Disclaimer: I do not own TWW. It is owned by Aaron Sorkin who will soon win an Oscar for writing "The Social Network".
Note: Have you seen the Entertainment Weekly Reunions issue? The West Wing gang looks amazing! Anyway, I'll keep this chapter short and sweet (as with all the other chapters). Have you guessed who the red-haired lady is?
CHAPTER 4: Hope
The man gripped his flashlight tightly, as if letting it go meant certain death. He crept around the ruins, formerly known to him as the Communications bullpen. He groped around the place until he found a candle and some matches sorely needed for when night falls and everything goes dark. He lit it, and then settled down to a broken old chair. He found it quite miraculous that it could still serve its purpose.
Even after staying here for a month, he still couldn't get used to the broken down state of his old workplace. He kept the flooding memories at bay by distracting himself with old documents, legislatures, bills, and other things which he found scattered around. These could be valuable once they get their plan in action.
After and hour or so, he heard running down the hall. He went back to his papers.
"Josh…"
"No, Margaret, I will not discuss the high-calorie raisin muffins again." He tried to shoo away his "intruder".
"No it's not that…"
"Nobody cares about calories right now. I bet they'd just want something…edible." His eyes were still on the document he held.
"Josh! Look at me!" the woman in front of him yelled, which is something he'd never heard before.
The man, whom we now call Josh, removed his attention from the papers and looked up at the red-haired lady before him, whom we now know as Margaret. He was surprised to find her eyes brimming with tears.
"I found her, Josh…"
His eyes widened. He couldn't believe it. They found a part of their team.
"Who was it? Who did you find?" He dropped his papers and stood.
"I found Donna."
At the mere sound of her name, Josh raced down the halls. A tiny speck of hope returned.
