A/N: Thanks everyone for the reviews! I'm glad you all enjoyed that conversation between Donna & Rachel; it was hilarious to write. At Kathi H.. the baby will of course be discussed more in future chapters :) It has taken a bit longer to update, because I'm very busy with university again which limits my time to write. Anyway, here's the next chapter. I hope you like it. Happy Halloween and maybe leave a review?
Chapter 25 - Clueless
Harvey watched Rachel enter his office, a big smile on her face. He wondered if she was about to jump on her place and clap too, but that didn't happen. Thankfully. "What are you smiling about?" he asked, faking annoyance, "didn't I give you enough to work on?"
Rachel just smirked and shook her head, she knew exactly what he was doing. "You told her you loved her," Rachel chirped, letting her hands rest on the chair in front of Harvey's desk. A big smile on her face. "I did," Harvey confirmed.
"Good," Rachel replied simply, happy for her best friend. "Good?" Harvey echoed, not sure why Rachel responded this way. He had expected her to be more excited. "Yeah," Rachel replied, "I mean we all knew it…so I'm glad you were finally able to say it."
"Did Donna put you up to this?" he asked as he recognized the words she used, angling his head a bit to the right, looking at Donna who just smirked at him. Her eyebrows and shoulders raised as if she had no idea what he was referring to.
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Around lunch time Harvey looked up from his desk, but he didn't see the redhead outside his office. He frowned and got out of his chair as he walked over to her desk. He hadn't really spoken to her all day, well that was a lie. He hadn't really touched or kissed her today and it had now come to the point that he just needed to see her in order for him to focus on anything else for the rest of the day.
His feet dragged him towards the partners kitchen, but he spotted her in his mentors office immediately. He lowered his pace, deciding if he should or shouldn't enter. But he decided on the first, he just had to see her. "Harvey," Jessica greeted him.
"Ladies," he replied to both of them, letting his left hand rest on Donna's back as he stopped next to her. "What did I miss?" he asked as both of the women had stopped talking the second he had entered the office of the managing partner.
"Nothing," Donna replied a secretive tone in her voice, causing Harvey to question the expressing on her face, but when he came up blank he just looked at the other woman in the room. "Jessica?" he asked then. Jessica just smiled at him, noticing how close they were standing. "Nothing," she mimicked Donna's words, "I just needed Donna's opinion for something," she added, but it didn't clarify much.
"Fine," he mumbled, "if you'll excuse us Jessica. I need Donna for something," he told the managing partner as he turned around and left the office. Donna just stared at Jessica, her mouth slightly apart. "I'm sorry," she mumbled, "apparently I'm needed elsewhere," she added pointing to Harvey outside.
"He really can't function without you," Jessica commented shaking her head, making Donna laugh before she stepped out of the office too. "I heard that," Harvey shot back, before he directed Donna towards the partners kitchen.
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"What did you need me for?" she asked leaning against the counter to reach for two cups from one of the top cabinets. Making both of them a drink. "Nothing," Harvey mumbled in the same tone she had done before as he stepped behind her. His hands on her waist, his lips in her neck. "I just wanted to do this," he whispered placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth.
She smiled, but playfully slapped him on his chest while turning to face him. "Harvey -," she tried but he kissed her. She pulled away not short after, she didn't say anything but gave him a warning look. "So," Harvey mumbled letting her go reluctantly, "what was all that with Jessica about?"
"Ooh nothing really," she smiled. He raised his eyebrows, still questioning her answer. "You're far to chirpy for it to be nothing," he commented. "Really Harvey it's no big deal. Jessica asks me every year and I'm happy to organize it."
Harvey still didn't know what she's talking about, there was more than one firm wide event Donna organized or helped organize on a yearly basis. But when his eyes caught the calendar on the opposing wall a light bulb went on in his head. It was October. Which meant Halloween, only Donna's favourite holiday.
"Okay," he decided then; he knew enough and Halloween wasn't really his cup of tea any way. "So what do you want to do tonight?" he asked, changing the subject. "Well, actually," Donna mumbled, looking at him, "Rachel is coming over for wedding planning stuff."
"Didn't you two do that last Sunday?" he asked, a frown on his face. "In light of recent events that topic hasn't been discussed yet," she told him, a devilish grin on her face. "What on earth did you spend the entire day talking about?" he asked. "I only said good things about you," she whispered placing a kiss on his cheek, before she walked out of the partners kitchen.
"Ooh, God," he shot back, "I don't even want to know."
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A week later Donna was already halfway with the planning of this year's Halloween party at Pearson Specter Litt. Something that required her to leave her desk more often than she usually would, meaning she hadn't spent much time with Harvey in the past days. When Donna walked back towards her desk, a smile appeared on her face as she spotted Harvey sitting in her chair.
