A/N: Hello there, it's me again :')

Since I know many of us have the headcanon of darvey parents and I have some scenes written and some ideas in my mind, I decided to start this series. The chapters will always be about the same kid (although I also have some during pregnancy, where of course she won't appear haha), but they won't have a chronological relation with each other.

Hope you enjoy it!

It's a tough day for Harvey, and Donna knows it. The fact that he knew about the death of his two parents by her mouth has been one of the most painful things she had to do, but of course, that for him it was so much more painful.

Donna's greatest consolation is that, when Lily passed away, she was able to support him as she had wanted to at the time when Gordon had died, so many years ago, when they couldn't touch each other without generating a damn wildfire between them. It still hurts her not to have been able to hug him that day. Harvey has gone to their room a long time ago, accusing a headache she knows is true, because his eyes shrink when that happens to him, but she also knows that he is a person who gets in himself when he is sad, something Donna respects, but has also helped him to reverse, at least a little, over the years.

After cleaning in the kitchen after lunch, the redhead approaches her daughter's room and gently knocks on the door with her knuckles. Once Avery gives her permission to enter, she does.

"Are you busy, honey?" Donna asks.

"Not really, mom," Avery responds. She was playing, and her room is a mess now, but she is being bored already.

Donna nods and sits next to her daughter, who is sitting on her bed. "Do you know that today is a sad day for dad, right?"

"For grandfather Gordon?"

"Yes, sweetie. For him."

"Poor daddy," she says, looking down.

Donna grabs her hair and tangles her fingers amid her also red hair. "It's not nice, but you know that sometimes is necessary to be sad."

"Yes, I know mom."

Donna nods and presses a sweet kiss on her temple. "And what do you like that dad and I do when you are sad?"

"Hugs." She smirks.

"So what do you think about going with him and hugging and pampering him?"

Avery jumps off the bed. "Yes, mommy. I'll do."

"Ok, but please be quiet that he's with a headache," Donna says, grabbing her by her arms gently. "So don't yell at him." Avery nods. "And… Is there a hug for me first?"

"Of course, mom," she says and hugs her mom by her neck. Donna hugs her tightly and grasps her daughter to her body.

"Your hugs are the best. I'm sure that dad will love this."

Avery grins. "I'll go now, mom."

"Go, I pick up all these."

Avery separates a little from her mother, confused. "You always say that this is my job."

"I know, but always feeling and emotions are more important than stuff, and now, dad is sad and needs you, sweetie. I can do this for you."

Avery nods again. Sometimes her seven years old mind is kind of lost, but even that, Donna and Harvey try to raise her in the best way they can. Harvey lived so many years denying his feelings that they don't want the same for their little daughter. And even if being responsible for their own things is an important teaching, giving support to the people we love seems to them much more important teaching at this moment.

Avery goes to their parents' room and once there, she looks at the closed door for a few seconds, swinging her body sideways. Although she can't verbalize it, she is a little afraid of the sadness of her parents. For her, they are her superheroes, and seeing them sad sometimes confuses her. Harvey and Donna know she is a little kid yet and some things confuse her, but they try to explain that adults may also be sad and that it is normal, though, of course, only when they think it is appropriate for her reasoning ability. But Avery knows about her grandparents and they consider that teaching her about the loss is important, since one of her closest friends at school had recently lost her grandmother, and sadly, it's part of life. After a few seconds more, she knocks on the door carefully.

"Come in," Harvey says from bed. He is in the darkness and in silence there.

"It's me, dad," Avery opens the door. "Can I go with you?"

Harvey smiles sideways. "Of course, honey, come here."

Avery smiles and walks towards him. She gets to the bed, and without saying anything, she sits on her father's lap and hugs him with her whole body. Harvey immediately hugs her and buries his face in her hair to inhale deeply, to be flooded with the sweet smell of his daughter; he and Donna have decided that her smell would be strawberries and always buy their hygiene products with that smell. Harvey feels his body relax at the sensation. He loves that little red bun so much. "I love you, daddy," Avery whispers, remembering what her mom said about not yelling.

Harvey smiles and feels his eyes being flooded by tears. "I love you too, Avery, so much." He responds, avoiding tears and rubbing his palms on her back.

Avery kisses his neck, where she has her face, and murmurs. "Mom said to me you're sad, and when I'm sad, I like your hugs, so she asked me if I can come here with you and hug you. Do you like hugs too when you're sad, daddy?"

