Author's Notes: Thanks for all who have read and reviewed! I think this is going to be it for this story, I've taken it where I'd like it to go, and I think this is a good spot to end.

Disclaimer: The West Wing and all the characters, etc. belong to NBC.

Part Three

Josh POV

"You two want another?" the bartender asked.

I looked down at my drink and looked back at the bartender. Donna glanced over at me and gave me her best 'you better not get another one because I don't want to have to bring you back into that party drunk'.

"No, I'm fine, thanks," I told him, which certainly was the response Donna was happy to hear.

"I'm fine, too," she told him.

What else could I say? I certainly had lots of things I wanted to say or wanted to ask her. I wanted to see how her life was, how she was enjoying the campaign, how she was doing without me. But I couldn't sound desperate, no, I couldn't cave.

I could tell her about what happened between Toby and I today. I think she would understand. Rather, it was her research that got me to figure out that it was his work that took away from my media coverage.

I feel like I'm losing all my friends and this is my opportunity to get one back.

"So, how was your day in DC?" I asked her.

"Good, it was good, did you hear Margaret's pregnant?"

"Yeah… I saw her…"

"Josh, did… did something happen today?"

Something? Wow, I forgot her intuition about picking up on my problems, as small or large they were. She always knew when something was wrong and always seemed to want to fix it. I guess that's why I always seemed to keep it together. Man, I guess I never realized how much of an effect Donna has had on me outside of work. I can't lie to her. I might as well tell her the truth.

"So… yeah, something happened today."

She turned to me, directly facing me. "Well? What?"

I glanced away from her. How could I possibly explain to her all that had occurred today? The betrayal of my friends… how can I even call Toby a friend anymore.

"I…." I paused. I didn't have the words to say it. "well… you know how you told me about the speech, and how the plan, how it had to be someone from inside the inner circle?"

"What? Did you figure out who it was?" she asked.

"Yeah…" I said. I took a couple of the pretzels on the bar and consumed them before I continued.

"I was talking to CJ… and then it occurred to me, that obviously, it had to be Toby, he had been so persistent about the insurance part of the plan back in the day," I informed her.

"So? Did you talk to Toby?"

"Talk? Ha…" I chuckled a laugh. "Not quite… we sort of, well, we sort of got into a fight."

Her mouth dropped open wide. "Donna, don't gawk at me, it isn't nice."

"Josh! You got into a fight! A fight with Toby!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, and how about we don't say that too loud, don't want that bit of information getting passed around here," I told her.

She spoke in a hushed tone, "What were you thinking?"

"I… I don't really know."

"Okay," she replied.

"Okay."

We both sat in silence again acknowledging the fact that we both had forged a new relationship, one based on trust. I guess we'll always know we'll have each other to rely on when things get rough. I hope she knows that.

"Hey Donna?"

"Yeah?"

"I know things have been kinda weird for both of us lately… but seriously, if you ever need anything, or need someone to talk to, you can give me a call," I tell her.

A broad smile stretched across her face. "Thanks Josh."

"It's nothing, it's the least I can do."

She starts to stand up, signaling she was ready to go. "Listen, I probably should get back, Will's probably wondering where I am."

"Yeah, you're right."

We both headed back up to the party, two individuals with a greater understanding of what we were doing here.

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