Donna's POV

It's been five days since I miscarried, three days since I told everyone, and also three days since Josh and I professed our love for one another. It's weird; he has been spending all his spare time (which I tell you isn't a lot) with me. I keep telling him, just wait till I'm 100 better, and then he won't know what's hit him.

It's around five o'clock in the early evening when I hear the door to my apartment open and a lot of voices talking very loudly at one another. I can't believe he has brought people here. He knows that I am not up for visitors just yet. He's enough for me to handle right now.

The voices get a little louder as the bedroom door opens. It closes again and his soft footsteps approach the bed. I know it's him from his steps, pathetic I know. My eyes are still closed, to give the appearance that I am asleep, but he knows me too well to think that I have slept through that. "Donna." He gently whispers. There's something about his voice that doesn't sound quite right.

I open one eye and look up at him. "Oh my God! Josh what happened?" I am sitting bolt right up in bed. He looks terrible. A split lip and the beginnings of a bruise on his right cheek.

"You're not going to like it." He tells me, his head down, not daring to make eye contact yet.

"What do you mean, I'm not going to like it? Who do I have to send flowers to now?" I ask, wrapping the duvet closer to my body.

He sits on the edge of the bed. "I went after him." He states clearly. My mind takes a minute to acknowledge what he has told me and I have a feeling I know the answer to the question I am about to ask but I'll ask anyway.

"After who?" I squeak.

"Eric."

My heart sinks. "Josh you didn't. After I told you not too." Tears are already welling in my eyes. He got into a fight for me. And with him. That man, of all people to get into a fight with, it had to be him.

"I couldn't help myself Donna. Toby found out where he was and I went after him." Josh still hadn't looked me in the eye. "I know I told you I wouldn't but I couldn't help myself Donna. You mean the world to me and he violated you."

"Months ago Joshua. This all happened months ago and now you're bringing it all back up again." I can feel the wetness on my cheek and know that at least one tear has slipped from my eye.

"Yeah, you'll probably have to relive it. I'm sorry Donna."

"What do you mean?" I ask retreating a little back from him. 'He's done it,' I thought, 'He's told the police.'

"The police got brought in after our fight and I explained the story so now they want to talk to you."

Turning away from him I lay back down, pulling the cover with me. "Leave me alone." I tell him, hoping he will do as I tell him. I hear him sigh before getting up and leaving the room. After hearing the door close I let the tears flow. I don't care; I'm going to have to relive that awful nightmare again. God Josh, you are such an idiot.

Josh's POV

I walked back out into the living with my eyes downcast, looking at the pattern on the wooden flooring. I can't believe what an idiot I've been. I've made Donna angry with me. More to the point I have made her cry, this day can not get any worse.

"How is she?" CJ's voice breaks through my reverie.

I forgot they were here. "Upset, understandably." I answer. All I can think is whether she will forgive me ever.

"So what exactly happened?" CJ asked in professional capacity. I suppose she is going to have to field questions about it. I mean it isn't every day that the DCoS gets into a random fight with a random guy.

"I don't know where to start." I tell her as I sit on the sofa with my head in my hands.

"The beginning is always a good place to start." She tells me.

Flashback.

"Josh." I looked up from the mountain of paperwork I have in front of me to see Toby standing in my doorway.

"Yes Toby, what can I do for you?" I ask, watching as he shifted from one foot to another, something I have noticed him doing if he is nervous, which is regular.

"Here." He said, handing me a piece of paper.

"What is it?" I ask as I unfold the paper to reveal a name and place of work. "Is this….." Toby nodded. "How did you?"

"You're best not to ask?" He answered. "What you going to do with it?"

"Find and confront him." I answer, standing from my chair and heading to the door.

"Is that wise?" I shrug at his question and then notice he is following me. "I can't let you do this on your own."

Approaching the small offices my stomach flips. I can't believe that I am going to face the man who raped the woman I love. Okay so no one else knows that I love her, but I can't let this go.

Entering the building I notice him straight away. I remember his face from a time I saw him pick Donna up from out front. "Eric Black?"

"That's me, what can I do for you?" The guy answered without looking up. When he did he stared straight into my eyes. "Josh Lyman and Toby Zeigler, and to what do I owe this pleasure."

"I have something I wish to ask you." I managed to start out calm. "You dated Donna Moss a while back didn't you?"

"Yeah what about it?"

"And she ended it?" I ask again taking a step closer to him. He nodded this time. I don't know whether I am being intimidating or what but he seemed to be backing away from me. "What did you do to her after she had broken it off with her?"

"Nothing, I haven't seen her in months." He answers with such an innocent look on his face.

"Oh really, that isn't what she tells us. Eric did you rape her?"

"Are you out of your mind, of course I didn't. I would never." He answered again, trying to busy himself with something on his desk.

"Eric I have know Donna Moss for many a year and what you are telling me and what she has told me just don't add up. I believe her over you any day I am afraid."

"Yeah well she deserved it." He muttered under his breath.

I could feel the anger boiling in me. "What did you just say?" I lunged towards him. Toby held me back.

"She deserved it. There is that what you were waiting for?" He answered straight into my face. "It was your fault anyway. She dumped me after some argument with you."

By now I was sure there was steam coming from my ears. I reached for him again. "You have just made the worst mistake of your life." I tell him as I turn to leave. I was willing to let it go. For now.

"Nah that was when I started dating her." He said as I reached the door. That was it; I couldn't contain my anger any more. I turned and lunged again for him, this time I connected with his shoulder. But I wasn't quick enough. He lunged back and I caught a left hook in the face. And my God did it hurt. Toby grabbed me and pulled me from the office where we came face to face with a cop. Someone in the office next door had called security about the raised voices.

End Flashback

"And that CJ is what happened." I tell the press secretary.

"Josh I understand why you did it, but did you have to throw a punch? I was the worst thing you could have done." She tells me.

"No the worst thing I did was when I went looking for him. I don't know whether Donna will ever forgive me for this." I answer shaking my head. I am such a fool.

"Give her time." CJ tells me. "Now we are going to go. Go back in and speak to Donna, and then get yourself cleaned up." She tells me before ruffling my hair.

"Yes mom." I manage a smile before they all leave. I head back along the corridor and knocking on the bedroom door. "Donna." There is no sound so I quietly open the door and creep into the room. All I see is the blonde head sticking out from the duvet. I walk across to her side of the bed and crouch down beside where her sweet face lies. I push a strand of hair off her face. She stirs and looks at me. "I am so sorry." I tell her.

"I know you are Joshua, but why?" She asks me. Her voice still a little scratchy from the crying she obviously did after I left the room.

"Because I couldn't bear to think of what he did to you." I tell her honestly. "Donna, you mean so much to me and I know that this happened a while ago but you were still hurt and I couldn't bear it. I am sorry." I tell her again rubbing her back.

She stretches her hand out and touches my split lip. "Does it hurt?"

"A little." I answer leaning into her touch. "Maybe a kiss will help?" I ask in anticipation.

She leans down and traps my lips in her own. It hurts a little but the pain soon leaves and I forget about it altogether. She is kissing me, which I thought she might not ever do again after earlier. "Josh, don't ever do anything like that again!" She tells me, before pulling me into bed beside her. Laying with her in my arms, all my troubles seem to disappear. I hope in the next few weeks I can do that for her. She's going to need me when the police get in on it. What have I done to her?