A/N So...here it is. Give me feedback peeps and hope you enjoy! XxX~Misty
I do not own Suits or any of it's characters besides the ones I made up.
The plane ride up to Chicago brought back so many memories for Harvey. Like how his Dad would bring him and Marcus to Bulls games every weekend, even though they were usually hurting financially. He remembered the pizza parlor he used to work in after school. And that time he got arrested for possesion when he was fifteen.
Harvey was in deep thought. Not even realizing he was being called.
"Oh my god, are you in a trance?"
The voice startled him, but he quickly realized who it was and relaxed.
"Huh?" Harvey asked, confused at his wife's question.
Donna rolled her eyes. "I've been calling you for a minute."
"Oh." Harvey said unapologetically, turning his head back towards the window.
Donna studied his features. He was anxious to say the least. His fingers were repetively tapping the ledge of the window. His teeth biting into his bottom lips. His eyes filled with many emotions she couldn't quite make out. Poor baby. Bless his heart. "I was trying not to notice at first but, it's really bothering me. You look constipated. Wanna talk?"
Harvey turned again and frowned at her. "No." He responded firmly, returning back to his window view.
Donna nodded, respecting his wish and didn't say another word about it. Not now at least.
~•~
Donna didn't really feel like booking a hotel room. Partially because she was kinda-sorta too lazy, but mainly because she wasn't about to use Harvey's card so those fuckers could charge them for even standing in the damn hotel. And so she took the only logical approach. Why not stay with your brother-in-law, his girlfriend and their three spawns? For free!
Harvey wasn't exactly thrilled. Probably because she told him the day before-and also because of the "privacy issue."
After they got off the plane, they rode out to suburbia with Harvey's newly purchased bribbery present from a client, the 2015 Silver Bentley Continetial GT. They got some stares here and there, but they didn't really give a shit. Thirty minutes later, they arrived at the house.
The house was bought by Harvey's Dad after he graduated high school and then given to Marcus after he died. Marcus then preceded to move in his pregnant girlfriend Carmen, into the house with him. And here they are, six years later.
As soon as they both opened their doors, th front door swung open and children ran out. Harvey never got out of a car so fast.
"UNCLE HARVEY! AUNT DONNA!" The children screamed.
Harvey hugged his niece and nephews, with Donna soon following.
Maya was the oldest, six years old. Then you have Axl who was four, and Kiean two.
"First things first, don't touch the car, don't breathe on the car and don't even look at the car." Harvey said sternly, pointing to the car they were oogling over. Which earned him a slap on the arm by Donna.
"So that's what you really care about?" A deep voice called out, making Harvey smile.
"When it was $200,500 it is." He smirked, turning around and walking towards the voice.
The voice pulled Harvey into a tight hug. "I missed you man." He said, back patting and all.
"I missed you too Marc." Harvey smiled and hugged back.
The two men didn't know that Donna and the kids were watching the whole time.
"C'mon girls, lets go inside to braid each others hair and get facials."
~•~
Harvey and Marcus Specter were complete opposites. Firstly, Marcus was six years younger than Harvey. Secondly, Marcus was a long haired and bearded music executive at a major recording studio with three kids. Despite that they're different, no one could break their bond.
"How fucking are you bro?" Marcus smiled at Harvey, sitting across from him on a stool.
The men retreated to the bar room of the house to catch up on their overdue guy time.
Harvey smiled back. "I'm okay. How about you?"
Marcus sighed as he went to the mini fridge to get two beers and the opener. "I don't remember the last time I slept."
Harvey laughed at the thought of Marcus trying to put all his kids to bed. "Why the hell did you have three kids then?"
Marcus sighed once again as he took a sip of his beer. "I keep telling you. They're pains in the asses, but they're my babies." He smiled. "Best things to happen to me."
Harvey snickered and shook his head. "God you were always the sappy one."
The younger man fake gasped and put his hand across his chest. "You're one to talk. Lets not forget "wittle Hawvey" in High School."
"Shut up Marcus." Harvey seethed.
Marcus just smirked. "Are you ready to go back?"
