Second chapter of (ambitious) first fic. I kind of rushed it a bit I guess. Please forgive some of my verb tense inconsistencies :P

A Donna-centric chapter :) so less on Harvey being sentimental :D

The same disclaimer from the first chapter is also applied here :)

Three days after Donna told Harvey about her plans and she was already being troubled. It was an hour after her lunch break and she was sitting on her chair, doing paperwork that Harvey ordered her to file just hours ago and at the same time browsing the net for cake. A wedding cake.

"Don't you think it's better to browse cake outside?" Harvey's voice emanated from the intercom. Donna almost jumped from surprise. Seeing that starting a conversation in the middle of the office would be a no-no and for the threat of a certain hairy junior partner, she goes inside Harvey's office and closed the glass door.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" She starts. Harvey couldn't help but smile despite his fuming secretary just across his desk. Donna, however, didn't find it amusing at all. "Do you really want the whole office to know that my beauty and awesomeness will no longer be available? How did you even know I was browsing for cake."

Harvey, who was holding a pen, bit the end of it before starting, "I accidentally opened the browser when you went for lunch." Donna rolls her eyes in retaliation. "Were you even available in the first place?"

Quirking an eyebrow, she folds her arms and devilishly grins, "To those chumps? No way." And with that, Donna forgets why she was mad at him in the first place.

"Cake." Harvey says. This gets Donna's attention. "It's better if you browse cake personally. Not by net. How will you taste test?"

"Well I'm sorry, Harvey." She replies. "But my boss is such an ass that won't give me proper time off. That's a compliment by the way."

"That's a compliment how?" Harvey asks, one of his eyebrows jerking upward.

"You've been called a lot worse." She fakes an innocent smile.

"Okay Donna." Harvey leans more to his chair and swivels to her direction. "Since I'm such an ass I won't give you offs to go cake-shopping until you get married."

"Ha ha, Harvey." She fake laughs.

"What?" Harvey asks. Donna exhales and looks at him as if he should know something.

"Harvey." She says with a warning tone. "Did you forget our conversation yesterday?"

"All I remember yesterday was intense pain on my feet." He states, an accusatory tone towards her.

"I can't believe this." She scoffs, hurt in her tone. "You don't remember."

Harvey, now aware of the seriousness of their conversation, tried to retrace his thoughts to what had undergone during lunch break yesterday.

Donna and Nicky decided that they would be wed the week after Donna told Harvey about their plans.

The two agreed to have lunch the day after Donna went to Harvey's place. He was not feeling all alright yet but it was manageable. Besides, he missed working too much that he ended up working when he was supposed to be resting last night.

"That's fast." Harvey told her. "Don't you think a little bit of precautionary adjustment is in need first? Like take a year or a half before calling a date?"

Donna crossed her legs as she sipped her afternoon macchiato reading Pride and Prejudice. "Harvey." She began, "Nicky and I have been in a relationship for almost seven years. A fiance-fiancee period is something that I have long since been ready for and ready to skip." She said, her chin up as if she was expecting applause from every other diners around them.

Harvey was unfazed though. "The precaution was for Nicky."

When they got back to the office, everyone did not dare ask why the great Harvey Specter was limping and why his expensive Italian shoes have small deep dents on them.

"I have to visit Nicky's parents." Donna reminded. "I told you I'll take five days off starting tomorrow, Harvey. I don't really think we'll have a big reception so a small cake would suffice."

"I never thought I'd hear those words." Harvey interjects, quite amused. Donna looks at him with pure confusion.

"What Harvey?" she asks, intrigued. Harvey goes around his desk until he was a mere few inches away from her. He grins on her face, something Donna doesn't approve of. She just hates it when he goes all smug like that. She repeated her question but Harvey turns away and proceeds to the door.

"Let's go." He finally orders. Donna mouthed where with accompanying hand gestures. "To the cake shop."

