Title: Our Next Life
Category: Romance/Humor/Drama
Rating: PG-13
Summary: "Join me in ten years," the message said. "Then we'll see what happens next."

Disclaimer: Since I own them you all must pay ME for the use of them…oh, wait…that's not me. Don't own them, never will : (
Author's Notes: Feedback Love

Writing Ended: July 19, 2005

Chapter 14

"Twenty-five years."

"Yep."

"Twenty-five long years."

"Yep."

"Twenty-five years, three children in their twenties, one of which is still living with us and two who are currently visiting."

"Yep."

"Twenty-five years is a long time, Donna."

"Yes, Josh, I know, I had to deal with you full-time for those twenty-five years." The sun was setting, casting a glow over the balcony the Lyman's were occupying. They were sitting on a bench looking at the view. Josh had his left arm around Donna, clasping her left hand.

"The feeling is mutual," he replied through his chuckle.

"But we did end up back here," Donna said looking at the Washington Monument; she had never seen it in such glory. "I'm so proud of you." The smile that formed on Josh's face could have lit up the world.

"I couldn't have done it alone," he spoke and leaned down to kiss her.

"Happy Anniversary, Mr. President," she said after Josh pulled away.

"Same to you, First Lady Donnatella Lyman." Donna snuggled closer to her husband.

"Do you remember our first kiss?"

"How could I forget?" he said, smiling. Donna liked to do this every year on their anniversary; it was his favorite part about the whole day. "But you're going to tell the story anyway, aren't you?"

"Yep!" Donna declared happily, shifting in her seat until her feet were tucked under her and she was looking at Josh. He moved so that his body was leaning towards hers too. He really loved how she still got all excited about them even years later. "So, you were acting nervous all day…"

"No, I wasn't!" His dimples were out and he knew it.

"Yes, you were, you spilt coffee everywhere!"

"That's because you snuck up on me!" he exclaimed.

"Sure, whatever you want to believe, honey." She snorted. "Anyway, I had a date with Eric…"

"The intern!"

"Yes, Eric the intern. I hear he introduces himself as that." Donna grinned. She enjoyed the way he got jealous after all these years about Eric, who she had never even talked to after that day.

"We weren't allowed to date interns, Donna!"

"I was! I wasn't senior staff."

"The hell you weren't! You were more than qualified to be! You kept me in line and you could have advised the President on nearly anything that any of us did. You were always Senior Staff, Donna." She leaned up and kissed him, deep and long, trying to convey everything that she couldn't put into words.

"Thank you," she said after she pulled away. "That was really sweet."

"Eric was eight years younger than you!" Josh's outcry made Donna laugh.

"But you taught me that having a real man with a ten year advantage was a huge benefit," she managed to say through her amusement.

"Damn straight!"

"Now back to the story. You became insanely jealous."

"Not insanely."

"It's my story, let me tell it!" she said playfully, poking him in the chest.

"Actually, it's our story."

"Yeah, but I'm telling it so, shhh!"

Josh laughed his heart filling even more with love for his wife.

"You were insanely jealous," she continued. "Gave me unnecessary work, and kept on arguing with me all day, then, to continue the argument we were having about Eric you followed me all the way down to the file room." Josh opened his mouth to protest. "Sorry, file closet as you like to say." He closed his mouth. "And the next thing I knew you were kissing me."

"I never could resist you when we argued."

"I know. That's your weakness and I use it to my full advantage."

"Ya know," Josh said, a thought popping into his head. "We could have a repeat performance; we do live in the house where this story took place." She pretended to deliberate before answering.

"True, we could. As long as we're back before the kids notice we're missing. You up for it?" He never replied, just grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the West Wing and then all the way to the door that he had entered behind her over two decades ago. That's when he remembered they needed a key.

"You stay here, I'll be right back." Josh ran up the stairs, to the nearest security guard he could find and asked for the key to the file room. Once securing the item he ran back to Donna and unlocked the door. "Your room awaits, my lady," he said, pushing open the entrance and allowing his wife to go through first.

"Still looks basically the same," Donna said looking around. When she didn't hear anything she turned to her husband and saw the familiar desire fill his eyes. Without another word he had her pushed up against the wall, his mouth on hers, and his hands trailing over her body. She moaned in response.

Some things just never change.

THE END

A/N: I hope you enjoyed. Please leave feedback; I'd like to know if this lived up to expectations. It was fun writing for you all, and I have a few other stories in the works. Once again, please tell me what you think, thanks so much for reading, and for all the feedback you have left. Thanks!