Title: The Office
Category: Romance/Humor/Drama
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Some time spent back in Manchester on the campaign trail

Disclaimer: Only in my own twisted world would I actually own these characters, but unfortunately I don't : )
Author's Notes: Feedback helps me write better and also feeds my addiction

Chapter 2

Dinner passed pleasantly for both of them. Laughter, stories, good food, and each other's company put both of them in an amazing mood. They did not allow their differences to get in the way of their night. While they were walking along the streets of Manchester after midnight Donna was still raving about the food.

"Even the garlic bread is amazing! Honestly, that place can't get any better." Josh chuckled at her enthusiasm, something he had missed on the Santos campaign trail.

"Yeah I know, you've told me four times. Umm, I forgot a file at the office, do you mind if we stop in there? Or do you want to go home?" he asked, hoping that she wanted to stay with him, if only for a little while longer.

"Sure, I'll go to the office with you, maybe I'll even do a little reconnaissance for the Russell camp," she smirked.

"Yeah, sure, Donatella…actually you probably know better than me what's in my office now…maybe you should stay outside…"

"Hmm….good point, I think I'll go in."

"Fine, but I'll be keeping my eyes on you."

"You mean you don't normally?"

"Well, you know, I do have the task of getting the next man elected President so while I would love to have my eyes on you all the time, duty calls." She didn't know what to say, but she was saved because they had reached the headquarters. Josh, pulled out a key, opened the door, and let Donna go in first. He turned on a few lights.

"Josh, why isn't anyone here?"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you, on Sundays the Congressman has a rule, no one stays after midnight unless he authorizes it, and apparently no one got the okay this week."

"So what you really mean to tell me is that everyone goes home on a Sunday night, you pretend to go home with them but what you really do is wait an hour and then come back," she said knowingly. "Using your trusty little key."

"Close…very close. You know me too well, Donna." They were walking towards his office. "I'm not too sure that you aren't stalking me…I mean you did seek me out today…"

"Yes, Josh, I'm stalking you and had to do tons of research to find you at, gasp, the Santos' New Hampshire headquarters. You got me," she smirked at him. "Seriously, your ego is getting too big to handle." She was now sitting in the visitors chair and he was at his desk looking through piles of papers for the file he needed.

"So you've told me before." A pile fell to the floor. "Damnit!" She reached to go help him. "Trying to find out some secrets Donna?" he smirked as he batted her hands away. "I can do it, you're not my assistant anymore, and you don't have to deal with this. And plus…secrets that you can't find out!" She bent down to help him anyway.

"Yeah, yeah, secrets…sure. You really have to learn not to pile paper that high, it's not conducive to gravity." Josh leaned over to grab a few files that fell near her. "Plus, you wouldn't leave secrets on your desk, I know you Josh, you're not that irresponsible."

"It's taken you many years to admit that." He grinned at her. "I think I'm going to have to stay awhile to sort all these messed up files back to their previous state. You don't have to stay."

"Yeah, but I want to."

TBC…

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