Hey guys - finally got around to updating. Since I last wrote, I've started University and completed my 1st Trimester. It's going really well, but its full-on. The Darvey fandom sucked me back in post 701, so I thought the fandom deserved some Darvey content, even though this chapter is a little bit sad.

Enjoy it though.

-Nay

After a long and awkward dinner, Harvey pulled his keys from the back of his jeans and opened his apartment door. Donna followed closely behind, with the two not exchanging any words since getting into the cab.

"I'm just going to get my stuff and go", Donna mumbled, striding past Harvey like he wasn't even there. Harvey slouched on his lounge, exhaling a long sigh built up from a difficult night. His head was pounding, there was so much he had to say, yet somehow his words couldn't formulate into anything more than a groan. He could hear Donna scrambling to collect her clothes from the last few days she had spent with him.

He realised that this was probably his last chance. He had stuffed up one too many times, and taken Donna for granted - he didn't mean to, she was just always there. Harvey knew he was an asshole, but he just wasn't good at this stuff. All he wanted to do was make her happy.

Donna finally came out of his room, a bunch of crumpled clothes cramped in her arms, with her eyes visibly strained. Harvey hated to see her this way, it physically hurt him to see her upset. And she just stood there, direct eye contact locked straight on Harvey's. She was expecting something, an apology at the least.

A gut wrenching pain ripped through his stomach as a single-tear dripped down her face.

"Donna...", he clenched his fists are he tried to formulate all the words he wanted to tell her. He wanted to scream from the top of his lungs that he loved her more than anything in the world, that she was the only good thing in his life. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, and that she was the sole reason he was ever successful in his pursuits as a corporate lawyer. Everything he had and everything he was, was purely indebted to her, and only her. Donna Roberta Paulsen - the one, and only woman who could make him happy.

... But he couldn't. No matter how hard he wanted to tell her all these things, he couldn't.

dddddHarvey was unsure of how much time had passed while he was whisked away with his thoughts, but the furious, yet gorgeous red-head was still standing in front of him, pleading for him to say something... anything.

Harvey was fiercely ripped back to reality.

"What do you want from me Harvey?"

"Mummy, Mummy!" Amanda yelled and banged on their bedroom door. Harvey bounded from their bed and out the door.

"Shh, darling - let your mother sleep, she hasn't been well". Harvey swopped Amanda up in his arms, "annnnnd take-off", Harvey gasped, minicing the sounds and movements of a plane as Amanda broke out in laughter. He wrapped her in arms, walking over to the breakfast bar. Flicking on the coffee machine, he sat Amanda down in her high chair and pulled out a seat next to her. He whipped out his phone from the side pocket of his sweat pant and scrolled through the daily news and stock.

"Well is this absolutely picture perfect", Donna mumbled, stretching and yawning as she exited their bedroom.

Her glorious pregnancy glow was beaming throughout their entire apartment, with her 30 week baby bump poking out the bottom of pyjama singlet. An instant smile was bound to Harvey's face as he locked eyes with his perfect wife.

"Morning Mummy", Amanda mumbled as Donna kissed her forehead. Locking lips with Harvey, Donna embraced her handsome husband, realising that this, this moment right here, was all she ever wanted in her life.

"Harvey, what the hell is wrong with you", Donna tried to refrain from yelling - "do you hear me?"

Harvey was quickly brought back to reality as a small tear dropped down the side of her cheek.

"I just don't know what is wrong with me Donna." Harvey managed to articulate a small sentence, just the smallest percentage of what he really wanted to say to her. He wanted to yell from the top of a building how much he loved her, and how sorry he was.

"Well when you figure it out, let me know. Because, Harvey, I can't do this anymore". Donna finally disappeared down the hall, faster than Harvey could tell her to stop.

Donna had finally broke. Standing against the outside of Harvey's apartment door, tears flowed from her eyes and sobs uncontrollably escaped from her lips. As the pressure she was applying to his door slowly fell away, Harvey's face appeared from behind it.

"The way you snapped tonight, at Greg, Harvey, that isn't okay. Normal people don't just hit other people like that. You need to control your anger, otherwise you're going to get into serious trouble one day. I'm honestly not sure where "we" sit, one day you are the most perfect guy in the universe, and then some others; I don't even know who you are. I can't live a life like that, not with you. If you ever sort out your shit... oh who am I kidding, until you realise something is wrong, you won't bother to fix it. Until you do, you won't hear from me again. I don't need this anymore Harvey."

Donna's figure disappeared from the hallway.

