16 weeks...

It was a little after 10 in the morning when Donna realized she had been sitting in the same position, slumped on her bedroom floor since the sun had started to rise, her eyes puffy and her cheeks stained with dry tears. She ignored the goose bumps that had erupted on her exposed skin as she stared down at her stomach, frustration running through her veins, an irrational anger bubbling in the pit of her stomach, ready to explode.

"Donna?!" Her eyes shot up at the muffled sound of her name coming through the front door, the loud knocking sounds against the wood causing her to jump slightly. "Donna, I know you're in there."

She sighed, throwing her head back against the bed, tears pricking her eyes for the thousandth time since she had awoken as she silently begged Harvey to go away. But of course, he wasn't telepathic, and even if he were, she was pretty sure he wouldn't listen to her anyway.

"Seriously Donna, if you don't let me in in the next 5 seconds, I'm breaking down the door" he threatened, his banging getting more and more persistent.

"Go away!" she blurted out pathetically, her bottom lip quivering as she brought her knees to her chest, hugging herself tightly.

"I'm coming in" he announced as she closed her eyes prepared to see her boss fly through her door, shattering it to pieces. But there was no bang, no broken wood slamming against the wall, just a simple turn of the lock.

"Son of a bitch stole a key" she muttered to herself, lowering her head as her long auburn tresses covered her face.

"What the... Donna?" he muttered confused as he caught sight of her from the door, leaning against the bottom of her bed, in nothing but her underwear, curled up. Harvey felt his heart pound against this chest as he jumped to conclusions, his legs hurriedly taking him through her apartment to her room, falling at her feet with concern "Donna are you okay, is the baby okay?" he shook her gently as she raised her head, sniffling as she pursed her lips in a tight line.

She nodded, wiping a tear away as she became fully aware of the state she was in. She pulled the covers off of her bed, drowning herself in cotton sheets as she tried to preserve some of her remaining dignity. "Why are you here Harvey? You have a 10 am appointment with that new client..."

Here Donna was, in the middle of a meltdown, still trying to organize his life.

"Well when the mother of my child didn't show up for work this morning, I got worried, sue me." He crossed his legs, maneuvering himself beside her, giving her a light nudge in the arm.

A frown appeared on her lips as she stared at the man, more concerned over the impending creases to his suit for sitting on the floor, than his alternate choice of words to describe her. "I was on my way" she lamely replied.

"Is that right?" he asked, a smile tugging at his lips "either you're lying or it's dress down Monday and I missed the memo"

Her bottom lip began to tremble once more as she ran her hands down her face, sobs racking through her body "nothing fits!" she wailed, clutching the sheets to her chest as her emotions got the better of her.

"What?"

"Nothing fits!" she repeated, her fingers pressing at her tear ducts "I'm an elephant."

"Donna..." he tried, choosing his words very carefully, knowing that he was about to enter dangerous waters "you're not..."

"Yes I am!" she exclaimed a little more loudly, jumping to her feet, the sheets following to the floor. "Look!" she pointed to her stomach as Harvey gulped harshly, having a hard time to digest the fact that Donna was standing before him in nothing more than lacy underwear. Letting out a shaky breath, desperate to calm herself down, she looked at him, annoyed that he couldn't see what she was seeing "Look!" she tried again, grabbing his attention, his gaze finally reaching her eyes. Donna grabbed her bust, pushing it together "my boobs are the size of two small whales" Harvey stared, trying to keep his expression blank as he ran his tongue over his now dry lips, a staggered breath escaping his mouth "my hips have widened so much they might as well be continents apart, and my ankles" she paused "have become one with my calves"

"Donna" he sighed, hoisting himself up, his hands brushing against the fabric of his Tom Ford suit "You look beautiful"

She turned to look in her full length mirror, her hands finding their way to her stomach, resting on the now prominent bump "Harvey, none of my dresses fit me, and the ones that do scream to the world that I'm with child." she pouted "I-I don't want to tell the world just yet."

He understood her reservations, after all, he had them himself. The moment they made their situation public beyond the two of them and Mike and Rachel, everything was going to change.

Or to put it simply- shit was going to hit the fan.

He looked down at her bump with a smile, her once toned stomach now slightly pronounced. "Do you want to go get some maternity clothes?"

