A/N- Here's the next chapter, it explains some parts of what happened, but not everything! Muahahaha…there's plenty more! Thanks Sydney for your reviews! Anyone who's reading, please reading and review!!

            Donna was wandering the halls, looking desperately for Sam. Unfortunately, it seemed that no one had seen him, at all.

            The one time she really needed to talk to him, he had disappeared off the face of the Earth. She needed to discuss the happenings of last night with him…exactly what had Josh told his best friend?

            Hopefully not too many details, Donna thought, blushing despite herself.

            It was so miraculous, and she wanted to keep at least some of it private. The Press would find out soon enough, but with any luck the whole night would not be found out.

            And what was this reason that last night was so great and amazing? Because she punched Josh.

            You may be laughing…Donna punch Josh? Yeah, right. But after years of waiting for him, years of anguish and pain, she finally got him back and punched him.

            Needless to say, years of pain and anguish equal an extremely hard punch. And it caught Josh completely off-guard! After all, all he had said was, "Donna, why do you date gomers? Why don't you date someone like me?"   

            And there go Josh's front teeth. No, not really, though it was hard enough.

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Flashback…

             "Donna!" Josh sputtered, bringing his hand up to his face.

             "So you want to know why I don't date you, Josh?" Donna asked, and Josh nervously noticed that there was visible fire in her eyes.

            She didn't wait for an answer and continued.

            "Josh, you have never, ever made even the slightest attempt to try and date me. Sure, you've flirted, and I of course flirted back. Because you know what? I, Josh, am in love with you. I have been for four years! But I don't want to get hurt, like I was last time. So I go on dates, try to have a normal love life, try to get over you. But nothing seems to work! The guys I date either turn out to be gomers, or they are fabulous guys that want to get to know me better," Donna paused, noticing the hurt in Josh's eyes, and continued, "But none of them were ever as fabulous as you are."

            The last part was spoken very softly, almost inaudibly.

            She took a deep breath and decided to finish up her thoughts.

            "Josh, I'm not expecting anything. If you have any feelings for me whatsoever, please tell me. If not, don't bother bringing this up ever again. I won't." she sighed, and closed her eyes; hardly believing she had just done that.

            "Donna?" Josh asked softly, "Are you done?"

            Donna opened her eyes and nodded timidly

            And before she knew it, Josh was kissing her. At first she could hardly breathe and couldn't believe that he was actually kissing her, Donnatella Moss. After a couple seconds she finally came to her senses and started to kiss him back. It was amazing and she finally felt happy.

            He suddenly pulled away, looking around the small café he had chosen. She knew what he was doing, and felt anxious and stupid. Reporters could be here and could have taken numerous pictures of them.

            "Donna, I think we should get back." Josh said quietly, getting up.

            Donna nodded, agreeing, but a little disappointed that he hadn't said anything in response to her feelings. Sure, he'd kissed her, but some type of certainty would be helpful.

            As they were walking out of the café, he stopped and all of the sudden gave her a hug.

            "Oh yeah," he whispered in her ear, "I love you too."

            Donna grinned and pulled away and they made their way back to the White House.

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            Donna smiled, remembering how ecstatic she'd felt hearing those words come out of his mouth. Then she stopped in her tracks.

            She needed to talk to C.J. about this.

            "Stupid, stupid me," she muttered under her breath as she made her way to the Press Secretary's office.

            Once she got there, she asked Carol if C.J. was in. Carol grinned in repsonse, nodding.

            "Go ahead, Donna," she smirked.

            God, did everyone know already???

            Donna knocked on the door, just to be safe.

            "Come in Donna," C.J. called, "I've been waiting for you…"

            Donna gulped and made her way into the office.

            If she didn't die, she'd be grateful.