This is the chapter for the finale. I'm sorry for the delay; I've been very busy with college and internships. I would appreciate your reviews and comments. Enjoy!

Until the 11th of June

-G

Scene 1

"…But I think Scotch is more appropriate"

"Is it?" He asks, face still staring through the window, his back to her. She reminds him how everything worked out with Mike and she's surprised when he bluntly asks her: "Donna do you want me and Scottie to succeed or not?" Her heart skips a bit, trying to find the appropriate answer.

He could feel her enter the room without looking. She must have brought whiskey to celebrate, he thinks. He tried to avoid whiskey with her as much as possible lately because it's been triggering memories and thoughts he does not want to explore. He should be mad at her for her words earlier about Scottie, but he isn't really. He's curious; he couldn't help but wonder about why she tries to make them work so hard on day, and then criticizes them the other. He decides to be direct this time and asks whether she wanted him and Scottie to succeed or not.

She pauses, and it takes her a while to find an answer. She usually never does, and a feeling of panic controls her as she hopes her silent isn't as long as she feels it to be. She opens her mouth to speak but no sound comes out at first. "I want you to be happy" she manages to say, shutting down the voice in her head begging him to leave Scottie.

He watches her struggle with words. It was rare to see such a sight, and he can't help but hear a tone of sadness in her voice. She wants him to be happy. He knows that it's true; the sacrifices she's made for the sake of his happiness were too numerous to count, and he often wonders whether he would ever be able to pay her back. But he's tired of their dance and wants to keep pushing. He stares her in the eyes: "This is an evasive answer"

"No it isn't" Donna quickly answers. She wonders what triggered this interrogation now. She thinks that maybe he's been seeing through her lately, that she wasn't perfecting her Donna calm as usual. She begins regretting her coming; drinking with him has been one of her weakest positions lately. It reminded her of their DA days, of that time when they kissed and his mouth tasted like a mixture of alcohol and whipped cream. But stopping that tradition would alert him something was off, so she keeps doing it, despite the regrets and pain it makes her feel.

She quickly dismisses these thoughts from her mind and justifies herself: "Just isn't up to me to decide what that means". She shrugs, and she's not sure why she feels like tears are starting to form up in her eyes. It doesn't help that he looks at her intensely, watching her every move. She holds up the glasses: "Now are we gonna drink or what?"She says, arching her eyebrows trying to return to her usual demeanor.

She denies it, as she always does, but something feels different this time. She looks lost in thoughts, and he wonders what's on her mind. She takes time to continue, and he notices how fragile she looks. When she finally speaks, he starts analyzing her words. Isn't up to me to decide what that means, he repeats in his head. She then lifts the glasses and waits for his reaction; stopping his thoughts and making him smile at her. "Give it to me" he says, faking a pout. She smiles back, filling the room with warmth, and hands him a glass. "Not that one, the bigger one"

Scene 2

He finds himself chasing after Scottie again, as she rushed out of Jessica's office, enraged. She had discovered that he kept something from her, and felt betrayed. He wondered how many times they'll be doing this again before it falls into pieces. He can't tell her his secrets, and their relationship can't seem to function when he keeps them. "Scottie…" he pleads. She turns around. "What Harvey? What about your promise?"

Donna walks as fast as she can towards Harvey. She can see him and Scottie arguing, but felt the urgency of the situation taking over. "Harvey I need to talk to you" Donna said to his back. He turned around and saw the alarmed look in her eyes; it must be important. He is stuck between the two, a situation ironically reflecting the state of his personal life. Before he can speak Scottie says dismissively: "Not now Donna". Donna stood there, anxiously waiting. She finally blurted out: "It's urgent". His eyes filled with concern and Scottie could see he was no longer focused. She shrugged her shoulders: "I guess it's not now Scottie" and walked away.

Scottie felt the sadness weigh on her. Harvey was continuously letting her down, and he had now responded to Donna rather than her. The topic of Donna has always been a sensitive subject for her, although she never discussed it with him. She constantly felt like she was competing with her. When she asked her if she loved Harvey, Donna strongly denied it. But Scottie saw in her eyes what Donna couldn't see by herself. Donna was in love with Harvey but refused to admit it. Her determination to negate her feelings for him was enough to make Scottie jump in a relationship with Harvey. She was starting to regret that now.

Harvey will never trust her like he trusts Donna, he will never open up to her like he does to Donna; she can't be Donna and that makes her think that she perhaps has no place in his life. She wonders if Harvey realizes how important Donna is for him; of course he knew he deeply cared for her, but she wondered whether he had reached the conclusion she just drew: as long as Donna is here, no other woman can hold a place in his heart. The self-loathing stage starts; she hates herself for getting into this in the first place, she should have known better.

Donna feels the sting of Scottie's response: "I guess it's not now Scottie". She feels bad for Scottie, and watches her walk away from them. She reminded herself to focus on the issue at hand, before diving into that topic again: Mike. Harvey finds himself ripped between the two. It made sense that he turned to Donna, Mike was arrested and the talk with Scottie could wait. But when he thinks about it, he often chooses Donna over Scottie, although he had never admitted it to himself. He'd rather stay late working in the office with Donna, rather than taking work home and have Scottie's help. He feels nauseated and mad at himself for these thoughts; he is not a man who cheats, not even emotionally. Donna, who seemed to have drifted for a second, looks back at him, reminding him of the urgency of the situation.

