All or nothing sequel-

Ok here the truth.-Chapter 1

Donna has been acting strange lately. Harvey thinks she's cheating. It can't be, it's impossible, but sure looks like it. You may read it without reading the first story, I'm sure it would still make sense. Just assume Harvey and Donna are married with kids now. Though I would think you may want to know how they got there. Anyhoo, i hope you like and review.

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Holding you I held everything
For a moment wasn't I the king
But if I'd only known how the king would fall
Hey who's to say you know I might have changed it all
And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance.

She had no idea how long she had been parked on that cliff. An hour? More? She couldn't tell. Her mind had taken flight. Taking her to a place where everything was bliss. Looking over their shoulders though; danger yes but exciting. She could take that danger anytime than this. She had no way of processing what she had just found out. It had been so out of the blue. God, with all the signs, she never suspected. She had never suspected.

It's been a year since they came back from Canada and everything had been going smoothly until recently. For all she knew all things were still as smooth for Harvey, but it would be strange to think that he had not picked up on some of her odd behaviour lately. She did try to hide, she was very good at that. She had been lying a lot lately, but she couldn't help but snort at herself. Sometimes some of her lies were quite lame.

She sighed. Harvey was caught up with trying to get the Firm afloat, tying to establish his place as the new head of the Firm. He was so busy, and she knew that he could really use her undivided attention right now. Ideally, she should be by his side even more than usual. Ideally.

It was all too much. The pressure at work, at home, it was somehow… it had become too much. She felt so tired lately. And the headaches, God, the headaches. The other day she was so out of it she forgot about an important Memo, which was not new of course, ever since that day many years ago when Jessica had to fire her. She had been extra careful with those kinds of things. She remembered it now, the recent incident. God, she had been so embarrassed.

Two weeks ago.

"Donna!" Harvey had to shout to get her out of her reverie. She had jumped and looked at him in alarm. He must have been calling her for a while for him to yell like that.

"You don't have to yell Harvey. I can hear you just fine." She returned, annoyed.

Harvey just looked at her for a moment and decided to let it go. "The Memo Donna. Mike said you never gave it to him."

"Memo?" She echoed confused. God, her head was killing her, but she had better not show it. She had to always show that she was on top of the game, never sick, never wrong, never weak. She was Donna. But she was finding it hard to concentrate.

"Yes Donna, the Memo." Harvey elaborated with exasperation. At Donna's continued blank stare Harvey grew concerned. "Honey, are you ok?"

"Of course, I am ok, I just…" Then she remembered, the Memo. Crap. Did she give it to Mike or did she not? She seemed to remember the Memo, but she could not for the life of her think where she could have put it, if she did not give it to Mike.

"Donna, you know what that Memo is about. Where is it?"

Alright, where was it? She wondered, staring at Harvey.

"Mrs Spector, I have distributed the Memo as you instructed me to. Sorry I had to do it a little late, Louis had me do something else." Gretchen stepped in her office saying. She looked apologetic at Harvey, then at Donna with that subtle smile.

"Gretchen you know how important that Memo is, next time tell Louis to go make a prunie or something. You're good at that." Harvey said in reprimand.

"I will make sure to do that Mr Spector." Gretchen said demurely and exited the office. Leaving Donna alone with Harvey.

Harvey turned to Donna and looked at her for a moment.

"What?" She asked defensively.

"Why didn't you give it to Mike like I had told you to?"

"Harvey, Mike is now a Partner at this Firm, show the kid a little respect."

"Since when do you want to give him a little respect?" Harvey asked jokingly.

"Plus, he was busy, I felt pity for him." She said with a return smile.

He continued to stare at her with a smile now tinged with a bit of concern. "Are you sure you're ok? You look a little…"

"I'm fine Harvey. Now, I know for a fact that you have a meeting regarding that Memo in about ten minutes. And if I know Gretchen well she has everyone waiting for you in the conference room right now." She said.

He relented. "You are coming?" he asked.

"In a minute."

He nodded and smiled at her, walking away.

She looked on at him as he walked away and sighed. She was not in her element today. Gretchen walked in at that time, giving her that look.

"Thanks for the save Gretchen." She said in appreciation.

"I got your back Mrs Spector. Mind telling me what's the matter? You haven't been yourself of late." Gretchen asked.

"I forgot one thing Gretchen. That doesn't make me senile." She retorted, a bit snappy.

"Oh, but you're 'the Donna'." Gretchen said, mockingly.

"The human. Donna." She had retorted, getting up to go for the meeting. Her hand on her temple because the headache was not giving up any.

"What about the time I caught you throwing your guts out in the ladies?" Gretchen persisted, looking at her suspiciously.

"Let it go already Gretchen." She didn't know what was wrong with her herself, but she didn't appreciated people getting into her business like that.

"Are you pregnant Red?" Gretchen was not letting up.

She looked at her, shocked. "Really Gretchen? No, I am not pregnant. Seriously."

Gretchen raised her hands in surrender. "Alright. I don't mean for you to go off on me like that, but maybe you should get that headache checked out. It could be something serious."

Donna caved, "Thanks Gretchen, I know you mean well. And I will." She said in a calmer voice now then made her way to the meeting. The truth was, she had been scared to get checked out. She had been feeling weird for some time now, but she was not ready to find some answers. It could be nothing. She shook it off, again.

She had been right to have been apprehensive about a check up.

She sighed now and glanced at the time on her Dash. "Shit!" She exclaimed in horror. That was not the time. Surely not. But she knew it was.

"Shit" she said again. Not Crap! Or the usual lady like 'Shoot'. This was too big a mess, well worthy of a 'Shit'!

She had forgotten to pick up the kids.