Chapter One

Harvey nodded, "Yes…we! I'm going to need your help for this one."

Donna sat down on the nearby chair. "Well, I'm going to need to minute. To process all this." She looked up at him, still unwilling to believe the words that were coming out of his mouth. It seems like she was in some sort of alternate reality.

Harvey rolled his eyes and just kept staring at her.

"Well, I can't process if you stare at me like that!" Donna exclaimed. "What do you want me to do, Harvey? Look through your little black book and start calling up all the girls to see if they'll still date you?"

He made face. "It's not a book. I, unlike Paul Porter, believe in technology. I have it on a USB."

Donna raised her eyebrows at him, "Are you kidding me, right now?"

Harvey sighed. "No need to go through the little black book. I really only have three women in mind who can be suitable as the future, you know."

"You know? That's what she's going to be. Wow, where do I sign up?" Donna jokingly asked, but upon seeing the seriousness in his face, she changed tactic.

She stood up from the chair, grabbing one of his "balls" as she walked around the room and put her thoughts to words. "Alright, you said three girls," she started. "I'm assuming you mean Scottie, who is now probably married. Then there's Melanie from the DA's office, but we both know that's not going to work out. So that leaves…"

"…Zoe," Harvey finished for her, staring up at her with his big brown eyes.

And Donna swallowed the lump in her throat that she hadn't realized has been there the whole time.

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"Why were we spying on Zoe Lawford earlier?" Mike asked Harvey, referring to his-not-so-subtle-staring during their hot dog lunch.

Harvey stopped walking and stared at him. "We weren't spying!" he exclaimed.

Mike gave him a look. "Oh, really," he drawled out. "We went out of our way to get that hot dog and five minutes after we get there, she magically showed up across the street and you kept on staring. It was a little creepy."

"What was a little creepy?" Donna asked, popping up beside them at their spot in the middle of the Pearson-Hardman (the names haven't been officially changed yet) hallway.

Mike smiled at her in greeting. "How Harvey was spying on…OW." He didn't get to continue as Harvey hit him on head with a folder.

Donna rolled her eyes. "I told you not to bring him along on your little subtle, what was the word you used? Oh right, reconnaissance," she said to Harvey.

Mike looked between the two of them. "What the hell is going on here?" he asked.

Donna shushed Harvey with a stare before starting. "Do you remember the time you guys got…(lowering her voice to a whisper since they were in public) high?" Donna answered. "Well, your little words of wisdom about some kid wearing Osh-Kosh B'gosh got in his head…"

Harvey cut her off, looking at her incredulously, "Did we really have to tell the pup?"

Donna shrugged. "Yes, since this is his wonderful idea." She turned to Mike and finished, "And now, he's looking for the best possible mate to spawn his heirs…hence, Zoe!"

"Spawn?" Harvey glared at her.

Donna's eyes widened but she remained in control. "Jessica wants to see you, now! You should go," she said, gently pushing him towards her office. He walked away but not before giving her a stare she knew so well, his this-is-so-not-over look. Oh, joy!

She looked back at Mike who was staring at her. "That was a little harsh," Mike said.

Donna blinked a couple of times, "Really?" She sighed, "But, you agree with me that it's insane, right?"

"Well…," Mike began, as they started to make their way towards Donna's desk; neither noticing the slinking form of one Louis Litt, who had just heard the entire conversation.