Disclaimer: I own them not. But I still like to pretend I do.
Author's Note: I don't like this chapter. I wrote it though. I am sorry for neglecting you. Love or hate it. I mean yes… or no… or wait… no go.
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'You can't go see the President.' A mumbled and panicking voice proclaimed. 'You would be the stupidest man in the world if you went to see the President. It's so totally not something that you should go see the President. Are you out of your mind?'
There was a pause.
'You are… you are out of your mind.'
Pacing back and forth he wasn't stopped by his ambition to flee the room and run into the Oval Office at that moment.
'Work,' he told himself and sat back down at his desk.
Everyone was amazed at how quiet Josh's corner was for the rest of the day. No one was bothering him, on account of them all knowing he was going insane. He had ignored all phone calls, and had stayed in his office, trying to think of anything but Donna.
Around seven there was a knock at his door.
He looked up, C.J. entered.
'We have Senior Staff with the President.'
'Right,' he said energetically. He grabbed a folder following her quickly towards the Oval Office.
'You seem happy,' she commented.
'I am,' he told her. 'And then I'm not. We'll see how happy I am when you know I'm done.'
'Done what?' Sam asked as they walked together.
'Nothing.'
'It sounds like one of his plans,' C.J. remarked.
'No Josh you're plans are bad. Bad, bad plans.'
Josh just shrugged.
'You can go in,' Charlie told them.
They all walked in together.
Leo and Toby were waiting.
'Where's the President?' Josh asked quickly.
'He's just going to be a minute,' Leo told him.
They all sat down together.
The silence, though brief, seemed agonizing.
'Soooo…' C.J. remarked.
'How'd it go?' Sam asked Josh.
Josh just shrugged. 'I'm not sure.'
'Not sure like she hates you, or not sure like you're an idiot?' Sam asked him with a smile.
'Knowing Josh probably both,' C.J. remarked.
'No, no, Donna was good, or something as close as good can seem,' josh explained. 'But I am definitely an idiot so we have yet to see if anything went as it should have gone and if anything can possible happen.'
'Right,' Leo finished, not following anything he had said. 'Could we possible talk about something else?'
'God please,' Toby remarked.
Josh just gave a little smile. Sam and C.J. readjusted themselves and the room fell silent.
No one spoke, no one moved for what seemed like a century.
'So did she say yes…?' C.J. asked after the long pause.
The President suddenly entered the room.
'Thank God,' Toby sighed.
'So what's up?' he asked.
'Well Josh told Donna that he loved her and asked her to marry him..' Sam began and then looked at the faces around him. 'And you meant what was going on as in the world.'
'Right,' The President confirmed, though glancing at Josh.
The meeting proceeded. Toby and Josh talked briefly about the budget meeting. Sam talking about some thing with a Congressman that Josh had no idea about. And Leo finishing it with a military report from some country they had invaded some time in the long past.
'Okay then,' the President said about fifteen minutes later. 'Anything else.'
'Yes,' Josh said everyone turning to look at him. 'I know this may seem like an odd question and totally inappropriate but did you tell me that I couldn't marry Donna?'
'Oh my god,' Leo said, shielding his eyes as though Josh's stupidity were blinding.
'What the hell is he talking about?' the President asked the room in general.
Josh started up. 'Well I took Donna out last night sir, because her father died.'
'Donna's father died?' the President mumbled shocked and concerned.
'Yes sir,' C.J. told him.
'And now Josh wants to marry her?' he asked not fully understanding how drunk Josh had been.
'Well he was drunk sir,' Sam said.
'I'm sure that cheered her up quite a bit,' the President half-laughed, half-frowned.
'Sir,' Josh remarked. Suddenly all eyes were back on him. 'I did in fact ask Donna to marry me. And she did say yes, both of us perhaps being a little drunk to think clearly. But I called her, and she was sad, or upset, or something. She said that I had listed off the reasons why I couldn't marry her. And I remembered, after I hung up, one of those reasons. It was that you sir said I could not marry her?'
'I'm sorry,' the President said turning to Leo. 'Is Josh still drunk?'
'Sir?' Josh tired to get an answer once more.
The President looked up at him. 'Josh why for any reason on this earth would I care if you marry Donna? I have a country to run Josh. And your marital status is not anywhere near the top of priority list.'
'Umm… well… thank you sir…' Josh mumbled.
Everyone backed out the room. Josh did so slowly, trying his best to cover his back incase the President, or Leo should want to shoot him.
Once they were out and the door was shut he felt a sharp pain pace through his cerebrum.
'What the…' he screamed.
'What the hell were you doing!" C.J. asked him.
Sam and Toby, were standing together, watching, and laughing at Josh.
'What?' Josh yelled again. 'I had to know. I mean what if he… and then I… What do you want me to say?'
'Nothing Josh! There is absolutely nothing you can say.'
C.J. left, storming for her office.
'What did I do?'