As soon as Louis had received that call, he headed down to Federal Plaza on Broadway and Worth, without a hint of hesitation; he stopped everything. He was in a crisis talk meeting with O'Hara Cosmetics, a large client of the firm, when he'd heard Gretchen's shaky voice on his cell, he quickly made his apologies and left within seconds. Harvey needed him. And he needed him now.

'Where's Harvey Specter? I'm his attorney and I demand to goddam speak with him now!' Louis' face was red, as he bellowed across the front desk to the FBI headquarters in Tribecca. The desk clerk didn't respond with words, just pointed along the corridor towards an oncoming man.

'Sean?' Louis was taken by surprise, 'What the hell are you doing here? This isn't a case for the SEC.'

Sean Cahill, the man Harvey had met that morning, explained how he too had also been called by Gretchen.

'We've been working together Louis, to try and get this shit resolved,' Cahill looked exhausted too, 'Harvey had been subpoenaed to make a deposition last week for an inquest into Frank Gallo's death.'

Louis' face oozed confusion, 'Frank Gallo? What has that got to do with Harvey? He was killed by an inmate at the prison?'

'They're not disputing that, the prisons are colluding to make it out that Harvey paid for someone to 'rough him up a bit' or to possible kill him.' Cahill handed him a file to use.

'That's ridiculous!' Louis knocked and didn't need to wait for a response to walk straight into the questioning room, where Harvey was sat, hands out front of him, still cuffed. Opposite him was a middle aged man with greying hair, dark rimmed glasses and an abhorrent smirk on his face - especially when he saw Louis Litt walk into his questioning room. Next to the man, was a female FBI agent, younger than her colleague, with blonde straight hair just level with her shoulder, piercing blue eyes and far too much red lip stick.

Louis didn't even introduce himself. He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a stack of files. The first file he threw down on the table next to Harvey's arm. 'Bail release form.' Next file slammed down, 'file to counter sue.' Next file down, 'a signed documented affidavit summary from Sean Cahill of the SEC of the events leading up to Gallo's death.'

'Now, If you don't mind, my client will be leaving unless justifiable evidence is shared with me today.'

'Well, I'm glad you asked that Mr Litt, as we were just getting to that,' the male FBI agent proclaimed. Louis glared at his name fob on his lanyard. Glenn Stone.

'Now, as your attorney is here, I'm thinking you can now share with us Mr Specter as to why you were at Danbury Penitentiary on May 16th of last year?'

'I was visiting my colleague,' Harvey began.

'Ahh, yes. Mike Ross. Wasn't he in for fraud. Fraud that you helped him to commit did you not?'

Louis interjected, 'That's hearsay - what are you implying? My client will only answer questions to help with his charges.'

'Ok, so if you were visiting your colleague why do we have CCTV of you and the warden of Danbury Penitentiary exchanging words and money in his office after your attorney/client privilege hours? This being less than seventy two hours before Frank Gallo's death and only twenty four hours before you hung him out to dry at his parole hearing?'

Louis studied the CCTV footage. 'This is inadmissible as there's no audio, they could be talking about anything. Who knows what that money was for?' Louis objected.

'Yeah, who can tell. For all you guys know, is that I could have just come to pay him for a rare Babe Ruth baseball card I won from him on eBay...' Harvey smirked, and looked up to Louis with a thank you nod.

'Is this all you have on him? If so, I will be filing the bail proceedings right now and he'll be referring to his fifth amendment rights.'

The FBI agent knew he had no more evidence, only statements from the prison wardens and the CCTV tape.

'Please Mr Specter, if the money wasn't for Frank Gallo's murder, what was it for?' Glenn Stone asked inquisitively. 'As the Warden at Danbury seems to have forgotten also.'

Harvey stared back at him, he knew better than to let them know the real reason why. The reason being, he had paid the warden to allow Mike out of prison for six hours to negotiate a release deal which also involved the aforementioned Frank Gallo, but if it meant getting him out of conspiracy to murder then he couldn't think of a better idea.

