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Title: Dance With You Author: Kat Category: Josh/Donna Summary: Some of Donna's thoughts while she's with Josh in the hospital Notes: Story's mine, characters belong to Aaron Sorkin, the song that titles this story and is quoted throughout is Live's "Dance With You"... To the person who taught me the song- thank you... And Kari- the voices are good! "we are batman and robin"... Feedback would be greatly appreciated!
[I want to dance with you I want to dance with you, Josh. Somewhere. Away from here. Anywhere but here. I want to hear music, not the awful beeping of that machine. Oh, it's sounding at an even rhythm now. Thank God it's even. Thank God, Thank God. But it's still so awful. Don't we deserve a place without these machines, and those tubes, and that gagging stench of antiseptic? Isn't God supposed to grant us peace? Everything here is so white. You're so white. I'll never look at snow, or paper, or salt and sugar without thinking of this moment, looking at you. I want to dance, and see color. The lights would be a swirl of gold around us, and your face would flush pink- just under your cheekbones, and your eyes... your eyes would be warm chocolate brown. Please, Josh, please open your eyes.
[The stillness in your eyes God, you don't know how much I wish we could be dancing. It's the only thing I can think about right now, watching you like this. Dancing is motion. You're supposed to be in motion, but you're so horribly still. And I can't do anything about it. All I can do is sit with you, be still with you. Everything important to me is mine because of you, Josh; you turned the world around for me, and I don't even have the power to make your fingers move.
[In this altered state We've always drawn our strength from one another, through everything. You, me, all of us. We always kept each other going. But not now. I haven't got the kind of strength you need. I'm not sure if I have any kind of strength. I can't stop crying. I can't stop shaking. And I can't help you. I can only sit. Why is this happening? God, tell me why.
[I want to dance with you Please come back to me, Josh. I'm not sure I can breathe in this world without you. Come back, and we'll dance, and we'll laugh. We'll have to. Come back. I need you. Josh. Please. |
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