Sooner stretched into an hour, than two, then before Josh and Donna knew it
the sun had set and the cell became very dark.

"Should we be insulted that they haven't missed us by now?" Josh asked.

"Maybe they have and they just don't know where to look for us." Donna said
quietly. She sat up and looked at Josh. "What if they don't know where to
look for us Josh, what if we are stuck here for...for... I don't know a
really long time." she continued her voice rising in panic.

"Donna...Donna!" he stopped her frantic chattering. "They can't keep us in
here for that long for a simple misunderstanding."

"You don't know that. We aren't in America, they don't have to live up to our
standards. Do you know what they do to people in jails like this. I read that
in certain parts of..."

"Stop right there, we are in too close of an enclosed space for you to start
on your little known tidbits that could rival President Bartlet."

"Fine." Donna huffed and layed back down on the bunk.

Josh watched her for a few moments, starting to feel a little bad. It's not
an easy situation. If she needs to talk..and talk...and talk, then he should
let her.

"Don..." he began but was interrupted by her high scream. Still yelping she
jumped up on the bed.

"What, what?" Josh asked concerned.

"A...a...rat." she said pointing to the big, gray creature that was scurrying
across the floor.

"Where...oh man yew." Josh jumped up on his own bunk.

"What are you doing?" Donna asked. "Kill it!"

"I'm not going anywhere near it."

"Why not? You're the man act like one! Besides your in politics you should be
used to dealing with rats!"

"Well in that case so should you." Josh said a little insulted. "I know why
don't you go talk to it. That should do the trick."

Donna looked at him hurt then angry. "Ohhh you..." she threw her pillow at
him. It hit him square in the face. The exhaustion from the day plagued Donna
and she sank down to the bed pulling her legs to her chest and resting her
head on her knees.

Josh forgot about the rat as he watched Donna. She looked so innocent and
vulnerable. He stepped down from the bed, wanting more than anything to
comfort her right now. He started towards her but was stopped dead in his
tracks by Donna's soft voice.

"I wish Jack were here."


TBC