Donna was not two steps down the stairs when she heard someone approaching. She sucked it up and wiped her eyes, never one for dramatics, although she always seemed to wear her emotions on her sleeve. Continue down another six steps she found herself directly above Rona, returning from her "moment" with Josh.

"Hey." Rona began in a "oh, I am surprised but glad I ran into you" sort of way. "I just told Josh about the numbers, but I don't know if he really heard me." She stated although her tone seemed more like a question.

"Urgh." Donna thought. "If I have to stand hear and listen to this I think I might punch her out." Donna was not prone to violence however tonight she felt few would be safe from her overwhelming desire to beat something, especially Rona.

"Really." Donna stated as calmly as possible

"Yeah" Rona began, apparently mistaking this time as "girl talk" or "gab time" or something other than what it really was. "He was like totally high one minuet like saying he didn't care about the numbers and the next he was like totally quiet and dramatic and serious…although it didn't seem to have anything to do with the numbers."

Rona had been babbling and Donna had been focusing on trying NOT to push her down the stairs when Rona's comments started to sink in. "So all you discussed were the numbers?"

At this point Donna was staring squarely into Rona's face focusing her full attention on whether or not the girl was lying. "Yeah" Rona responded in a way that made Donna feel she had curtailed a "DUH" from her statement. Rona might be a little too chatty for Donna's taste at this particular moment, but she did not seem to be lying.

Donna's thoughts wandered to what could possibly be going on. "So you say he just froze up?" She asked the question almost to the air.

"Yeah." Rona began, "He was talking, then he was holding my arms, then it was like I wasn't even there, then he was messing with my shirt and then I was outta there. I couldn't even tell you what was happening, except that maybe Josh is off his meds!" Rona thought this was amusing and began to laugh with a few intermittent snorts. She concluded with this statement: "Guys Josh's age are so odd. I think they are like in emotional denial or something"

Suddenly Donna had a thought. She had been tying hard not to cast an evil glare at the snorting colleague when it occurred to her that Rona saw Josh as a boss and only a boss. Not only that, but she saw him as an OLD boss, she hit the road when Josh was obviously in distress and did not take the time to even find out why. She is definitely not giving off the vibe that she has feelings for him, consciously or unconsciously, and Donna felt certain she would recognize that vibe.

Rona had continued on with a few other observations on "men Josh's age" that Donna could have obviously cared less about. Nevertheless, her brief conversation with Rona had lifted like a thousand pound weight from her shoulders and loosened the knots in her stomach. She debated whether she should give Rona a quick kiss on the forehead, since she was practically looking down right at it, or just excuse herself politely. She went with excusing herself, not surprisingly, and continued down the stairs.

Donna's movements were now much slower, she was not burdened with the same sadness that filled her thoughts moments ago, rather now she had a deep concern for Josh. Her Joshua. What could it be that sent him into that mode?

Donna knew it well. She had seen it first when she'd had to deliver the news of his father's death. She had seen it when he discussed the shooting and after his PTSD. It was the face he held when Mrs. Landingham died and the President announced his MS. To sum up, Josh tried to keep that side of him inside of him, and it wasn't pulled out without good reason.

Now Donna was worried. Her steps quickened to the point of almost a sprint and by the time she burst through the double doors leading out into the cool night air she had practically imagined Air Force One crashing to the ground taking The President, CJ, Charlie, Toby and Zoey down with it and landing on Josh's mother's house. Josh of course had received this information by divine intervention and was now in depressed spiral that only she and possibly a shrink named Stanley could fix. Now although she knew these possibilities may have been a little extreme, she also knew that she was worried and wanted to find him.

So, to her relief she did not have to look far. She spotted his body bent over and clutching the guard gate almost before she saw it. It was almost as if she sensed his presence although he was a good 15 yards away.

"Josh" she called, winded and moving towards him. Her call caused him to straighten slowly, and he turned as if he didn't believe his ears that she was there.

"Donna?" The confusion on his face was evident. "Are you ok? Did he hurt you?" The alarm in his voice was so intense that Donna almost didn't take the last three steps to reach him.

She grasped his upper arms and he held her around the waste leaving the "professional distance" of about 18 inches between them.

"What?" she asked breathless and confused.

"Did something happen? What'd he do?" Josh was acting with a mix of protectiveness and sheer insanity that left Donna even more perplexed.

"I was going to ask you if you were alright? What did who do, Josh?"

"Will." He said, again with the same "DUH" space on the end that Donna felt Rona wanted to use, however Josh's comment came with the added feeling of hatred and disgust in just one syllable.

"What?" Donna said again. She was shaking her head and trying to catch her breath when Josh whispered.

"I saw you."

The blank expression that overtook Donna's face only managed to make Josh angry. He at once let go of her waist and took a step backwards, his lower back making contact with the guardrail almost immediately. Now instead of compassion and concern the only emotions Josh displayed were disdain and rage.

"Wha..what are you talking about Josh?" Donna was definitely thrown. Whatever the news was, it must be really bad. Either that, or Rona was right and Josh had lost if for real this time. She watched him cautiously, trying to keep her utter confusion masked from her face. She didn't want to upset him further.

"Donna!" He shouted, the way he always had a thousand times before, only this time it was different. "Don't try to lie to me. I SAW you. I saw you and I saw Will and you are both fired. Yeah, that's it you are fired!"