Donna stands, holding her jacket and feeling the weight of tension resting between herself and Harvey. She knows Thomas will be downstairs any second but Harvey looks... nervous, unsure? She can't tell but the uncertainty keeps her heels planted where they are.

"Ummm..."

He mumbles and she frowns having never seen him like this before.

"Did she say something-" there's a pause, "to you about..."

He stops, holding his breath and her heart stammers at his gentle pleading gaze. There's a burning need for her to fill in the blanks but she doesn't know what to say. She never thought Scottie would act so selflessly much less that Harvey would listen and her chest expands with a rush of adrenaline. "About what?"

It isn't enough for him to mean it, he has to say it.

"Oh, perfect timing."

The bubble around her shatters in a spectacular fashion and heat rushes to her face as two of her realities suddenly collide. "Thomas-" she turns, almost flinching when his fingers lightly brush her arm, "I thought we were meeting downstairs?"

"Well I got here a little early, I thought I'd come meet you."

"Oh." she cuts him off, her thoughts spinning as he reaches to touch her again and she instinctively moves back opening up the circle. "Harvey… this is Thomas-

"Kessler." Harvey jumps in quickly giving her a few seconds reprieve to compose herself but his forced friendliness keeps her on edge. "We've met... nice to see you again."

Thomas lets go of Harvey's hand, moving back inline with her and she tries to relax as her boyfriend responds with a smile. "You too." His voice is smooth and easy creating a knot in her stomach as he continues to push the awkwardness. "Louis always spoke very highly of you."

She can see Harvey fit the pieces together and it's her fault- she should have told him but honestly up until a few minutes ago there hadn't been any pressing need to. This wasn't supposed to happen. She's supposed to be moving on and Harvey's snap response shouldn't hurt as much as it does.

"You too."

She tears her gaze back to Thomas because it's safer, seeking comfort from his ability to read her.

"Shall we?"

He points to the elevator and her response is automatic. "Of course." His movement is fluid but she hesitates, her gaze flashing towards Harvey. A year ago she would have given anything to hear what he was going to say but now...

Now she's happy and it's time to let go of lingering moments and unspoken words.

She tried, gave him every opportunity to step up but he didn't and frustration bleeds over her disappointment as she pulls steers from him. "Goodnight Harvey."

"Goodnight." His answer is immediate, condescending almost, and she deliberately stands in his line of sight as the doors close. Maybe on some level she's trying to hurt him- because as hard as she's fighting it, he can still turn her world upside down without saying anything.

Maybe one day that will will change.

Secretly, she hopes it never does.

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AN: Okay, this grew :P I should be working on Not Broken... but Thomas Pov next?