Sam looked disbelievingly. "She quit?"
Josh held his head in his hand. "I don't know what happened. I mean… I… It just got away from me." He barely knew what had happened. He had feel foolish to think everything would work out.
"You're not running after her?" Sam asked calmly. He didn't mean go. He meant why?
Josh sighed. "She doesn't want me to. I mean at least I think… I wish I knew." He had thought he could start this with level feet and a level head.
"She's not coming back." Sam mumbled, quietly. It wasn't a question. They both knew the answer.
"Is that it?" Josh asked himself, half asking Sam. "I mean is that the end. She said it was the only way a relationship would work. If we didn't work together. She said… I'd hate her…" Josh held his breath, he felt like he was going to cry.
Sam stood awkwardly. "I don't know."
Donna was walking fast, trying to put the West Wing far behind her. She felt the tears pouring now. Sure she had been irrational. She knew it was ridiculous to quit over a dream. But there were realities to it weren't there?
She got out her phone slowly. She looked around, she wasn't sure where she was. She went and sat down on the nearest bench.
She dialed the number slowly, her fingers feeling colder than they should have. She sat and wondered if she was just being the ninny blonde Josh thought she was acting.
No, she thought. You love him too much to be a ninny.
She pressed talked and waited for the phone to connect.
"Hello?" a friendly voice answered.
Donna didn't make an answer.
"Hello?" the voice asked again.
"Hi C.J. it's Donna," she said finally. She had sighed the words. All together they had sounded weak, she hadn't meant to sound like that.
"So you did it?" C.J. asked hearing the stress in Donna's voice.
"He didn't take it too well," Donna answered in reply. She sighed and lent forward. She felt like she was going to be sick.
"Yeah," C.J. agreed. "Sam's in there with him."
Donna sighed. She wasn't sure if that made her feel better or worse. "I feel so stupid C.J."