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Author's note: God this thing better let me update. I have a love/hate relationship with the server. Anywho new chapter. Read. Love. Review. Then repeat.

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Josh sat at his desk for some time. He wasn't racking his semi-sober mind for useful information on the meeting he was about to attend. He was trying to remember everything that had happened the night before.

He couldn't find any logical reason for waking up in Donna's bed. He was pretty sure however that he hadn't slept with her. Still he was completely worried about what he might have said to her.

He called C.J.'s office.

'Hello?' C.J. answered.

Josh began slowly. 'I know you are going to think I'm an ass but really what happened yesterday?'

'Josh don't you have a meeting?' C.J. asked a little too distracted to care what Josh was mumbling about.

'In twenty minutes,' he answered her.

'Shouldn't you be strategizing or something?' C.J. asked looking over file caring less and less about what Josh was saying.

'I can't think about that,' he huffed. 'I need to know what happened with Donna.'

C.J. was suddenly giving the conversation her full attention. 'Josh I don't know what happened when you guys left.'

'What happened before that?' Josh asked in a pleading tone.

'Josh,' she said in a low voice. Her mood had completely changed. She wasn't smiling. She was worried about what had happened.

'C.J. I need to know. I can't concentrate on…'

'Josh, Donna's father died,' C.J.'s voice said coldly.

Josh sat up straight. 'What?'

'Yesterday Donna got a phone call,' C.J. began to recite the story. 'Her dad died Josh.'

Josh didn't remember it happening but he knew for sure it fit into the little he could remember. Donna crying, not the drinks so much, but then more Donna crying.

'So she was heading home?' Josh asked. His fear that he had driven Donna away in a mad haze was lifted by reality. 'Oh god,' Josh said aloud.

'What!' C.J. said worried, thinking maybe Josh had remembered something terribly inappropriate which he had done the night before.

'Nothing, nothing,' Josh muttered.

He put his head down on his desk and tried to think. 'Thanks C.J.'

'Anytime.'

He hung up then. He got up and began to rifle through some folders. He had a vague memory of Donna telling him where things would be. She had said, 'You'll need this for the morning.' Then she had placed it in a large pile. 'And you'll need this for the afternoon.' And she had placed it on the other side of the room. 'And you'll need this all day.'

He found all the folders promptly. Stacked on top of other folders. He wasn't exactly sure if he needed the whole pile, or just the one on top.

A knock came to the door, which startled Josh. He stood up straight only to see Sam walk into the room.

Sam took a short look at him and said, 'Toby is going to kill you.'

Josh was pretty sure he was right.