Author's note: Ok Amber will not be appearing in the rest of the story. Let's just say she worked with Josh for like a week and decided she wanted a career change. Does that sound good? We are coming up to the end. There will be two ending after chapter.
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"Josh, pacing isn't going to make time go by faster." Donna leaned on his desk watching his steady back and forth pattern. She watched as the path started to ware into the carpet. The plan for today: Election Day, Josh, Donna, Annabeth, and Leo were all flying back to DC to vote then by the time the polls closed they should be in Texas to hear the results with the Congressman. By 5:37 Josh had turned into a nervous wreck, which Donna found it slightly amusing to watch. The past two election days had been different, exciting, and fun. This one was beginning to get painful. When he passed by her, she reached out and grabbed his hand. "You're making me sea sick."
He looked at her as if it was the first time he had ever seen her. Too lost in his own worries and thought, he had to blink a few times before he recognized her. "Huh?"
She poked him in the chest, "There's nothing you can do now, just sit back and relax."
He raised one eyebrow, "Relax?"
"Yeah, some people are very good at it."
"You want me to relax?" His voice began to rise. "Relax? This is the biggest day of my life and I should just relax."
"Yep."
Josh glared at her skeptically, "you know that's not going to happen."
"I know, but a girl could try." She poked him in the chest again. She looked into his worried eyes, her finger lingered on him. Her voice was soft and warm, "I am so proud of you Josh. You did this one all on your own from start to finish, it was your show. I've seen your finest moments and well, your world class screw ups. But today is your finest hour."
He placed his hand over his finger, pressing her hand to his chest. His body heat and softening eyes made waves of heat flash over her back. The moment was so intimate and tender, blood started to rush to her face.
"I couldn't have done it without you."
She shrugged shyly with her hand still firmly on his chest, "I just came in at the end."
"But everything started to click, it all made sense. It was you." He shifted his weight and looked down at his feet, his stillness and the quiet in the room calmed his nerves enough to say the words that had been in his head. As he spoke he stepped forward inviting himself into her space. "I understand why you left."
"Josh." She tried to stop him.
"I was holding you back, and for that I deeply apologize. You needed to see what you could do on your own. I completely understand. I don't think I ever got around to saying how proud I am of you. I think the time apart as painful and uncomfortable but it was important. For years I depended on you, CJ, Toby, and everyone, and I forgot I could do anything on my own. The one lesson became abundantly clear, I couldn't, I needed you. You make me better at everything."
Donna started to blush at his words and her stomach flipped when his hand squeezed hers. She stammered a little, unsure what to say next, "thank you, Josh."
"When I think about what I've risked for this campaign, I could lose everything"
She shifted her weight away from the desk and towards him; her voice was barely a whisper. "Not everything, you won't lose me."
He whispered back, "but I could have."
"But you won't." She smiled sweetly.
His head inched towards her, "no matter what happens tonight. I'll need you tomorrow."
Donna moved her lips towards him, "I'll be there."
The kiss was so light, so soft neither felt it right away. He was in the process of moving his hands up her to her face, when Annabeth came barging into the room.
"Come on guys we have a plane to catch…" She stopped when she surveyed the situation. "Um I could leave you guys alone." If looks could kill Annabeth would have died, been resurrected, just to be killed again. The moment was over Josh and Donna walked out of the office, fingers interlocking.