The cab ride to Donna's apartment building was both mind numbingly slow and over within a second all at the same time. During the entire trip, Harvey imagines all the what ifs of approaching her door. What if Thomas is the one who answers? What if Donna isn't there? What if she answers and slams the door in his face? His mind just keeps coming up more and more scenarios. Some more ridiculous than others (Why the hell did Stephen open her door?).

By the time the cab approached the apartment building, Harvey was fairly mentally exhausted so he ended up giving the cab driver a $100 bill for a $20 dollar ride. But did he care? Nope not one bit. Thankfully one of the residents was leaving just as he arrived at the main door so he didn't have to get buzzed in. He walked quickly (not quite running, but an outsider might think Harvey was racewalking) to the elevator bay. Unfortunately, one elevator was down for maintenance and the other was at the top floor. Harvey hit the "up" button several times, clearly agitated.

"C'mon, c'mon." Harvey said under his breath, trying to will the elevator to start heading down to the ground floor. The numbers do start to move, showing that the elevator was indeed making its way down, but then it stops on 4.

"C'mon, c'mon." What Harvey hoped to be a momentary pause on that floor seems to be taking forever. He can't take the waiting anymore and sees the stairwell opposite the elevator bay. While he is not a fan of walking up 12 flights of stairs, he knows he must get to Donna. Donna, Donna, Donna is all that is going on in his mind as he starts to make the trip up. Unfortunately for Harvey, if he had just waited another 15 seconds, he would have seen the elevator start making its ways down again and ultimately it ended up in the lobby without making any further stops. But back to our climber.

After getting to the first landing Harvey started thinking he needed a plan about what to say to Donna once he arrived at her door. He knew he had to be the one to speak.

What the hell do I say to get her to know how I feel?

As he continued to climb and reached each landing, ideas about the perfect thing to say come to mind.

You know I love you.

No, that didn't work out so well for me last time.

I need you.

No, it can't be about me and my needs.

I've loved you since the day I met you.

Then what the hell have I been doing the last twelve and a half years.

I'm an idiot.

True, but not really the declaration of love I am going for. Something from one of those mushy movies she pushes me to watch…

I love you without knowing how, why, or even from where.

Again, true but the how got me in trouble last time so let's not go there.

Umm… I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Or what about

I want you. I want all of you forever, you and me, every day.

Mmmm, those could work. Would she appreciate that it came from a movie or does she want something original? Hmmm….

Maybe something from Shakespeare? She might appreciate that more. Now, what the hell was said in that play she did?

One half of me is yours…

Shit what was the rest of it? No, I shouldn't attempt the Bard unless I know it and I definitely don't know it. I knew I should have paid more attention. I just couldn't stop looking at her and listening to her speak. I love the sound of her voice. And the color of her hair. And her eyes, I could get lost...

Harvey shakes his head, knowing he was getting distracted.

C'mon Harvey. You get up in front of 12 strangers all the time and can weave together a story about your client.

But this is Donna. Just one person. The most important person. The one.

I want you. I want us.

Us. Such a small word for such a big thing. Us.

Throughout the twelve floors, Harvey goes through seemingly hundreds of things to say (it is really only a few, but Harvey's brain isn't working all that well since he is rapidly becoming out of breath).

When Harvey finally arrives at Donna's floor, he feels he knows exactly the perfect thing to say. The thing that perfectly summarizes all of his feelings, dreams, and wishes he has had since the day Donna walked up to him at that bar. He is also breathing quite heavily but takes one deep breath in and starts his way to her door. He is nervous as hell but tries to hide that with a confident walk down the hallway until he gets to the alcove where 206 resides.

He is mere feet away from Donna's door and starts his way there, unable to resist thinking about the "other time" when he approached her door and how their relationship fundamentally changed when he rang her bell that time. Rang her bell in more than one way he can't help but think with a momentarily smirk, which quickly disappears when he arrives at her door.

Seven knocks to her door. Moment of truth. He takes a breath and looks down, repeating what he is going to say in his head again and again.

However, the moment Donna opens the door and he looks up at her, all the words disappear and his mind just goes blank.

Donna. Donna. That's all there is in his mind and before his eyes.

He takes another large breath and just keeps looking at Donna. Donna.

But, as always, Donna knows exactly what he is thinking and why he is there. She knows him and sees in his eyes that he was finally there. He was finally home.

He doesn't need to say a word and neither does she. She takes three steps back to invite him in.

And Harvey, well, he accepts that invitation gladly and rushes to her. Saying all those words he had been practicing in his head for the last 20 minutes when he kisses her.

He tells her there is no one else for either of them by slamming the door. This is it. Us. Forever.