"I'd rather just live in a pair of sweat pants but-" she nodded "yeah"

"Okay" he clapped his hands together, glad that they were finally making some sort of progress " go put on some goddamn clothes. As much as love the view, I'm not sure the public of New York would."

Donna smirked, regaining control on her emotions, her usual sass returning "Oh Harvey" she said with a wave of a hand "they would love it."

By the time the pair of them had raided all the best maternity boutiques' and designer stores in the City, there was very little point for either of them finishing their working day. But alas, Donna and Harvey found themselves exiting the elevator on to the 50th floor a little before 4pm, smiles plastered on their faces as they strutted alongside one another down the corridor, past scared associates and secretaries who recoiled in their seats at the very sight of them.

"Oh, well look who has finally decided to show their face." Harvey rolled his eyes as Louis dashed out of his office, hands placed firmly on his hips as he narrowed his eyes at the named partner. Donna stood beside Harvey silently, deciding to stand back and watch the exchange, tempted to quickly locate some popcorn before things got good.

"Louis." Harvey greeted with a curt nod, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "How are you on this fine day? Working hard?"

"Well unlike you, some of us actually care about this firm and are not treating it like a summer camp, so yeah Harvey, things are magnificent, no thanks to you of course."

"I'm sorry Louis, I don't think I heard you above all of my extra power." Harvey shook his head with an amused smile, knowing his was poking the bear with this one.

Louis puffed out his chest as he let out a huff, dragging his teeth over his bottom lip , his gaze moving away from the lawyer towards Donna, his expression instantly relaxing "Donna" he breathed, taking a step towards her as he inspected her appearance "You majestic butterfly, don't you look breath taking today."

She pursed her lips together, eyes widening as she smiled politely at him "Thanks Louis"

"Of course" he smiled, dismissing her thanks "You look ravishing, healthy!"

She narrowed her eyes, scared that Louis was about to embark on one of his compliment marathons where his intense observations may just unveil her little secret "Louis, will you be a doll and fetch me a bran muffin?"

He nodded enthusiastically "Will you then consider coming to the ballet with me next week?"

Harvey gave her a pointed look as he cocked his head to one side "Yeah Donna, will you?"

She rolled her eyes at Harvey, her expression lightening in a split second as she smiled at Louis "Sure."

Louis grinned, bounding down the corridor like an excited puppy as Donna turned towards Harvey, arching an eyebrow at the older man, not amused at the role he had just played in their exchange. "You do realize Louis just called me fat"

Pushing the door open to his office, Donna slipped in, taking a seat on the leather coach "No he didn't?"

"Err" she nodded "he did, he called me healthy."

"I'm pretty sure that's a compliment Donna."

"Oh honey" she laughed lightly "there is so much you do not know."

"remind me to enroll in 'alternative meanings according to Donna Paulsen 101' next semester" he rolled his eyes, opening his laptop up to check his emails, taking a seat.

The pair fell into a comfortable silence as Donna rearranged his schedule for the next couple of days on her phone, unable to muster up enough energy to drag her pregnant body to her cubicle.

"I've decided I'm going upstate this weekend" she announced, breaking the silence as he looked up from his computer screen.

"Oh yeah?"

She nodded, chewing the inside of her cheek nervously "to see my parents...to tell them" she finished, playing with the hem of her blouse.

"Oh" he replied casually, leaning back in his chair, not really knowing how to react. Harvey had spent the last few weeks subtly trying to convince Donna to at least break the news to her parents, knowing that the longer she kept them in the dark, the more questions they would have. Well, it's safe to say that they would already have enough questions due to their unusual situation, but there was no need to add more fuel to the fire. "Good."

"Good?" She folded her arms across her chest, unsatisfied with his response "is that all you have to say?"

He half shrugged, pushing his chair away from his desk as he walked around to her, towering over her unusually shorter figure, still finding it hard to adjust to Donna in smaller heels. "Yeah, it's good. I agree that it's not the right time to tell everyone, but you should definitely tell your mom and dad."

