HI! I'm back with a new Specter adventure story. However, this one takes place in the future. I allude to the happenings in Season 5 with Mike, but I have them take place a little more than five years after joining the firm. Anyhow, review and see if you like it so far. I am also working on another one as well

Everything I Own - Chapter 1

Harvey Specter, an older middle aged man in his early sixties, spotted an odd envelope lying on his desk in his 50th floor office of Pearson Specter Litt and Zane. His wife/secretary, Donna, was away from her desk just outside his corner office, so someone must have left that envelope for him while she had been away because she allowed no one in his office except those that were on the "allowed" list. Through the years that list had not become as exclusive as it once was.

He walked to the desk and from the front of the desk picked up the letter envelope. He noticed it was his daughter Amanda's handwriting. The address on the outside of the envelope simply said "To Daddy".

Harvey opened the envelope and carried it to the couch across from his desk as he read it. He had already had some of his files left open on the coffee table in front the couch. He immediately became engrossed in his daughter's message:

January 5, 2033

Dear Daddy:

I just wanted to be old fashioned and actually write a letter and leave it for you on my way to the airport. Before I venture off on my European Odyssey that you and mom think would enrich my life and my nascent writing career, I wanted you to know that Kenzie and I were rifling through your record collection at home and I found this song by an ancient group called "Bread".

The song that really caught my attention was called "Everything I Own". I read the history on it online and apparently the composer wrote it as a tribute to his father. I thought it fit us perfectly. I don't know if you ever remembered this song or if you even owned the record album, but I just couldn't keep this in anymore.

I love you, daddy. I know I haven't said it for a long time and I know you think I'm closer to mom than you and in some ways that is so; however, I just wanted to let you know that I never meant to take you or what you had given me for granted. I grew up privileged as did Mackenzie and Gordon. Even when I knew in my heart that the readings you may have missed or my papers you never read or did not really hear me talk to you it wasn't because you didn't want to, it was because you continually strove to make our life privileged and happy. I also know we never saw eye to eye with my boyfriends since I was a little girl, but I think you would like Richard...

"Harvey?"

"Mmm?"

"What is that you're reading?" Donna asked as she spotted her husband engrossed in a letter which looked like it contained quite a few pages. Donna looked at her husband of nineteen years. To her he was still just as handsome with his blonde hair now containing more white strands than blonde. The spikey $1000 haircut he once wore now combed over the side (to hide his ever increasing bald spot) reminiscent of those long ago days when they both worked in the DA's office. He could still wear a thousand dollar suit like no other man although Donna had to be honest with herself that she had noticed a little more paunch than was originally there. Donna knew it was because he had to give up his favorite workout method of boxing because it had worn on his now weakened heart muscle and high blood pressure. To prevent him from dying he still worked out but not as strenuously like walking with her in the evenings around Manhattan or at their West Chester home neighborhood.

"It's a note or letter from Mandy. She said she wanted to give this to me before she left for Europe on her "Odyssey" as she calls it."

"Isn't that like her? She fights tooth and nail with you on everything about her life and then she feels so guilt ridden about your fight that she wanted to make sure everything is ok between you. Well, at least she admits it." Donna came to sit beside Harvey.

"I'll let you read it, but as you can see she can get long winded. She would've made an excellent lawyer." Harvey smirked at his wife. When Harvey looked at Donna, he still saw that hot redhead secretary who approached him that night when he won his first big case as an ADA. He knew then she was not just a pretty face and he certainly, after 19 years of marriage and being "together" before that he still thought her the most amazing woman he had ever met. Luckily he finally became smart enough to become worthy of her and fight for her. Donna's hair was still as red as it had been long ago; however, Harvey knew she had it dyed every few weeks. He just never let her know that he knew. She still looked hot at 61with her long legs but carrying a little more voluptuous body than she had twenty years previous caused from middle age and having children and being content. Harvey was still hot for her and their sex life had never cooled. Sometimes he still wanted to take her in the file room or right here in his office and he had to restrain himself. An elder statesmen of which he was now did not act like a teenager in the rooms of the firm that bore his name.

"You, ok, Harvey?" Donna asked seeing his sad expression as he continued to read the letter that their daughter had left for him. How that same daughter of theirs got passed her mother, dropped the note on her father's desk, and then scooted before Donna returned from the ladies' room, Donna would never figure out. Donna thought: I must be getting slow at my age in my four inch Louboutins.

When Harvey did not answer her, Donna knew he had not heard her. Harvey was losing his hearing. Donna had surreptitiously sat in the courtroom on a couple of hearings he had to attend and when the judge spoke to him Harvey had not noticed. As of yet, Donna did not want to acknowlege this to him because Harvey did know but he was not prepared for a condition that was correlated to old age. Therefore, instead of trying to get his attention, Donna went back to her desk. Eventually, she knew Harvey would tell her what were the contents of Amanda's letter.

Harvey had a difficult time continuing with Amanda's letter. Harvey had heard Donna, this time. He just did not want to talk about the difficulty that existed between he and his eldest daughter. He knew, more than anyone, where Amanda had inherited her arrogance and competitiveness. He watched Donna surreptitiously return to her desk and then decided that maybe he ought to go back to work since he knew that Rachel Zane Ross the other recently named partner married to Harvey's one time protégé and best friend, Mike Ross, was coming in to get his old lawyer's opinion on yet another outside threat to their firm. Jessica Pearson who had come to marry Jeff Malone about five years after he and Donna had been married were currently on vacation in Paris and they really did not want to have to bother her. Before he knew it, Rachel and Louis Litt sat in his office discussing this latest threat to overtake their clients. Amanda's letter was buried under the many client files on Harvey's office coffee table.