'Harvey, I swear to God, you need to let me know what the fuck is going on?' Louis spat at him in the car on the way back to Harvey's apartment. It was dark now, Harvey hadn't even looked at his watch, he just needed to see her.

Harvey filled Louis in on everything that happened with Mike and Gallo and the deal they had made with the warden. He knew he had to tell him; to be honest, he wanted to. He knew he needed Louis' help now and he wasn't afraid to admit it. The only person who he wanted to make sure was ok, was Donna. And she was at the forefront of his mind right at that moment.

Louis went quiet and thought for a moment.

'We need to speak with the warden who is actually accused of orchestrating Gallo's murder, we need to know what went on.' Louis demanded.

'Not right now Louis, there's just one place I need to be,' Harvey got out of the car, and with Louis closely in tow, set off up to his apartment where Donna and Gretchen were waiting.

As soon as he clicked his door open, Donna ran around the corner from the kitchen.

'Harvey? Are you ok?' her arms took in every inch of him towards her, and he the same. He kissed her and smoothed his hand through her hair.

'I'm fine, Louis was a bad ass,' he smirked, but she saw straight through that impenetrable grin of his right there and then.

'Cut the crap! I want to know exactly what's going on, now!' she screamed as he noticed her tear stained face.

He filled her in on everything, he had to. Louis explained how they have no evidence, so they need to prove that the prison warden was colluding to say he paid them to 'rough Gallo up' but subsequently it led to his death, hence the conspiracy to commit murder. Donna got up slowly and held her stomach. Both Harvey and Louis stood up quicker and helped her up.

'I can't deal with this right now, why didn't you just tell me weeks ago, or Louis even and we could have sorted it before it got this bad!' Donna looked exhausted, 'You can be so goddamn selfish, thinking you can handle everything on your own, but you can't! Sometimes you need to admit you can't always do it without help!' she yelled to him.

He knew she was right, she always was. Louis' face looked across to Harvey in agreement. Gretchen had then walked over from the kitchen. 'Come on sweetie, you really need to calm down, it's not good for you or the baby,' she held her arm around Donna's back.

'Gretchen's right Donna,' Harvey agreed, 'This is why I didn't tell you!' He reached towards her and kissed her head. 'You really think I'd do anything to jeopardise you or our baby?'

She held her hand up to his face and stroked it gently, 'Please, tell me everything from now on.'

'Donna, these charges are complete bullshit, we're going to sort it and there's nothing to worry about!' Louis chimed in to support Harvey.

Harvey placed the blanket across Donna as she had finally fell asleep. His heart ached that he had hurt her, that he hadn't told her the truth of the extent of the case. Gretchen had left after making sure everyone was alright; she left Harvey and Louis to pull an all-nighter in an attempt to counteract Harvey's charges.

Donna smiled lovingly down at the pair. She tilted her head to one side and let out a small sigh; they looked so peaceful she almost felt bad to wake them.

Harvey had fallen asleep with his head back on the couch, whilst Louis, beside him, was asleep with his head resting on Harvey's shoulder. Before they woke, Donna couldn't pass the opportunity by to take a photo and send it to Mike, who had also been up all night on the phone to the pair thinking of a way to get Harvey acquitted. It was a bittersweet moment, before she let the events of yesterday fully settle in her mind.

Donna coughed, yet it didn't have any effect, so coughed again more loudly and perched herself on the coffee table in front of the pair with her legs crossed holding hot cups of coffee.

Harvey blinked his eyes open and rubbed his hands over his face. His face lit up almost instantly when he saw her, the events from the day before hadn't resonated just yet.

Slowly, his head turned to one side to see Louis still asleep and dribbling contently on his shoulder. Harvey shot a look of distaste to Donna. 'What the f...?' he mouthed.

'Louis!' he shouted, 'Wake the hell up and get your Goddamn saliva off of my shirt!'

'Coffee?' Donna smiled with a high pitched change of subject voice as she handed it to Harvey to try to diffuse the impending situation. Harvey noticed Louis take a coffee too with his right hand.

