A/N: You guys have probably figured that I have given up on this story. I can't even remember how long it's been since I put a new chapter out. I want to get it all done before the election, but seriously doubt with the fact that I also have a campaign to work on as well as classes.
But yeah. Thank you again to everyone who has read this and a special thank you to those of you that have reviewed. there is a small core of you that have reviewed this from the beginning and you are some of the main reasons as to why I haven't just given up all together on getting this done.
As well as Holly. Thank you for always pushing me with my writing. You are quite the best friend a gal could ask for.
But on to the story. And i really hope that you guys enjoy! Hope you all have good weekend!!
Chapter Twenty-seven
Donna knew that she really shouldn't be so tired, but she was as she walked through the front door of her apartment. She was both saddened and relieved to be home alone once again.
Looking over she saw the little flashing red light. Curious as to what the answering machine said and hoping that Josh might be calling with a change in plans, she went over and pressed the button.
"Hi, it's me. I was just calling to tell you not to worry about me tonight. I was finally able to work a time out with my Bio partner and we are going to spend most of tonight working on that project that I have due next week. I may come home late, or I might just stay the night at her apartment. Either way, I'll see you later when you tell me all the juicy details about your date. Bye!"
Dawn had successfully depressed a sleepy Donna even more. She sighed in defeat as she walked over and deposited her purse on the kitchen table as well as the sonogram pictures and video that she was able to take home.
Glancing down at the pictures made her wish that Josh was with her even more. She knew that he would love to have been there and proudly say that he was the father as well as get the chance to hear baby's heartbeat fill the room. Also, and much more trivially, she knew that he wanted to be there because they had promised that she would not find out the baby's gender until he could be there to hear it as well.
She had a feeling that wouldn't be for a few months. And she wondered how they would conceal it after he missed the baby's birth.
But she pushed all that aside as she went into her bedroom and quickly changed into some sweats. She debated on changing into the faded white t-shirt that was left all those months ago after a night of drunken passion, but decided that it would make her day too pathetic for words. She opted for a Princeton t-shirt that Sam had left on another night of passion. That made her feel industrious.
After washing off her make-up and taking down her hair, she headed to the living room. She flopped down on the sofa and reached for the remote with a deep breath, flipping on MSNBC. And as the situation in Belize was explained for the hundredth time, she drifted off to sleep.
As she woke up to the knocking on her door, Donna swore that there would be hell to pay if Monty Python started flowing out of people's mouth and she really didn't want to see any bunnies ravish Amy or anyone else. But as the knocking persisted, she decided to give up and sleepily stumbled toward the door.
"Were you asleep?"
"Ummm," Donna fumbled as she looked on to Josh standing in the hallway holding a dozen roses.
"I should have just waited till tomorrow. Or at least have called."
"It's fine," she said, slowlywaking up. "Come in."
"Sorry," Josh again apologized as he followed her in and then closed the door. "I knew that I should have given up." He sighed, sounding tired himself. "There was no chance today would flow smoothly."
She went and flipped off the television before nonchalantly trying to fix her disheveled hair. "How did everything go?"
"There's nothing I can do now. It's all military." He then glanced down at his hands before boyishly thrusting the flowers in her direction. "These are for you."
"You bought me flowers."
"They're 'I'm really sorry that I couldn't make it' flowers." He then sealed the deal with a Josh Lyman dimple-filled smile.
"Thank you," she said simply. She was so taken aback that she had no quip to add. Taking the flowers, she headed into the kitchen to find a vase. "They're beautiful."
"Yeah," he muttered, already disinterested as he glanced down at the table. "Are these from today?" He asked picking up the baby photos.
She turned her head to see what had caught his eye. "They are. Go ahead and take one of each. They made extras for you."
That occupied him while she dealt with the bouquet. Once that was accomplished, and he was finally able to pull his gaze away from the pictures, they silently looked at one another.
Donna figured she would be forced to talk first. "Umm…do you want to go do something? I can change real quick."
"Does Sam live here?" Josh asked with a smirk as he looked at her shirt. "Or does he just keep half his wardrobe here for dating purposes?"
"More the latter, but I would say both." Then she headed back into the front room. "I mean it, I can go change and make myself look-you know- decent, pretty fast."
"It's eleven at night."
Donna didn't have anything to say to that so she flopped down on the sofa. "I'm glad that things seem to be working out with the Belize thing."
"Uh huh," he said sitting down right next to her. "But how did the sonogram go?"
His curiosity was heart-warming. "Well…" she began. "They say that we're having a baby panda bear."
"Donna."
"You do remember that it's the one that eats the bamboo and not the one that eats the koala leaves in the koala trees."
"Yes," he impatiently grumbled.
"Because those were creatively named koala bears."
"Donna," he whined.
"The baby is fine," she contentedly sighed. "They say that everything is functioning perfectly. It's the right size and generates the right amount of movement. And it has a very strong heartbeat." She paused to remember if she told everything. "Oh. And they were able to point out all of the fingers and toes and even little eyes on the monitor."
"You were able to see footage?" His sadness was complete.
Her heart went out to his pain-filled expression. That was until she remembered what else she had brought home from Dr. Young's office.
