Here it is. My Lola chapter. Apparently I'm the only one who was excited about it, but oh well. In fact, I might have her reappear at a later point that's how happy I was with writing her. xD
I also, unexpectatly and unplanned wrote a little Harvey/Donna scene. I hope you like.
As always please rate and review.
It was already ten at night when Donna finally left the office. It had been quite a while since she had worked this long and she hadn't even really worked. She had called the majority of the New Yorker hospitals, unsuccessful. Derek had called her several times to update her on his findings and in between she had to deal with complaints of clients who weren't too happy that Harvey cancelled their meetings. In short, she was exhausted, but there was one more thing she had to do.
When she arrived at Harvey's apartment building, the young brunette was already waiting for her. Somewhen during her long day, Donna had called her and explained the situation. She had been more than willing to help any way she could.
Donna exited her cab and walked up to her. "Thank you for coming, Miss Jensen."
"Please, it's Lola." she answered and shook the offered hand.
Donna had a key to Harvey's apartment, but it seemed more appropriate to ring. They could hear voices arguing inside. The door opened, it was Scottie and invited them in.
"Maybe you can convince him to sit down and eat, because he's definitely not listening to me." she complaint to Donna, a curious glance to Lola.
Donna rolled her eyes and walked in. As expected Harvey was in the living room pacing.
The moment he saw her and Lola, he started questioning her on her progresses, but the redheaded secretary just held up her hand.
"Now, Harvey. I smell perfectly good food and you probably haven't eaten all day, neither have I for that matter. So, we are going to sit down now and eat the dinner Scottie prepared for you. And while we do that, we can talk."
Harvey was reluctant, but he knew Donna well enough to realize that she wouldn't back down on this.
Shortly after the four had gathered around the dinning table and ate. Harvey was impatient, Scottie swayed between being impressed and annoyed. Lola was confused and Donna calmly enjoyed her first real meal since breakfast.
Finally Harvey had enough. "Donna!"
She sighed. "Yes. Well, hospitals were a dead end. Derek didn't find any reports of disturbances in Mike's neighborhood. Jenny hasn't spoken to Mike since she picked up her stuff from his place a couple of days after they broke up. And Rachel called. Her flight is gonna land at five a.m. tomorrow."
"Why is Lola Jensen here?"
"Well certainly not for you, suit." said woman interrupted Harvey.
Donna intervened before these two could start an argument. "I called her and asked her to look into the disappearance of Mike's information from the data base. Who better to check out how they disappeared than the woman who put them there in the first place?"
Harvey nodded in agreement. "But first, what did your friend find out about Mike's phone?" He turned to his girlfriend, whom he had almost completely ignored until now.
She hesitated for a moment. "Nothing. He didn't find anything. He's said the number never existed."
"But I tried to call him all morning and so did Donna."
The secretary only took out her phone and tried to call the man once more. She wasn't really surprised, when nothing happened.
Lola was the first to speak. She leaned back in her chair. "Well, that doesn't surprise me in the least. When Donna here told me, that Mike apparently never existed, I did some digging."
"And?"
"And nothing. Who ever deleted his information doesn't only have serious juice and access but also amazing skills. I didn't find a single trace of their presents. I don't know how the got in or how they got out. The social security numbers that were supposed to be Mike's and his grandmother's belong to a mother of three living in Long Island and a former Navy Seal who owns now a bar in some tiny village in New Hampshire. Both obviously had had them their entire lives. Which is impossible considering when I checked out Mike after I first met him, everything was in order and completely legit … well except for the whole being a lawyer stuff, of course."
"Of course." mumbled Harvey.
"How about you?"
"Hm?"
"What did Trevor have to say?" Donna pressed.
"He hasn't seen or spoken to Mike since he tried to screw him."
"And you believe him?" Lola raised the eyebrows. "From the little Mike-washed things I've heard, he isn't the most reliable person on the planet."
"He isn't, but he didn't lie to me." Harvey mumbled, in a world of his own again.
Donna looked curiously at Lola. "I didn't know you and Mike kept in touch."
The young woman shrugged. "He's not such a bad guy for a fraud, definitely better than every real lawyer I've ever met. He actually cares about people. And his whole drama keeps me entertained when my own Life annoys me to much."
Scottie had been silent for most of the time but now she looked interested. "He confides in you?" she asked the computer expert.
Another shrug. "I wouldn't put it like that, but I think it helps him to talk about stuff with and outsider. There just some worries he can't discuss with him" she motioned towards Harvey "or Rachel, because they're too close. If everything goes south they're the first to suffer from it."
Scottie considered that for a moment and nodded. "Do you know if he had anyone else he confided in? A friend? Someone else he kept in touch with regularly? Maybe a woman? Very pretty, brown hair, petite and with a certain air?" Meanwhile Harvey had returned from what ever place his mind had wandered to.
Lola thought about that description for a while. "Maybe Amy? His former assistant? I know they meet for lunch at least once a week."
"Amy! Of course! That I didn't think of that sooner!" Donna called out, annoyed with herself as much as relieved about the fact that they had a new lead now.
"She definitely fits Derek's description." Harvey agreed. "Do you have her number?"
Donna looked at him meaningful.
"Of course you do." He almost smiled at that. He turned to Lola. "That might actually be helpful."
She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Just keep me informed and if you need anything else, let me know. I'm gonna ask around for any hacker who could pull of something like that, maybe we'll get lucky." With these words she got up, bit farewell to Donna and Scottie, completely ignoring Harvey, these two would probably never be friends, and left.
"Well, I'll better get going too. I need my beauty sleep. See you two tomorrow." Donna rose from her chair and got her coat. She looked meaningful at Harvey who understood.
"I'll accompany you downstairs."
And together they left the apartment. When the elevator doors closed behind them Donna turned to him.
"And now tell me what you didn't want to say." She demanded.
He sighed and rubbed his eyes. He was just as exhausted from the day as she was and he had really hoped she wouldn't see through his act.
"Harvey!" her voice had a dangerous undertone.
"Trevor said something. He said Mike has disappeared like this before. Twice, without a trace. The last time he was gone for almost five years."
"Exactly like this time?" she whispered.
"I couldn't really ask him about too much detail now, could I?"
"And?" she pressed after a moment of silence.
"And what?"
"Harvey."
"After Trevor Ray drove me to the cemetery. Donna, the grave wasn't there." now it was Harvey's turn to whisper.
Donna blanched. She understood what that meant. It was one thing to clear an apartment and delete some files, no matter how complicated it might be, it was something entirely different to actively move a grave. "Are you sure? Maybe you just got the wrong row. It's a big cemetery."
"I looked at every single grave. There was no grave for an Edith Ross."
The didn't speak until Harvey opened the taxi door for her.
She turned around looking him straight into the eyes, worry and something he had never seen there before in her own, fear. "There's not gonna be a letter that explains everything in the post tomorrow, is there."
"I don't think so." he whispered. Without thinking about it he wrapped his arms tightly around her. Instinctively she returned the embrace, burying her face in his neck. For a moment they stayed like this, trying to find comfort and solace in each other while the world around them was just spinning out of control.
The driver cleared his throat and interrupted the short moment of peace. Donna got into the car and with one last look at him, she was gone.
And? What do you think? The last scene came from a spur of the moment, but I think it turned out quite well. I realized we don't really get any physical scenes between these two in the show, so I wrote myself this little treat.
Oh, and I'm serious. Tell me if I make any major language mistakes. How else am I supposed to learn. ^^
Till the next chapter.
