Author Notes: Sorry it has taken me so long to write. I have had a crazy busy life going on. This is short but I promise to write more soon. I hope you enjoy. Thanks again for reading and reviewing.

"We are under no circumstances naming our daughter Moira anything," Josh snarled as he gently rocked the bundle of joy in his arms.
"We have to name her something, Joshua, she's nearly two weeks old," Donna replied sitting in the rocking chair in the nursery.
"I told you what I thought." Josh sat down across from his wife.
"No, Cecelia is out of the question. I knew a Cecelia, she was mean."
"Well we have to come up with something or the Grandparents are going to put their two cents in or even worse, the President."
"Uh, Josh..."
"No, seriously, we don't want the President to have a say. I mean I love the man and his family but who would name their kid Zoey?"
Donna stood up. "Hi, Mr. President."
Josh froze. He then quickly stood up and turned around trying to be gentle and delicate at the same time. "Hi, Mr. President."
"I'll have you know, Josh, that Zoey is a great name and you should be so lucky to find a strong name for your daughter," Jed Bartlett stood in the doorway of the nursery with gifts and flowers in his hands.
"Yes, sir."
"How are you doing, Donna?"
"I'm well, sir."
"You look beautiful; you have that new mother glow. Josh, have you been telling your wife that she's beautiful?"
"Yes, sir, as often as possible," Josh responded as he helped unload the gifts from the Presidents arms.
"Is that true, Donna?"
Donna smirked. "He's good to me, sir."
"Good. I ever hear different Lyman and you and I are going to have words."
"Yes, sir."
"Now let me see this daughter of yours," President Bartlett demanded as he held out his arms to Josh.
He gladly put his daughter into the arms of the Leader of the Free World. "She's beautiful."
Josh wrapped his arms around Donna. "So do you have any suggestions for names?"
Bartlett looked up from the baby girl in his arms. "Don't try and suck up now. By the way I'm telling Abbey what you said about our youngest."
Donna laughed out loud when Josh got his usual I'm-in-big-trouble look. It was one she had seen quite a few times. She had gotten used to that look since they were married. Josh had been so paranoid about being a good husband. He didn't want to end up like Toby and Andi or Leo and Jenny. He loved her and he wanted to do everything in his power to keep that strong and in his life. Donna had never felt so possessed, so loved in her entire life and she worked just as hard to make sure that it was going to work. Every once in a while though he would do something incredibly stupid, like Josh does and he would get that look.
A few minutes later C.J. stepped into the nursery. "Excuse me, sir, we have five minutes," she said to the President and then she looked over at Josh and Donna. "Hi, guys!"
"Well, Claudia Jean, how are you?" Josh asked. "We haven't seen you for a while."
"I'm sorry, guys, things have been crazy. I promise I'll stop by soon. Five minutes, sir." And she was gone.
"She's been acting weird," Donna muttered to Josh.
"She won't stay in a room with us for longer that like a minute and even that seems too long for her," Josh replied.
"I should get going, but thank you for letting me spend some time with this incredible little girl you have here." He handed her to Donna.
"Any time, sir," she replied.
"Thank you." He kissed Donna on the cheek. "Josh, walk me out will you?"
"Yes, sir," he replied. He kissed Donna on the lips and followed his boss out the door. "What's up, sir?"
"Is everything going all right between the two of you?"
"Between Donna and I? Things are fine. Why do you ask?"
"I don't know, you just seemed...something's different. I know stress of a new child and to have one with so many problems right now really adds up to a whole lot of stress and Donna is still on the mend. I just want the two of you to know that there is a lot going on and neither of you are to blame. Just make sure that you hold on to one another instead of pushing each other away."
Josh stared at President Bartlett for a long moment. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."
"You take care of that baby girl, she's something special," the President ordered.
"Yes, Mr. President, I will."

Donna laid her sleeping daughter back in the crib and then wandered over to the rocking chair. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Her thoughts were full of worries and concerns for what was going on with their family. Something was off between her and Josh. She couldn't place it. He was being great, he was constantly telling her that he loved her and that she was beautiful. He was always around, cutting out of work early and taking long lunches which was so unlike Josh that she didn't know what to think. She was grateful that he was around all the time, but something was still wrong but she couldn't figure out what it was.
