Hi Folks! I hope people stick with this one although we are all caught in the after the lovin real Darvey time now. Kind of fits and doesn't. Anyhow, this is the latest. Harvey still seasick still cannot see that Captain Ian is his doppelganger until...Chapter 4 up soon. Promise it will be better - Carebearmaxi

Cruising with Donna and Harvey:

Chapter 3

When they returned to their cabin after some dancing and drinks, Harvey and Donna undressed and slipped underneath the covers of the bed. Feeling better after gaining some sea legs, Harvey slid next to Donna and held her in his arms. She lay with her head on his chest. She smiled as her eyes flickered up to see his jawline. She smiled and laid a hand against his cheek to turn him to look at her. He moved his head a bit back in order to see her face in the almost pitch dark of the cabin. The only light coming from the small gaps in the blinds of the small cabin window above and behind them. Harvey could just catch a glint of her eyes and the outline of her face as she looked up at him. He smiled and pulled her close and laid a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Feeling better, Harvey? I love dancing and I am so glad my poor seasick husband felt well for a turn or two," Donna said stroking her hand over Harvey's bare chest and kissing the part of his chest where her head lay.

The cabin was warm and a little stuffy which both thought a little strange but they accepted it because they were together and safe in each other's arms. Harvey did not make a rebuttal for a few minutes to Donna's words. However, the urge to tell her how he was really feeling almost made it to his lips. Instead he decided it was not worth the risk to perhaps start a fight, so he revised his answer.

"I didn't want to be the only man in the room who had not danced with my wife. You had enough partners," Harvey said with just a hint of jealousy. He was only jealous in the fact that this was their honeymoon and their time to be together. By virtue of Harvey's sudden seasickness, he watched as his beautiful wife was partnered on the dancefloor by most of the other men including Captain Ian himself!

From the delay in his response, Donna could tell Harvey was not happy.

"No need to be jealous, Harvey. The only man I wanted in my arms all night was you," Donna said rising up and kissing him on his lips. She looked at Harvey. He was jealous! Even in the little light there was there was no mistaking his set jaw and big questioning dark eyes.

"What? You really thought I was just going to run off with another guy because he liked the way I moved in my barely there dress?"

Harvey shook his head in the negative and looking at her said, "No, but I just didn't want you to regret marrying me. I mean we fought in Colorado on the first leg of this honeymoon, so I just wanted everything to be smooth for you." He stroked her hair and placed an errant curl behind her ear.

Donna's hand lay on his chest and she laid her chin on top. After hearing the insecurity in his voice, she wanted to reassure him that it would take a lot more than just some seasickness and a little incapacity to not want to be his wife.

"Harvey, we fought in Colorado on a very important subject-children. However, we made up as well. Since time will only tell if our fight will bear fruit, I suggest that we make the most of our situation. I am so surprised and feel very loved in the fact that you made all the honeymoon plans yourself. I still say Gretchen or Rachel or Mike or someone had a hand in this elaborate honeymoon you planned for us."

Harvey smiled and said, "Before you were my secretary and made all my travel plans, what do you think I did?"

"Trips you used a Travel Agent and quick trips you managed to do on your own with only a few snafoos like when you booked yourself the wrong flight and you ended up in Mexico instead of New Mexico? I mean there is a difference, dear. By the way, why were you going to New Mexico again?" Donna teased and smiled.

"Are you done now?" Harvey teased back pretending to get irritated at his wife calling out his travel plan attention deficit disorder.

"Mrs. Specter," Harvey said as Donna pulled herself on top of him stradling him with her thighs. "What are doing?"

"You know what I am doing. However, if this is too much, then we can just go to sleep," Donna whispered as she lay on top of him laying kisses on his neck and shoulder and sucking gently on his ear lobe. She was rewarded by Harvey bending into her lips and feeling goosebumps rising where her lips touched.

Harvey whispered into her hair, "You're always too much for me Mrs. Specter, but I think I can handle it."

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The next morning they went for breakfast out on the deck near the pool. Harvey was trying to eat heartily with his normal appetite, but as he focused on the sun and happened to feel a lurch in the floor beneath his feet Harvey almost regurgitated the small amount of food he had consumed. Donna, of course, noticed how quiet he had become. Harvey was never much of a talker but Donna had always been the one to whom he opened. He was much better than in the past, but Harvey was just not a small talker unless he was proselytizing on a case trying to convince a jury or talk his way past a judge.

"Harvey? You ok?" Donna asked taking his hand across the table.

He squeezed it and said, "Yes. Just a little queasy that time. It's gone now," he tried to reassure her with a somewhat strained voice.

"Well, I'm glad to see your illness hasn't prevented you from enjoying the deck," Captain Ian stated as he and a woman in an official ship uniform approached where Donna and Harvey were sitting.

"Ian," Harvey said rising from the table and shaking Ian's hand.

"Hello, Captain," Donna said finishing her orange juice and rising to her feet in her spot. Oh my word! The physical similarities between Harvey and him are even more apparent in the daylight! Whoever that officer is standing next to Ian notices as well. She had a slight surprise on her face. It's gone now.

"Mrs. Specter, Harvey," Captain Ian said as he started to introduce the woman at his side.

"This is our ship's doctor, Dr. Moran. I promised Mrs. Spec...Donna that I would have her see you, Harvey, and let you know if there was a remedy for the continuing bout of seasickness from which you are suffering. I like to keep my promises," Captain Ian said looking both at Harvey and Donna.

