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Josh and Donna story
This fan fic starts on the second day of their holiday (Vacation) at the end of season seven.
Warning: Rated M for sexual content.
Josh grabbed his sandals and headed for the door. "I'm going for a walk." He slammed the door behind him, almost shaking the hotel to the ground.
Donna watched the door for a moment then grabbed her suitcase throwing it on the bed. "Bastard...I've had enough, I don't need him." She threw everything into her suitcase not bothering to fold or take much care. She ran around the bed and picked up the phone calling reception. "Yes Hello, this is Donna Moss in room 34I need a taxi to the airport...no Mr Lyman won't..." She choked back a sob unable to talk anymore. She waited until her voice was back and the lump in her throat dissipated. "Never mind...sorry." She put the phone down, unable to stop the tears from coming; she closed her suitcase leaving it on the bed then walked to the balcony. She fell into a seat looking out across the beach, she could see Josh walking down the beach by himself, a few women spoke to him but he waved them away hardly even looking at them. She buried her face in her hands, sobbing her heart out as she thought about the past few hours and how they both lost control.
It started as a discussion about the past trying the clear the air, but soon turned into a screaming match. They had a good day yesterday. They were quite with each other, still a lot of things unsaid, but they were together without work. "I should have kept my mouth shut." She was the one that decided on the first day they would just relax and unwind but on the second day, she would make him have 'the talk' that is where it all went to hell.
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Just a small note: This fanFic is not a sequel too 'life as it should be' (my other west wing story). I hope you'll enjoy this one and you'll continue to show your support which means more then you'll ever know. I will post a new chapter every few days. Thanks again and please read and review.