"They're going to freak the fuck out, you know that right?" she asked, wide eyed "they're going to freak out and then my dad is going to hunt you down and kill you for knocking up his daughter out of wedlock"

Harvey let out a nervous laugh, remembering just how intimidating Donna's dad could be "You're joking?" his tone hopeful as she shook her head

"You're a dead man."

"Fantastic" he muttered, loosening his tie.

"And that's why you're coming with me" she blurted out, taking a cautious step back.

His snapped towards her "What?" he waggled his finger at her "no...no, not going to happen Donna."

"Oh come on Harvey, you have to!"

"Nope! I'm not driving 4 hours upstate to have my ass handed to me by your dad. I'd rather go to the ballet with Louis"

"If you come, I'll let you feel my new boobs" she grinned, nodding her head as she indicated to a fuller bust.

"Really?" Harvey questioned skeptically, his curiosity peaked.

Donna rolled her eyes "No" she deadpanned. "Let me rephrase this for you." she cleared her throat, putting on her most innocent expression as the words firmly exited her lips "You're coming with me, end of discussion. You can bitch and whine all you want, but you will pick me up at 8am Saturday and you will be pleasant and charming. Oh and you will accept any shit my parents give you. Okay?"

Harvey nodded curtly, unable to argue with the feisty red head standing before him, his concentration firmly focused on resisting the urge to pull her into his arms, his mind on overdrive. The Harvey Specter six months ago would have felt a little sick knowing that present day Harvey had the hots for a pregnant woman, largely due to the fact that she was carrying a tiny human inside of her. He couldn't pinpoint what it was, but there was something about Donna, carrying his child, that had intensified his once dormant feelings, making it near impossible for his brain to function for too long without drifting off to thoughts of her.

He had quietly convinced himself that his distinct lack of extra curricular activities with the female gender over the last few months have led him to become nothing more than a pent up, sexually frustrated mess, but the small, rational part of his brain knew that this wouldn't be the case if he had continued living his Casanova lifestyle, instead of steering clear of the dating scene for...her.

If he had just continued with the life he knew, rather than biding his time, waiting for something that had no guarantee, waiting for something he didn't even know if he wanted, then maybe this wouldn't be such a crippling issue.

"Great!" she smirked, her shoulders falling in relief as she turned to exit the office "Oh, and let me do the talking, please."

"Yes ma'am."

Saturday rolled around quicker than either of them had expected, and after several attempts of trying to cancel her own trip, Donna found herself curled up under Harvey's jacket in the passenger side of the rental car, watching as the familiar surroundings passed them by. Harvey yawned as he reached for the Starbucks cup resting in the cup holder, taking a sip of the now cold coffee, his face scrunching up in disgust, earning a small laugh from Donna.

"What?" he pouted, taking his eyes off of the road for a split second to glance over at the red head

"Nothing" she smiled sweetly "You just look like a pug when you pull that face."

Harvey nodded taking her insult as a compliment "Utterly adorable? Why thanks Donna."

Rolling her eyes, she shifted in her seat anxiously as they pulled into her road, her house in sight "Whatever."

Harvey put the car into park and applied the hand brake, inhaling deeply as he exited the car, walking around towards the passenger's side to help Donna out. "Come on" he extended his arm out towards her as she remained buried under the jacket, her body frozen to the seat.

"I'm scared" she admitted, chewing her bottom lip.

"Come on Donna" he tried again, leaning over her to unbuckle her seat belt, the smell of his signature cologne overwhelming her senses, a involuntary shiver running down her spine at their proximity. She swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat as Harvey looked at her, his face inches from her, his warm breath fanning across her cheeks. "Hey" he prompted softly, giving her a pat on the knee "it's not as we're two 15 year olds breaking the news to your parents, we're adults, shit happens."

Donna squirmed, pushing him out of the car as she dragged herself out "did you just refer to our unborn child as 'shit happens'"

"You know what I mean."

Slamming the passenger door shut Harvey let out a long breath, glancing at Donna who was looking up at her childhood home, her body tensing. "So this is where you grew up aye?" He looked around, admiring the large brownstone house, surrounded by green landscapes.

She nodded proudly, linking her arm through his as they w1alked up the path together "Yep."

"It's nice."

"It's no penthouse condo overlooking Central Park, but it's home."

Harvey furrowed his eyebrows "So the City isn't home?"

