Author: Cindy Brewer
It was after seven by the time Margaret was able to sneak away from Leo's office for more than a minute. She peaked into the communications bullpen and was relieved to see that Sam's light was on.
Margaret crossed over to the Deputy Communications Director's office and knocked.
"Come."Sam's muffled reply echoed back through the door.
Margaret hesitantly peaked her head in. "Sam?"
"Yeah?"Seaborn replied not looking up from his legal pad.
"Can I talk to you for a minute?"Margaret asked as she stepped into the office and closed the door.
"Sure."Sam replied as he tossed the legal pad onto his desk and took off his glasses. "What's up?"
Margaret sat down in one of the chairs but nervous energy made her stand and start to pace. "I feel weird coming to you with this...."
Sam frowned. "Is something going on with Leo?"
Startled Margaret glanced over at him. "No, Leo's fine.....it's Donna."
Sam leaned forward. He had been worried about Donna since the shooting. She'd been under a great deal of stress and she seemed to be taking on Josh's as well.
"She okay?"Sam asked with concern.
Margaret sat back down and folded her hands on her lap. "She went out to lunch with Ambassador Marbury today."
Sam blinked. "Marbury?"
Margaret nodded. "Yes and when she came back this afternoon she was glowing. I checked with Cathy and Carol and discovered that she and the Ambassador have been dating steadily since he was sworn in a few months ago."
Sam stood. "Donna and Marbury?"he shook his head in amazement. "I had no idea."
"Nobody did."Margaret replied anxiously. "I'm worried, Sam. If she's fallen for him.....I just don't want to see her get hurt. Not after everything that's....."
Sam nodded. "I doubt Josh knows about this....I'll talk to him. Maybe between the two of us we can convince Donna that Marbury's completely wrong for her."
Margaret stood. "I should be getting back. Leo's meeting is almost done."
"Thanks for telling me, Margaret."
Margaret paused in the doorway. "I just hope everything works out."
"Me too."Sam replied as she left.
Sam sank back down into his chair and rubbed a weary hand over his face. Donna and Marbury.....Josh was going to go through the roof. Reaching for the phone Sam dialed his best friend's office.
"Hey Josh, Sam, you had dinner yet?"