Disclaimer: I don't own The West Wing.

These are just some of my WW ships, some of them are real, some not. Enjoy and review!

Donatella Moss and Joshua Lyman

Merry Christmas, Darling

"Josh, if you don't hurry, I'm leaving without you!" Donna yelled into the shower.

"I'm coming! You know, patience is considered a virtue." He hollered back.

"Shut up!"

"That's no way to talk to the White House Deputy Chief of Staff!"

"That's it, I'm leaving." Donna made towards the door.

Josh sprung out of the shower and clamored into his suit. "Wait!"

She rolled her eyes and dragged his shivering, wet body out the door.

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It was snowing torrentially outside, and for some bizarre reason, Donna had decided that they would walk seven blocks to get to Sam's Christmas party. Snowflakes stuck to her blue velvet dress. Josh was so cold he could barely walk, due to the fact that he had been dragged outside before he could get his coat. Donna's 5-inch heel kept sticking in the snow, and her ankle kept twisting. Long story short, it was the walk from hell. You know, if hell was -15 degrees.

When they finally found Sam's apartment, they discovered that the

party had been moved to Sam's girlfriend's house, due to a burst pipe in the building. Sam had recently started dating a young redheaded lawyer, and even though Josh and Donna loved her, they weren't particularly fond of the fact that her house was another six blocks away. They decided to call a cab.

"Ow, Josh, I think I did something to my ankle." Donna moaned on their way to their cab.

He sighed. "Okay, hop on." He bent over. She wrapped her legs around his back.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

He jogged across a lawn, and tripped right into the open car door. They fell into the cab together, laughing. "Take us to the Elegance Apartments, please." Donna called to the driver.

"Sure thing."

"Can you put the radio on?" Josh asked.

The driver turned it on.

Donna and Josh had starting dating around Christmas last year. On their first date, they went dancing. Their first dance was to Merry Christmas, Darling, and it had been "their song" ever since.

"Hello, Christmas lovers! This one is for the couples." The DJ crooned.

"Greeting cards have all been sent,

The Christmas rush is through,"

Josh smiled and joined the crackling recording.

"But I still have one wish to make,"

Donna giggled and started to sing too.

"A special one for you."

She curled up in his lap and continued to sing:

"Merry Christmas, darling,

We're apart, that's true,

But I can dream,

And in my dreams,

I'm Christmasing with you."

The radio crackled out. "Merry Christmas, Josh. I love you."

"Merry Christmas, Sweetheart. I love you too."