Author Note: So, this chapter is pretty short… sorry, but it's setting up some longer stuff. Thanks for all the reviews, guys. They mean a lot.

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"Donna!" Josh bellowed from the depths of his office.

"Yeah?" She called back from her desk.

"When's the next interview?"

Donna checked the paper in front of her, "20 minutes."

"Thanks," he called back. He began to flip through the pages in front of him and then addressed the infant playing on his floor.

"Drea, I'm not sure that there's anyone fit to take care of you. We're on prospective nanny number 14 and I'm getting impatient."

Drea looked up at her father as if to say 'what else is new?'

He chuckled at the face she was making and scooped her up in his arms. It was this tender scene that Leo walked in on.

"Josh, I love her too, but she's almost two years old. You've got to get her out of here."

"She's one year and nine months, Leo, and I'm trying." Josh sighed. "I'm interviewing a girl in 20 minutes. She's the last one. If she's not perfect, I'm taking my mother up on her offer."

Leo smirked, "You're going to let your mother move in with you."

Josh scowled at Leo, "For the sake of Drea, yes I will."

"Who's the girl coming in?" Leo asked.

"Charlie's next door neighbor. She's worked in a day care center for a few years now. He says that she's good."

"Hope it works out," Leo said as he walked out the door, "Staff at 11."

Josh nodded to himself and ran his fingers through Drea's thin red hair. She looks like Lis more and more every day.

Donna found herself staring at him through the open door of his office. He has got to get himself a wife.

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"Ok people, it's a light day, so let's get rolling," CJ yelled over the noisy din of the press corps. Waiting patiently for them all to get settled, CJ ruffled through her papers and adjusted her glasses.

"We're ready? Good. Ok. On a more personal note, I know you're all curious who Josh hired to take care of his daughter and after three long weeks, I've finally got an answer for you. Her name is Anastasia Hunter and she's a 22-year-old graduate of George Washington University with a degree in Child Psychology. Before taking her new position, Ms. Hunter helped her mother run their neighborhood daycare center."

"CJ!"

CJ rolled her eyes, "Danny, what could you possibly have a question about?"

"What number was she?"

CJ smiled in spite of herself, "While that really is of no business to the American people who read your paper, she was number 15."

The press corps laughed corporately. They had all, in the past two years, had some sort of run in with Daddy Josh and knew how quirky he could be.

"Moving on, the President…"

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"Mr. Lyman," Stacey called from Josh's kitchen.

"Seriously, Stacey, you've been here for three months. Call me Josh."

Stacey blushed, "Sorry, Mr. Ly- Josh. You said that Drea didn't sleep well last night. Do you want me to put her down earlier than usual? Or try to keep her schedule normal."

Josh smiled; Stacey was too good at what she did. "Use your judgment. I've got to run, I'll be late." Kissing the top of Drea's head, he grabbed his book bag and ran out the door.

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"She's working out well," Leo randomly observed at the end of Staff that day.

"Stacey? Yeah, she's great with Drea." Josh responded.

"I heard she answered the phone yesterday."

Josh beamed, "Yeah. 'Hello, Lyman's house. This is Drea.'"

"She's amazing," Leo smiled.

"Yeah, I think I'll keep her."

Donna came running up the hall, "Josh!"

"Donna, what?"

"Stacey just called from the hospital. Drea's not breathing."

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