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Lacy here with Josh's POV. Great I had enough trouble with getting into Donna's head now I have to get into Josh's. I'm going to call that shrink's number my doctor gave me now so they'll be ready for the months of therapy I'm going to need after this. Diving into the mind of Joshua Lyman. *shudders* What on earth was I thinking? Have fun.

Disclaimer: No.

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Josh slowly woke up to a raised voice coming from his living room. Knowing the only person that would be in his apartment would be Donna he wondered who was arguing with her this time.

"Toby I already told you why you can't come over." Donna said forcefully. "You'll stress him out and that won't help him get better any faster. No! He has plenty and the only other work he's getting will come to me through Leo. Don't try to slip anything in, I'll be checking before I leave."

Josh gave a soft laugh. She was winning. Not many people could go against Toby and win but Donna was doing it.

"A week Toby." Donna said. "Give him another week and if you promise to behave you can come see him. What do you think I mean by behave? Exactly. I'll see you tomorrow."

Josh placed one arm under his head as Donna walked into the room.

"Did he finally take 'No' for an answer?" Josh asked.

Donna smiled. "I think I'm the first person besides the President to tell that man no."

"Yeah Toby doesn't take it too well so we avoid it as much as possible." Josh said.

Donna laughed and went to speak but her cell rang again. She sighed.

"Would the President mind if I killed Toby?" Donna asked.

"Not if you had a really good speech writer to replace him with." Josh said.

Donna left the room. "Dammit."

Josh laughed again and listened as Donna started round two with Toby. It had been a month since he was sent home from the hospital and Donna had become a constant figure in his apartment. He was glad to have her around. Gunshot wound or not, Josh knew he would push himself too far if he didn't have someone around to tell him to stop.

"Toby would you stop."

Josh shook his head and wondered if Toby knew he stood no chance against a determined Donna. Hell, the President didn't even stand a chance against her when she set her mind to something. Carefully adjusting himself, something he knew Donna was going to yell at him for, Josh got himself into a sitting position so he could see her through his bedroom door. He was pretty sure by the time Toby gave up, Donna was going to have worn a hole in his living room floor from her constant pacing. Watching her Josh found himself more

fascinated by her then he had ever been. Not in the longest time had he ever had someone this caring and protective of him.

"Toby I do respect you." Donna said. "But I've given you my final answer and it's not changing. I'm hanging up now."

Josh once again watched Donna walk into his room. And it hit him. He loved her. At some point during their time together since she had joined the campaign and hired herself, Josh had fallen in love with Donna. A smile made its way across Josh's face as Donna sat beside him on the bed.

"So ready to get to..." Donna looked at his position. "Did you adjust yourself?"

Josh inwardly laughed and outwardly cringed. Oh yeah, he loved this woman.

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There's Josh's. Not bad if I say so myself. Though as stated at the beginning of the story, I'm now going to be in months of therapy. Let me know what you think, flame policy is still there and thanks for reading.

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It's Sarah!! Once, more. Love this story! I don't watch much West Wing and as said before, I don't belong here, but I have a feeling I'm gonna need to watch these more often! That's all! Kisses!