Donna couldn't help but smile. Harvey, as emotionless as he claims to be, has his moments. This was probably his way of making up to her since he forgot something as important as breaking the news to one's parents about their child's wedding. She knows he doesn't realize that he's doing because if he did he'd stop mid-action. So instead of showing that she's touched she just decided to mock him. "Really Harvey? Cake shop?"

"Well, yeah." He said. "What else should I call it?

Donna didn't say another word of it. She just rolled her eyes and followed Harvey.

(After an hour and a half bickering inside Harvey's car..)

"Oh. So you really think a small cake for five people won't be enough for me?" Donna asks with a challenging tone surrounding the query. Harvey didn't look at her but he grinned.

"I don't think. I know." He replies with a prideful tone.

"Harvey." Donna began again. "I'm wearing stilettos today."

Before Harvey could respond, the car stops in front of a small cake shop. Harvey gets off first and uncharacteristically holds the door open for Donna. "We have reached our destination, future Mrs. Pending."

Donna smirks at Harvey as she gets off. Harvey orders Ray to come get them when he calls him and off his driver speeds away.

"I'm so excited to go in." Donna confesses. She was beginning to get fidgety.

"As you should be." Harvey states. Together, they go inside.

The smell of icing and chocolate is heavenly. Donna just loves going to these kinds of bakeshops. Cakes of different sizes and layers, flavor and icing, and those adorable cake toppers are something to awe about.

It was just three in the afternoon. Harvey probably had the intent of just dropping her there but he decided to go with her either way.

"I was bored at work." He claims as they browse at all the cakes.

Donna rolled her eyes again, telling herself that Harvey is lying. Harvey responds with a soft grunt but after seeing cake, Donna ignores him and feasts her eyes with the delightful sight of cake.

There are other people browsing for a cake. The shop had other items available like birthday cakes and congratulatory cakes. When Donna saw the clerk she immediately approached him and ask about wedding cakes.

"Yes." he says, flamboyance evident in his voice. "We do special orders like wedding cakes." He brightly smiles at Donna.

Donna quickly approaches Harvey when she spots him. The lawyer was just around the cake shaped like a baseball. She tugs his arm and expressed her delight by lightly squeezing his arm.

"Harvey!" She whispers on his ear. "This place is lovely. How did you find it?"

"Case." He whispers back. "Back in '05. The original owner wanted to get rid of her cousin who's embezzling money."

"Oooh." Donna muses. "Like Hardman?"

"Yep. Like Hardman." Harvey agrees. "That guy is the original owner's son." He points to the shop clerk Donna was just talking to a mere minute ago.

Donna pats Harvey's arm before separating herself from him. She couldn't wait to taste test the available cakes to her.

And of course, she is very excited to tell Nicky that they are going to have a four layer wedding cake, courtesy of Harvey Specter himself.

And of course, Harvey doesn't know it himself either. Yet.

(Later that evening)

Donna arrives late at the French restaurant that Nicky told her where they were meeting. As she entered, she quickly scans for her boyfriend now fiance. He is at a table close to the window and he does not look happy. Donna became nervous.

When a host guided her to her table, she carefully makes her presence known by rubbing Nicky's shoulder. The man almost jumped to his surprise but instantly fell somber when he realizes that it was his fiancee.

"Hey, honey." She sweetly greets.

"You're late." He replies as he motions her to sit on the chair opposite him. Donna gladly but cautiously takes a sit and she waits for a lecture or a show of disappointment. But it all added to her anxiety when it had already been ten minutes since Nicky last moved. He just kept staring unto the window on his left.

"Nicky... I'm sorry." She began. Maybe the brunet was just waiting for her to start. Maybe she just needs to apologize and explain why she was late. "Harvey piled a lot of paperwork on me and I..."

"Donna." He interrupts, rubbing his messy hair. "I'm calling the wedding off."

Harvey could be a little OOC but in my defense an upcoming wedding of one of your most trusted mates would flip even the great Specter off :P

Yeah, long chapter. Sorry about that :D

Nickolas Pending is a brown-haired and bearded man, as tall as Harvey and doesn't like suits. The clothing, not the person :)