A few moments later Josh wandered back into the nursery. He peered down into the crib at the sleeping baby girl.
"What about Ginger?"
"Stole one of my boyfriends," Donna replied.
"Okay, and that's a bad thing why?"
"Joshua, we're not naming her Ginger, next suggestion?"
"How about Zoey?"
Josh turned around and saw the President's youngest daughter standing in the doorway. "Hey, kid!"
Zoey hugged Josh and then Donna. "How are you guys?"
"We're good!" replied Donna.
"I would've been here sooner but I had finals," she stated wandering over to the crib and peering down. "She's beautiful you guys, I can't believe how tiny she is though!"
"It's so good to see you." Donna had gone rather attached to Zoey since she had returned to their lives after her kidnapping.
"Are you better? You look great, but..."
"I'm fine. I go home with Josh now every night. I spend most of my time dawdling in the hospital though," Donna replied.
"My Dad said that you're having trouble naming her and that you've decided against 'Zoey'," she said smirking.
Josh suddenly looked sheepish.
"Don't take it personally; Josh had just inserted his foot into his mouth because he was frustrated that we couldn't come up with a name."
"So what are you going to name her?"
"Well every time I mention a name Donna seems to have met one in her life. Apparently Cecelia was mean, Ginger stole her boyfriend, Kathryn had an attitude problem, and Rachel was on 'Friends' and what was wrong with Lily"?
"Lily was the name of my horrible eighth grade rivalry," she responded. "At least I give you reasons you just shut me down. No Moira, Kelly, Melissa, or Jennifer."
"Ex-girlfriends," Zoey said simply.
"How do you know?"
"Because I know Josh better than he thinks I do. I asked Sam."
"Remind me that I need to kick Sam's ass."
Donna chuckled. "Okay, so give me the name of a girl that you didn't date and it'll go a lot faster."
"What about Zoey?" replied Zoey.
Josh and Donna just glared at her.
Zoey left a little while later. They sat together watching their baby sleep. "Okay, seriously she needs a name," Josh stated.
"Okay, so let's agree on a name. We'll just say names until we can agree. Agreed?"
"Yeah. You start."
"Christine."
"Rena."
"Courtney."
"Jessica."
"Morgan."
"Lena."
"Lena?"
"I panicked."
"Okay, well try again," Donna smiled.
"Amy."
"That's your next try?"
"No," Josh said sheepishly. "That was a slip of the tongue."
"Okay, one more try and I'm going to go."
"Lisa."
"Hannah."
"Regina."
"Ruby."
"Carla."
"Joan."
Josh stiffened. "How long have you been holding that one back?"
"Since the beginning." Donna wondered now if she should've kept her mouth shut.
"Why?"
"Because I was afraid that you would be angry for suggesting it. Joanie isn't exactly the easiest topic with you and there's no reason that it should be I was just suggesting..." she was cut off by him planting a quick kiss on her lips.
"You're too good to me you know that. There is no way in this world that I should've ended up with someone like you. You're just far too valuable for an idiot like me."
Donna kissed him back. "We're good for each other, Joshua, even when you drive me nuts."
"Okay let's do this the right way."
"What way is that? We've been doing it the wrong way?"
"No, I just mean. Let's give her a name that means something to both of us and something that will be strengthening to her," Josh said as he pulled his wife up to his side and headed over to the crib. "Let's call her Patricia Joan Lyman. We'll call her Patricia after your favorite grandmother and her middle name will be after my sister. Two strong women."
Donna felt the tears sting her eyes as she looked down at her daughter. "Patricia Joan Lyman." Then she hit Josh over the head.
"Hey!"
"Why didn't you do that two weeks ago?"
"I don't know, but for the sake of my head I wish I would've."
Donna hugged Josh.
"My Donnatella," Josh whispered pulling her body against his. "I love you."
"And I you."
They looked down at Patricia Joan hand in hand and smiled. Their family was complete.
"Josh?"
They turned around to find Sam standing in the doorway as white as a sheet.
"Sam? What's wrong?"
"Something's happened."