"What are you doing?" she asked him, her eyebrows raised as she turned to the right and entered his office. "Waiting for you," he replied leaning back in her chair. Turning towards his office to just watch her. "Ooh in that case," she continued as she placed the files on his desk before sitting down in his chair. A big smirk on her face as she demonstratively sat down in his desk chair, before she pressed the button of the intercom.
"Could you get me a cup of tea?" she asked letting her feet rest on his desk. "And why don't you get yourself something too." Harvey laughed, shaking his head. "I never ask you for those kind of things," he argued over the intercom. "That's because I anticipate your needs, I'm Donna," she shot back, "but please you would practically call me in to hand you stapler from your desk."
"I do not," he argued, getting out of her chair and walking towards the partners kitchen without saying anything further knowing he would lose this argument anyway. Donna smiled, knowing that he was on his way to get her a cup of tea.
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Harvey entered his office again, two cups of tea in his hand. One for her and one for him. He walked over to his desk and leaned against it as he handed her the cup, her fingers scraping his as she took it in her hands. Harvey smiled leaning forward a sparkle in his eye she couldn't stop looking at.
"Uhm," Louis coughed as he felt like he was walking into something, "I'm sorry to interrupt," he mumbled. The sound of the cough making Donna immediately turn her head around, "you didn't," she answered just like she would have done all those other years.
Harvey on the other hand sat back up slowly letting out a sigh before he faced the other lawyer. "What do you want Louis?" he asked annoyed. "I uhm, I was wondering if I could borrow Rachel for a case?" Louis asked. "Yeah sure," Harvey answered now standing behind his own desk chair. The one Donna was still sitting in, his fingers in her neck just out of Louis' sight.
Donna let out a breath as the other lawyer had left. Her fingers finding his as she turned around his chair again to face him. "That was close," she whispered. "That was nothing," Harvey whispered leaning towards her again his lips almost touching hers, "imagine him seeing this," he whispered before he quickly placed a kiss on her lips before pulling back immediately.
Taking a sip from his tea, a big grin on his face as he took in the look on Donna's. Her lips still slightly parted, her eyes still closed. "We can't do this Harvey," she whispered then looking at him. "I mean sneaking around at the firm. We should control ourselves," she reasoned.
"Donna, you've driven me insane for over a decade not being able to touch or kiss you. I'm not going to give that up now," he argued. Donna let out a sigh before she looked up at him again. "In that case we should tell them… about us," she concluded, "I mean Rachel and Mike already know, so there's only Jessica and Louis left anyway."
"We're not telling Louis though," he argued. "Harvey," Donna countered, "yes we are. If we're telling Jessica, we have to tell Louis too."
"Fine, but I'm not doing it," he continued. "Ooh, you're such a wuss," she said getting out of his chair walking away. "I'm not," he mumbled walking after her, "where are you going?" he whispered catching up next to her.
"Telling Louis," she smiled, "and you're going to tell Jessica. Now."
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A couple of hours later Louis walked in the direction of Harvey's office, looking for Donna. But when he didn't see her at her cubicle he entered his fellow name partner's office. "Louis," Harvey greeted the man as Donna turned around to look at the other lawyer.
"Harvey," he replied briefly looking at the other lawyer before he looked at the redhead again, "I was actually looking for Donna," he explained pointing at her. "I heard you wanted to see me?" he asked. "Uhm, yes," she mumbled back, getting out of the chair and walking over to him. "I need to tell you something," she explained.
"Okay," Louis answered intrigued, "but before you do. I have to ask… Have you been doing yoga again?" Donna's mouth dropped a little, she could feel her cheeks starting to blush. "Uhm," she mumbled, "what do you mean Louis?" she tried.
"I mean you're practically glowing," he exclaimed taking in her beauty. "I have to know the secret, it's the gym right. You have to let me join some time." Harvey tried to hold his laugh at how the entire scene in front of him played out as he got out of his chair and walked over to the others. He stopped next to Donna, but she still didn't want to tell Louis what the real meaning behind yoga is.
"I'm sorry Louis, it's just really exclusive," she improvised. "Donna, come on," the lawyer whined, "I mean we've known each other for over twelve years now. Surely you could vouch for me?" he asked. Donna swallowed and looked at Harvey for help, but he was just smiling at Louis as he knew what was going on.
To tease her some more he let his hand rest on her butt and Donna discreetly tried to remove it. "Louis, just so you know yoga is a code name for sex," he told the other lawyer, Donna's fighting his fingers behind her back.
Louis just let out a laugh, feeling a bit uncomfortable at hearing Harvey's words. "Yeah and how do you know that," he made the mistake to comment. "I happen to know the instructor," Harvey gloated, a smirk on his face. His comment leaving Donna speechless.