'Where the hell is your other hand?' Harvey had now definitely fully woken up.

'Shit! They're not pillows, are they?' Louis gulped suddenly realising where his other hand was. Harvey raised an eyebrow and his killer stare drilled into Louis' face.

Donna prised her lips together and tried her best to hold on to her laugh as she got up. Harvey couldn't help himself, he burst into laughter as Donna and Louis followed. It certainly lightened the mood before they set off on their plan to visit Danbury prison.

The guards buzzed the gates open as Louis and Harvey walked into Danbury.

Waiting patiently, they looked at each other knowing exactly how they were going to play this out. They had spent all night coming up with what they were doing today, with the help from Mike too.

Just as Louis had finished setting up their deposition camera, the warden from Danbury, who ironically was now in custody within the same prison for his part in Frank Gallo's death, entered the room and sat at the table opposite the two lawyers.

'Mr Specter, nice to see you again, he smirked.

'I wish I could say the same Fincham,' Harvey didn't give anything in his face away, 'But I'm not keen on people who set me up!'

'Set you up?' Fincham, the previous Warden of Danbury glared at him, 'You screwed me over, I let you take Mike Ross out of here with the hope that Frank Gallo would soon follow, I wanted that son of a bitch out of this place, he was running half the guards in here!'

'So you ordered him to be killed? Just because I didn't get his parole?'

'Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. But the fact that I'm in here now, a part of that is your fault Specter!'

Harvey interjected, 'Look, you're in here anyway, as the men who killed Gallo directly signed a confession of his killing but also stated that you ordered them to with the added bonus that they would get an early parole and now you've added the crock of shit that I paid you to!' he shouted.

'So, that's what we're here about,' Louis continued, 'As you won't be getting out of here any time soon, we're going to offer you a deal with the SEC.'

'What are you talking about?'

'Sean Cahill has the authority to move you out of this prison, where come on let's be frank, excuse the poor taste in a post humorous word, but you know as well as we do, you're not going to last five minutes in here.' Harvey explained, 'how about if you say what I was really giving you the money for, and clear my name then we'll get you moved out of this place.'

Fincham looked stone faced, almost like he wasn't going to budge. He looked around the room and towards the door knowing exactly what awaited him outside.

'Fine I'll sign the damn deal,' he agreed.

And with that, Sean Cahill entered the room with the paperwork. Harvey and Louis went to get up to leave the room.

'Thanks Sean,' Harvey rested his hand on his shoulder as he walked past. 'I'll leave it with you from here.'

'Thanks Harvey,' Cahill turned back to Fincham and handed him the pen.

'Sorted? Or do I need to put my name on the Danbury visitors' list?' Donna smiled sweetly as he walked into his apartment later that night. 'I'm not sure I'm up for a conjugal visit in a prison as I only prefer Egyptian Cotton sheets,' she mused as she slipped her arms around his waist. He threw his keys into the bowl on the kitchen bar and smiled.

'I'm afraid I'm staying here with you, in our Egyptian cotton sheets!' his delicious smirk spread and his hands reached around her face. As he studied her eyes and then her lips, he bent his head down and whispered, 'I love you, you know,' across her slightly parted lips before kissing her.

As they walked back over to the couch, Donna suddenly stopped in her tracks and her hand shot around to her back.

'Ow!' she doubled over and used her other hand to steady herself on the couch. Within seconds, Harvey was there beside her holding her side.

'Are you ok?' his voice full of concern, as he helped her sit down on the leather couch.

'I've been having pains all afternoon,' Donna winced as she held her stomach.

'What do you mean? Why didn't you call me?' Harvey panicked as he quickly got out his cell.

'I'm fine, I don't think I'm in labour,' she laughed it off, 'I'm not due for another four weeks! I think I just need to rest,' she lay her head back on the couch. 'Ow!' This time she really screamed in pain and now Harvey definitely wasn't convinced. He'd already dialled the hospital on his cell.