"This is surreal."

"What?" Donna whispered.

"I'm sitting in a room with the man who will be the President of the united states in three days and his First Lady and both there Chief of Staffs.." She looked at Sam. "And I'm.. well..."

"The enemy?" Josh smirked raising an eyebrow.

"A republican." Ainsley smirked back at him.

"Yeah.. why is that again?" He teased.

"Come on!" Santos almost whined. Turning up the radio and dancing around the room. "This is supposed to be my 'Normal Citizens Party'!" Jed Bartlet had recommended it. A sort of bachelor party for his last few nights as a normal person.

"All right no shop talk." Josh laughed. "Matt wants to get Jiggie with it."

Donna snorted at her husbands use of the word Jiggie from her spot beside Helen Santos on the sofa.

"He had very high verbals." She giggled shooting a look at Sam who's lips were pressed together in a tight line. Josh smirked at her.

Everyone had gone home besides the three couples. It was weird to Josh that it wasn't weird hanging out with the Santos'. It was just like hanging out with Sam and Ainsley. Only Sam and Ainsley were not nearly as drunk as Matt and Helen.

He felt Donna looking at him. He smiled turning his eyes to hers. This, he thought. This was everything he'd ever wanted.

"I talked to Toby." Sam said quietly from the chair beside him.

"Yeah?" He winked at Donna and turned to face his best friend. "How was he?"

"Unreadable." Sam mumbled. "Worried about tomorrow. Worried he won't do it."

"He will." Josh told him with a certainty he hoped wasn't misplaced. "He'll do it."

"He owes him Josh." Sam said softly. "He owes all of us."

Eight years ago he would have disagreed. Eight years ago he would have said they owed him. But it had been a long eight years. He knew Sam was right. He nodded at him, turning his head back to Donna.

She and Helen exchanged glances before she shot a questioning look at Josh who gave her a go ahead smile.

"Sam?" He turned to his friend. "Don't get mad. I wanted to tell you first but-. Well she can almost be as scary as Abbey."

"What are you talking about?" Sam sat up straight. "What did you do?" He smirked and nodded his head towards Helen and Donna.

"Ainsley? What are you're plans in August?" Helen Santos tilted her head to the left.

"Ma'am?" Helen looked at Donna.

"I'll need a chief of Staff for a few months."

"What?" Ainsley almost choked on her drink.

"You know she's a republican right?" Sam asked.

"Is she a good one?" Helen laughed. He nodded. "Do you believe in education and health care for children?'

"Yes Ma'am." She mumbled, taking a prolonged sip of her drink.

"It's only six weeks." Helen leaned back and raised her eyes at Donna like they were actually muling it over..

"She'll do." Donna nodded.

"Wait." Sam said suddenly, flipping his eyes to Donna. "Where are you going in August?"

She grinned at her husband.

"Labor and Delivery." Josh said smoothly, winking at his friend.

"No." Sam mumbled.

"Yes." Donna smiled.

"You're pregnant?" Ainsley shook her blond head and shot a glance towards Sam. "You didn't know?"

"No." Sam said turning his face towards Josh. "How long have you known?"

"Since Hawaii." Josh grinned.

"Oh God! Congratulations!" Ainsley yelled moving across the coffee table to hug Donna.

"Wow.. Josh I mean Wow." Sam muttered. "Since Hawaii?"

"Don't feel bad Sam. Helen knew before I did." He added rolling his eyes.

"I'm a woman. I know everything." Helen smirked, glancing at Matt who was staring at Donna.

"Josh Lyman: the father." He mumbled.

"Christ." Sam murmured.

"Hey!"

"Little Josh's ..."Ainsley whispered grimly.

"Running through the halls of my White House." Matt snickered.

"Ainsley?" Helen looked at her expectantly.

"Oh.. I mean.. Yes Ma'am. I'd be happy to fill in for Donna."

Helen sat back pleased with her answer.

Donna grinned at Josh.

"You guys are.. you're gonna be.. " Sam was shaking his head, his wide eyes skipping back and fourth between Donna and Josh. "Parents."

"Yeah." Josh felt his cheeks turn red and he looked at the ground. "Yeah."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

Somethings never changed, Josh though looking over at Donna. He cast his eyes back to Sam and smiled. It was like the four years between them never happened. It was like 'the thing' with Donna never happened. It was just like it always had been. He pushed Sam out of his comfort zone and Sam had his back. He felt Sam's strong arm clap against his shoulder.

"Uncle Sam. I'm gonna be.. oh crap I'm gonna be Uncle Sam?" Sam shook his head, Donna started laughing. "Why have I never thought of that before?"

"It's cute." Ainsley was laughing now too, she pursed her lips in encouragement and kissed him on the cheek.

"Sure. It's.. cute..."

"Maybe he'll be born on the fourth of July. We could call him Yankee Doodle Dandy." Josh said dryly.

"Oh-kay.." Santos sighed. "My first Presidential Decree.. Donna gets to name all the Lyman children.."

"Hey. You're just Matt Santos man from Texas tonight. I'll name my kids what ever I-." He raised his eyebrows and cocked his head slightly. "What ever Donna tells me to."

"Good answer." Sam mumbled. "For a second there I thought you were in trouble."

"Shut up Uncle Sam." He muttered.

"Yeah." He snickered.

"We are going to do this again." Matt said frimly sitting down beside Helen. "President or not I am still a man. I still need friends.. you are all my friends.. We are going to continue to do this."

"Get drunk in Josh and Donna's townhouse?" Ainsley's eyes widdened.

"No. Have dinner together. Have a good time. Talk." He corrected. "When I'm not saving the world. Or.. well when Josh isn't saving the world through me." Lyman lifted his glass to his boss.

"We never did that." Sam's wirey voice made Helen smile. "I'm not sure you can do that."

"Why not?"

"Leo never did that."

"I'm sure Leo had dinner with Bartlett."

"Yeah but not with us. Not with wives and... subordinates. Leo never had dinner with any of us." Sam looked cautiously at his best friend. "You probably won't either."

"Shut up Sam. Just cause Leo didn't doesn't mean I won't." He smirked. "I think it was an age thing. Leo was a friend of my fathers.We must have looked like kids to them. The three of us are the same age." He nodded towards Santos. "It's not as weird."

"We were kids." Donna mumbled, a slow smile creaping across her face.

"No, you were a kid. The rest of us were miserably middle aged." Josh smirked again."I'm just a creapy old man."

"Cradle robber." Helen mumbled.

"I'm young at heart." He said proudly.

"He's a big baby." Donna informed them.

"Hey." He whined.

"You are Josh. You whine. In fact you just whined there." She told him.

"Only to you." He said sweetly. "I only whine to you." She stood up and sat on his lap in the chair.

"Good to know."

"So. We are going to do this. At the residence. At least once a month." Santos stated, looking around the room.

"I give it two months." Sam muttered.

"If that." Josh agreed.

"What was that boys?" Matt asked poping an olive in his mouth. "Did you say something?"

"No sir." They said in unison. Donna smiled. Some things never changed.