October

Toby Ziegler held a picture taken for Newsweek their first day in the White House. Leo had stood in the middle a little apart from the group. CJ and Josh flanking him on one side,Sam and Toby the other. "The new dream team." Itstated boldly underneath them. It was sipped into a laminated sleeve.

Toby,

Josh thought you might

need this. Good luck today.

We're thinking about you.

Donna

Toby flipped it over and saw Josh's scratchy print on the back. He read the words, trying not to let them sink in just yet.

Thus I, wretched with care, removed from my homeland, far from dear kinsmen, have had to fasten with fetters the thought of my heart-ever since the time I covered my gold-friend in the darkness of the earth; and from there I crossed the woven waves, winter-sad, downcast for want of hall, sought a giver of treasure-a place, far or near, where I might find one in a mead-hall who should know of my people, or would comfort me friendless, receive me with gladness.

- The Wanderer

"Oh My God. Sam, your brilliant!" His fiancee's voice was high and airy.

"Should I be offended that you sound surprised?" He asked through his smile frozen cheeks. Still waving at the cheering crowd behind him.

"We're going to have to sell the house." She said nodding and waving to passersby.

"Ainsley, they'll let us use a house here. We don't have to sell the house." He said to her smiling and nodding like he was saying something exciting. 'Promise of A Brand New Day' was blaring out over the already obnoxious sound of the crowd.

"Oh right." She said awkwardly, made even more so by the fake smile she had plastered on her face. Sam saw Josh walking towards them quickly with an all too serious smile on his face.

"I could kiss you, Sam. I honestly could kiss you!" Josh yelled clapping his hands down on his best friends shoulders and shaking him back and forth.

"Really Josh, what's with you and the kissing?" Ainsley laughed. "Your scarring Lou."

"She need not worry." He leaned over and gave her a loud kiss on the cheek. "I only kiss those I love." He looked at Sam with a tempted look on his face. "I'll kiss you in the car, Donna would kill me if I.." His cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

"Donnatella?" He yelled into the phone.

"Josh Lyman, if you kiss the future Vice President I swear I will kill you!" She laughed.

"She told you not to kiss me, didn't she?"

"She just called you the future VP, and said I should kiss you."

"Joshua!" Donna laughed again.

"He was great. Wasn't he great? Listen." He held up the phone so she could hear the crowd. "They're freaking out."

"Josh no drinking until I get there." She told him. There was procedure now. Procedure for anything more than one beer.

"Ask Donna if I can kiss him." Donna heard Ainsley say.

"Of course she can!"

"No absolutely not, sorry Donna says kissing republicans is bad for the campaign."

"Well I'm going to kiss him."

"You're a much better kisser than Josh." Sam said as there lips parted.

"You too." She nodded.

"Donna," Josh said into the phone, the excitement showing in his every syllable. "Defend my masculinity here."

"Oh I can do better than that, Joshua." She said seductively. "I have proof of it."

"Really?" He felt all the air leave his lungs and sucked it back in.

"Yup." She said simply.

"Are you telling me what I think your telling me?" His voice jumped an octave.

"Yes." She laughed. "Josh keep walking."

"What?" He realized she was still watching them on CNN. "Oh." Sam had nudged him into motion again. He lowered his voice as they got into the limo. "You're sure?"

"Very."

"I love you."

"I love you too." She laughed. "Don't drink until I get there, Josh."

"Okay." He hung up the phone and turned to Sam and Ainsley.

"Josh?" Sam's smile faded as he saw the Campaign Manager's face.

"We're having a baby." He breathed through barely moving lips, trying to force the look of shock off of his face. He looked up to see it on Sam's. "We're having a baby."

Donna felt incredibly stupid.

"No."

"Donna, you're sick all the time."

"Nerves."

"You're always tired."

"We don't sleep, Josh."

"How long has it been since you-?" She looked up at his question, her mocking look at his inability to finish the sentence faded off her face. She contemplated the answer to the question. "Donna?"

July, August, September.. Oh shit. She had looked back at him.

"Stress?" She had questioned him, looking down at herself. She'd gained five pounds. It wasn't a lot, but for Donna it was. Her hands had moved over her stomach, Josh's eyes followed it.

"Get a test." He had said leaning forward and kissing her before he started out the door. "Call me." His hand had unconsciously slipped between hers running his thumb over the bottom of her shirt.

"Okay." She had whispered.

Donna had stopped off at the drugstore before walking into Santos headquarters. While Chris Mathews had started Sam's pre-speech commentary, she'd followed the directions on the box. Four minutes into Sam's speech, she had been picking out baby names.