I had intended to keep this a one-shot, but then someone asked me to continue. Since I have often wanted for an author to continue their one-shot myself, I decided I would appease this request, though I am generally not fond of sequels for a reason and I'm aware that this one is no exception to that. Still, I hope you'll enjoy it. As always, thanks for reading and a huge thanks for reviewing.

Chapter Two:

After what felt like only minutes of sleep, they were woken by the sound of Deep Blue Something's Breakfast at Tiffany's coming from Harvey's radio clock. They both stiffened, realizing that in this situation, there was no secretly sneaking off or pretending to be asleep. Nor was there time to talk about the inconsistent nature of the conclusion to their late night discussion and of what that meant. The alarm hadn't gone off just to make things awkward. They had actual and important work to do: get Mike out of prison.

So Donna decided to use that fact to make it through the awkwardness. Harvey still lay motionless, finally daring to turn his head to her side. Donna was already sat on the edge, covering herself with the sheet as much as possible, while she tried to grab her underwear from the floor.

"Good morning" Harvey mumbled, not knowing what else to say.

Donna only turned her head partially, acknowledging that he said something friendly and that she was going to say something friendly as well, but avoiding to look at him.

"Good morning" she said. "So, I'll swing by my place and then come straight to the office. I think we should all meet first thing and then hopefully we'll find out if one of us can go visit Mike" she rambled while she fastened her bra. "But we should really have some good news to tell him. We can't just not show up for twelve hours and say 'sorry, buddy, we have nothing', right?"

Harvey had got up and started rushing himself, thinking it was the only way to deal with the situation. They both sat at a side of the bed, backs towards each other, in a hurry to get their clothes on as fast as possible.

"Right. But we need to know who's behind this first" Harvey said while putting on the pants of the suit he wore yesterday.

"I'd rather not find out by having another one of us get arrested" Donna answered, rummaging around the house to find her shoes and purse. Harvey tried to avoid looking at her while they both followed the trail of clothing through his house. He picked up his white t-shirt and pulled it over his head.

"Let's hope Jessica has managed to speak to some of her friends in high places…"

"If not, I will see what my contacts can tell me" Donna answered.

They finally turned around to look at each other, standing with a few yards of space between them. Harvey wondered for a second at the sight of her completely dressed, high heels on and purse in her hands, when he only managed to put on his pants and tee.

"Good" Harvey said, not knowing what else to say.

They stared at each other for a few more long and awkward seconds, before Donna looked down and walked out the door, leaving Harvey with nothing else to do but to close the door behind her.

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When he arrived at the office a short while later, Louis was waiting for him outside the elevators, looking as determined as ever. As usual, Harvey had no idea what he could expect from him.

"Louis..!" Harvey started casually, only to be interrupted.

"Harvey, before you say anything, Donna told me what happened…"

Harvey's casual look disappeared. Why would she tell him that? He knew she was loyal to Louis, but surely her sex life was none of his business… was it?

Louis didn't seem to notice Harvey's sudden change in attitude.

"I want you to know that both Donna and I will do anything we can to help you and Jessica with Mike. We're at your back and call."

Harvey closed his eyes for a second in relief.

"Thanks Louis, I appreciate it."

Louis nodded and walked off to his office.

As Harvey neared his own office, Gretchen was already in, waiting for him with a message.

"Good morning Mr. Specter. Ms. Pearson wants to see you" she said.

Harvey nodded.

"Any news about Mike yet?"

"Not that I know off" Gretchen answered.

"Alright" he said and made his way to Jessica's office.

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There, he met with Louis, Donna, Rachel and Jessica. Rachel told them she had only been allowed to see Mike for 15 minutes yesterday and that she was none the wiser as to what exactly was going on.

"Alright" Jessica said with a frown on her face that said that she'd had enough of it. "I'm going to visit Mike and get this cleared up for once and for all.