Louis now only spotted how the back of their hands are touching in between them, how their fingers were intertwined. "OMG," he mumbled taking a step back, "I need a day," he continued walking out of Harvey's office. "Well that was fun," Harvey smirked, pulling her closer, but she shook her head.
"Louis," she called out increasing her step to catch up with the man.
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Donna crawled onto the couch next to Harvey, a small box in her hand. "I think we might have ruined him," she whispered, making Harvey laugh. "Did he need more than a day?" he joked, wrapping his arm around her shoulder. She sighed, turning a bit towards him. "Harvey that's not funny," she sighed. "I mean I just told him about us … what will happen when he finds out about this," she continued handing him the box.
Harvey raised his eyebrows. "What's this?" he asked. Donna smiled, giving him a kiss on his cheek. "I mean we already knew, but I thought you might want to see it anyway." He slowly lifted the lid from the box, a smile forming on his face when he spotted the pregnancy test in it.
"Make it a bit more real," she whispered, knowing that until know he just had to believe her on her word. He turned to face her, tears from happiness forming in his eyes. "I love you," he mumbled before he kissed her.
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The next weekend Donna convinced Harvey to go to a pumpkin patch just out of the city. He couldn't even remember the last time he had been to such a site. He must still have been a kid. "Ooh, it will be fun," she had said and he tried to believe her, but walking around on a field just wasn't his kind of thing. "Why are we doing this again?" he asked her as she kept saying no to all the pumpkins he pointed at.
"Because I love Halloween and.." she paused for a second as she turned towards him, letting her hands rest on his chest "... And you love me," she whispered. "I do," he answered giving her a kiss. "But why are you so particular about the pumpkin we pick?" he asked sincerely. It were pumpkins after all.
"Because it's our first holiday as a couple," she reasoned, "and I want it to be perfect. Besides we're not just getting one pumpkin," she continued as she reached for his hand and dragged him along the field. "We need one for you and one for me."
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"So are you sure you want these two?" Harvey asked as he pointed at the two pumpkins in front of them. "I don't know," she mumbled ashamed. It was the fifth combination of pumpkins she had picked out and she was pretty sure Harvey was about to lose his patience. "Why don't you pick them?" she offered in the end.
Harvey sighed. "Fine," he whined, "we'll take that one and this one," he continued as he picked them up and started walking towards the car. Donna couldn't help but wonder how quick he could make such a decision. "Why these two?" she asked curiously.
"Because this one is bright orange and reminds me of you, and …" he paused as he looked around the field. "And we need that one to he said as he pointed to a small one with his foot." Donna picked up the smaller example, a smile growing on her face as she knew why he picked a third one. "For our little pumpkin," he added, making Donna's heart melt.
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*October 31st*
"What are you chirping about?" he asked walking towards her. Letting his hands rest on her hips. "Ooh wait let me guess... Me?" he gloated. "The party," she replied with a smile, "but I'm also happy about you."
"Ooh no.. Halloween?" He asked already knowing the answer. "Yes, and I have the perfect costumes for us," she continued. Stepping on her toes to kiss him. "Wait us?" he replied pushing her back a little, "Donna I don't – "
"Yes you do!" she argued, looking all serious. "We will celebrate Halloween together just like twelve years ago."
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He watched her enter his office, she seemed even more happy than usual. Her smile still making his knees week. "What's going on?" he asked her. "What do you mean?" she returned the question handing him some files.
He smiled taking the files over from her, his fingers scraping by her hand as he reached for her wrist, pulling her a bit closer. "You have this look on your face," he mumbled, not willing to admit he had secretly studied her expressions this past month. "You look really happy. Who's the lucky guy?" he teased her.
She laughed off his comment. "It's Halloween, Harvey," she had told him, "we're having a party at the office tonight. You should join." He raised his shoulders. "I don't know, Donna," he mumbled, "Halloween isn't really –"
"Aaaw, come on, Specter," she whined. "It will be fun. I promise," she smiled at him. "Okay," he smiled watching her walk back to her desk. "Ooh, Harvey," she said as she stopped in the doorway, turning around, "give me your address and I'll send over a costume."
"A what?" he mumbled looking at her confused. "A costume," she repeated rolling her eyes, "one that you will wear when I see you tonight."
He had stepped into the office that evening in a black leather batman costume. He wondered how a woman he had only met a month ago could already have him wind around her little finger. To the point that he actually went somewhere dressed up. He scanned the room, looking for the particular woman in question. But all he saw was Cameron Dennis running around dressed as a cowboy. "OMG," he mumbled out loud, wishing he'd be able to forget that image soon.
"You looking for me, Batman?" he heard her say as she held her hands in front of his eyes. "Donna," he greeted her, a smile forming on his lips. He was more than curious about her costume. "No," she replied removing her hands, "I'm not Donna tonight," she flirted walking around to face him.
