A/N: Sorry for the delay! I've been so busy! But here, have at it. Reviews are love. Xx

He decided not to visit her on the seventh week. Instead, he spent the night working in Jessica's office. Mike and Donna stayed to make sure he was going to be alright. They busied themselves with work of their own but they would check on him every once in a while. Donna would, at least. She would bring him a cup of coffee every few hours. She and Harvey were the only ones who'd stepped foot in Jessica's office since.

Donna visited earlier, though. This was the first time she visited since they'd buried her. She wasn't as close to Jessica as Harvey was. However, the few moments they shared with each other were priceless. They bonded through their mutual concern for Harvey. Donna wasn't a lawyer but she looked up to the late managing partner. She had no desire to be a lawyer but if she was ever going to be one, she definitely wanted to be someone like Jessica. She touched the stone and smiled down at the withered bouquet from Harvey's last visit. She replaced it with a fresh one and wiped some tears away. Everyone knew Donna had the power over her own tears; however, these tears weren't forced.

"Jessica, he's lonelier than ever. He's not the same anymore. We lost the Harvey we all loved and hated at the same time. You were really the only one who could hold him together. Now that you're gone, I don't know if he's ever going to be okay. Jessica, I need that certainty. I need to know that he's going to be okay. And I need you to assure me that. I need you to promise me that he will get over this and that he won't let this define him. You owe me that for leaving unannounced." she wiped a tear and stood idly for a few more minutes before leaving.

Her visit was short and brief but the second time she walked into Jessica's office to bring him another cup of coffee made her feel as if she really did hear her. He looked up at her, smiled, and said thank you for everything she's ever done in general. She smiled back taking a seat in front of him and decided it was time to make small talk. "I visited her today." Donna said with a smile. "How was that? Did she blow some wind at you too?"

"No, but she gave me this." she gestured between them. "She's like a fairy godmother, you know. You tell her what you need and it just happens."

"She's not back, is she? Because I need her." Harvey asked slightly irritated. She was really the only thing he needed at the moment.

"Harvey,"

"That's what I thought."

Donna looked at him wanting to take back what she just said. She wasn't a fairy godmother. She was just Jessica Pearson; the woman who loved Harvey despite the bullshit he put her through. "When will this end, Harvey?" she asked almost unconsciously. He ignored her and continued with his paperwork. "You didn't visit her today." she tried a different route. He looked up with his eyebrows raised. That was her cue to leave.

She decided to go home after the third cup of coffee was brought in because she knew he was a hopeless case. At least for tonight. She told Mike not to stick around either because she didn't want him to get in trouble for simply being there.

That night in bed, Donna wondered what had happened to Harvey and why Jessica - wherever she was - wasn't doing anything to help him. Then, it hit her. She stood up and grabbed her coat, taking her keys and her phone with her. She hailed a cab and in ten minutes she was at Pearson Specter. She made her way to Jessica's office and pulled Harvey out and into the same cab she rode going there. Harvey recognized the road they took. Donna's dragging him to her.

"There, Jessica. Look at this mess." Donna said, pulling Harvey towards the stone. "Look what you've done to him. Please help him. Please, Jessica." she sobbed quietly. Harvey stood beside the redhead suddenly feeling quite guilty. He's brought everyone down with him. He turned away to fight off a few tears of his own but he hasn't been as emotionless as he used to be. For the first time in a long time, Harvey Specter didn't even think about denying that he looked like a mess.