"That's a bad idea and you know it" Harvey calmly said. "They're baiting you to come to them and blindside you with their evidence so that you either have to give up Mike or confess yourself."

Jessica sighed.

"Harvey should go" Donna said. She knew how much it was killing Harvey that he couldn't go to Mike and get him out immediately. She knew that to him, every second he had to wait to march over there felt like he was doing nothing.

Harvey threw her a sideways glance, surprised that she would still fight for him like this. Their eyes locked for a moment and he felt a bolt of electricity shooting through his body. He quickly focused on Jessica again.

"I do. Mike needs me and I can handle whomever it is that's behind this" he stated.

Jessica stared at him for a moment, deliberating her choice.

"No" she said. Harvey started to lose his cool.

"I'm gonna do this" he said with raised voice.

"No, you're not. You're still far too emotional and it wouldn't be the first time your feud got in the way of winning a client's case."

"This isn't a client, this is Mike..!" Harvey shot back.

"You warned me for getting blindsided, and I think that's a fair point, one that certainly applies to you at the moment" Jessica said sternly, ending the debate. "Louis will go."

Harvey raised his eyebrows.

"You're accusing me of being too emotional and you're sending Louis?"

Jessica had enough of Harvey's outburst.

"Yes, I am. Because frankly, Louis has shown himself far more rational than you since this started…" she said and waited a second to let it sink in. "Also, he will still seem like a show of force, without raising suspicion that we're all in on… it."

Harvey sighed. She was right. He hated it.

"Alright" he said and looked at Louis. "But the second we've got figured out what is going on, I'm taking over."

Louis wanted to protest when Donna put a subtle hand on his arm. He looked at her and sighed, swallowing his anger and pride.

"Fine. Now, shall we get to work?" he said instead.

Jessica nodded.

"Yes. Louis, you and Rachel will visit Mike. Harvey, Donna, use your connections at the DA's office to find out what you can."

Harvey and Donna shared a short glance again but Donna broke it.

"Absolutely, we're on it" she said.

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Over the course of the day, Donna wandered in and out of Harvey's office on multiple occasions to discuss a new finding or to check if he needed anything.

Finally, everything between them was back to normal.

It freaked him out to no end.

What was she doing? Did she want to be his secretary again? Was that what she had meant when she said they weren't supposed to be anything more than colleagues?

When he thought about it, between the things they'd said and the things they'd done, he had no idea what either of them had meant yesterday.

All the clarity that their conversation had brought them, had gone out the door the second his lips had touched hers.

Their conversation was intended to bring them some closure, but them sleeping together had just broke it wide open again.

So he had expected that she would have been angry, or sad, or embarrassed at least… or maybe even happy. And he had expected that he would yet again have to get used to a new dynamic between them. But he hadn't expected her to act as if nothing had happened. He probably should have…

There she was again, walking past Gretchen towards his office, swaying her hips like she always did, wearing another one of those gorgeous form fitting dresses, her… hair bouncing up and down with every step she took.

"Harvey, I've got some news and you're not going to like it" she stated.

"What is it?"

"I went to lunch with Rick Anderson today…"

Harvey frowned.

"Rick Anderson? Is that doucheface still hitting on you?" he asked and tried to sound ridiculing instead of jealous.

"Yes, he is. But, for once, that's a good thing" Donna said while she sat down.

Harvey seemed puzzled. He knew her way of being friends was to discuss each other's love life to the fullest extent and he hated it.

Donna leaned in.

"He still works at the D.A.'s office..!"

Harvey made his way to the other side of his desk and leaned against it.

"Really…" he said with a small smirk. Partly, because that meant she had some inside information about Mike's case. Partly, because it also meant that his former rival hadn't made his way up in the world as much as he himself had. And, yes, partly because it meant that Donna wasn't interested in dating this guy.

Donna didn't share his smile.

"He's the prosecutor on Mike's case."

Harvey stopped smirking.

"He hates my guts" he said as he walked around his office.

"He does…" Donna agreed.