"Oh it is" she assured "but there's just something about this place... it's comforting, it's safe, you know? It's where memories were made"

Harvey nodded, his hands wrapping themselves around his keys in his pocket, blindly clutching the key to his recent real estate purchase, his lips tugging up at the sides slightly.

"Mom! Dad!" Donna exclaimed as the front door shot open, the red head practically running into their embrace as Harvey watched from a distance, jealousy bubbling in the pit of his stomach at the exchange. An exchange that for him, was nothing more than a distant memory, a sense of belonging that was ripped away from him the day he caught his mother cheating on his dad.

Harvey took a step towards them as they broke apart, removing his hands from his pockets as he reintroduced himself to Donna's parents. "Harvey" Donna's mom Trish exclaimed, pulling him towards her. "What a surprise! You never told me Harvey was coming with you Donna" she added, looking over the lawyers shoulder towards her daughter, winking.

Donna rolled her eyes at her mother, knowing her thoughts on Harvey. She loved Harvey, probably more than she loved Donna, and the sheer mention of his name in the past practically had her picking out wedding invitations. "Surprise mom" she deadpanned, picking her overnight bag up off the floor.

"Specter" her dad greeted, shaking his hand.

"Mr. Paulsen" Harvey nodded in acknowledgement, smiling politely.

"Donald is fine."

"Donald" he corrected.

Donna showed Harvey towards her old bedroom, throwing there bags down on the bed as she turned to face the man "Remember" she said in a hushed tone "let me do all the talking."

"uhuh." Harvey said distractedly, looking around her room.

"What?"

Harvey shrugged "I was just hoping your room would be like the ones you see on TV, untouched since your teenage days. I wanted to see your teenage crushes on the lipstick stained posters dotted around your walls."

Donna laughed "I was a theatre geek remember, most of my posters were of shows or old Shakespearean actors, not the sort of things to get a teenage girl going..."

"Hmm, you never know, we've already established that you're a bit kinky..." he teased, looking smug.

"Errr" she cocked her head to the side slowly, narrowing her eyes at him "when did we establish that?"

"Okay, I established that. When you did that thing with..."

"Okay, okay!" she exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air "stop. Please."

"That's not what you were saying that time..." he mumbled, earning a slap across the forehead, as he winced in pain. "Worth it."

Harvey waited for Donna to make a move, biting his tongue through a long three course Dinner, conversation flowing freely as they talked about anything and everything besides the life changing news on the tip of their tongues. The four of them sat in the front room, nursing cups of coffee as they reminisced about Donna's childhood.

Donna tightened her grip as she held the mug between her two hands, the heat radiating off the ceramic into her skin, the burning sensation somewhat comforting. She shifted towards Harvey, their legs touching as she squeezed his hand, indicating that it was time. "M-Mom...dad" she stuttered, attracting her parents attention as they leant back into the sofa, looking at their daughter with expectant eyes. "I have something to tell you. "Harvey cleared his throat "We have something to tell you."

Donald and Trish exchanged looks before slowly moving their gaze back to the younger pair, Trish's eyes brightening as she jumped to conclusions, excitement bubbling. "Oh Donna!" she gushed, her legs jittering up and down "are you saying that you and Harvey are together...Finally!"

"What?" she asked confused, arching a perfectly groomed eyebrow, "No!" she exclaimed a little too loudly, head shaking "No..."

"Then what?" Donald interrupted, his eyes narrowing at Harvey.

"I-I... erm" she inhaled and exhaled deeply, the sound of her heart pounding at a million beats per minute deafening her "We..." Donna looked at Harvey, her eyes pleading for him to help, to be deliver the news that she was unable to formulate.

"Donna and I... we're pregnant. Well, she's pregnant, I'm the father" he rambled.

The pair waited with bated breaths for a reaction as her parents froze, their mouths agape, eyes wide.

"Donna" Harvey whispered in her ear "I think we broke your parents"

She let out a nervous laugh, her hand subconsciously working its way to her stomach as she placed it on the small bump, highlight what was previously covered by her loose plaid shirt.

"I'm sorry, what?" Donald was the first to speak up when he rediscovered the ability to speak convinced he hadn't heard right.

