Rating: PG
Pairing: Donna/Will
Feedback: Makes my day
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Summary:Once he made it rain
Author's Note: For the LiveJournal Writer's Choice "Rain" challenge.

Once, he made it rain.

It was on Election Night, when he was trying to get a dead man elected to Congress. He knew all the stats, all the polling numbers, all the traditional electoral wisdom, and he knew that for them to have any chance at all, it had to rain.

It had to.

So all day, he waited and waited for it to rain, and even when everyone else was inside, feverishly searching for updates, and the food had just arrived from the local takeout place, he found himself standing outside campaign headquarters, looking up at the sky and willing it to rain.

He wanted it so badly that he threw his hands up to the sky, commanded the clouds to let loose the deluge, and to Elsie's considerable surprise, and, it must be said, to his as well, lightning flashed and the heavens opened.

Elsie asked him what else could he do; he told her that he didn't even know he could do that, and he hadn't. But it was a lesson that he took from that night, from the two election victories that really mattered to him, Horton Wilde's and Jed Bartlet's.

That if you wanted something badly enough, wished for it hard enough, it could happen, would happen.

He believed that at the time, and he tries to hold on to that belief, but it's hard when he spends all day looking at Donna looking at Josh, and wishing that she'd look at him that way.

Making it rain was easy in comparison.