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Harvey was reading over his current case file as he walked past Donna's desk. He held out his hand without looking, fully expecting for her to place a coffee cup in it. When it didn't happen, he stopped reading the documents and saw that she had several files sitting in front of her, "What are you doing?"

Donna didn't take her eyes off of her computer screen, "Typing up a list of all your cases from five years ago until now so Rachel can research and summarize all of them for Hardman."

"On whose orders?" He questioned and the look he received answered him without her saying a word, "You can stop typing up that list. If Hardman wants to know about my cases, he can do the research his damn self."

She closed the open file that was sitting beside her computer. The red head looked up at him and rubbed her hands together in excitement, "Are you going to inform him of that in person or should I send him a scathing email from your account?"

"Is he in his office?" he asked.

Donna nodded, "For about an hour now."

He turned on his heel and headed towards Hardman's office. On his way, he passed Alannah's and observed that she wasn't there. He briefly wondered where she was before reminding himself that he shouldn't actually care what she was up to as long as she wasn't standing in the way of booting Hardman out of the firm. As he approached Hardman's office, he recalled Alannah's jab the day she was with Mike about knocking even though the walls and doors were made out of glass. He briefly considered it, but knocking was reserved for people whose time he respected. Daniel Hardman wasn't on that small list of people.

The door barely closed behind Harvey before he demanded, "Is there a reason you're requesting summary of all my cases?"

Daniel glanced at Harvey before returning his eyes to the paper in front of him, "I'm requesting it of every partner. I just want to get caught up on what I missed while I was gone."

Logically, it wasn't an outrageous request for Hardman to want to learn what he had missed over the past five years, but his dismissive tone got under Harvey's skin and the senior partner couldn't resist attempting to have the last word, "Let me make something very clear to you. Donna answers to me and I answer to number one not number two. The name on the door is Pearson Hardman. Jessica knows what I've been up to and has no complaints."

Hardman sighed and set the document he was reading down on his desk. His eyes locked with Harvey's, "Let me make something very clear to you, Harvey. I founded this firm and you may not like nor trust me but you will respect me."

He scoffed before responding, "Respect you? Do you really expect me to have any respect for a man who stole from the very firm he founded for his own selfish gain and when confronted, he lied and used his daughter as an excuse?" His eyes flicked over Hardman in disgust, "You expect me to have respect for a man who seduced the woman he was supposed to be mentoring?"

"That's what this is really about, isn't it? Alannah. What was it that you used to call her? Lanna?" Hardman chuckled, "I may have stolen from this firm to pay off my gambling debts, but I didn't seduce Lanna. She came to me and when she did, she did so quite willingly—every single time." A victorious smirk formed on his face, "It's not my fault that the so-called greatest closer in town couldn't close that deal before I did."

Harvey was starting to see exactly why Alannah might turn on this man who she had once professed to be in love with, "Does Alannah know that you tend to talk about her like cattle for auction instead of someone who claims to love her?"

The founding partner held up his hand, "Ah, careful, Harvey. Someone might accidently get the impression that you still care."

"About Alannah? No." Harvey shrugged before crossing his arms, "About breaking up your partnership? Absolutely."

"You tried that once and failed," Hardman reminded him.

"With age comes wisdom and a whole host of tactics that I'm not afraid to use." Harvey retorted.

"I'm done with this conversation." Hardman waved him off, "You can get out of my office now."

Any other partner in the firm would have made a hasty exit after being dismissed by the founding partner of the firm. Harvey, however, met his gaze, held it, and didn't make any sort of move towards the door. After a minute or so, Hardman finally looked away before picking up the document he had been reading when Harvey barged into his office. Satisfied with having made it clear exactly where he stands in the firm's civil war, Harvey withdrew from Hardman's office.

Alannah walked into the copier room and saw Donna standing at one of the fax machines. She decided to use the copier that was on the opposite side of the room. After it became apparent that the red head was sending more than one fax and would be there for a while, Alannah decided to speak.

"The kid is good."

Donna looked at her, confusion on her face, "Excuse me?"

"Mike," Alannah explained, "You know. Harvey's associate."

"I'm aware of who he is." Donna replied.

Alannah decided to pretend that she hadn't heard the sarcasm in her voice, "I had him proof a few briefs for me. Best work I've ever had from an associate."

"You know Harvey. He only surrounds himself with the best." Donna gave her a pointed look before adding, "Well, usually. Every now and then he makes an error on his judgment of someone's character."

The younger woman sighed, "I deserve that."

"Yeah, you do." She pressed a few buttons on the machine before she said, "He was a mess after you left."

"Left?" Alannah shook her head, "Let's call a spade a spade, Donna. I got kicked out. They kicked me out of the firm and then Harvey turned around and threw me out of his apartment and life. As for him being a mess?" She let out a bitter chuckle, "Last time I checked, hell hadn't frozen over so there's no way I believe that."

"Harvey doesn't get emotional like most people." Donna defended. "You know that. He was on autopilot for weeks. He left the room if someone even so much as mentioned your name."

"Well then, let me just go get on my knees and beg his forgiveness," she replied as she snatched her document out of the copier. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath and then said, "Donna, he wasn't the only on who got hurt and as far as I'm concerned, his choices started the whole thing."

In that moment, Donna didn't see the woman who had betrayed the firm and Harvey. Something in her tone of voice took the red head back to a time when they had actually been friends, "Lanna, I u-"

"Alannah," she interrupted, a hard edge in her voice, "Only friends and family call me Lanna."

Donna marched over to the door and locked it before turning back around to face the lawyer. Her voice was low and venomous as she seethed, "I lied to Harvey for you. Am still lying for you so don't you dare insinuate that I have been anything less than a friend to you."

"What?" surprise flashed across Alannah's face, "Why didn't you tell him?"

"What's the point of kicking someone when they're already down for the count?" Donna answered and then quipped, "Unless it's Louis. Then you definitely go for the extra kicks."

Alannah looked at the floor as she spoke, "My friend comment was out of line. I'm sorry.

"Does Monica still own that pub?" She waited for Alannah to nod her head before continuing, "Good. You can make it up to me by buying me drinks tonight."

"Ah," the lawyer smiled, "nice to see that bribery still works on you."

"Some things never change, my dear," she motioned for Alannah to hand her the files she had been faxing.

As she handed them to her, Alannah said, "But some things do. I have, Donna. I know Harvey doesn't believe I have, but he's wrong."

"We'll see," Donna gave her a small smile before heading out of the room.

Donna noticed that Harvey was alone in his office as she slid into her chair. She hit the intercom button, "I'll need to leave early today."

Harvey would never tell her no, but felt obligated to ask anyway, "Why?"

"I need to go change clothes before I grab drinks at O'Callaghan's with Alannah," she explained.

A very rare but genuine smile briefly appeared on Harvey's face as he responded, "Good girl."

"Harvey Specter, I am a lot of things, but a 'girl' is not one of them. I much prefer the title of goddess," Donna teased before getting back to her work for the day.