Harvey stared at Donna and Scott from a distance, torn on what to do next. Part of him just wanted to go there and mark his territory, his virtual one. Another was curious enough to want to stand by and watch her interact with him. He wonders if she regrets her decision now, leaving Scott all these years ago. He doesn't realize he's been gritting his teeth until he feels a pain in his jaw. He assesses the situation, realizing he now had two choices: either have them continue their conversation, letting things the way they are supposed to, or go there and play his role. He walked towards them then, knowing that his next move can ruin what was until now a perfect night. He left the drinks at the closest table, before walking as confidently as possible towards Donna.

Donna couldn't believe Scott was standing in front of her. He looked as good as he ever did, hell even better. A mix of feelings submerged inside her; she could still feel their chemistry and his charm after all these years, but a part of her was begging for Harvey to come back. "You look beautiful" Scott said, ever the gentleman. He held her hand and kissed it, making her blush. "Thanks Scott, you look good yourself" she said smiling. "I have missed you" he said. Boy was he outspoken, Donna thought. She wasn't used to that kind of straightforwardness anymore, and it was a bit intimidating for her. She struggles with words, unsure how to answer. She hadn't thought about him for years now, but she could never deny how he was the closest thing to a perfect fit for her. "Who are you here with?" he continues when she doesn't answer. "I'm with…" she started before she felt Harvey's hands on her stomach, as he stood immediately behind her, holding her and leaving a trail of kisses from her shoulder up her neck.

His move surprised her, making her body rigid before she relaxed back, placing her hands on his, as she melted from his kisses. Harvey then stepped next to her, extending a hand to Scott. "Harvey" he said as casually as possible, his eyes examining him closely. "Scott" the man answered, shaking his hand. "How long have you two been together?" Scott asked immediately. "We met about…15 years ago?" Harvey smiled at Donna, as she nodded. Scott looked at Harvey closely, examining their interaction. "But we've been together for almost a year now" he continues. He could feel Donna anxious by his side, his hand reaching for hers, trying to calm her down. Scott swallowed with difficulty as he tried to speak: "I hope she doesn't break your heart. Take care Donna" he said, walking away.

"Shit" Donna says, turning to face Harvey who grabbed their drinks again. "Are you okay?" he said handing her her drink, his hand wresting on her waist. He was concerned, she could see it in his eyes. "Yeah..yeah I'm fine" she said, taking her wine and chugging it in one shot. "Donna!" Harvey shouted, taking her glass from her hand and putting it on table next to him, turning around just in time to hold her as she was about to fall. "I got you" he said, as her arms wrapped around his neck. "Do you need water?" he asked worried. "Just hold me" Donna whispered, as he held her as close as he ever held someone, his hand sometimes going up to play with her hair. She relaxed into his arms, her head on his shoulder.

"Bathroom" she murmured into his ears. Harvey was confused but led her by the hand anyway, to a bathroom down the hall. "I'll just wait for you here" he said, leaning the door. She stepped closer to him, standing on the tip of her toes. "Are you sure?" she asked seductively, her lips brushing his. "Donna" Harvey said, taking her head in his hand. He felt as if he was fighting a magnetic field, pulling his lips to hers. His thumb brushed her cheek before he whispered: "Not like this"

Donna's lips formed a pout, a confused look showing on her face. "You're drunk, I'm tipsy, you're gonna regret this" he explained. "And you're not?" she asked. "Donna" he begged. Truth is, he wouldn't have regretted kissing her in a million years. But he needed to be the rational one; she wasn't thinking clearly and he didn't want her to resent him for letting her act that way. "Okay" she answered, entering the bathroom. Harvey couldn't discern the look on her face; anger, disappointment, hurt, he really wasn't sure. "Are you ok?" he asked softly. She smiled weakly, "Yes. Can you get me some water?" she asked, leaving him to go get her a bottle of water.

Donna got out of the bathroom feeling much more sober, the water Harvey brought helping immensely. "Can I ask you something?"Harvey said, taking a sip out of his whiskey. "Do you regret leaving Scott?" he asked, taking her by surprise. "Regret..I'm not sure. I wonder if I made the right decision you know?" she said, as a knot formed in his stomach. He nodded. "But then again things happen as they're supposed to" she continued, convinced. "You really believe so?" he asked. "Yeah" Donna answered, before gathering the courage to ask him. "Do you regret anything Harvey?" she asked, watching him wince in pain."I do" he breathed, their eyes locking.

Laura walked towards them, stopping whatever words were coming next. "Come onnn lovebirds, it's the countdown!" she said, dragging them to the center of the room. Harvey and Donna stood in a room full of people, looking at each other like they were the only two there.

3,2,1, HAPPY NEW YEAR

"Kiss me Harvey" Donna said with such determination and soberness that Harvey grabbed her face, his lips reaching for hers hungrily. He kissed them tenderly, as she allowed his tongue to slip into her mouth, their contact creating a dangerous mix of wine and whiskey, a dangerous very much representative of their relationship and how they were. She stood on the tip of her toes, her hands holding his suspenders for balance, his around her waist. The pace slowed down before he broke the kiss, leaving one on her nose, then a couple more on her neck, burying his face there.

They stayed like that for a couple of minutes, before Harvey looked at her. "Happy new year Donna" he whispered. "Happy new year Harvey" she repeated. "I want to go to Dad's grave. Can you come with me?" he asked softly. It wasn't a typical after kiss talk, but he looked so fragile asking her that, and Donna was surprised by his request. He didn't visit his dad's grave much, not out of disrespect, but because it hurt him too much. She wanted to be there for him, with him, as he did something that she knew was very painful to him.

"Of course" she said, holding his hand, as they walked out of the apartment into the cold New York night.

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