Wow, thank you all for the feedback. Regarding Donna's reasoning behind coming back it will be addressed in a later chapter. I'm still going to love feedback just as much as I did before. Read and respond. Please?

Disclaimer: Everyone bar Georgie belongs to Aaron Sorkin. Georgie is mine, paintedrainbows I am watching. BAHAHAHAH!

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Part 2: A whole new world.

He felt his body go weak as she led him up the corridor. The 8th floor was dedicated to oncology. Seeing the very word above the entrance made him feel sick. His palms were sweating and he could feel his heart beat faster. "Does…does she know about me?" he smiled as she answered with a nod, he may not have been a physical appearance but Donna had made sure her daughter knew.

She stopped outside room 8451, "she's seen photos of you, I've spoken about you" he looked in the glass window; a small nightlight cast shadows on a frail looking girl. Red lights from pumps flashed momentarily as he slid his hand into hers.

"She's so small." He was inwardly choked, but thanking what ever power prevented him crying. "What are they giving her?"

"She's still getting some chemotherapy, in the morning she'll get some platelets if her counts are low. But it just depends, some days she's off IV's for several hours. Those days are fun; I can take her out of hospital for a few hours to go to the park or something"

"Wow, so she's actually able to go out and stuff?" Josh was genuinely surprised. As an adult his dad was either in the hospital or out.

"Yup, it keeps her spirits up. We're plotting a shopping trip if her counts are good enough tomorrow" Donna smiled; he could see she really loved her daughter. The sacrifice was evident; her top was standard supermarket ware. In times gone by she always wore designer labels to work and at home. Her face was gaunt and she permanently seemed over-dressed; a small breeze feeling like a gale through her.

"I want to help, if I can?" she nodded slowly. Her emotions were run ragged by a child who was brimming and full of happy smiles one minute and stuck in a hospital the next, uncontrollably sick, lasting fever after fever.

He brought her into his arms, letting her head lean on his chest. "You're helping now Josh" she murmured as tears silently dropped off his face.

"She'll probably wake up in half an hour, once the infusion finishes. We normally watch a DVD, Disney most of the time. You're welcome to stop by and say hi" he wanted to so very much. They stood like that, in a protective hug, for several minutes. He was going to need time to let his head come round to the idea of a kid, a sick kid. But in that time he hoped he could live up to wild dreams that had consumed him since she'd gone.

They filled in the remaining time by grabbing a coffee and catching up with the latest happenings in Santos' first term. Donna could spend hours listening to Josh talk about his job, the passion he had as chief of staff was almost scary. It had been her biggest fear that staying with him would have soured their relationship as work consumed them.

"Donna, she's up and wondering if her mommy's brought back the surprise" a kind nurse held the door open as Donna rushed to her feet. Josh felt his stomach lurch and do somersaults as he stood outside the door, washing his hands.

"Hey baby" scurrying across the bed Georgie Moss sat on her mom's lap, giving her a hug as Donna gently pointed at the door, though closed she could see Josh's brown hair bob up and down.

"Daddy's here, in the hospital?" Donna nodded and helped her daughter off the bed, running towards the door she leapt into Josh's arms squeezing him tightly.

"Hey there squirt" Josh cooed lightly in her ear as he sat her on the bed.

"He's just like you said he was mommy, tall dark and a mess" Josh eyed Donna, laughing at the four year olds reaction.

"Well you're short cute and clever" he countered eventually. He still didn't know how much she knew of him, what his job was, who he was.

"You're smaller than you look on the TV. But squishier" she was confident he gave her that, shuffling of the bed she reached into a pink knapsack lying near by. The small pink photo album had 'daddy' written across it in pink glitter pen. She was a princess for sure.

"Mommy helped me put the pictures in," she tucked a lonely wisp of hair behind her ear. With intense concentration she pointed to the prom-style photo Sam had taken at the second inauguration, "that was when you threw snowballs at mommy's window. Something called In-spog-ur-ation."

"Inauguration, that's right. Did mommy also tell you she looked hot that night" Josh looked at Donna as the four year old stuck between them giggled.

"Mommy always looks pretty, she's an angel" Donna had to bite back tears. It had been something Georgie had always told her mom. Every night they'd spent in hospital Donna was always at her daughter's bedside.

"She is isn't she?" Donna began folding clothes to hide the content smile on her face. "And now she's doing that whole blushing thing."

"Stoppit you two, do I have to be the boring one here and suggest a DVD we could watch?"

"Can we get Cinderella, I want daddy to dance with me in the ball-room bit" Josh's heart welled up; his daughter who'd known about for three hours loved him.

"Sounds like a plan, but maybe I get to dance with mommy too?" it took no-more than ten minutes of the film for the three of them to fall asleep all lying on the bed. Georgie snuggled protectively between her parents.

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Next time they go shopping and Josh's credit card takes a hit. For both Georgie and Donna.