Summary: Sam stupid. Josh sad.
Disclaimer: I own not the things we call characters.
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Josh waited an extra second after Donna left. He took a deep breath, and tried to pull himself together. When he finally started to go after her he didn't get very far. He found himself being smashed into a wall, by Sam.
"What the hell did you do?" Sam asked, in a hushed tone.
"What?" Josh said. "Get off me!"
Sam got off of Josh. Still with a look of anger, not really an anger either he or Josh could place he walked around the corner to Josh's office.
Josh didn't want to follow him, but he did. He closed the door to his office and let out a deep sigh.
"I just left Donna!" Sam said not quite yelling, but defiantly furious. "She was crying, and upset. So what the hell did you do?"
Josh didn't know how to respond. Donna had been crying? He didn't even look at Sam, just floated into space, and sat down in a chair.
"I…" Josh tried to begin.
"She wasn't going for a walk!"
"What?" Josh asked, forgetting Sam was there.
"She had her jacket. She had her purse!"
Josh thought about moving, started to rise, and feel back down into his chair.
"She's not coming back is she?" Sam asked a little more calm.
"I don't know," Josh told him, quietly staring at the floor.
Sam reaching inside himself for composure asked almost caring about Josh's feelings, " What happened?"
Josh responded in a voice barely alive, living in a different dimension, one where he had caused Donna pain, where reality was sinking in, "She quit."