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By the time he returned to the office, he was meeting people going home. He stepped out of the car and said goodbye to Ray. He lifted the box and brought it with him. As he stepped out of the elevator, he met Mike, with his headphones in. He smiled and gave Harvey that, you're-so-dead-when-Jessica-finds-you look. Harvey nodded in recognition, knowing it was true and continued towards his office. 'Mr Specter.' The shrill voice of his new temporary assistant rattled in his head.
'What?' Harvey snapped.
'You have messages.' He said, handing him a sheaf of post it notes with various names scribbled on them.
'Thank you.' Harvey said, with little conviction.
When Harvey got to his office he set the box on the couch and after quickly looking through them for her name, threw the post it notes to his desk. He went to the window and closed the blinds, he couldn't stand the view anymore, the distance it put between him and her was too much for him, especially tonight.
'Where the hell have you been?' Jessica was standing, hands on hips, glaring at Harvey.
'I'm sorry Jessica, I had to see someone.'
Obviously hearing the pain in his voice Jessica dropped one hand and came further into the office. 'What happened?' she asked, this time her tone having a tinge of pity.
'I went to see Donna.' He offered simply, his voice cracking at the mere mention of her name. God he missed her.
'Oh,' Jessica replied, dropping the other hand and settling onto the couch, knowing it was only a matter of time before Harvey spilled everything.
He turned from the window and looked at his boss, he could see the understanding in her eyes, but knew it wasn't likely that she truly cared about him, only the ramifications his lack of focus would have on the company.
'I really screwed up.' He said, with a small pity-smile.
'No… you didn't.' Jessica said, forcefully. 'I screwed up. Firing Donna was never going to be good for you, but I didn't understand how much of a mess it would make you. Bring her back.'
Harvey's jaw dropped, 'did the great Jessica Pearson just admit she was wrong?'
'Don't push your luck.' She snapped, even though she knew that really… she had been wrong.
The next morning, knowing he was going to get Donna back put Harvey in the best mood he'd had for weeks. He was up early, well early for him, and put on a grey suit (he knew grey was Donna's favourite on him). He bought his usual coffee and waited outside her apartment, as he had done before, knowing that she wasn't at work until 10 on Wednesdays because she had yoga from 9. She'd be down at any second.
After he finished his coffee, he went to the record shop by her house and flicked through some of the titles, they had a good enough selection, but it wasn't nearly up to the calibre of the library he had in his office.
While he browsed through the final bin of records, he saw a flash of orange hair and his head shot up. He turned in time to see her straighten slightly as she passed him. 'Donna!' Harvey called after her. 'Donna! Wait!' he did a small sprint to catch up with her and couldn't believe he was once again running down his stretch of road for her.
'What?' her head spun round as he neared, his face was attacked with her ginger curls, but never in his life had he been so happy to be close to her.
'I just…' Harvey began, but suddenly realised he hadn't really thought at all about how on earth he was going to approach this.
'You just-?' Donna prompted, with a touch of impatience, he was making her late for yoga after all.
'I just wanted to know how you're doing.' Figuring it wasn't best to start with 'I'm a mess without you and have now nearly killed the temp multiple times.'
'How I'm doing? Well, let's see. I got fired, then I went to the trial and convinced the firm that I'm in love with you and now, every time I leave my house, my creepy ex-boss is stalking me… how do you think I'm doing?' the fact that she used the term 'ex-boss' instead of 'best friend' cut Harvey a little, but he refused to let this be known to Donna.
'Well, I think I might be able to fix a couple of those problems for you.' Donna's head lent to one side as she folded her arms. 'You can have your job back.'
'What?' Donna's voice had genuine surprise, which he enjoyed, she never let him see her surprised.
'I cleared it with Jessica, told her I needed you back and she agreed.' Donna narrowed her eyes at Harvey, knowing he was lying through his teeth.
'Fine.' Harvey corrected, rolling his eyes, 'she said she didn't realise how much of a mess I was without you and that getting you back was going to be necessary if I was going to ever win another case.'
'Ahh, that sounds more like it. Thinks with the temp not working out?' She said, smugly, knowing fine-well that he hated the temp.
Harvey lowered his voice to a whisper. 'He colour codes.'
Donna put on a look of mock horror and Harvey draped an arm over her shoulder, leading her to the Starbuck's he'd come to love over the last few weeks.
'Come on, he says, let's talk about getting you a ridiculous bonus and how on earth we can rectify the filing system.'
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