"I'm pregnant."

Running a hand over his face he let out a long breath, eyes flickering between Donna and Harvey. "How- how far along?"

"4 months."

"And we're just finding out about this now?! You didn't even tell us that you and Harvey were together, let alone thinking about children."

The red head gulped as she blindly searched for Harvey's hand beside her, squeezing it tightly as he ran his thumb over the back of her hand in random patterns "We're not together, dad."

This revelation broke Donna's moms trance, her jaw dropping further "I don't understand honey, so this was an unplanned pregnancy? the result of a drunken mistake?"

"Mom, dad" Donna stated firmly "Harvey and I both wanted a child, we're not getting any younger, and we don't have significant partners so we decided to have and raise a child together."

"That's the most absurd thing I've ever heard in my life!" Donald bellowed, jumping to his feet.

"No it's not dad. People have children out of wedlock all the time. It's the 21st century, not everyone can celebrate 40 years of marriage like you guys."

He shook his head "You're having a child with your boss Donna. You are his secretary. Do you know how that'll look? Do you know what people think about you?"

It was Donna's turn to let her jaw drop to the floor, rendered silent, offended at how narrow minded her dad seemed to be about the pregnancy. She pressed her lips together in a tight line as she tried to keep her composure, tears prickling her eyes.

"In all due respect Mr. Paulsen" Harvey stepped in, hoisting himself to his feet to look at the man dead in the eyes "I don't think you're being very fair. This isn't some rushed decision we made after consuming a cheap bottle of wine, we're serious about this." he looked back at the red head, giving her a reassuring smile.

"Together you work more hours in a week than the average person works in a month, how do you expect to raise a child?"

"My job is demanding, you're right, but I have no intention of neglecting our child in favor for the firm, nor will I expect Donna to pick up the slack and act as both mom and dad."

Harvey had all the right answers, but Donald wasn't convinced, his stern demeanour still apparent as he folded his arms across his chest.

"And just how are you going to raise this child? Why bring a child into an already broken family? Children need stability, not multiple homes..."

"Donna and I will make it work."

"Your lives revolve around winning and manipulating people for personal gain..." It was a poor attempt, a low blow, but Donald was running out of objections, his mind unable to comprehend the situation he had found himself in.

"Not to sound rude Donald, but what difference does this situation make against Donna being in a relationship with another man? Another lawyer, a doctor, or a detective for instance? I think there's more too it than that, I believe this is personal. So please, just say what you have to say, I'd rather address any concerns you have now so we can move past this, for everyone's sake."

Donald's face fell as Donna looked alarmed, her mouth opening in protest at Harvey's bold allegation, she knew she shouldn't have let him speak. "I've heard stories Specter, your life style choices don't scream commitment. You're all about work, about the money, about yourself."

Harvey closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he chose his words carefully, knowing that if the two of them were in private, he'd have no qualms about telling him just how he felt, but he had an audience, he had two generations of feisty red heads watching him intently, their emotions on the brink. But then again, he was Harvey Specter, and no one jumps to conclusions about Harvey Specter without knowing the facts. "Most of what you've probably heard about me is true but I resent the accusation that you think I'm not in this" he signalled between him and Donna. "Your daughter is probably...no actually she is the most important person in my life, I wouldn't think twice about giving up my career, or my money to protect her. Yes, I'm her boss, and people will talk" Harvey shrugged "but let them talk. I couldn't think of a more amazing woman to raise a child with, it's as simple as that. I'm not going to run away when things get tough Mr. and Mrs. Paulsen, you have my word."

Donna watched as her dads defensive stance crumbled before her eyes, his expression softening as he nodded in acceptance "Okay."

Harvey nodded, turning round to extend his hand out towards Donna, her perfectly manicured fingers wrapping themselves around his wrist as she lifted herself up, his arm automatically wrapping itself around her shoulders.

"Congratulations darling..." her mother stepped out from behind her dad, plastering her most convincing smile on her face, her eyes still showing her concern, but at least she was trying. "We are happy for you" she promised "It's, it's just a shock..."

