AN: Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

"No Harvey she doesn't like the peas remember." Donna said as she rocked the cart back and forth, trying to keep Hannah from swatting one of the many glass jars off the shelf.

"What are you talking about she loves them, ate the entire jar last week." He huffed, putting the jar back into its spot on the shelf.

"Well apparently, she doesn't like them anymore. Girl changes her mind like that, I can't even keep up with what she likes and dislikes anymore." Donna laughed focusing her attention on Hannah, making animated expressions causing the child to laugh.

"Gee wonder where she gets that from." Harvey muttered teasingly under his breath.

"What was that?" she asked even though they both know she heard him. He shot her a wink and continued to pull various jars off the shelf.

"What do you think of this sprinkle?" he asked opening a jar and letting Hannah smell it.

"Harvey!" Donna screeched. "You aren't allowed to do that!"

"What?" he scoffed letting Hannah smell another jar after she made a face at the first one, "we're gunna buy it."

"Just get the pears, she ate those this morning and loved it. We have a lot to do." She chirped grabbing the jars from his hand and putting them in the cart. She started to push it down the aisle when Harvey's hands appeared beside hers on the handle, effectively trapping her between his strong chest and the cart. Just his proximity made her heart race. He gingerly placed his lips to the back of her neck exposed by her high bun. "Harvey…" his name was a plead and a warning all in one.

"I can't help it if my wife is incredibly sexy." He whispered huskily in her ear and she felt her knees go weak.

"Later." She breathed as he continued his mantra of kisses.

"I'm gunna hold you to that." She could practically hear his smirk in his words. Shaking her head, she tried to push the cart forward but her legs still felt like jello. If Harvey noticed the effect he had on her, and he probably did, he didn't say anything. Just took over her spot and struck up a conversation with Hannah as they continued to shop for groceries. Watching the two of them Donna couldn't believe her incredible luck that this is how she was going to spend the rest of her life. Harvey and Hannah by her side, she couldn't ask for anything better.

"Hey babe are we out of milk." Harvey's voice pulled her from her thoughts and she didn't even realize they were standing in the dairy section.

"How should I know?" Donna shrugged.

"Well you made the coffees today." He reminded.

"Oh then maybe, I don't remember." Donna really tried but for the life of her she couldn't remember if she used all the milk of not. God, I've just been so tired lately.

"If you use it all then you're supposed to put it on the list." He teasingly scolded while reaching into the cooler to grab a jug of milk.

"Okay then where is the list maybe I did." Donna looked smug as she crossed her arms. She couldn't remember if she wrote on the list but she clear as day remembers seeing it on the counter this morning. Harvey put his hands in his pockets before looking up at her with a sheepish grin. Donna's smile only widened.

"What good is the list if you don't even bring it do the store." She poked, it was almost too easy.

"Niece!" Hannah screeched interrupting the two adults. They turned to each other confused but Hannah stared at something off to her left. Donna followed her gaze and let out a gasp. It was the woman from the zoo. Donna began forcefully swatting Harvey on the arm to get his attention when the woman started heading their way. She got a few feet away from them but only payed attention to Hannah.

"Hi baby girl." The woman cooed softly and Donna instinctively stepped closer to the child, shielding her from the woman's view. As did Harvey. Hannah kept calling for 'niece' whatever that meant. The woman's eye fell to Donna's left hand, wrapped defensively across her body. "I see you took my advice, Central Park is just gorgeous this time of year, isn't it?" Donna's blood ran cold, how did she know when and where they got married. She seemed genuinely happy about the marriage and Donna couldn't figure out why a stranger cared so much about her family. It was unsettling. "I'm glad you are guys are doing well. Donna, Harvey, Hannah." She nodded to each of them before briskly walking away, leaving Harvey and Donna stunned speechless in the middle of the grocery store. Donna's skin was crawling as she swept Hannah up and held her tight against her body, Harvey wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her into his chest. Donna was visibly shaking; this woman knew too much and she felt physically sick. Almost as if he could read her thoughts he pulled her in closer and placed a kiss to her temple.

"I promise I'll never let anything happen to you." He whispered confidently. She wasn't sure if his words were aimed at Hannah or herself but they were calming nonetheless.