Harvey held his hand out as did Donna to shake Dr. Moran's hand. Harvey's eyebrows rose as he noticed the fact that Dr. Moran was also a redhead like his wife. Her hair was a shade darker than Donna's and her face was much rounder with a set of really big dark brown eyes and only a few freckles sprinkled across the bridge of her nose. She looked very official in her daily white uniform fashioned much the same as Captain Ian's with a plain buttoned down shirt and long white pants pressed to a sharp crease.

"Dr. Moran nice to meet you," Harvey said shaking her hand and then Donna moved forward and shook the doctor's hand as well.

"Nice to meet you," Donna simply said.

"Well, Mr. Specter, if you feel up to it, can I meet you in my office at about 2?" Dr. Moran asked with a slight Irish brogh.

"Sure. I would appreciate anything you can do," Harvey answered.

"We'll be there," Donna reinforced Harvey's commitment.

With acknowledging nods, both Captain Ian and Dr. Moran walked away to greet more guests.

"Mmm," Harvey said taking his seat again and tried to resume drinking his coffee which Donna had made sure contained a splash of vanilla.

"What? Just because the ship's doctor is a female and a redhead you think I'm jealous?"

"No, I just think how similar our tastes are," Harvey said watching his wife smirk at him.

"I said you looked similar. I didn't say you had similar tastes although from what you told me he was a womanizer once," Donna mentioned.

Harvey grimaced at the term "womanizer" but he knew it to be true; however, Donna also knew from where it stemmed. Back when Donna was his secretary she had known that Harvey was a complicated man even then. He was irresistable for her and it seemed Donna had always been his emotional touchstone never afraid to call him out on his shit or give him that encouragement that only came from someone you ultimately trust with those very hidden feelings.

"It looks like he may still be. I know he's divorced and it seemed all he wanted to do last night was put his hands on places where mine are the only ones that should be touching you there," Harvey said admonishing Donna lightly for something which was really not her fault.

Donna looked her husband straight in the eye and said, "I know you're not blaming me for last night, really. You're just upset that you are feeling so crappy you can't be the husband you want to be."

"Donna-" Harvey started to argue.

"Save it. Maybe you can make it up to me if Dr. Moran has a foolproof remedy," Donna said with a half smile. She knew Harvey was just a little upset about how the honeymoon was going on this leg.

"Come on, pretty, let's take a walk," Donna said rising simultaneously with Harvey and coming over fit under his arm as it draped over her shoulder. He kissed her on the forehead.

"Let's see what trouble we can get into, Mrs. Specter," Harvey said as they walked from their breakfast table.

Along their walk they held hands. Harvey only had to stop once during their walk to hang over the railing. Harvey closed his eyes because if he felt any rocking of the deck beneath him or saw the speeding water with his eyes, he would lose whatever had been put into his stomach at breakfast. Donna stood a little behind him comforting him by rubbing his back and making him laugh about some of the people she spotted.

"Oh, there's a couple over there. Younger than us. I hope they're together. They are practically having sex on the chaise over there," Donna emphasizing the last sentence as she heard Harvey guffaw out loud at her statement.

"Donna..." Harvey admonished amusedly.

"No, he's going for it." Donna stated smiling.

Harvey quickly looked back on the deck to see a couple on the chaise all right but sharing an almost chaste kiss from how Donna was describing the view.

Donna smiled and laughed. "Made you look."

Harvey smirked and then said, "Come on, sexy. Let's go back to our room. I'm suddenly feeling much much better."

He held out his hand and smiled in a way that left Donna unmistaken in what he meant to do when they returned.

Donna smiled genuinely and then took his hand.

Donna practically outran her husband back to their stateroom.

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"So you don't have any other issues except being whoozy once you're on board," Dr. Moran stated as she examined Harvey. She had to admit when he walked into her office with his white shirt and jeans she wanted to ask him why the Captain was dressed so casually.

"No, I'm fine. The seasickness seems to be a little better. I was able to keep my breakfast down."

"Sort of," Donna piped in.

"You mean he just hung over the side and dry heaved for a bit, " the doctor stated. "Yes, it seems maybe you are getting better. However, I do have a surefire remedy but it means you're activities may be limited for about 40 minutes every morning until we arrive back on dry land."

"What's the remedy?" The question came from both of them simultaneously.

Dr. Moran looked at her patient and then at his redhaired wife. "Acupuncture."

"Acupuncture?" Harvey leaped off the exam table. "Oh, no. I am not wasting my mornings being pricked by pins that in my mind only work as a diversion so I stop thinking about my problem and then once the needles are out it all comes back."

"Harvey!" Donna admonished and stopping him from leaving the room with a restraining hand in his. "Can we at least listen to what she says? We're on this ship for another seven days and I really don't want to spend it by myself."

Harvey looked at Donna and then smirked and looked away. His expression upon returning to look at her did not convey much faith in the remedy but if it made Donna happy he would at least listen.

"Ok, Dr. Moran, let's hear your argument for," Harvey, ever the lawyer, stated quietly out the side of his mouth.

"It's simple, Mr. Specter. It will alleviate your nausea and allow you to spend time with your wife while you're on the water. Other than that, my good man, you'll be spending quite a bit o'time in your cabin with head stuck in the toilet. Given the choice, I'd take the needles."

So Harvey took the needles.