Disclaimer: I do not own them. I wish I did. insert sad face (

Author's Note: Maybe you can appreciate how tired I am by the fact that I forgot the word Disclaimer. If this chapter is less than you expected I am sorry. Anyway I don't care about this chapter. It's not the last one. As you know it has a lot to do with Josh being drunk, and they have champagne, lots of champagne. Now I will let your minds wander. By the way if any of you are wondering I have a really hard time letting things go. This story will probably go on… for a while… and by that I mean… far beyond it's original mandate…

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Josh was stunned, to say the least. "NO!" he protested suddenly.

Donna swung her head back and laughed. "Josh.." she tried to mumble but could barely make it through the laughter. "I… we…" she couldn't stop.

Josh sipped his champagne. "I must say I feel rather silly." He was trying to be cute. He really had been offended. He felt hurt.

She looked at his pouting face. She roared with laughter. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry… It's just that I…" she started to laugh again.

Josh sat very confused trying his best to nurse what little pride he had left. He stared at her in awe. She was Donna. This was true. He wanted her to be his Donna. He had known it had been too much to hope for.

"Josh I… I'm sorry," she said finally regaining herself. "But we've… God how drunk were you last night?"

Josh wasn't sure exactly where the question had come from. He tried to mumble out some answer. "I was… very … drunk. Donna what's going on?"

She put her hand on his arm as if to calm him. "You don't remember very much of the conversation we had last night."

Josh raised an eyebrow in thought. "Frankly Donna I don't even remember calling."

Donna couldn't stop herself then. She literally rolled around laughing. Josh who might have mocked and enjoyed the spectacle under any other circumstances was rather nervous and rather hurt. He looked at her bewildered and quite out of the loop.

"Donna will you please…"

Donna said up still giggling. "Josh I can't marry you. I'm already engaged to the greatest man in the world."

Josh smiled dimples and all. "And who might he be?"

Donna laughed. She lent in and gave him a kiss. Josh who felt deprived of his glorious moment wasn't about to let her go. Maybe it was the champagne, or the candles, or the roses, or the fact that she was kissing Josh, but that felt like the most romantic moment of her life.