Donna felt a soothing hand run up and down her back as her hair was pulled away from her face. She turned and smiled weakly at her husband before resting her forehead against her arm that was slung across the toilet seat. Clad in only his old Harvard t-shirt her bare legs froze against the cool tile of the bathroom floor.

"Donna you really should go to the doctor," his voice was full of concern and it made her heart ache, "I'm starting to think this isn't the flu and I want you to get better." He continued soothing her back and placed light little kisses to the top of her head, then her temple before finally her cheek.

"I'll call today and see when they can take me." She agreed, slowly rising off the floor. Harvey found her elbow and eased her up. He poured her a little cup of mouthwash as she wet her toothbrush and applied the toothpaste. She watched him in the mirror with a smile as he fluttered around the bathroom and their room getting ready for work. Not one hair was out of place and Donna wanted so bad to run her fingers through it and mess it up. While suit and tie professional Harvey was incredibly sexy Donna loved the Harvey that just woke up, the weekend Harvey that wore jeans and a shirt, the Harvey that let his hair do whatever it wanted to, giving Donna free reign to touch it as she pleases.

Her mouth still full of toothpaste, he gave her a kiss on the cheek before prancing off to get Hannah ready for daycare. Donna finished up her morning routine before joining her family in the back of Ray's car, ready to start their days.

"Hi, when is your next available appointment?" Donna asked as she tapped her pen against the large stack of folders piling up on her desk. The receptionist on the other side rattled a whole list of dates but they weren't for another two weeks. She winced, this stomach thing didn't seem like it was going away and she really wanted to see someone sooner rather than later. Rachel walked in holding their salads and took a seat at the white chair in front of Donna. She held up a finger to say she would only be a moment. Rachel nodded and started pouring the dressing on their lunches.

"Is there any way I can get in this week? I've been having this stomach issue that won't go away." As she said that she caught whiff of Rachel's vinaigrette and almost gagged as her stomach rolled. "I'd really appreciate it." She said on a shaky breath. She heard keyboard clicks and the other woman found an opening for her, Donna was overjoyed, she wanted this sickness done with as soon as possible.

"Thursday? That's perfect thank you!" she said scribbling down the date and time on a post it note. "Yes and my name is Donna Paulsen-Specter." She smiled, she loved adding the Specter onto her name. She hung up the phone and reached for her salad, this time she did gag as the smell of the dressing was stronger up close. She quickly tried to hide it behind a smile but Rachel knew better.

"What's wrong?" she asked with a mouth full of lettuce.

"I still have that stomach bug and I don't know the smell of the dressing is making me feel sick." She said poking her fork around her salad, suddenly not very hungry anymore.

"Geeze are you pregnant." Rachel snorted reaching for her bottle of water and twisting the top off. Donna froze and her fork fell against her desk and onto the floor. She counted in her head, trying to remember the last time she had her period. She couldn't. Rachel looked back up. Her eyes growing comically wide at Donna's stunned expression. "Oh my god, are you?!"

"I- I don't… I don't know." Donna stuttered. If she was pregnant that would all make so much sense. The throwing up, her fatigue, the aversion to vanilla and now apparently vinaigrette, her wedding dress not fitting. She was pregnant. She looked back to Rachel, still not sure how to formulate words. "I think I might be…" she finally choked out.

"Okay lets think," Rachel said pushing their salads to the side, and thankfully far away from Donna, "When was your last period?" Donna tried to count the days in her head but months seemed to jumble together.

"I honestly don't remember. Between Hannah and the wedding and moving in with Harvey I guess I lost track. Oh my god Rachel what if I am pregnant! I've been drinking, oh my god what if I just ruined my baby's life? What kind of a mother am I that I didn't notice I haven't had my period in months-" her nervous rambling was cut off by Rachel putting her hands on her shoulders.

"Hey, hey, stop. You didn't know, you weren't actively trying to get pregnant so you had no reason to think the signs were anything more than the flu. I will run to the store and get you a test so you can know for sure." Rachel offered and Donna wanted to cry at how thoughtful her friend was. She pulled her into a hug and whispered her thanks.

