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11 years later

Person-Hardmon office

Donna spun her chair around as soon as Harvey's new client entered his office. She began to listen on the intercom, taking a mental note of anything she didn't agree with. She didn't know why she bothered anymore though, for the past year she couldn't get anywhere with Harvey. He had always been somewhat of an open book to her. Recently, however, all that had changed. Things had become weird and strained between them.

Donna's train of thought was disrupted by the sound of a baseball hitting a mitt. She hoped to God that Jessica wasn't around to catch Wyatt. Ever since Wyatt had been old enough to hold a baseball it had been flung around the office, breaking several windows, doors and not to mention the flower pots that had lost their lives.

Wyatt had spent a lot of time in this office until recently. He used to spend Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings there. Most evenings, when Wyatt was little, would result in him sleeping on Harvey's sofa while Donna and Harvey continued to work late into the night. However things had been different lately, Harvey spent long periods shut in his office by himself, distancing himself from the two of them. It wasn't just Donna who was picking up on the changes. As a result, Wyatt was opting to stay more with Gabby, the child minder, than come into the office. Donna made sure though that every Wednesday he was there straight after practice. The only time she saw a glimpse of how he used to be was when Wyatt was there, even if it was only for half an hour. She wasn't sure how long she could keep making him come in though. Even if she wasn't giving up on Harvey, Wyatt was starting to.

Just as Harvey's conversation was getting interesting, she heard the baseball settle on the top of her desk. "Hey mum,"

"Sweetie, you have the worst timing, your dad and Mr. Harding were just getting to the good stuff,"

Wyatt gave Donna the signature Specter smile before looking over and into the office. Donna looked up at her son as he looked into Harvey's office. He had become more and more like Harvey as he grew up, but there were traits of her in there too. Donna studied him further and realised just how much he had grown up and how things had changed. It wasn't long ago that he was taking his first steps across from her cubicle to Harvey's office.

10 years ago

"Harvey," Donna called, but got no answer. She looked up to see Harvey still studying the same file he had been studying for the past hour!

"Harvey!" She yelled this time and saw him flinch as she pulled him out of his trance.

"Donna, what is it? I'm busy. If I can't work out a suitable settlement to wipe the floor with the other side then I'm at risk of losing my 0 and everything," Harvey was clearly stressed, he'd been working on the same case for about 6 months and they were in a legal stale mate.

"Harvey, just come here now," Harvey did not take kindly to Donna's tone but new she wasn't going to give up.

"What?!" Harvey stopped the minute he had assessed the situation. Donna was sat in her chair and visibly emotional. He immediately looked down to where Wyatt had been sitting playing.

Wyatt was stood firmly on his two feet without holding onto anything. He had stood before but always with support. "How long has he been doing that?" Harvey asked quickly.

"About a minute before I called you out here. He pulled himself up using the drawer handles. I think this is it Harvey," She looked back down at Wyatt.

Ever since Wyatt started crawling, Harvey would bend down in the doorway of his office and call Wyatt to come over to him when he had finished work. Harvey slowly bent down so not to frighten Wyatt.

"Wyatt, come here buddy, come see daddy…" Harvey looked up to Donna and then waited for Wyatt.

"Come on Wyatt, come here," He called him again.

This time, Wyatt did it, he took his first few steps towards Harvey.

"Harvey don't let him fall," Donna panicked, as the small boy started to woggle on his feet. Harvey stepped forward to catch his son before he hit the floor and swooped him up into his arms.

"Wyatt, well done buddy that was fantastic." Harvey said as he spun the boy round which was met with laughter. Harvey looked over to Donna who was making her way over to them.

"Well done Wyatt. You're so clever." Donna said as Harvey wrapped his arm around her "He gets that from me,"

"I don't think so,"

Present day

"What that old man? Is an interesting case?" Wyatt turned and brought Donna back from her memory.

"If you were older sweetie the things I could tell you about Mr. Harding," Wyatt rolled his eyes at Donna's comment before Harvey's voice came through on the intercom.

"Donna can you come here?" Wyatt's eyes rolled more at Harvey's request, not wanting to stay at the office any longer then needed.

"I will be right back," Donna said as she made her way to the office.

"Mum…" Wyatt complained.

"We can go home as soon as Mr. Harding is gone, I promise,"

Wyatt returned to throwing the ball in the air as Donna entered Harvey's office.

"Donna, can you set up a meeting for next week Monday please, between me, Mr. Harding, Mr. Saunders and his representation."

"Do you really think you can get then to sign that quickly?" Mr. Harding asked.

"I'm the best closer in the city, of course I can," This time it was Donna's turn to roll her eyes at Harvey's comment.

"I will schedule the meeting. Anything else?"

Harvey shook his head and he watched Donna leave his office before returning to his conversation with Mr. Harding, who wasn't getting the message that it was time to go.

When he did go, Harvey tried his best to glue himself to his chair, trying not to get up and talk to Donna or Wyatt. He was doing what was best for them, but he was making the biggest sacrifice in order to keep them safe. But with each missed evening or weekend with Donna and Wyatt, each missed evening or baseball game, Harvey was losing his self-control.

Harvey watched Donna collect all her stuff together, in order to go. He knew he needed an excuse to go out there, to get a few words of interaction with them together. When Donna turned her computer off Harvey knew he couldn't stand another night of watching them walk away in deep conversation.

"Donna…" He moved to the door way.

"Yep,"

"Tomorrow is it possible for you to…" He paused. He still hadn't thought of an excuse, "Find a replacement button for a suit jacket I have at home?"

Harvey didn't make eye contact with her once as he tried to cover up his need to see Wyatt with a button request. Donna had seen this trick one to many times but she responded just like she had done for the past year.

"Of course," She paused, waiting to see if this would be one of the nights when he would talk to Wyatt, "Night Harvey." She presumed not and picked up her bag.

"How was practice, Wyatt?" Harvey looked at Wyatt. Donna looked for the old Harvey as he talked to his son.

"Good." He didn't take his eye off the baseball, catching it as he answered Harvey's question. Wyatt loved Harvey more than anything and couldn't understand why he had been shut out and, unlike Donna, he wasn't old enough to rationalise Harvey's behaviour. Donna sighed at the stale mate. Wyatt wasn't going to give Harvey any more information and something stopped Harvey from asking Wyatt anymore.

"I will see you tomorrow Harvey. Bring the jacket."

Harvey watched as they walked towards the lift, Donna's arm around Wyatt's shoulders as he told her all about practice. Harvey's heart sunk. He returned to his desk and just like every other Wednesday night he watched his family leave without him. His hand drifted to his desk drawer and he removed the Tiffany box. He studied the engagement ring. A year ago today, he would have proposed to Donna.

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