. Thanks, bye.’ BEEP!
 
“If it’s over, tell me it’s over. If you don’t say then I will hold on. I won't have a choice because you know how I feel about you. You have to tell me to let go; at least then, I can try. If you can't say it, then perhaps I am not the only one who still wants this. Goodnight.”
 
Abbey hung up, leaving the cell phone on the side table. She went back into the bedroom and undressed. Sliding between the sheets, she accepted her husband’s embrace. Abbey softly kissed his sleeping lips. Perhaps she was where she belonged. She made choices long before she met CJ. Once she had been happy…that feeling could return. She and Jed chose each other; their love had always been so strong. It was up to Abbey. Since when did she let others control her destiny?
 
“Are you alright?” Jed pulled her closer, kissing her temple.
 
“Mmm, yeah. I'm going to be fine.”
 
“Alright. Goodnight, Abbey, I love you.”
 
“I love you too.”
 
The days were getting shorter and soon this would be the past. When it was all over Abbey didn’t even know how much time they would have. Moments with Jed were becoming more precious than ever. She had held on for over 30 years, riding up and down on waves that sometimes shook her to her core. It was time to tighten her grip.
 
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I'm In....: the lair
I Feel....: lovedloved
I Hear....: "This Ones For The Girls" Martina McBride
 
 
 
crazymulecrazymule on July 16th, 2008 03:01 am (UTC)
Interesting side of her. I could definitely see her lusting after CJ while in bed with her husband.

Just for the record the song you are listening to drives me batty. :)
SSA McGeek: Abbey....smart is so sexymcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 12:46 pm (UTC)
Batty in a good way? I am like Martina McBride's biggest fan....I love her the mostest : )

So glad you read the story, this exploration of Abbey is taking me down a new road and while my steps are tentative, my curiosity is peaked.
vegawriters: Getting Spanked!  (Grissom)vegawriters on July 16th, 2008 03:26 am (UTC)
I'm glad to see where you went with this. It's definitely an interesting twist.

I see a butterfly or have a cookie craving.
DUDE. Posting about cookie cravings is important. ;-)
SSA McGeek: Claudia Jean & Abbey....girl lovemcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 12:48 pm (UTC)
I have to admit, cookie cravings are important but I need to keep restrictions on myself, no more than two at most. But things are happening and I do want you guys to know.

I love where this story went to, it took me to another side of the Abbey I have been writing thus far and I think I may want to explore her more.
one of those regular weird people.: Abbey - Bedroomsterling_sky on July 16th, 2008 04:43 am (UTC)
*bounces* CJ/Abbey! CJ/Abbey! CJ/ABBEY/JED/ANGSTY-FIC! You know how what a sucker I am for this stuff. XD

This is it though, my dear. This is the nuts & bolts of it. And I *love* what you did with the ending, because it's something that has somehow always slipped my mind before - that she knows he has less time than she does, and that there's a whole new... I don't want to say dimension, because it sounds kind of pretentious, but that's basically what it is, another element of the triangle, another reason for it to be so terrible for her to be in love with/in bed with CJ... and yet not terrible, because love is never terrible and never wrong, except for when it is. Oh, guilt-ridden angsty Abbey, I love you so. XD And I love *you*, darl, for writing our beloved Washington gals so eloquently.
SSA McGeek: Abbey Bartlet....so complicatedmcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 12:50 pm (UTC)
I can truly tell you this story wrote itself. It started in my mind as CJ/Abbey hotness, switched to Jed/Abbey hotness (which kinda freaked me out), and then switched to a fantasy sequence, all in the span of about 6 hours. I just chased after it with my pen, trying to make sure I got it right.

I'm so glad you liked it, there is something so beautiful about guilty, angsty Abbey, isnt it?
one of those regular weird people.: Truth About Jane - SC Car windowsterling_sky on July 16th, 2008 10:41 pm (UTC)
I think you definitely got it right - and what is writing if not chasing things about with our pens (and/or keyboards).

The only thing better than Abbey is guilty, angsty Abbey. XD
Starhuggerererer.: drainedpinkinks on July 16th, 2008 03:50 pm (UTC)
This is wonderful. The stories that write themselves are often the best kind. Often they take you into unchartered waters but that's the fun of it sometimes.

Thanks so much for this. You have nailed the guilt thing good and hard. Trust me on that.
SSA McGeek: Claudia Jean....fearful thoughtsmcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 04:16 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much. I hope the next one is a little happier though. The entire relationship is a bit schizophrenic but I want to explore every crevice of it...I am sure there is a story to be told in every corner.
A. M. R.: WW | CJ/A | Unfinished Symphonyindigo_inferno on July 16th, 2008 05:07 pm (UTC)
Oh yes. Yes please. Good stuff. Me likes. A lot. Very angsty indeedy, but we all know that this is part of CJ/Abbey. This is the real thing... *more please*
SSA McGeek: Claudia Jean & Abbey....girl lovemcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 05:11 pm (UTC)
More to come for sure, though I think I want to go back to happygirl land for a while...that one took a lot out of me. Oh, and I am still working on your sand prompt but it was kinda sad so I left it for a while. We need some happy. Any suggestions?
A. M. R.: WW | CJ/A | Punchindigo_inferno on July 16th, 2008 05:12 pm (UTC)
Yes, actually I have. I am addicted to smarties lately. And how happy and bouncy they make me. I wanna share my bag of smarties with CJ now ... ;)
SSA McGeek: Claudia Jean and Tobus.....best friendsmcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 05:15 pm (UTC)
CJ, Abbey, and suckable candy.....you bad girl *meow*

Now that will take all of us to a very happy place.
A. M. R.: Romy | Grinindigo_inferno on July 16th, 2008 05:19 pm (UTC)
It's the simple things in life. And chocolate. Chocolate can drive any girl mad. *blush*
I can imagine CJ and Abbey on a smarties-induced high ... ;)
SSA McGeek: Claudia Jean & Abbey....girl lovemcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 06:31 pm (UTC)
Me too....talking dirty about something or other.
one of those regular weird people.: CJ  - My Fandom is Great in Bedsterling_sky on July 16th, 2008 10:46 pm (UTC)
.... all I can think of is the "When you eat your Smarties do you eat the red ones last?" jingle. And I am now going to laugh dirty mindedly whenever it comes on TV, thanks to you girls! XD
SSA McGeekmcgarrygirl78 on July 16th, 2008 11:12 pm (UTC)
Yeah, well the Smarties didnt last long. Now they are French kissing with pop rocks on their tongues....just a little preview : )
one of those regular weird people.: Hurrhurrhurr. Stockard legs!!!sterling_sky on July 16th, 2008 11:22 pm (UTC)
*thud*