'Meet me in the bathroom' was all her text said 30 minutes later. Donna walked quickly down the halls of the firm, not wanting to get stuck chatting with someone before she had to take arguably the most important test of her life. As soon as Donna walked through the door Rachel quickly locked it behind her. On the counter she found two large bottles of water and five different brands of pregnancy tests.

"Is all this really necessary?" Donna chuckled as she examined all the boxes.

"You might be growing my niece or nephew in there I don't want to take any chances, drink!" she said forcibly, thrusting a water bottle into her hands. Donna drank almost half of it before she had to pee. She followed the instructions on each box and set the tests on a paper towel on the counter. Rachel set timers on her phone and Donna paced the bathroom nervously. What if I am pregnant? I didn't picture having another baby this soon but at least they'll be close with Hannah, hopefully. I hope they're okay, I didn't drink excessively but I did have a few glasses of wine. Is now really the best time to have another baby? Well I guess there never really is a good time to have a baby. Of course I want a baby but I've only ever thought about it as a hypothetical. Now there's a possibility that it's actually happening. What if it's too soon? What if Hannah and a newborn is too much to handle? What if-

"It's time."

Donna cautiously walked over to the sink before shaking her head and walking away, "I can't, I can't you tell me I can't look at it." Rachel walked over to the row of tests and picked up the first one, then she looked over the other four. Her expression was blank and unreadable, it terrified Donna.

"It's negative."

"What!" she gapped.

"It's negative." She said again softer.

"Oh" Donna whispered. Negative. She felt like the wind had been knocked out of her. "Oh" she breathed again, backing up towards the ottoman against the wall. Negative. There was a long pause as Donna looked around the room. It's going to be okay. "Well there you go… phew" she slowly sank down onto the furniture. Negative. The word buzzed around her head. She took a few deep breaths in and out, trying to calm her racing pulse. "That is great- that is really great, great, news" she tried to reassure herself, this was such a big decision, one that required thoughtful and meretricious planning. I wasn't even ready for a baby so I guess this is a good thing… right? "Because you know the whole 'not being ready and surprise' aspect and all that stuff" she wrung her hands together, trying to process all the emotions swirling through her head. "Wow this was so just the way it was supposed to be." Her voice broke and she felt her chest tighten the way it did when she got the call from the daycare that day about Hannah. She took a few shallow breaths, just because I'm not pregnant now doesn't mean I never will be.

"Then great." Rachel said quietly, she felt the sofa dip next to her and Rachel handed her a tissue. She pressed it to the corner of her eye where tears began to form.

"Its- god it's so stupid" the tears began to fall as she looked straight ahead at the door. Negative. "How can I be upset over something I never had." She wiped away the tears, letting the tissue fall into her lap. I'm over 40, most women aren't wanting to get pregnant this late. What if this was my only shot… She wanted to crawl into bed, pull the covers up over her head and cry over the child that almost was. "Its negative?!" she asked again, still in disbelief.

"No its positive"

"What!" she squeaked.

"It's not negative its positive" Rachel said a small smile creeping up on her face.

"Are you sure?" Donna brought a shaky hand up to her mouth, a soft sob still shook in her shoulders. She held her breath waiting for the answer, not wanting to let herself feel hope until she knew it was a sure thing.

"Well yeah I lied before!" Rachel said handing her the stick. Donna let out a breathy laugh, grabbing it forcefully from her hands so she could see for herself. There it was, clear as day, pregnant. "Now you know how you really feel about it!"

"Oh that's a risky little game." She laughed through her tears. "I'm gunna have a baby." She whispered to herself, staring at the test in her hand, running her thumb over the screen confirming everything she's ever wanted. "I'm gunna have a baby." She said again a little louder, realization setting in as a smile widened across her face. "I'm gunna have a baby!" she shouted excitedly, jumping up from the seat. Rachel jumped up too immediately pulling her into a hug, both women had happy tears falling down their faces.

"How are you going to tell Harvey?" she asked eagerly when they pulled away. Oh my god Harvey…

AN: Yay the two things everyone has been asking for, Donna finally taking a pregnancy test and to hear from the mystery woman again. I hope you liked it, please review! Also can you guess where the last scene came from ;)