Disclaimer: These characters belong to Aaron Sorkin and the other people at NBC. And the song is not mine either.
Show me the meaning of being lonely
Part 5- (the president's point of view, since Josh can't really take his turn)
I knew that Josh was having a bad afternoon. And that saddened me. I had seen him this morning and he was acting like a kid who had had too much sugar. I hadn't minded because I hadn't seen him happier in a long time. This fight with Donna was really eating him up. I knew that he needed some time to think but I thought he would've come back with my briefcase by now.
"Ron, have you seen Josh? He hasn't come back yet." I asked as Ron's radio crackled to life.
"We got a situation out here." An agent's voice said.
"Is Eagle in danger?" Ron asked.
"I don't think so. But there has been an accident." The voice replied.
"Okay, deal with it. Have you seen Josh anywhere?" Ron asked.
"He was in the accident." The voice replied gently.
"Oh my God." I said as I jumped up.
"Mr. President, you can't go out there, sir." Ron commanded.
"Like hell I can't. Isn't it your job to keep me safe?" I said as started to head outside.
"Well, yes sir..." Ron began.
"Then come with me." I stated and left him no other choice but to follow me.
"Eagle is heading to the scene." Ron relayed to the men outside.
I got outside and found Josh surrounded by Secret Service agents. He was lying in an unnatural position. A large gash was across his back, and it was bleeding heavily. I noticed a few shirtless Secret Service agents and a couple of bloody shirts already in a pile beside Josh. He was going to bleed to death.
Just as I knelt beside him an ambulance began to whine in the distance. I then noticed another wound on Josh's forehead that was also bleeding. I took off my jacket and I placed it on that wound. He looked so damn pale. I thought that he was dead.
"He's got a very weak pulse." Someone mentioned.
I guess I let out a little sigh of relief but then I caught Ron's eye. His face was grim. I knew that Josh didn't have much longer. As I thought that the ambulance appeared. The paramedics rushed towards us, and I could see the horror on their faces. Even they thought he wasn't going to make it.
I stayed out of the way and I let the paramedics do their job. As they loaded Josh into the ambulance I jumped in there with him.
"Mr. President." Ron said in a warning tone.
"I'm riding." I said firmly.
The paramedics looked at me and then they looked at Ron. Ron wasn't very happy but he jumped in the front seat. I had won, but my personal victory wouldn't mean anything if Josh died. I held on to his limp hand.
"It's gonna be alright. You are going to be fine." I assured him.
The paramedics looked over at me. The look they were giving me wasn't a positive one. I don't think that they expected him to still be alive, much less make it to the hospital. I tried to conceal the same look from my eyes. Josh wasn't going to die.
It made me think of the last time Josh was rushed to the hospital. Josh was rushed in right as they were taking me up to surgery. It made me feel sick to my stomach then just as it was now. Josh had so much to live for in his life. He was too young to die.
We reached the hospital and boy was it a sight. An ambulance followed by a bunch of police cars and a presidential limo. I do think that even the Emergency Room was cleared out. Abbey told me that they had done that for me, and I wanted to tell Josh that he was just as special.
Josh was rushed into a trauma room and all I could do was stand and wait. As I went over to a waiting room I noticed that a TV was on. I sat down on a couch and watched as a special report interrupted the program that was on.
"Details are sketchy at this hour but it appears that there has been an accident at a fundraiser that President Bartlett was attending. White House Press Secretary C.J. Cregg was unable to provide us with any information. We do know however that President Bartlett was not injured. It is unclear whether a member of President Bartlett's senior staff was injured..." The anchorman was saying.
"Shit." I exclaimed.
I had forgot to call and tell them that Josh was hurt. Damn, C.J. was probably going nuts. And Donna, man she must be beside herself with worry, especially since the fight. I sighed and looked around for a phone. Ron handed me his.
"C.J. you had better send Donna over here quick." I said quietly.
"What happened?" C.J.'s shaky voice at the other end asked.
"I don't know. I think a car or something hit Josh. He's in pretty bad shape." I replied.
"Oh God. Donna went home sick. I'll have Sam pick her back up. Sir, are you okay?" C.J. asked.
"I don't know." I replied gently.
"Is he gonna make it?" C.J. asked.
"I already told you that he's in bad shape. Just get everyone over here." I commanded.
"Yes, sir." C.J. said solemnly.
"I didn't mean it that way." I said softly.
"I know, sir. We will be there shortly." C.J. replied.
"Call Leo for me please. And tell Abbey that I'm okay." I asked.
"Yes, sir I'll make sure that someone calls Leo. Oh, I believe that Mrs. Bartlett is already on her way." C.J. replied.
"Tell Zoey and Charlie too." I said as I suddenly remembered them as well.
"I will." C.J. replied.
I hung up the phone and saw Abbey come running over to me. She looked at me and for the first time I realized that I was covered in Josh's blood.
"It's not mine." I said as I wrapped my arms around her.
"I was told that there had been an accident..." Abbey began.
"I know. I'm sorry I became so caught up in everything that I forgot to let everyone know I was okay." I replied.
"How is he?" Abbey asked.
"I wouldn't know. I think that it's pretty bad. Maybe you can go and find something out." I suggested.
"Okay, stay right here." She commanded.
"Yes, ma'am." I replied with a weak smile.
Abbey returned a few minutes later, and the color was completely drained from her face. I wrapped her up in my arms again. I knew I should probably ask her about him, but I couldn't bring myself to hear the answer.
"They are surprised he's still hanging on." Abbey murmured quietly.
"He's in love." I replied.
"I hope that's enough." Abbey whispered.
Oh it had better be. Donna would completely lose it if he didn't. And I wouldn't even know where to begin to find a replacement for him. I know he does stupid things sometimes, but for the most part he is as important to the administration as Leo was. Josh wasn't going to die. No he couldn't have survived everything he had been through only to die now.