"CJ." Josh said as he knocked on her door.
"Josh, what can I do for you?" CJ asked looking up from the wire reports she was reading.
"Does everybody know something I don't?" He asked.
"I'm sure everybody knows lots of things you don't Josh. Would you care to be more specific?"
"About Donna. Both Sam and the President have started to say something then were interrupted by needing to be somewhere else." Josh slouched on the chair on the opposite side of the desk.
"Josh, how many assistants have you gone through today?"
"There was Janie something this morning and someone I think is called Tara. But that's not the point, what don't I know about Donna that I should."
"Josh, there is a whole lot of things you should know about Donna that you don't, but I will not betray the sisterhood to tell you. This is something you need to figure out yourself if you want her back."
"Of course I want her back. She's good at her job."
"So are all the other assistants you keep driving away by being you. It's probably a good thing Donna's gone away, you might realise what you're missing."
"CJ, your briefing starts in five minutes." Carol said sticking her head in the doorway.
"Josh, I've got to go. Carol, can you see him out?" CJ asked.
"I'd rather not; I spoke to Donna while she was waiting for you to finish talking to Henry."
"You spoke to her." Josh squawked.
"Of course I did. Donna is my friend and she wanted me to make sure you took your painkillers if your back was playing up and you remember that you have to get your blood pressure checked on Monday."
"Why didn't she call me and tell me that?"
"Because you forget to take care of yourself mi amigo. Now I have a briefing so get back to work."
~ ~ ~
"So that's everything for today ma'am." Donna said two days later, after they had return from visiting on of the state museums which the President would have enjoyed, so there had been some souvenirs purchased for him.
"Thank you Donna." There was a knock on the door. "Yes." Abbey called. The door opened and one of the Secret Service agents walked in.
"Sorry to disturb you ma'am, but something was just delivered for Miss Moss."
"For me?" Donna spluttered.
"Bring it in." Abbey advised. The agent nodded to the porter out the door, who came in carrying a very large bouquet of flowers. "Put then on the table thank you." The porter nodded and placed the vase on the desk and quickly left, the agent closed the door behind him. "Someone has very expensive and good taste in flowers."
"Mrs Bartlett the only person who sends me flowers is Josh, on the wrong anniversary in April."
"Maybe you should read the card." Abbey suggested. Donna plucked it out of the bouquet and quickly read it. "May I?" Abbey asked.
"Of course Mrs Bartlett." Donna handed her the card. Abbey read it out loud.
"'To Donna, I'm sorry I ruined your date. Forgive me. Please come back, I need you. Josh.' That's very sweet from our Mr Lyman. Why don't you call him and thank him for the flowers. Then you can take the rest of the evening off."
"He'll be in a meeting on the Hill for another two hours." Donna supplied without thinking.
"You remember his schedule?" Abbey asked.
"Only for about two weeks in advance but it usually changes depending on events. He's still trying to convince people they need to put more funding into the fight against big tobacco. Actually now might be the best time to call, that way I can just leave a message and won't have to talk to him."
"You'll have to eventually."
"I know. So if you'll excuse me Mrs Bartlett." She nodded.
"I'll see you in the morning."
"Josh, what can I do for you?" CJ asked looking up from the wire reports she was reading.
"Does everybody know something I don't?" He asked.
"I'm sure everybody knows lots of things you don't Josh. Would you care to be more specific?"
"About Donna. Both Sam and the President have started to say something then were interrupted by needing to be somewhere else." Josh slouched on the chair on the opposite side of the desk.
"Josh, how many assistants have you gone through today?"
"There was Janie something this morning and someone I think is called Tara. But that's not the point, what don't I know about Donna that I should."
"Josh, there is a whole lot of things you should know about Donna that you don't, but I will not betray the sisterhood to tell you. This is something you need to figure out yourself if you want her back."
"Of course I want her back. She's good at her job."
"So are all the other assistants you keep driving away by being you. It's probably a good thing Donna's gone away, you might realise what you're missing."
"CJ, your briefing starts in five minutes." Carol said sticking her head in the doorway.
"Josh, I've got to go. Carol, can you see him out?" CJ asked.
"I'd rather not; I spoke to Donna while she was waiting for you to finish talking to Henry."
"You spoke to her." Josh squawked.
"Of course I did. Donna is my friend and she wanted me to make sure you took your painkillers if your back was playing up and you remember that you have to get your blood pressure checked on Monday."
"Why didn't she call me and tell me that?"
"Because you forget to take care of yourself mi amigo. Now I have a briefing so get back to work."
~ ~ ~
"So that's everything for today ma'am." Donna said two days later, after they had return from visiting on of the state museums which the President would have enjoyed, so there had been some souvenirs purchased for him.
"Thank you Donna." There was a knock on the door. "Yes." Abbey called. The door opened and one of the Secret Service agents walked in.
"Sorry to disturb you ma'am, but something was just delivered for Miss Moss."
"For me?" Donna spluttered.
"Bring it in." Abbey advised. The agent nodded to the porter out the door, who came in carrying a very large bouquet of flowers. "Put then on the table thank you." The porter nodded and placed the vase on the desk and quickly left, the agent closed the door behind him. "Someone has very expensive and good taste in flowers."
"Mrs Bartlett the only person who sends me flowers is Josh, on the wrong anniversary in April."
"Maybe you should read the card." Abbey suggested. Donna plucked it out of the bouquet and quickly read it. "May I?" Abbey asked.
"Of course Mrs Bartlett." Donna handed her the card. Abbey read it out loud.
"'To Donna, I'm sorry I ruined your date. Forgive me. Please come back, I need you. Josh.' That's very sweet from our Mr Lyman. Why don't you call him and thank him for the flowers. Then you can take the rest of the evening off."
"He'll be in a meeting on the Hill for another two hours." Donna supplied without thinking.
"You remember his schedule?" Abbey asked.
"Only for about two weeks in advance but it usually changes depending on events. He's still trying to convince people they need to put more funding into the fight against big tobacco. Actually now might be the best time to call, that way I can just leave a message and won't have to talk to him."
"You'll have to eventually."
"I know. So if you'll excuse me Mrs Bartlett." She nodded.
"I'll see you in the morning."