Donna nodded understandingly, disappointment running through her veins as she looked at their strained expressions, unlike Donna, they couldn't act to save their lives. "I know" she mumbled "I'm sorry we didn't tell you sooner"

Donna sniffled as her dad strode towards her, taking her into his arms as he held her close, squeezing her against him as he whispered an apology into her hair. "You're going to make a wonderful mom" he grinned, his eyes glazing over with tears, the weight of the news taking over him emotions.

"Thanks dad"

"And you..." he turned towards Harvey "Welcome to the family." Harvey nodded, stuffing his hands in his jeans pockets "but if you hurt my daughter, or my grandchild, I will put my years of hunting experience to practice, got it?"

"Oh yes."

Donald winked. "I think we have a bottle of champagne somewhere, we should celebrate...One sip wont hurt you"

Donna shook her head, faking a yawn "We've had a long day dad, I think I'm just going to get an early night, we can celebrate tomorrow"

"Okay...well Harvey, the couch in the study is free if you need it, or whatever you guys want to do. Goodnight"

The pair said their 'goodnights', the tension still thick in the air as they hurriedly escaped to the confines of her room, thankful for the space.

Donna sighed as the door clicked shut behind them, backing herself towards the wall as she stared at her boss, a thousand questions running through her mind "Did you mean what you said?" she asked quietly, her curiosity eating her alive. Donna knew Harvey cared about her, she wasn't blind, but the extent of those feelings she couldn't figure out. Harvey had never been one to over do it on the compliments, in fact, the less you heard from him, the better... but that little stunt, that was new and interesting development.

Harvey shrugged, checking his phone "I don't lie Donna" he said passively, avoiding a direct answer. She nodded quietly, knowing that she should probably let the subject drop, but the butterflies dancing around in her stomach had other ideas.

She took a step towards him "would you really give up everything to protect me?"

He nodded, his attention still fixated on his phone screen "I told you, I don't want to find out what sort of person I'd be without you. I like having you around."

Donna remained silent as he placed his phone back on the nightstand, giving her a tight lipped smile as he announced he was going to take a shower, leaving her alone with her thoughts, in her old bedroom.

She ran her hands over her face as he turned the shower on, the sound of running water giving her the perfect opportunity to let out a frustrated cry, throwing her head back. "Fuck" she muttered, shaking her head as she tried to push the crazy feelings and thoughts out of her mind. "What the fuck?!" What was this baby doing to her?

Over the last few months, Donna had been on a constant emotional roller coaster, bouts of spontaneous crying and laughter becoming the norm for her, but recently all she felt was...frustration. The kind of frustration where the only outlet is ripping off someone's clothes and throwing them against the bed, where the only fight would be the fight for dominance. It had slowly become all consuming, inappropriate thoughts filling her brain whenever she saw a hot blooded man, or well...Harvey.

And after the speech he gave to her parents just now? She was goddamn surprised with herself that she didn't just jump him there and then and give her parents a demonstration of just how they got into this situation.

The strength of her urges scared her, her self restraint slowly failing as she found herself shamelessly picturing the two of them in compromising positions, her concentration practically non existent.

Letting out an exaggerated sigh, Donna grabbed a pair of pajamas pants, and a t-shirt, quickly discarding her jeans and shirt as she changed into something more comfortable, her body tensing at the sound of the shower shutting off. Her eyes searched aimlessly around the room, trying to find something to distract her mind, not wanting to look like a crazy person waiting for Harvey to exit the shower.

"I smell like you" he announced, referring to her signature strawberry and vanilla body wash she had been using for years as he exited the adjoining bathroom, towel wrapped around his hips, another in between his hands as his ruffled his hair dry.

"Mother fuc-" Donna muttered under her breath as she caught sight of him, his toned body right in her line of sight, her fingers itching by her side, desperate to run themselves over the grooves of his abs. He was going to kill her.

He shot her one of his famous smiles, completely unaware of the effect he was having on her as he made his way across the room, digging out a pair of boxers and a t-shirt from his overnight bag. Harvey turned around, bumping straight into Donna who was biting her lip harshly staring at him with a look he hadn't seen on her since, well... the other time.