"Josh, go look on the kitchen table."
"Huh?"
She was beaming now. "Just go look."
He hopped up and went over to the table. "All I see is your purse, the photos, an unlabeled tape and a half-eaten bag of FunYuns." He paused. "Are you hungry?"
"The tape, Joshua."
"Is it porn?"
"No."
"'Cause it could be cheap porn that you dubbed off TV."
"No!"
"And in that case, we could maybe still make the most out of a bad day."
"It's the sonogram video."
He paused. "So…can I take back all the porn comments?"
"I insist."
So he walked over and put the video in the VCR before going over to sit next to his child's mother. "You didn't find out if it's a boy or girl yet, did you?"
"Nope," she said eyes glued to the screen as the baby's image popped up.
Both stared mesmerized for several seconds until Josh reached over and grabbed the remote. He turned the volume up nearly as high as it went and filled the room with the pulsations of the baby's heartbeat.
Donna looked over a couple minutes later, to see Josh wipe a tear from his eyes. She leaned over and took his hand while planting a kiss on his check. "I know." They looked at one another before simultaneously turning back to the screen.
After the video was done, it was instantaneously rewound for another viewing. This time, Josh and Donna placed their interwoven hands on her stomach to see if they could feel the baby move.
Josh was still intensely staring at the television screen. "Is that a little penis?"
Donna tuned her head slightly to the right before switching directions and skewing dramatically to the left. "I think that's the umbilical cord."
"I kinda think that might be his package."
"That could be the cord and there could be no package."
"I really think that's a penis."
"I really think that there is every chance that it's some amnionic goo."
Still holding her hand, Josh got up from the couch and headed closer to the television. "But look, he's about to turn in a second and I think that it looks distinctively male-shaped."
Going along with him, she went up to the screen and followed suit when he went down on his knees right in front of the screen.
"See!" He said squeezing her hand as the other went up to tap where he believed the male parts were being shown.
Donna giggled. "I…well…maybe."
"Look!" Josh argued when the baby squirmed a little more.
"I think it is!"
"Our baby has a penis!" Josh said giddily, turning about from the screen to concentrate the whole of his gaze on her.
Happily she shrieked. "We're having a boy!"
"We're having a boy!"
"We're having a boy!"
"We're having a boy," he said much more quietly and with an air of lustfulness.
"We are," she smiled back.
And that was that. Seconds later, their mouths met for a soft, sensual kiss. Slowly they melted together as their lips and tongues explored one another. It was not just a kiss of lust, but a kiss of love, and both knew it as they continued on with one another.
As time pressed on, passion took control and a more feverish intensity was pursued. Idle hands began to roam one another's bodies in need to satisfy the other as well as prove that it was all real. Donna rubbed her fingers up and down his arms before gripping his biceps in means to anchor herself. Josh in kind, wrapped arms around her waist and pulled her as tight to him as physics and their position would allow.
Minutes later and breathless, Donna pulled away and dropped her head to his shoulder. "Josh?"
"I'm sorry?" He gasped the words with no conviction.
"No," she smiled into the crook of his neck. "I…"
"Please don't say-"
"I have to get up, Josh. This is killing my knees."
That was when he fully realized that they were still on the floor in front of the television screen. "Yeah," he agreed, jumping up and extending a hand to her. "That can be said."
Her kiss-swollen lips turned up in a smile. "At first I thought that you simply made me weak in the knees. Then I realized that my knees were about to go out." She accepted his help as she hobbled to the sofa once again. "I guess we both should have thought about the fact that neither one of us aren't too young anymore." She noted his nod before rambling on. "And some of us are older than others." His nod stopped. "But really, that's not good on the knees. Especially with the added pregnancy weight. I wonder how much added weight I've gained. Believe it or not, I was never one to really weigh myself."
"Donna?"
"And now! Why would I want to weigh myself? I feel fat already and I have months to go."
"Donna." He was grinning at her nervousness.
"I know. How vain of me to think about myself in such a way when I am carrying a beautiful life inside me. But when you know that it's the last time you'll see your feet for months, you begin to think about being fat. But it's okay. I have no plans for dieting or anything."
"Donna."
She was fidgeting in her apprehension. The kiss had shaken her to her core and she didn't want to think about the fact that Josh may not feel the same. "But I am doing these really good exercise videos that I bought. They are specially designed for pregnant women. And they have some really good songs too. Do you like the Ramones?"
"Screw it," Josh muttered as he gave in to temptation and leaned over to kiss Donna again and effectively shut her up.
This kiss went longer than the other, but remained more soft and romantic. In the course of the kissing, both arranged themselves to lying down next to one another on the couch. That way they were comfortable for the following hour they spent kissing and cuddling.
"Josh?" A sleepy Donna muttered into his chest.
"Yeah," he gently responded.
"You wanna maybe check out what's going on in the news?"
"Sleepy?"
"Yeah."
"'Kay," he said stretching under the weight of his pregnant Donna for the remote on the coffee table. He then flipped the set on where news coverage was already in progress.
Both were asleep with minutes. And they slept better than they ever had in their lives.