Scene 3

Donna walks by Harvey's office on her way back to her cubicle. She's surprised to see Scottie inside, leaving something on Harvey's desk. She can't help but walk offensively into the room, driven by the threatening feeling in her chest. Scottie seems to notice Donna's protective instinct, comparing it to the possessiveness of a woman in love, and quickly says: "Don't worry Donna; I'm just leaving him a note".

Donna felt bad as she saw the sadness in Scottie's eyes. She could relate to her pain, although she never cares to admit it. Her lately emerging secret desires of Harvey and Scottie breaking up didn't mean she wanted to see Scottie hurt, she didn't deserve that amount of pain. So she takes a deep breath and says: "Harvey's a good man Scottie. He's not perfect, but he's changed", as she waits for Scottie's response.

Scottie smiles weakly, fighting the tears in her eyes. She liked Donna, despite the fact that she was the one keeping Harvey away from her. "He's changed too much, and before I came to the firm" she replies. Donna takes a second to analyze Scottie's response. She wonders whether she was criticizing Harvey's "ethical" change, or his personality.

Scottie can see Donna think about her words. She doesn't know what she meant; it was about his work ethics, but also about his character. She loved how he had been opening up, but also didn't feel she had triggered that change. She needed to be the one to make him more vulnerable, more sensitive, but she felt like it was someone else's work; someone standing in front of her now, clueless. Typical Dana Scott, she thought to herself, always wanting to take control. She criticized herself at that moment, wondering why she couldn't take what she gets.

Donna doesn't understand what Scottie wants; Harvey had opened up to her, trusted her, and the secrets he's keeping from her don't make him a bad person. So she firmly answers, giving Scottie a decision to make: "Sometimes, you have to take what you get or walk away"

Scene 4

She knew he was going to tell Scottie, and she anxiously waited for his return in his office. She paced the room, her fingers tracing the furniture. She also knew Scottie will be leaving, and it didn't feel good at all. She was mad at herself for wanting her to leave so bad, without considering how that would affect Harvey. She watches the skyline from the window, as she realizes a truth she's been trying to deny. Despite the fact that she had thrown him in this relationship with Scottie, he got attached to her, opened up to her, even developed love feelings for her. And her leaving now was going to send him back into his playboy world, choosing fun over commitment, one night stands over lifelong plans.

She realized then that it was the first time she had put her needs over his, and that feeling was filled with a nerving unfamiliarity. She suddenly feels like crying, not knowing why, and felt a lump in her throat. Get a grip Donna! she thought, it's been a long day. She grabs one of Harvey's baseballs, and turns it in her hand, waiting for him.

He sees her leaning behind his desk, a ball in her hand. Even after a very long day, she maintained a high level of class and beauty. Her fire red hair still looked splendid, but you can see on her face how tired she was. Her eyes were glassy, her face a little pale.

He is extremely grateful for her presence, there's no one else he'd rather see right now. He had just told Scottie the truth about Mike, and the words he told her replayed in his mind. "I don't want to lie to the people I love". He doesn't know what he meant by the word love, if it meant deep appreciation or more. He was confused: he knew him and Scottie wouldn't last, but he still finds himself sad over her leaving. He wanted to open up to her; he needed to open up to someone other than Donna, someone who would consider a relationship with him.

He never lets anyone touch his baseballs, but Donna wasn't anyone, and her presence in his office felt so natural, like she belonged nowhere else. He takes a deep breath and walks in, telling her what happened with Scottie. "I know" she whispered softly. She could see the pain in his eyes and felt like a sharp knife was cutting through her. He looked so vulnerable now; his hair messed up, his eyes sad. She wants to say something, but doesn't know what could help. "You're a good man Harvey" she simply states.

He disagrees: "…I took my rage out on him. He didn't deserve it" he says, and sat in the chair, facing her. She shrugs carelessly, "Which is why I stopped it". She finishes her sentence and stands up, as he asks her: "What are you talking about?" She tilts her head to the side, her lips pouting, and she finds herself walking towards him. "Do you seriously think Stephanie Liston is the only one who owes me a favor?" she sits then on the desk right in front of him, his eyes not leaving her for a second.

He's in awe of her. She keeps surprising him day after day, and there she was now, announcing to him that she had fixed a mess he's made. The way she moved gracefully intoxicated him, and he tries to hide as much as possible the way his eyes are captivated by her every single move. He looks at her in the eyes, hoping she understands how much she's done to him. "Well that doesn't make me a good man-that makes you a good man for me" he answers.

A split of a moment passes between them; she looks him in the eyes, a current passing between them. It was that old spark that never died; a proof of their full mutual understanding of each other, and their trust. "Harvey" she pauses, taking a moment to look at that man she has grown to appreciate more than anyone in her life, to an extent that scared her to death. "Sometimes we need a little help" she smiles weakly. He looks at her then, smiling back at her. She was his anchor, she's the only one he'll allow in. He doesn't say a word more; he never needed to.

"Let me in the wall, you've built around. We can light a match, and burn it down. Let me hold your hand and dance round and round in flames, in front of us; Dust to Dust"