Hello everyone. I am writing this fanfic because like some of you out there, I also don't believe there is enough angst or stories about these two. My imagination is a wild place and I always have a way the story "should go" although I do try to stay pretty true to the show and the characters. What you won't find much in my stories are happy endings- I mean some might think they are happy endings, but not like lovely, dovey, getting married, having kids happy endings. I try to keep the fic as close to the characters as possible and I just don't see that for either of them, but there is something….. definitely something there.
The dialog starts out slow in the first few chapters as I am more "what's going on in the mind of these people", person, but I will get there…
I do not own suits (I promise, I'm a girl) or any characters from the wonderful USA show.
As he watched her come toward him, he instinctively pushed the elevator button for her- she locked eyes with him and in her eyes there were storms. She was angry, hurt and frankly mad as hell, he recognized that in her. He recognized a lot in her, in fact, she was the only woman that he could stand for two days in a row, let alone 12 years. They had a history, it was long, long ago, but it was there and they overcame their history to be great. Sure he was cocky as hell, and felt like he ran not only Pearson Hardman but all of Manhattan, he counted on her. In his mind, although not always spoken, they were a team. A team that was now broken.
"How could she do this to me?" he thought followed right back by "Why would she do this for me?"…. So many questions, none of which would be answered as the doors closed and without a word, he watched her leave.
He thought about stepping in the elevator and part of him regrets that he didn't. But there were just too many raw emotions, he was angry, he felt betrayed and there was no way he could be the stepping ground for her guilt, not in this moment, although eventually he will feel that he needs to be.
The next few days were a mess for Harvey. He wasn't affected by the same things that other people were affected by. He wasn't upset she wasn't at the desk, He wasn't even mad she wasn't answering the phones- He looked at things another way. He was mad that that for the first time in what felt like forever to Harvey, he wasn't in charge. Harvey Spector didn't have that pull over Jessica to keep Donna, no matter how bad it was she did what she did, she was still Donna. Her assets highly outnumbered her liability (singular). Meanwhile Rachel, Mike, hell even Jessica herself have the nerve to ask him how he's doing?
"I know it's been hard on you losing Donna" Jessica says
"I'm fine" Harvey rebuttals, in a very unobvious but genuine lie.
"Look, Harvey, You need to find another Assistant, This isn't something that I will just ignore, it needs to happen" Jessica returns.
"We'll talk about it tomorrow Jessica"
"Harvey, tomorrow, I already took the liberty to set you up with several interviews, great candidates who would be perfect for this position. You decide, or I will" Jessica stated, knowing just how much Harvey needs that control. She knows there is no way he would let her choose someone.
"Fine" he said being somewhat short as he walks out
The next day Harvey was headed in the office when he approached the elevator he heard Rachel and Norma talking.
"I called her like 4 times, she hasn't returned a single call" said Rachel
"I know I'm thinking about stopping over after work- just to make sure she's ok" said Norma
They both immediately stiffened when they saw Harvey approach and with a smugness about him that only he possesses, he just looked back at them both over his shoulder
"Donna is just fine. She is a big girl and has always been able to handle her own" he almost growled. He felt bad about the situation, but never, not for a second would he ever think of Donna as….weak. The word almost had a gag reflex to it. She was the strongest woman he knew. He felt angry that people would doubt her no nonsense attitude and think of her as this wounded puppy.
He felt the girls tense up and not another word was spoken the rest of the way up.
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