Author: Liza C.
    Title: Big Picture
    Summary:  A missing scene from
    The Supremes
    Note:  I loved this episode but I had
    a problem with Josh totally drunk
    'gesticulating wildly' in one scene
    and moments later perfectly lucid
    interrupting Senator Pierce and CJ
    singing.  I think *something* had to
    occur in between.










    Sentry.  That was the job he'd given her for the
    evening.  That's okay, if he was going to put her
    Mother's cats on the Supreme Court the least she could
    do was stand guard.  And since everybody she was
    supposed to be watching was already in the building and
    playing nicely, Donna figured that she was no longer
    needed on lookout.  She started to wander to where the
    action was and that's when she found him at the door of
    the Roosevelt Room.  

    When Josh saw her he brightened and waved.  He
    started towards her, but stumbled slightly when he tried
    to walk.  

    "Josh!" Donna whispered urgently when she was almost
    to him, "What's going on? What's wrong with you?"  She
    studied him intently.

    "Donatella…"  Josh stopped in front of her and tilted his
    head, "Did I tell you that you look really pretty tonight?"

    Donna looked at him through narrowed eyes before
    realization dawned, "Oh my God.  You're drunk!"

    "Yes." He nodded hard once.

    "Josh, how did you get like this?!" Donna grabbed his
    arm and immediately started steering him back towards
    his office.

    "Senator Pierce kept pouring.  So I kept drinking."  He
    looked back, "Hey where are you taking me?"

    "Coffee.  You need hot black coffee.  And you need it
    right now."  

    "I have to go talk to Senator Pierce right now."  He
    struggled in vain to turn back towards the Mural Room.

    Donna held tightly on to his arm as they moved through
    the bullpen, "Nope, we have to try to sober you up first.  
    Quickly."  

    When they reached his office she sat him in his chair,
    "Stay here I'll be right back with the coffee."

    "But you don't bring me coffee…" His eyes were wide.

    "I always bring you coffee when you're drunk."

    He shook his head defiantly, "I'm never drunk and you
    never bring me coffee."  

    "See you don't remember that I do bring you coffee,
    because the only time I do it is when you're drunk.  
    Stay."  She ordered as she left his office.

    When she returned moments later she handed him the
    coffee and the muffin he'd given her earlier in the week.

    "What's this?"  He asked squinting at the baked good
    before taking a sip of the coffee.

    "It's the muffin from the other day."

    "So it's like a week old?"  He grimaced eyeing it
    disdainfully.

    "No more like three days and it's been wrapped up.
    What do you care?  You're drunk and we need to put
    something in your stomach to sop up the alcohol."  She
    replied as she peeled the saran wrap off the muffin.

    "Hey, why didn't you want it?  I bought it for you."  He
    twisted his head to glance up at her.  She'd crossed to
    his side of the desk and was now leaning back against it
    directly in front of him.

    "You bought it for me?"  She asked unable to hide a
    grin, "I thought you didn't like it."

    "Why would I buy it if I didn't like it?"  He shrugged
    taking a bite.  With his mouth full of muffin he repeated,
    "I bought it for you."  

    She couldn’t help it she blushed.  It was stupid, she
    knew.  All he did was buy her a stupid muffin, but the
    small gesture made her feel unabashedly happy.

    Thankfully he was still too drunk to notice her blush.  
    Besides now he was staring into his coffee mug, "This
    coffee sucks."

    "Yes."  She nodded, "I think it was brewed during the
    Lassiter Administration.  Drink it anyway."  He complied.

    She went over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of
    water.  Resuming her place leaning against his desk she
    directed, "Drink some water too." Donna twisted the top
    off and took a swig before handing it to him.

    "Et tu, Brute?"  He looked at her sadly.

    "What?!"  Donna choked on her mouthful of water.

    "I didn't expect this from you… but here you are feeding
    me old pastries, bad coffee and drowning me in liquid…"

    Donna laughed, "Josh I realize you're drunk, but what
    the hell are you talking about?"

    "Senator Pierce said I should have someone taste my
    food with Ryan around."

    "Let me guess that's going to be my job."  She gave a
    theatrical sigh.

    "I don't like him."  Josh said sounding more serious and
    more sober than he had since she found him outside the
    Roosevelt Room.

    "Who?  Senator Pierce?"  Donna asked.

    "No, Ryan."  Donna raised her eyebrow at him.  "He's a
    schmuck.  But I meant what I said to him."

    "What was that?"  Donna asked studying the desk.

    His eyes bored into her, "You are invaluable to me.  You
    know that right?  Big Picture, small picture, cat
    pictures… all pictures."  

    She finally looked up and into his eyes.  Her breath
    caught at the intensity she saw there.  Fortunately or
    unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, they
    were interrupted at that moment by Toby entering
    Josh's office.

    "Josh, you gotta get in there, Mulready's on his way to
    the Oval and CJ and the Senator have just started in on
    American Pie.  We’ll be done with the confirmation
    hearings before they get all the way through that song."

    Josh and Donna immediately transferred their gazes
    away from each other and to the Communication
    Director.

    "Right, I'm going."  He headed to the door before
    looking back, "Donna?"  

    She breathed in deeply before she turned to face him,
    "Yeah?"

    "Thanks," His voice was low.

    Donna smiled in return; he was gone before she
    whispered, "Anytime."

    The End.







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