Harvey swallowed taking in her figure, the black spandex body suit showing more of her body he had ever seen before, but only making him crave her even more. "Cat woman," he replied, trying to hide how turned on the pure sight of her was making him right now.
She reached for his hand and dragged him towards the dance floor. "Drinks?" Harvey suggested instead, dancing with her would only increase the current problem. "Sure," she whispered walking so closely besides him towards the table that he could feel the tears in the fabric of her pants. Showing just little pieces of her skin. He had to restrain himself form hooking his fingers between these tears, just to feel the skin of her thighs.
The zipper of her body suit opened even more when she bent forward to reach for the cups, and he was pretty sure his tongue was hanging out of his mouth now that she was standing on the opposite side of the table. Giving him a more than generous view of her cleavage. He was also pretty sure she was doing it on purpose, just to tease or test him. Something that was clearly working as he could feel his leather pants getting tighter by the minute.
His eyes followed her every move as she danced. How her hips were swaying on the rhythm of the music, her arms in the air. He wished it wasn't an office party or he would have danced with her, maybe because he wasn't that much of a dancer but for her he would have made an exception. He watched her dance some more, downing a glass of scotch himself every time some guy from the office came near her. He smiled as he noticed how she had all sent them away. One after the other. Every single time. She just danced alone, as if she was doing it on purpose. As if she was purely dancing for him and at the end of the night she had.
They were the only two left in the room, but it didn't change the way it made him feel. She had, albeit the short time they knew each other, always made him feel as if it was just the two of them. She walked up to him and reached for his hand. Pulled him towards her on the dancefloor. "There's no one watching," she whispered, "so if you've been avoiding the dancefloor because you can't dance… it doesn't matter anymore. There will be no one to judge."
"Ooh, I can dance," he had said cockily, the alcohol to blame. A smirk on his face. "Dance with me tonight, batman," she whispered, stepping closer, "just this last song." He wrapped his arms around her waist, her arms falling around his neck. They slowly moved over the dancefloor. No weird or overly seductive moves, just the two of them swaying on the music.
The song ended as his hands moved towards her hips, not wanting to let go just yet. Her fingers lingered on his cheeks as she removed his mask. "Thank you," she whispered placing a kiss on his cheek. "For what?" he had asked. "For celebrating Halloween with me."
"Always," he had mumbled so softly she didn't hear it, but they never did again. The next Halloween being just three months after the other time.
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Harvey thought about that party she mentioned. It had been within the first months he started working at the D.A.'s office and he had no idea that when Donna asked him to come it was going to be this big. That she had been the one organizing it all. "Please tell me you still have that cat woman costume," he answered then.
Donna laughed at the sudden glistering in his eyes. "Maybe," she teased him pushing him onto the bed, stepping in between his legs. "Maybe," she whispered, "that's your outfit by the way," she added pointing at the clothes on the bed.
Harvey let his hands run up and down her back. "Can't I just go as a lawyer?" he asked, looking over his shoulder to the clothes, but they didn't give him any clue as to what he was supposed to be. "If it is any consolation, you actually are going as one," she told him reaching for the cap and placing it backwards on his head.
"Please tell me you aren't dying your hair brown," he answered a worried look on his face. Donna took a step back confused. "What? Why would I do that?" she asked him. "Well obviously your dressing me up as Mike with these baggy pants and shirt, which means you are going as Rachel, but just so you know. He isn't really a lawyer."
"OMG," she screamed out laughing. Tears running down her face as she couldn't control her giggles caused by what Harvey thought his costume was. "OMG."
"What?" he asked confused, reaching for her hand again, making her sit on his lap. "What kind of costume is this supposed to be then?" She wrapped her arms around him. "For once Harvey Specter doesn't have a clue," she whispered in his ear. "Just put it on," she told him, placing a kiss on his cheek before leaving him alone in his bedroom.
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"You ready?" she asked him, peaking her head out of the bathroom. "Yeah," he mumbled looking down at his outfit. "But seriously, Donna. What is this for t-shirt?" he asked tugging the edge of his white 'Amnesty International' shirt.
"Harv, it's your outfit," she argued, "You'll understand when you see mine," she told him walking towards him. He took in her black pumps and white socks that reached over her knees. Topped off with a yellow plaid mini skirt and jacket paired with a what he hoped to be a blonde wig.
A smile growing on his face as he realised who they were now. "You could have just told me if you're into greasy hair and baggy pants," he teased her, "then I wouldn't have put on a three piece suit every day."
"As if," she replied in her best Alicia Silverstone impersonation. A smile growing on her face as he held her in his arms. "But you can expect me to swoon," she added before she kissed him, "you can always make me swoon."