A big hello to all Suitors and Darvey shippers! This is my first time writing a fic, and it is a Darvey one :) It is a what you may call a 'quickie', and won't take too much of your time. So do read it, and send in reviews, I'd love to hear from ya'll! Happy reading ;)

PART ONE

After the tear-jerking wedding vows have been said, and Rachel Robert Zane and Michael James Ross have finally reached the point in their lives, that few close ones seated in that hall had been rooting for since 7 years, the gathering slowly thins.

Sincere goodbyes have been said to the attendees. But for Mike and Rachel, one goodbye is not enough for two people that have always held a special place in their lives.

Mike, standing contently with his wife's hand in his, looks at her, almost with a reluctant urgency.

"Give me two minutes, I've got some business to attend to" he smiles.

Rachel does not prod, because she knows exactly where he is going. She smiles and gives him an understanding nod.

Harvey is solemnly sitting at the bar, cordially smiling at people giving him admiring looks for the best-closer-in-the-city-turned-best-man today.

"I doubt batman would look as sullen on Robin's wedding." comes a familiar voice.

The forced cordial smile now turns into a genuine one as he faces his protege cum best friend of seven years (although he'd never admit the latter out loud).

"Don't you call yourself Robin, you're only an abandoning asshole!" Harvey taunts.

"And sullen you say? I just pocketed the numbers of three fairly attractive females, without even asking for them. I'm on top of the world!" He adds with his usual cocky grin.

"Ugh I feel deeply sorry for those three females, they have NO clue about what a douchebag hides under this fancy tux." Mike retorts.

"So, you've come here to cry about how much you will miss me everyday?" Harvey grins.

"I would've loved to deny that Harvey, but sadly you've read my feelings correctly. I am going to miss you."

"Well I'm generally right about a lot of stuff-

No wait, strike generally, make it always."

"Eh, not always. Especially not about reading…feelings" Mike cautiously ventures, hoping Harvey won't clam shut as he usually does.

"What do you mean?" Harvey pretends, knowing exactly where Mike is going. The number of drinks he has poured down makes him feel both fatigued and bold. He is tired of resisting this topic off Mike and feels bold enough to hear the truth that he is going to hit him with.

"You Harvey. Your feelings. And of that one hell of a woman, embodying all possible adjectives I know." he motions over to the dainty looking lady to the far end of the room, standing next to his wife where he left her, donning a striking black dress.

Donna.

Harvey wants to dismiss this discussion with Mike with his usual quips or dry responses when it comes to emotional subjects. But he knows only too well that a dismissal this time will leave his friend disappointed. He looks down at his empty glass of scotch and calls for another one.

Judging by Harvey's non-aggressive reaction, Mike knows progress has been finally made. Unlike every other time he shut himself down, there is a look of knowingness on his face. Mike feels rejoiced at the possibility of acceptance setting in.

"It has been thirteen years Mike. If I let any of my suppressed emotions out at this time, they will only erupt. And that eruption will probably burn this firm to ashes. After all we've been through, I cannot let my jumbled emotions be the reason this firm goes down."

Clearly an opening, Mike decides that this is the perfect time to let it all out and prods further. "It has been thirteen years Harvey. And if you keep finding things to hide behind, it will be twenty years, then twenty five, then thirty! How long are you going to run away from it?

Today is that happiest day of my life that I could only dream of when I was in prison. And the thought of it never happening drove me crazy. I don't only feel literally on top of the world today, but also largely relieved that the nightmare of being away from Rachel all those months is actually over, and nothing now can take it away from me.

I promise you Harvey, the day that woman walks down the aisle towards you, the sense of relief, satisfaction and happiness you will feel will be far greater." Mike finishes.

The Harvard educated lawyer's mind immediately builds arguments as counter, but his heart condemns all of them as inadmissible.

Harvey nods at Mike in an appreciative manner, thinking about how all his friend wants to talk to him about in these parting moments, is his love life.

He raises his hand for a final shake, but then thinks that the gesture is insufficient for the moment. He hugs him instead and whispers in Mike's ear -

"I'll miss my Robin."

Rachel is standing towards the exit doors, bidding the last guests goodbye with her polite smile while waiting for her husband to return, when a voice behind her calls out -

"Michelle Ross?"

She turns, recognizing the voice and the words immediately.

"Harriet Specter! I didn't think you would come to my wedding, so nice to see you here." Rachel answers in a pleasant but purposely rehearsed tone.

"I didn't know the last time we had drinks together, it would be the last day of your single life! I wouldn't miss this day for the world." Donna/Harriet replies.

"Well I've been married for about 60 minutes, and it feels nice. You should give it a try too someday, you know. Date some rich hotshot."

"Eh well, I prefer conning my way into the bed, rather than commit to some workaholic doofus with terrible taste in suits and ties." mocks Donna.

And both of them break into giggles.

Rachel gets a teasing look on her face that is enough for Donna to knowingly ask "What's the matter?"

"Is Harriet Specter ever going to become Donna Specter?" Rachel inquires innocently.

The residual smile on Donna's face slowly disappears. Although the question is posed in a light-hearted manner, the weight of it settles in on her. Her eyes flicker to the two men at the bar and rest a brief second longer at the slightly older one in the tuxedo.

To leave Donna Paulsen at a loss of words is a rarity to achieve, and this question hits such a tender but tightly enclosed part of her heart, that she is momentarily speechless.

Looking at Donna's reaction Rachel immediately feels guilty and her childlike beam fades. Knowing the closed natured person that her friend is, when it comes to her personal life, especially Harvey, she hopes that she has not overstepped.

"It's okay Rachel." Donna comforts, sensing the change in her friend's expression.

Rachel sighs. Visibly relieved, she finds the courage to confess what she has been wanting to say to the two idiots ever since she became part of the firm.

"Donna, I have never seen two people more in sync with each other than you and Harvey. I know I am treading on thin ice here, but you know him by the back of your hand and he keeps his door of emotions open only for one person and that is you. I don't think I can tell you any more about Harvey than you already know. But I can tell you, that you will be in a much happier place when you put your thirteen year long suffering to end. And you're now talking to a married woman, so trust me when I say, there is nothing better when someone you love vows his life to you." Rachel ends, with a smile that is almost pleading.

"I hear you Rachel. If only things were not as complicated and lines as blurry between us, as they are, things would've been much simpler." Donna says softly in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Then my only request to you is that you will try your very best to untangle these knots. Promise me?"

Silence.

"Promise me or I shall prohibit you to visit me at Seattle." Rachel threatens.

Donna smiles, "Look at you all lawyering me down. Remember, I've had to deal with the best closer in the city for thirteen years, you cannot take me down Rachel Zane."

Rachel returns the smile but quickly gives her the 'I'm serious' look.

Donna hesitates a little, then finally says -

"I promise" sounding defeated.

"I'm gonna miss you Harriet"

"I'll miss you too Michelle. And I take this as an invitation to Seattle."

And they end up in a tearful embrace.

As Harvey sees Rachel leaving in her wedding gown arm-in-arm with her husband, an angelic vision of a redhead walking down the aisle in the gown, towards him, replaces his reality.

As Donna looks at the smile on Mike's face, walking in pace with his wife, her sight shifts to the now empty altar, and a man with a Cheshire cat smile vowing his life to her, replaces her reality.