Disclaimer Rights (So I wouldn't get sued): Suits is not mine. If I did own the show, we would have Season 3 by now.
Your dad.
His head was spinning.
He had a heart attack.
He just couldn't believe it.
He didn't make it.
His dad. His ever loving father…
… is dead.
That night he received the news, Harvey was still in his old office but instead of packing to move in his new one, he kept himself busy through work. Nobody but a few were still in the building, mostly were maintenance and the janitors and maybe a few associates trying to suck up to Louis.
To him though, they were nonexistent.
As his eyes got heavier by the second, slowly being strained and producing subtle hints of eye bags, he took a shot of his coffee. Black, just what he needed. His fingers never stopped dancing with the keys of his laptop and the numbness that he is slowly feeling was not enough to make anything matter. He really needed the distraction.
Come 4am and he was still there, about to finish his needed to be done files. He was, though, on the verge of collapsing when a knock came.
It was Donna and somehow Harvey was glad that she came.
"Did you even go home?" She asked with a bit of an annoyed tone, raising one of her eyebrows.
"What ever happened to 'good morning'?" he groggily retorted.
"Oh!" She exclaimed. "I'm impressed you know what the state of the day is." And she ended her statement with a mocking grin.
"I have a watch." He snapped back, showing his Rolex. "Why are you even here?"
"Because you're an ass…" she started, making herself comfortable on the client's chair in front of Harvey's desk, crossing her legs. Then she continued, "… and I know you." She began to look at Harvey with genuine concern. "You're going to overwork yourself until everything goes away. But you know that they won't. You have to deal with it sooner or later."
"I don't want to… " He sighed, his shoulders relaxing for the first time in 15 hours. "… Not yet. I'm letting it all sink in."
"Harvey." She said somberly.
Donna looked at Harvey. Harvey in turn stared at her face. There was a message she was trying to pass through. She didn't utter anything, for what reason, Harvey did not know. But the way she let her eyes communicate with his tired mind made it clear.
"No." He hissed.
"I'm afraid it's true." She replied. "Your brother called me and he was asking when you're coming home."
"I… I need to do something." He started arranging the papers while Donna stood up, went to her cubicle and came back. When she did, Harvey has already put his coat on and was about to rush when she stopped him.
She reached for her purse and pulled out a train ticket. "Train leaves by 10. You should go home first and get some sleep."
"When did you get this?" he asked, astonished.
"I'm Donna." She simply replied.
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In loving memory of my sanity, for part of it died when the show aired it's season 2 finale and they showed the Mike/Rachel filing room woohoo. (Not that I'm implying it was bad. It was mind blowing.)
And also the Donna vs Harvey debate over Harvey's heart. That was too... ARRRGH! *dies of tension*