Harvey smiles hugely. "I love your hugs, always." He says and kisses her head. "But today, more. Thank you, honey."

Avery hugs him for a few seconds more in silence, and then she separates from him, still sitting on his lap. "Do you miss grandfather Gordon?"

"Yes, every day." Harvey sighs, arranging a strand of hair behind her ear. "But today is the anniversary of his death, and this makes it sadder."

"How when birthdays are happier than the other days?"

Harvey grins for her analogy. "Yes, like this, but the opposite." Avery frowns and kisses Harvey's cheek, which makes him smile. "That was a really pleasant kiss." She chuckles and gives a kiss on his other cheek. "And that too," he says and clings to Avery to his body, to give her repeated kisses on her cheek.

"Dad!" she giggles.

"What?"

"You're sad! Not me!"

Harvey chuckles. "Kisses are good at any time. Don't you think?"

"Yes, but don't when your beard tickles me."

"I'm sorry kid,"

"It's fine." She shrugs. "And I'm sorry for grandpa, dad." She responds, putting her hands on his cheeks and squeezing them. Harvey chuckles and puts his hands on hers.

"Thank you, sweetie." Avery doesn't know what more to say, and Harvey notices it. "Could you hug me again?" she nods and they hug again. Harvey turns carefully, to lie face to face with her, who clings to his body like a little monkey.

At that moment, Donna approaches the room but decides to stay outside, just listening.

"What did you like to do with him, dad?"

"I really enjoyed going to play baseball with him."

Avery giggles. "That's why do you want to play with me?"

Harvey grins. "Exactly."

Avery separates a little from him. "But I'm so bad!"

"This doesn't matter. Do you like to play?"

"Yes!"

"Well, that's important."

"And you also like his music because sometimes we listen to him."

"I love his music. When mom was my secretary and we were just friends, many nights we stayed in my office listening to grandpa Gordon while we had a drink."

"You do the same now, but in our living room!"

Harvey giggles, and Donna from outside, too. "You're right."

"Mom met him?"

"Yes, she did. He loved mom."

"Everyone loves mom." Avery chuckles and her parents too.

"You're right. But, grandpa loved her more. He knew we were going to be together at some point. He was so sure!"

"And he was right," Donna says, coming into the room.

"Will you ever stop listening to my private conversations?" Harvey chuckles.

"No, never," Donna shrugs with a smile and gets in bed with them. Harvey rolls his eyes and Avery giggles. The kid is amid them now. "How is your headache?"

"It's better. Her hugs are so good."

"Really dad?" Avery smiles and covers her mouth with her hands.

"Yes, you have superpowers!" Avery laughs and hugs him tighter. "Thank you," Harvey says to Donna, just moving his lips.

Donna smiles and denies with her head as Avery yawns and closes her eyes. "Can we stay here for a while?

"Do you wanna sleep?" Donna asks.

"Yes, mommy."

"Well, me too," Harvey says.

"And you mom?"

Donna yawns. "I can't say that I don't like the idea." She snuggles up on Avery, reaching his husband with her hand.

Harvey sighs, his hand also reaches for Donna and she crosses her leg over his. "Grandpa Gordon would be so glad to see me like this." He says, his voice sounding choppy.

"He sees you, every day, Harvey," Donna whispers. He nods, tears rolling down his cheek. Avery strokes his neck and Donna dries his tears with her fingers. "He takes care of us, I'm sure of that. And your mom, too,"

"But, where they are?" Avery asks.

Donna and Harvey sigh, trying to figure out an answer, but they decide to use the popular option. "In the sky, honey, their souls are there, and I'm sure that they're looking at you."

"I would love to play with them."

Harvey shallows his own tears. "They would love that too."

"Let's go to play baseball soon, dad."

"We will, I promise."

Avery smiles and they stay silent. The little girl falls asleep after a few minutes of her parents pampering her.

"It never ceases to amaze me you always know what I need," he whispers to her wife.

"I love to know you." She replies and gets up carefully for Avery and goes to the other side of the bed. She lies behind him and hugs him from his back. "I love you, Harvey." She murmurs against his nape and presses him a soft kiss there that sends a pleasant sensation throughout his body.

Harvey looks for her hand, which was on his arm. "I love you too, Donna." He kisses her palm. "Thank you."

"No, you don't need to." She says and rubs his nape with her nose. "Sleep for a while now. It will be good for you."

"But stay here. I need both of you today."

"Always, Harvey. Always."

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