Harvey pulled his phone from his pocket, and scrolled through his contacts.

Dialling, the receiver was answered almost instantly.

"Harvey!" Marcus' voice pounded through his phone. "What do I owe this honour? I haven't heard from your shit-ass in almost a year."

"I'm coming to visit - I need your help."

"Wait, did I hear you right? Hot-shot corporate lawyer needs help from his little brother? The world must be about to freeze over or something".

"Don't be an ass, I'll see you soon."

And with that, Harvey hung up the phone, backed his bags, and headed for the airport.

Donna placed the file on his desk.

"See, when you use your eyes, its really not that hard to find. My organisation skills are too good for you to lose shit. You should know that better than anyone."

"Oh yeah, because its your organisation skills that make me love you", Harvey smirked, placing his hands on the side of his wife and the chief operating officer of his firm.

Donna placed a very petite kiss on the lips of her husband, completely aware of the blatant glass walls surrounding his office, and the young intern legal secretary sitting just outside.

"Down tiger", Donna laughed, as Harvey became a little too committed to her. "Whilst these walls are still glass, you get to look, not touch."

"Well, why don't we pay the babysitter over time for this afternoon, and head to the Hilton penthouse suite that you love. Overlooking the city, right above your favourite little restaurant... what more could you want? I mean you have the most attractive husband in the world, you really live the life Donna Paulsen."

Laughing at her goofy husband, who was playing with his signed balls next to the window, Donna couldn't imagine a more perfect scenario with the man she loved.

"Excuse me sir, but we are preparing for landing - please place your seat into an upright position, and open your window blind".

Time seemed to fly by when he was able to dream about how he wanted his life to be; his life just seemed to make so much sense when he imagined it with Donna.

After a rough landing, Harvey grabbed his bags and hailed a cab straight to Marcus' place.

"Harvey Reginald Specter, long time since you've ventured this far away from the city, it must be important", Marcus' announced, opening the door to reveal his brother.

"I need your advice."

"No fucking way. This I have to hear", he broke out in laughter.

"Look, just don't be an asshole, this is important."

"Okay, shoot." Marcus said as he slouched down on his lounge.

Harvey unclipped his suit and sighed - "I'm in love with Donna".

Marcus' quickly grew a smile. "Well it's about time you admitted it to yourself. We've all known it for a very long time."

"This is serious, I keep fucking up."

"Yeah, well sometimes love can be confusing. You need to seperate your protective instincts for Donna, from your love for her, otherwise you'll keep going around in circles until one day, Donna realises she doesn't need you in her life anymore."

Harvey had realised that it had already happened - he had let it get so bad, he wasn't sure how he could come back to show her how much she meant to him.

"Well thats easy for you to say - you've got it all sorted out, the wife, the kids, the business."

"Harvey, you have your name on the header of a Manhattan corporate law firm. Some people choose family, some choose business. You can't help the way you're wired, and what is important to you."

"Donna is important to me - that's all that matters. I'd give up everything I have to make her happy." By this point, Harvey was on the verge of tears - all he wanted was what his brother had. A successful business, but also a happy family - a wife and kids. At no point in his life did he imagine he would ever be jealous of his younger brother.

"What's stopping you?" Marcus asked, wondering how he got all the common sense out of the Specter brothers.

"I don't know how... how to make her happy, and how to love her, the way she deserves to be loved."

"It's simple - you tell her you love her, you make her feel wanted, and you stop acting like the piece of shit you have been for the past 15 years. It's not rocket science."

"All I want to do is make her happy."

After spending a few more hours with Marcus, Harvey jetted back to Manhattan. He had cleared his mind - soaring through the middle of New York City in his 67' Chevy was a sure-fire way to sort his shit out. After a while, he made his way to a very familiar building. Making his way up two flights of stairs, he placed a firm knock against the number '206' plastered across her apartment door.

"I'll get it", a man's voice echoed down through the door.

Opening the door, Harvey was greeted by a less that appealing sight. Greg opened the door, shirtless and sweaty.

"Donna", Greg called, trying to wiggle out of this encounter as quickly as possible. Donna could tell by the look on Greg's face before she even came in contact with Harvey.

"You shouldn't be here, Harvey. I have nothing to say to you." Donna had finally had enough of his bullshit.

"I need to talk to you. It's important."

"Like all the other "important" conversations we've had. I need you to leave me alone for a little while."

"Donna, please".

"She said leave" Greg interrupted.

Harvey clenched his fists and grabbed Greg by the collar. Exhaling a big gasp, he released him and walked away.

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