A/N: Donna is just...everything. As is Darvey.

There are only so many things you can love about someone before you are in love.

Donna can't mark a date on the calendar, but she knows the truth.

(Perhaps the date could be marked on the Donna Calendar. Somewhere between the fourth of you-can-never-go-back and the fifth of I-need-you).

You can love the way his eyes sparkle when he wins, you can love how he stands with his shoulders thrown back, a man who owns the world. You can love how his smiles start at the corners of his lips and then spread in and out and everywhere, and you can love whiskey in slippery glasses and records that sound like memories.

You just can't love them all together, unless you want to be in love.

Donna wears heels higher than most people's IQs. She knows how to get what she wants and make whatever poor sucker it is this time feel like he got what he wants. She has a very specific list in her desk of people who are allowed to cry on her shoulder. (Most of them don't take her up on it, but they're on the list anyway). Donna has never lost an earring in her life.

Donna can count the times she's been in love.

(Lately, she has to add to that list).

There's no way the world slows down for you to figure out what direction it's been spinning. You have to file away such self-discovery between luncheons and settlement meetings, tuck a moment here and a moment there. Maybe you'll fit it all in to a Friday afternoon, when the sun makes the city shine like the golden promises it never keeps.

Maybe you'll never fit it in at all, because it came over you not in one moment, but a thousand.

It came with an arrogant swagger and a rare, wry laugh. It came with a sharp gaze and a sharper tongue and a heart you're lucky to have seen.

(Only so many things you can love).

(So many).

The Donna Calendar is classified. Nobody's going to know if you mentally sketch hearts in the margin, like a schoolgirl who doesn't know a damn thing about heartbreak.

Don't you know better than to fall in love?

(Donna knows she's already fallen).