Thank you so much for your reviews! This is a chapter I particularly enjoyed writing. I hope you enjoy reading it. The song featured is "Practical Arrangement" by Sting and Jo Lawry. Amazing song, check it out!

Donna shivered as soon as they stepped out in the streets, before Harvey took off his suit jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. "Thanks" she said softly, as he opened the car door for her. Harvey got into the driver's seat, turning on the engine, as they shared a comfortable silence. He then took a CD from his side and played it. As soon as the music started, Donna turned towards him: "I haven't heard this song since…" she whispered, as he interrupted her: "Me neither"

[13 years ago, D.A. office]

"So I'll see you tonight son?" Gordon said, stepping out of Harvey's office. "Sure" Harvey answered. Donna smiled faintly, trying to act like she didn't hear their conversation. Donna loved seeing Harvey with Gordon; she saw a different, much more relaxed man in Harvey when he was around him, not to mention how much Gordon loved her.

"Here's my favorite girl" Gordon said, walking towards Donna, Harvey following his father. "Gordon" she said, standing up with a big smile, hugging the old man. "Easy there" Harvey teased. "Don't be jealous Harvey. It's no secret I love your father more than you" Donna shot back with her seductive smile. Harvey chuckled, secretly loving how close Donna and his father are. "Why don't you come tonight?" Gordon asked Donna. "Where to?" she asked innocently. "I'm playing at this jazz bar, Harvey's coming and with some luck you might even hear him sing" Gordon answered, making Harvey embarrassed. "Dad" he said, "I'm sure she has a hot date or something" he continued, the bitterness in his voice not escaping his father. "I wouldn't miss it for the world" she answered, making Gordon smile. "I'll see you tonight then" he said, leaving them alone.

"No hot date huh?" Harvey said, attempting to joke. "I can reschedule" she answered firmly. Truth was she didn't have a date, and Harvey smiled at how typical of her it was to leave him hanging without an answer. He nodded before saying: "I'll pick you up at seven. Wear something sexy" he added, winking. "Don't I always" she said, sitting back at her desk.

[That night]

"You look amazing" Harvey whispered into Donna's ear, making her shiver. "You look good too" she answered, as they walked into the bar, his hand resting on her lower back.

"Thank you all for coming tonight" Gordon said on the microphone, glancing at Harvey and Donna."I'd like to invite my son Harvey to come on stage and accompany me in this song" he said, as Harvey waved a no with his hand, refusing to move.

"Come on Harvey!" Donna encouraged. "Don't be such a stuck up" she said. "I can't even sing" Harvey nagged. "You can" she said, as he looked at her with a question on his face. "I've heard you singing in the shower the other time.." she confessed. He stood up then, taking Donna's hand. "Hey, what are you doing?"she asked, as he dragged her to the stage. "If I'm singing you're singing with me" he said, as he took the microphone.

"Hello I'm Harvey. This is Donna" he said, before they stood facing each other, the microphone standing between them.

Gordon started playing "Practical Arrangement" on the saxophone, accompanied by the piano and violin as Harvey and Donna started singing.

Harvey:

Am I asking for the moon?
Is it really so implausible?
That you and I could soon,
Come to some kind of arrangement?
I'm not asking for the moon,
I've always been a realist,
When it's really nothing more,
Than a simple rearrangement.
[…]

Donna was finding it hard to focus when he was looking so deep in her eyes, singing the lyrics that seemed to be tailored for them.

Donna:

[…]

I respect you and I like you, but I won't accept another
Empty promise when some grey and stormy rain cloud hangs above me,
When I've heard it all a hundred times from a man who said he loved me.
But if we came to an arrangement, a practical arrangement,
Then perhaps I'd learn to love you given time.

Harvey:

With one roof above our heads,
A warm house to return to,
You wouldn't have to cook for me,
You wouldn't have to learn to, *a chuckle escaping his lips as she hit him lightly on the arm*
I'm not suggesting that this proposition here could last forever,
I've no intention of deceiving you, you're far too clever.

Together:

But we could come to an arrangement,
A practical arrangement,
And perhaps you'd learn to love me given time.

It may not be the romance that you had in mind

Their faces were inches apart, the tension palpable, before Harvey broke it with a whisper:

But you could learn to love me, given time.

[Today]

"It was a great night" Harvey said, his eyes a bit teary.

"Yeah it was" Donna agreed, as Harvey looked at her. "I'm glad you were there" he said, as she extended her hand to hold his, looking out the window.

"You know every time he called after that night, he'd ask me to sing something. It was so typical of him, and you know I couldn't say no to that man" she said, making him smile. "He did that? I swear this intercom should be a two-way thing" Harvey complained. "Yeah, kept telling me I had a great voice" she continued "and that we should start like a duet thing you and I" she laughed. "We would rock it, you know that right?" he asked her laughing. "Hell yeah! We rock everything together" she said proudly. "We do" he whispered, feeling the warmth of her skin on his, as they shared the rest of the ride in silence.

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