AN: Ok so the end is really nearing now. Which is why I have decided that after I post this, I get to watch 6.11. The line for the end is pretty much set so it won't do the story any harm. And it will do me a lot of good! haha

Two more chapters coming up, very soon! And then this story is done.

Hope you enjoy

The utter joy on his face, she wanted to burn that into her memory forever.

He had dragged her into the kitchen where they were alone and pulled her into a hug. She was a little taken aback, but she didn't have to wait long for an explanation.

"It's done." He pulled back to look into her eyes. "Mike, he's getting out."

The biggest smile spread out over Donna's face and Harvey could help but kiss her.

Life just couldn't get any better. Donna in his arms, Mike getting out, the world was finally right.

"Does Rachel know yet?"

"No, I go tell her in a moment."

"Can I do it?" Donna asked, she really wanted to bring her friend this great news.

"Yeah sure." Harvey said. 'Let's go celebrate tonight." Now that his worry about Mike had lifted all he wanted was to focus on Donna.

"First I need to take Rachel out for drinks."

Harvey looks disappointed. He wanted to celebrate with her, but she wanted to celebrate with Rachel?

"I promised her we would go out and order the biggest bottle of champagne, the moment we knew Mike was getting out." Donna explained, she could tell Harvey was disappointed but she had to keep her promise.

"You could come with us." She offered.

"No, that okay, I don't really need to be there for girls night."

"I'm sorry." Donna stroked his upper arm and kissed him. "I could come over to your place after?" She suggested.

So what was he supposed to do with his night now? He wandered around his apartment aimlessly. He could open that bottle of champagne in the fridge, but that would just be sad on his own.

He was a little frustrated with Donna. She chose Rachel over him. He knew it wasn't exactly like that, but it sure felt like it.

Was he angry with her? Then why did he still want nothing more than for her to come over? But she had made him feel rejected in the kitchen earlier today. But didn't he owe her a couple of rounds?

This was really not a good time to be alone. Even his excitement about Mike getting out seemed to diminish.

He poured a drink and slammed it back. Then he poured another. He brought it with him to the window and looked out over the city. All those bright lights, all those people out there. And somewhere among them was Donna, drinking champagne and having fun.

Then his phone bleeped.

-This isn't going to end well, this bottle is too big-

He couldn't help but smile, so they really had gone for the biggest bottle they could find.

-How many glasses have you had so far?- He returned

-Four, and I don't think we're even have way there.-

-Sounds like hard work-

-Five, think I'm getting tipsy.-

-Whahaha Rachel definitely is, you should see what she's doing-

-Tell me-

Nothing for a while. Even though the sound was on, he kept checking his phone every few minutes to make sure he hadn't missed a text.

-Seven, I am so coming over later-

-Can't wait-

So the alcohol was making her think of him, that was a good sign. Then he got an idea.

"Heeey" Donna let herself fall into him the second he opened the door. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his body and at the same time steadying her. She wasn't the most stable right now.

When she pulled away from his lips she realised something. There was something different.

"What's going on?" She asked.

She stepped further into the apartment, Harvey making sure she stayed upright.

The lighting was different. That was because the room was filled with dozens of candles, all burning warmly. The kitchen counter was filled with all kinds of finger foods. It smelled incredible.

"What is all this?" Donna had a little trouble comprehending.

"Well, I figured you might be hungry after all that drinking. And seeing as I still owe you a dinner, I figured this could be a first instalment." Harvey smiled, looking at her to see if she liked it.

She stepped closer to the counter and looked at the food, then her mouth fell open. "Are these the ones from, from… the place…you know the thingy..?"

Apparently alcohol was not doing her memory any favours.

"That Italian you liked, yes." He laughed.

"Harvey this is amazing!" She kissed him once more, then dived into the food.

This was the perfect end to this evening, Donna thought. She was snuggled up into Harvey's side, her feet pulled up under her body. Her Louboutins lying somewhere in a corner, long forgotten. She was nibbling of a spicy tomato chilli bite. Harvey was stroking her hip.

She put the last piece in her mouth and offered her thumb, which had some of the sauce still on it, to Harvey. He eagerly sucked it into his mouth. When she tried to pull her thumb back, he lightly bit it, refusing to let it go. He only relinquished it when she offered her lips in return. She caressed his jawline, loving how strong it felt underneath her fingers.

She broke the kiss and looked up into his eyes.

"Well, I've been watered, I've been fed, guess you'd better take me to bed now." She smiled.

Harvey kissed her deeply.

"Gladly" He whispered against her lips and he lifted her up of the couch.