"Donna..." Harvey said cautiously, her hand reaching out for him as he took a step backwards, ducking to avoid her touch, his stomach churning uneasily at the way she was looking at him. Her arm fell to her side as she pouted, her eyes fixated on his exposed torso glistening under the light. His heart was beating erratically against his chest as she slowly moved her gaze to meet his, a small, innocent, yet somewhat vulnerable smile playing on her lips, their eyes participating in a wordless conversation. He shook his head "Donna what are you? we can't..."

"Why? It's not like you're going to get me pregnant..." she attempted to joke, half shrugging.

"Because..." he started, prepared to list off the hundred reasons why they shouldn't, but he didn't want to. Placing a cautious hand on her waist, just in case she changed her mind, Harvey closed the gap between them, his other hand cupping her cheek, his thumb lightly grazing her skin. Donna placed her hands on Harvey's chest, as she smiled to herself, feeling his rapid heart beat under her touch. Slowly trailing the hand that was on her waist up her body, he slid his fingers smoothly through her hair, tucking a loose strand behind her ear, his eyes fixed on what he was doing.

Donna dragged her teeth roughly across her lip, his slow and deliberate movements acting as a form of torture as she almost quivered under his gaze.

"Harvey." she practically whimpered, eyes pleading.

With that, he crashed his lips hard against hers, his hand wrapping itself around the back of her neck, tangling in her hair. Donna whimpered against his lips as the kiss deepened exponentially in a matter of seconds. Her nails digging into his skin lightly as his moved to pull her closer, needing her as close as humanly possible. Harvey's hands came down to her stomach, pushing up the hem of her pajama shirt with the butts of his palms, his fingers dancing over her skin, leaving a trail of goose bumps in its presence.

"Wait, wait, wait" she muttered between kisses, attempting to detach herself from him, her chest heaving, "I'm sorry" her apology strained, the sensible part of her brain taking over as his hands dropped from her waist "I- that shouldn't have happened."

Harvey closed his eyes, shaking his head for a split second in disbelief before nodding in agreement, knowing that it would be easier for everyone involved to just go along with it. "Yeah" he breathed, unable to hide the disappointment in his voice.

"This goddamn baby has turned me into a horny teenager" she continued, trying to justify her actions.

"Shame you don't look like one" he joked, quickly taking the opportunity to change the subject before things turned awkward.

Donna gasped, hitting him on the arm playfully "I don't look a day over 19." she replied seriously, flicking her hair over her shoulders.

"Uhuh" he acknowledged, reentering the bathroom as threw on the shirt and boxers. Staring at his reflection in the mirror he frowned, letting out an exaggerated breath, turning on the cold tap as he splashed cold water over his face repeatedly, desperate to cool down, to clear his head.

Goddamn Donna messing with his head.

Grabbing a pillow and a blanket out of the cupboard in the corner of the room, Harvey picked up his phone from the nightstand "Goodnight" he smiled slightly, looking over his shoulder towards the red head, tucked up in bed, her eyes already fluttering shut.

"Where are you going?" she yawned, snuggling further into the mattress, sleep slowly consuming her.

"The couch"

"Oh" she mumbled, her lips pulling down into a slight frown "stay."

"Huh?" he replied not so eloquently, confused.

"Stay" she repeated a little more firmly, a hand slipping out of the covers, patting the unoccupied space beside her "please?" Harvey didn't reply "I promise I wont try and jump you."

Harvey pressed his tongue against his teeth as he wordlessly dropped the blanket to the floor, clutching the pillow in one hand as he placed it beside her, drawing back the covers, exposing her body before slipping in beside her. Donna shivered from the loss of warmth, a slight whimper escaping her lips, her eyes still closed as he pulled the covers up to their chins, her body subconsciously shifting towards him in search for warmth.

Pulling her towards him, he watched with a content smile as her body relaxed in his embrace, the sound of her soft snores filling the room within a matter of minutes. Closing his eyes, Harvey let his hand gently wander across her torso to her abdomen, resting on the ever-growing bump, ignoring the quiet voice inside his head telling him that this was something he could get used to this.

Well there you have it, chapter 12. Moving things swiftly along so I don't bore you with this story until the year 2017. You know what to do, read and review, show the love. Thanks for the reviews on the last chapter my lovely people, great motivation.

sorry for slow updates- i have so many near finished stories and one shots but so little time- uni sucks. bare with me!

Peace.