One of my crazy drabbles turned into another crazy story. This one is short though, approximately two updates and that's it.

Hope you'll like it.

Warning: this story is unbetaed.

Chapter I

To Have and to Hold

Rachel lifted her quivering hands in the air in a gesture of surrender. Slowly Mike attempted to shield her behind him.

"Don't move!" James Quelling aimed the gun at them. "Don't do anything stupid, or I'm gonna blow your brain out too."

"Come on, man." Mike lifted his hands as well. He wanted to stop Quelling, but the situation was completely out of control. The man was armed and willing to shoot again.

"Don't move!" Quelling warned them. "Nobody move!" He pointed the gun at the people around him.

Muffled screams could be heard across the firm. A few people were hidden behind their desks, others lied helpless on the floor, and a few like Mike and Rachel, were caught in the midst of a nightmare right outside Harvey's office.

The two of them stood by Donna's empty desk, and just a few steps away from them was Louis, kneeled on the floor; fearing for his life.

Suddenly, Quelling lurched back, shooting the ceiling above them.

The man was irascible.

Rachel eyes were filled with terror. She and Mike were in the same position Harvey and Donna had been only a moment earlier. The Best Closer and his Girl Friday attempted to protect each other, but failed.

Rachel's heart ached recalling the scene. A tear ran down her face, she couldn't believe what happened. She couldn't believe it was real.

From the corner of his eyes, Mike caught with horror the disturbing sight that was Harvey's office. Part of the large glass wall that once separated it from the rest of the firm was lying on the floor, shattered in pieces.

Quelling had stormed into the firm with one objective: Harvey.

But not only did he aim at Harvey, he opened fire against Donna too.

Shocked and helpless, Mike and Rachel had witnessed it all.

Everything happened so fast. There was nothing they could've done to stop it, but they knew time was precious. Harvey and Donna were injured, lying somewhere amid the mess that was Harvey's office, hopefully still breathing.

Hopefully.

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Feeling downright dizzy, Donna fluttered her eyelashes open in what it seemed to be the darkest day of her life. Her heart began to pound hard in her chest as soon as she felt the rusty taste of blood on her lips. Donna immediately remembered the reason why she was lying on the hard floor.

In that moment, muffled screams reached her ears.

Suddenly aware of the alarming situation, she tried to move in the small space where she was accidentally trapped, but someone lying right behind her prevented her from doing so.

"Shh, it's okay. Don't move."

Donna heard Harvey's voice, all comforting and clear. He was stuck there along with her, between the desk and his chair; covered with papers and pieces of glasses. One of his arms held her against him.

"He's still outside," Harvey continued. "We have to pretend―"

Donna assented. She didn't know what to say, or think. The whole scenario was completely insane. She was relieved to see that Harvey was fine though.

"I saved you," he playfully whispered in her hair. A note of cockiness hung in the air.

Yes, Harvey was definitely fine.

"I thought the Harvey Specter University of Gloating shut down," She smiled, trying to ignore a bizarre sensation spreading through her body.

"I'm still giving lectures every now and then, remember?"

"Are you okay?" She tried to turn her face to look at him.

"Never better," he smirked. His body spooned hers in the most unashamed manner, whilst one of his arms encircled her waist. "Under different circumstances I'd show you how okay I am."

Donna let out a quiet laugh, elbowing him in the stomach. The playful movement made her wince in pain.

Harvey's smiled disappeared.

They couldn't move for the fear that Quelling would see them, however, Harvey tried to find the source of her pain.

A stain of blood grew wider on the sleeve of her white dress.

"Shit," Harvey's hand went to undo his tie. "Don't move."

A bullet had hit Donna.

She closed her eyes, as he attempted to make a bandage with his tie.

"Taking a bullet for me wasn't part of our deal," Harvey was more than worried.

"I thought you'd appreciate it," Donna joked.

He pressed his lips together, making an effort to get the bandage around her arm right. He couldn't smile anymore. It disturbed him how he failed to notice that she was hurt.

They were so g*ddamn lucky that her wound hadn't been fatal.

Out of the two shots aimed at Harvey, one hit Donna when she stood in between him and the attacker. The second one grazed Harvey's shoulder before he pulled her down to the floor along with him, pretending to be fatally hurt.

"I'm feeling a little drowsy," Donna swallowed hard, knowing well that her only way out of the firm would be in an ambulance.

"Don't close your eyes," Harvey pulled her even closer to him. "I'm getting you out of here soon," he tried to keep her awake. "And we're going to crash on a couch, eat that Chunky Donkey shit you like so much…"

"Chunky Monkey," Donna corrected him. "Are we going to watch a movie too?"

"A movie or two―" Harvey spoke softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Then we're going to make love until the morning."

Donna lifted an eyebrow at him.

"You really know how to keep me conscious,"

"I'm an expert, you know." He chuckled.

The blasting sound of a shot and people screaming, made Harvey and Donna cringe. It felt as if they would never be able to get out of there. Donna closed her eyes, feeling exhausted and cold. She couldn't feel her hands and feet anymore, the sensation was so strange to her.

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To the people outside the office, Donna and Harvey were dead. Many witnessed the ordeal; how Quelling stood in front of Harvey's office while they were inside. Two shots through the glass, and the guy thought he was done.

Everything happened so fast.

"Hey, open your eyes." Harvey nudged Donna softly, and she blinked a couple of times, trying to shake the sleepiness away. It was so difficult for her to stay awake, all she wanted to do was sleep.

Harvey noticed how pale Donna had turned. She was losing blood. It was incredibly frustrating for him not being able to take her to a g*ddamn hospital.

Donna didn't deserve this. He was supposed to be the one protecting her, and not the other way around.

Harvey was certain that everything had been his fault.

"We're going to have to plan an excursion to Hermes when this is over," Harvey could tell Donna's condition wasn't improving. They needed to get out of there soon.

"Hermes? I thought we were going for whipped cream," Donna spoke softly, drowsiness spreading through her.

"Hey, keep your eyes open." He caressed her face with the back of his hand.

"You know? You're a good man, Harvey." Donna shrugged softly. "This isn't your fault."

She was reading his thoughts.

"Nah, you are." He swallowed hard. "You're the best woman that ever happened to me―"

"I know," Donna felt as if she were half sleep. She smiled a bit. "Are you going to propose? Keep going―"

Her voice was weak, but all fun and mischievous.

Harvey smiled too. She was such a good teaser, even in the worst times.

"I thought we were already married," he teased her too.

Donna didn't respond, and for the first time in his life Harvey didn't know what to do.

"Donna," he propped himself on an elbow trying to keep her awake. "Don't close your eyes. Come on."

Donna was gone.

She had lost consciousness.

The fear of losing her hit Harvey hard; to think she would never be there for him again. It was impossible; he couldn't be himself without her.

"Damn it, Donna. I need you." It didn't matter if Quelling could see him anymore. Harvey placed his fingers on her neck, attempting to feel her pulse. "Open your eyes. Come on, I need you with me."

He tightened the bandage around her arm, only to feel the warmth of his own blood spreading on his shoulder.

The bullet that grazed Harvey, opened a large wound he hadn't noticed. His expensive suit was stained not only with Donna's blood, but with his own blood too.

It didn't matter though, nothing else mattered.

"Come on, Donna. I need you." His eyes filled with pain when she didn't answer.

Donna always answered. She always had an answer for him.

"I love you." He touched her face with tenderness. "But you know it, right? You always knew…because you know everything."

Harvey's vision became blurry, that's when he knew there was something wrong with him too.

A final shot made the remainder glass wall of his office shatter to the floor.

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