Harvey shook his head and took a sip from his beer.
"Like shit man, I wouldn't be either. High School Harvey Specter was an adventure. Ultimate nerd works his way up the food chain just to have it all fall apart. Sounds like a fucking Lifetime movie."
Harvey didn't respond. He was thinking about it again. He hated how anxious he got whenever someone brought it up. It was almost like he cared.
Acknowledging his brothers anxiety, he stopped his jokes and changed the subject. "Jeff Struthers is fat as shit now."
Harvey looked up, eyes wide. "You're kidding."
Marcus laughed and continued. "Nah, I saw him at the grocery store the other day working."
Harvey's jaw dropped. "He works there too!"
"I guess so, he didn't look too happy." Marcus shrugged, smiling.
"Beautiful," Harvey grinned. "I'll drink to that."
It was silent for almost a minute before Marcus started laughing. Not too much later Harvey soon joined.
~•~
The Specter men are connected to unforgettable women. Harvey with Zoe, Scottie and that embarrassingly large clump of women between 1992 and 2004. Marcus with countless actresses and models. Boy was Harvey proud of him then.
But none could compare to Donna Paulsen and Carmen Alvarez.
The two women were in every sense of the word unique.
Every so often, the two women reunited and discussed their lives while participating in an activity they were born to do-drink wine.
"How are you honey?" Carmen asked, taking a sip of her wine.
The red head smiled and responded. "I'm great. How are you?"
"I'm trucking along. The kids are on my nerves though." As if not on queue, they hear footsteps coming down the stairs and Carmen sighed.
"So..any little Specters soon?" Before Donna could answer, a loud bang comes from the living room followed by the wailing of a child.
Carmen and Donna sprint to the scene, leaving their wine, an assess the damage. A screaming Axl and an unsure Kiean is who they find.
"¿Qué te dije chicos por ducharse en la casa?" Carmen muttered, dropping to the floor to pull Axl into her arms and examining his busted lip.
"I'm s-sorry m-mommyy." The four year old blubbered.
Donna preceded to go to the bathroom to get a wet towel for her nephews lip. When she comes back, she's overcome with emotion.
Carmen was holding Axl in one arm, rocking him back and forth, while Kiean in the other, playing with his little toy. All three seemed comfortable.
Maybe a baby wasn't a bad idea.
~•~
Donna played with the idea a little more throughout the day. The clock was ticking and she wasn't getting any younger. It was about time to start a family if she really wanted one.
"Harvey."
"Mmm." He groaned, face down in the pillow.
"Are you sleeping?" She asked, immediately kicking herself for the question. Of course he was.
"No. I'm just laying here with my eyes closed for no reason." Harvey snarled.
Donna was slightly taken aback. She knew he was stressed about the reunion but what bit his ass? "Oh. Sorry."
He opened his eyes, regretting his tone. "Babe." Harvey whispered. He then patted the area next to him on the bed, gesturing for her to come over.
He only used that word when he was sorry for something. Donna luckily complied, his arm automatically stretched across her waist, pulling her closer to him. "Did you need to talk to me?"
This was obviously not the right time. There was just too much going on. "It can wait."
"No. Tell me now." He frowned.
"What's wrong?" He asked again, kissing her shoulder.
"Uh..I.." She panicked, breaking into a cold sweat.
Then, miraculously, God saved her.
Harvey's phone rang.
"You need to answer it. Could be important." She insisted, as he picked up the phone from the night stand to see who the caller was. Harvey almost didn't bother to pick up.
"It's Mike," He groaned. "What do you want?" He growled into the phone. Harvey listened before rolling his eyes and getting up off the bed. "Goddamn kid needs relationship advice, who does he think I am? Oprah?"
"Hey now, be nice." Mike spoke up through the phone, hearing Harvey before.
Donna laughed and shook her head. "Yeah, be nice. This is my lovely Rachel you're talking about. Go talk to him."
"Fine." Harvey rolled his eyes and walked out the room.
Donna sighed. This was gonna be a little more diffucult than she thought.