Ch.11
"I need an anchor
To hold me through the storm
I see the danger
Can't fight it on my own"
For the first time in the history of their Pearson-Specter partnership, Donna did not know where Harvey was.
What the hell?
Donna slowly walked down the hall of the Pearson-Specter building trying to figure out where the lawyer could've gone. They just came back from a case four hours ago. Now suddenly he had disappeared? She clenched the report in her hand.
No, Harvey doesn't disappear - that was her job.
Donna paused as she passed a hall with two familiar people having a hushed conversation.
"Did Harvey come and bug you yet?" Rachel asked glancing down at her computer.
"Ugh - no, not yet. He's running around trying to get things done. I can't believe he's doing it all so last-minute!" Mike said in disbelief.
"What do you think Donna will say?" Rachel asked curiously.
"Honestly? I have no idea. She's a wild card - even on a good day sometimes she looks like she wants to attack me." Mike said warily shaking his head. Rachel rolled her eyes.
Donna narrowed her eyes - like right now.
"How long do you think he'll be gone?" Rachel said cautiously.
"I don't know - when is he planning on telling her exactly?" He asked instead of answering her question.
Donna froze - she had absolutely no idea what they were talking about. What on earth was going on?
But more importantly - why hasn't Harvey told her anything?
It was time to spy on her own partner.
"What are you doing, Harvey?" Donna muttered as she spun around and stalked down the hall towards the his office - she could always charm her way into gaining access to all the access of his schedule. When that doesn't work, she had a taser stashed on the bottom corner of her desk.
Donna froze as she was about to round a corner when she heard the voice of the person she was looking for. There seemed to be a lot of secret conversations occurring in the hallways today.
"Now Norma...listen to me very carefully. I wanted to ask you-" Harvey started to say very slowly. Norma's eyes lit up like it was her birthday.
"You finally want to go to that new pony farm opening with me?" The dark-haired-old woman squealed, jumping up and down.
"NO!" Harvey shouted smacking his palm over his face.
"But nobody wants to go to New Jersey with me!" She whined.
"'Cause you're psychotic now." He muttered under his breath. Her face darkened - a vivid contrast to her smiling expression a moment ago. He swore the secretary was bi-polar.
"What was that Harty?" She asked darkly. Harvey paled. There was a reason the old woman was stuck with Louis Litt.
"Nothing! Just do me a favor and give this to Donna Paulsen, okay?" Harvey said passing her a white slip of paper. Norma furrowed her brow as she stared at the little white sheet in her hand.
"You know she's going to murder you, right?" She said point-blank. Harvey gaped at her.
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" Harvey asked in disbelief.
"'Cause you're stupid." She said simply. Harvey sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Just do it and I'll go to that...stupid...pony show...with you." Harvey said painfully. The woman's face lit up once again.
"Yay! She'll still kill you, but yay!" She exclaimed giving him a tight hug. Donna's eye twitched when the woman didn't let go for a full ten seconds.
"Norma - let go." Harvey groaned.
"Opps. Have fun being mysterious!" She giggled as he gave her a bizarre look before jogging down the hall.
Now that left two polar opposite types in the silent hallway. Donna was about to slip away when the next thing Norma said made her freeze in place.
"Hey, Donna - are you going crazy yet? By the way you need to brush up on your spying skills. I can hear your jealous rage from fifteen feet away." Norma said aloud as she leaned against the wall. Donn tensed - this woman was dangerous. She turned the corner and came face to face with the secretary.
"What did Harvey tell you?" Donn asked narrowing her eyes. Norma smirked.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" She said vaguely. She threw a little paper airplane into the air and walked away. Donna held out her hand and watched as the little paper fell into her open palm.
Sorry I'll be coming home late tonight - something popped up and I need to check it out. Don't wait up!
- H
That just made her a hundred times more suspicious.
Time for a stake out.
3 hours later.
Donna crouched behind a black car as she watched the dark building Harvey had gone into the building an hour or two ago. It was negative twenty degrees outside and she was on the verge of passing out.
"Stupid Pearson-Specter… and Norma." She muttered as she blew warm air on her frozen hands to heat them up. Her car had a tracking device - she couldn't possibly have used that for something like this.
Safety purposes only.
Another twenty minutes later and she was about to call it quits when her cellphone started ringing. She took the vibrating device out of her pocket and stared at the flashing screen that said 'Harvey Specter'.
Coincidence? Not likely. She picked up the call anyway.
"Donna, where are you?" Was the first thing Harvey said in a no-nonsense voice. She winced.
"Um...at home?" She said with the most convincing voice she could manage. Apparently it wasn't good enough because he knew her too well.
"Liar - your cell signal is across the street." He said narrowing his eyes.
"Okay, so maybe I'm sitting across the street behind a black car." She said in defeat. Damn it's hard to trick your partner of seven years.
She looked up as the sound of boots trekking through the snow reached her ears and her eyes made contact with a pair of angry brown ones. Harvey was wrapped in a thick black coat and had his phone still held to his ear.
"Oh my God, Donna." He said staring down at her slightly trembling figure. She glared at him.
It was his fault for taking so damn long!
"How long have you been here?" He asked incredulously. She shrugged.
"As long as you have?" She said warily.
"Let me see your hands." He ordered. She glared at him.
"No." She said childishly. He narrowed his eyes.
"Show me or I'll make you show me." He said warningly. She reluctantly held out her blue-tinted hands for him to inspect. As he predicted they were ice-cold.
"We're going home now." He said firmly. Donna was about to protest his overbearing attitude when she suddenly saw black dots appear across her vision.
"I can take care-" She started to say before her legs promptly gave out under her. She would've crashed to the floor if Harvey wasn't there to catch her.
"What were you saying?" He said dryly as he held her limp body.
No response. He glanced down at the unconscious secretary and shook his head. He sighed as he picked up his hypothermic partner and carried her down the street.
"Donna, sometimes you make life too exciting." He said quietly as he walked home.
1 hour later.
"ACHOO!" Donna sneezed. Harvey handed her another tissue that would ultimately end up in the mountain of white fluff she has created around the couch.
"I hate you, Specter." She muttered before she blew her nose for the hundredth time. He raised an eyebrow.
"I wasn't the one who told you to hold a stake out in the middle of winter at midnight." He said dryly. She glared at him.
"What was I supposed to do when you were acting so suspicious, lately?" She asked incredulously. He gave her a long look.
"Do you trust me, Donna?" He asked suddenly. She froze as he repeated the same words he said to her all those months ago.
"It's kind of hard not to anymore..." She said reluctantly. He gave her a warm look.
"Good. So that means you're going to stop stalking my every move and let me surprise you, okay?" He said patting her on the shoulder. She gaped at his sneakiness.
"But I don't like surprises! ACHOO!" Donna sneezed once again and fell back on the couch.
"Ugh! I hate snow!" She groaned.
"You're Italian!" He exclaimed.
"Still doesn't mean I like snow!" She mumbled into the couch.
"ACHOO!"
A/N: Ohhh what is Harvey hiding? ;) We shall find out soon.
And I looked up what 'Donna's' name means and it said "Lady," but it's also Italian. (I just needed something funny with that)