A/N: Hey, guys. Sorry that I haven't updated in so long! So, this is actually just one part of two. I'm a little stuck. Any advice would be greatly appreciated. I hope you like the Josh/Donna moments.

Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the West Wing.

Ainsley POV

"Hey, Ainsley."

"Oh, hi, Josh. What brings you down here?"

"Ah, a few of us were going to head down to the bar on 4th street. Donna wanted to invite you. I said I'd do it," Josh looks slightly flustered.

"Sure, I'd love to come. Are you all leaving right now?" Ainsley's smile is bright as she thinks about getting to spend the evening with her boyfriend and her new friends.

"Yeah, in about 15 minutes. Hey listen," Josh trails off.

"Are you okay?" Ainsley's never seen Josh looking so hesitant and worried before. His forehead is creased and his palms are slightly sweaty. Plus, she's never really seen him do something that Donna could, or even offered, to do.

"Hmm? Oh, I'm fine. I just wanted to… apologize for how I behaved when you first came here. Donna was yelling at me this morning, saying how I'd never really said sorry. You've been great, helping out with this and putting up with all of us. I'm not sure I would have been able to do that. I'm just going to head on up now. We'll see you soon?"

"I just have to finish this. And really, it's okay. I'd forgotten all about that. Plus, I understand. Leo once compared me to a fox coming in your rabbit hole, or something like that. I'm sure I'd have been the same if our roles were switched."

Josh laughs, "Ainsley, you're from Georgia, right? Well, I'm sure you've got the Southern charm and Southern manners."

"Has Sam been spreading that rumor about me? I am not from Georgia. I am from the proud state of North Carolina. And yes, my mama did bring me up proper," Ainsley replies indignantly.

"Woah there, I didn't mean anything by it. We need some Southern blood around here. Come on, we should get going."

"Okay," Ainsley replies with a shrug. "I'll be right there."

"So, Ainsley, welcome to the Sisterhood!" CJ lifts her beer and clinks it with Donna's and mine.

Donna laughs, "Yes, we're a very exclusive Sisterhood. Very few members. Just the two of us, plus Ginger, Bonnie, Carol, and Margret. Well, Zoey and Mrs. Bartlet are honorary members."

"Well, thank you. I'm touched. I bet that I'm the first Republican member."

"Definitely. But don't worry, that'll change soon," Donna smiles at me.

"Really? Who are we getting? I don't know any others in the building," I ask before understanding what they're saying. "There's no way that I will become a Democrat."

"Not even Sam can change your mind?"

"CJ, Sam's only won two arguments against me. Ever. I doubt that he'd win this one."

"With us joining in, we'll convert you in no time," CJ smirks and then leans in. "Plus, our handshake is cooler."

"Anyway," Donna breaks in. "Have you told Josh yet?"

"I think Sam's doing that right now," I say, gesturing over to where the two of them are sitting at the bar, talking. Every few seconds, Josh seems to look over to the booth where we're sitting to catch Donna's eye and smile.

"Now, tell me again why you and Josh aren't dating?" I ask her.

"What?!" Donna stares at me incredulously. "Why would Josh and I date? He's my boss."

"So?" CJ adds.

"First of all, I don't have feeling for him. Second of all, even if I did, it's inappropriate. A boss can't date his assistant."

"You know, I have wondered why you're still his assistant after this long. You could've had basically any vacancy that came up. Even Deputy Chief of Staff to Mrs. Bartlet. She told me that she asked you right after Rosslyn, but you wanted to make sure Josh got back on his feet," CJ mentions.

"Wait, seriously!" I ask. I've never heard about this before. "That would have been an amazing opportunity!"

"I know, but I couldn't leave just then. Josh was having such a hard time. He really needed me," Donna sighs.

"Mrs. Bartlet would have waited until you felt that Josh could handle it if you had asked. And of course he needed you, Josh will always need you. But you've got to understand that he wants you professionally, but he needs you personally," CJ adds.

Donna shrugs, looking slightly uncomfortable, "I thought we were here to talk about Sam and Ainsley, not Josh and me."

"Ah ha! So you admit, there is a Josh and you!"

She just rolls her eyes, "He was hurting after Rosslyn. I couldn't leave."

"I know. You helped him more than any of us could. I'll drop it. For now."

I look over at Ainsley. She's with Donna and CJ, smiling and laughing. I'm glad that they get along. It was so hard for her in the beginning, trying so hard not only to fit in, but first and foremost to be respected. We certainly weren't the most welcoming colleagues.

Sam POV

"Sam!"

I'm startled out of my reverie by an impatient-looking Josh, "You said you wanted to tell me something."

"Oh, yeah," I reply meekly. I'm not quite sure how Josh is going to respond.

"Why were you staring at the Republican Sex Kitten?" He asks.

I stare in surprise, "You heard about that?"

"I overheard President Bartlet and Leo talking when I was heading into the Oval Office. You're just asking for her wrath. Are you two good enough friends that you can call her that?" Josh is grinning like the Cheshire cat. I can tell that he's wanted to tease me about it for a while. Truthfully, I'm not sure why he waited until now, but I won't complain.

"She doesn't exactly know about it, and she's not about to find out either," I say. I don't want to test anything between us. I'm sure that President Bartlet will tell her at some point, but not yet. And definitely not by Josh.

"No, no, of course not," Josh assures me, but with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"You tell her and I'll tell Donna about you moaning her name in your sleep," I threaten.

Josh gets a 'deer in the headlights' look, "I was just out of surgery! I wasn't right in the head, you know that!"

I roll my eyes, "You're never right in the head." But the surgery didn't affect his brain. Besides, it was a week after his surgery. It was the same night that I stayed over at his house to keep an eye on him so that Donna could go him and relax after having Josh as a patient.

He was a little loopy on medicines that night and he admitted to me that he wanted to date Donna. I know that he doesn't remember and even if he did he'd deny it, so I'm just trying to push him in the right direction. I've recruited Ainsley, CJ, Charlie, and a begrudging Toby. We all agree that they'd be good for each other.

Josh groans, "I walked right into that one. But why do you even care if Ainsley finds out? I mean, it was just a joke."

"Because," I reply, "she'd think that I really am trying to take advantage of her."

"Why would she think that? I mean, it's not like you two are having sex," Josh points out. Suddenly, a light bulb seems to go off in his head, "You two are having sex! And you don't call that taking advantage of her? G-d, Sam, I thought you were better than that! Sure, she's the new girl and she's a Republican, but you should at least have the decency to treat her right!" Josh stands up and looks like he's about to explode before I stop him.

"No! Josh, Ainsley and I have never had sex. I swear. And even if we had, I wouldn't be using her. How can you think so little of me?" I'm not talking about sex. I just don't want Ainsley to think that I'm only dating her because she's gorgeous or to further myself- you know, because she's Republican.

Josh ignores that last part and I decide to let it go because in truth, it really did sound like I was insinuating that, "Then why?"

"Why, what?"

"Why do you care if she finds out what you called her?" Josh asks.

"Because, we're dating."

"You're what?" Josh asks incredulously.

"Dating."

A/N: Well, that was it. I hope you liked it.