Harvey turned around to face her.

"Aren't you supposed to say something to cheer me up?"

Donna smiled.

"When have I ever told you anything but the truth?" she grinned.

Harvey smiled back shortly, but immediately thought about the previous night and that he had no idea if she had been telling the truth.

"Harvey, there's something else…" she started and when Harvey looked up at her she was no longer smiling. He felt a nervousness settle in him as he figured that she wanted to talk about last night.

Donna continued.

"Anderson said that the charge conspiracy to commit fraud wasn't just a formality. He said they're going after you and Jessica…"

That wasn't what he'd expected. At all.

"Goddamnit."

"I'm sorry" Donna said.

"It's okay, I can handle him" Harvey said, hoping to reassure Donna or himself.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" Donna asked as she got up.

"No, I have to discuss this with Jessica" Harvey said. "Thanks, Donna" he said as she walked out of his office.

She nodded and left.

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For the remainder of the day, he tried his best to come up with a way to best handle Rick Anderson and it had left him completely frustrated.

Not just because he couldn't find the solution, but mostly because he found himself distracted time and time again.

If this was her way of showing they worked best just as colleagues, she was doing a lousy job.

She was doing the exact same thing as after the other time. She pretended that it never happened and didn't mention it again. But he wasn't going to waste another decade only to do the last one all over again. Because whether he liked it or not, they would still come back to the same conclusion they reached yesterday: they weren't meant to be.

And frankly, he needed the closure to be able to focus all his attention on getting Mike out of prison, rather than think about if she had changed her mind when they slept together.

It was ten o'clock when he decided to leave the office for the night, knowing there wasn't much more he could do at this point and desperately needing some sleep.

As he got inside the car, he knew he should let Ray drive him home, but instead, he decided to get the closure he needed.

He knew she had gone home with Rachel to take care of her and even though he admired her for it, he wanted desperately for her to be home as he knocked just below the 206.

But only when she opened the door did he realize how happy he was to see her.

"Hi..!" she said surprised.

"Hi" Harvey answered.

Donna motioned for him to come in.

"What's wrong?" Donna asked, concern on her face.

Harvey shrugged, unable to look at her.

"Nothing's wrong. Can't a friend just visit another friend?" he asked.

Donna sighed and when Harvey glanced at her she seemed annoyed.

"Harvey, you don't have to tell me it was a mistake. I meant what I said yesterday."

"And I agree with you! But something else happened after that."

"What about it?"

"It shouldn't be like after the other time" Harvey said.

Donna knew what he meant. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other but stayed silent.

"We should talk about it" Harvey mumbled, feeling as nervous and uncomfortable as her.

"Because that's what friends do?" Donna asked, joking nervously.

Harvey smiled shortly.

"Something like that."

"Well" Donna said as she walked into her kitchen. "When friends talk about things like that, they'll need things like this" and she handed him a glass of scotch.

"I can get behind that" Harvey smiled.

Donna smiled back but then turned serious again. She took a step towards him.

"And then they talk about how big a mistake it was..., and that they have no idea how it happened..., and that it should never happen again" she said. They stared at each other.

"And they talk about how they won't make a big deal out of it, because they both knew they are best off being friends…" she said in a soft voice.

Harvey downed his drink without taking his eyes off of her. Those eyes again. Knowing and questioning.

"What do they do then..? Harvey asked hoarsely.

Donna smiled a small smile.

"Then they laugh about how stupid they have been."

Harvey laughed.

"And they laugh about how silly it all was."

She had little smile on her face that seemed content, yet also a bit sad at the same time.

"Ridiculous" he said as he stepped even closer to her.

Harvey heard the blood buzzing in his ears as images from the previous night raced through his brain. They stood close to each other, their eye contact only broken when Donna looked at his lips for a second.

'This is a bad idea' repeated in his head as he leaned in, but any thought was drowned out by the sound of his heartbeat as he kissed her. Again…