Hey! Here's the forth chapter. I'm happy to hear your opinions, so thank you for your reviews! ;) *

Four.

Donna woke up to the morning call that she had set up at the reception desk. She would go and have a massage at the Hotel Spa. Try and relax for the day's events.

She would have lunch with Harvey, and later they would have to go and meet her family. Donna was dreading every passing minute that pushed that evening closer.

When she got out of her massage, she was feeling much better, only to be shattered bye her cell phone buzzing with another phone call, this time from her sister. She couldn't take it, it would ruin the purpose of the massage.

She hit ignore and made her way to the suite. As she got in the room, Harvey's Jazz records (that she was so used to hear on late nights at the office) came into her earring range. "Hey" She said.

"Oh you're back. How was the massage? Great looking girl putting some cream on you, han?" He teased, with a glazed look in his eyes, as he was probably imagining it.

"Yup her, me and the pool guy. Great fun really. You should try it" She smiled innocently at him, with a glint of mischief in her eyes.

"Aha. Great way to spoil my fun, party pooper" He scoffed at her. "Go get ready. We're going to have lunch in this place near the marina. Where you can actually see the boats." He teased, with his smirk secure in place.

"You're hilarious Harvey" Donna replied with a roll of the eyes as she entered her room to take a shower and change.

When she got out, she had on a tube sunflower dress that hit her mid thigh, which granted a great view of her long tortuous legs. Harvey had a hard time concentrating at first, but he got it together before she noticed it. Harvey had on a pair of dark jeans and a black dress shirt with the top buttons open.

Donna enjoyed (very much so!) seeing her boss in his usual three piece suit and tie – very sexy indeed; but she had to admit… Casual Harvey was a sight to see.

"Ready?" came Harvey's voice.

"Yeah, let's go."

Harvey had actually rented a car, a light grey Chevy Camaro, latest model. Donna knew her boss's love for cars, and if she may say so, she didn't mind it one bit. "Nice ride!" Donna commented as they got to the car in question.

"Let's fire it up!" Harvey said with a glint of wildness in his eyes.

When they got to the restaurant (in record time, she might say) they were seated right in front of a huge window that had a view of the marina with a lot of boats. Donna couldn't bring herself to not smile at Harvey, and he gave it right back to her. His smile, after all those years, still could make her knees weak.

They had a great meal, and when they were finished Harvey suggested a walk by the marina instead of going right back to the hotel, Donna jumped at the chance of delaying her meeting with her family so they went.

"So, tell me about the guy" Harvey broke their comfortable silence after a while.

"What guy?"

"The one. The first time." Harvey clarified.

"C'mon Harvey. Let's not talk about that" Donna was not really sure she felt comfortable talking about it with him.

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours" He joked.

"Fine, if you insist" She huffed. "It was Spring Break. I came here with some college friends. One night we went to a bar and I met this guy, Daniel, we hit it off, had a few dates, and I was pretty smitten. On our last date before I went back home we went out to dinner, and then came back to his boat, and that was it."

"You've never saw him again?"

"I did. He went visiting one time, stayed for a weekend at the campus."

"Only that one time?"

"Yup. Our lives weren't really that compatible" Donna laughed. "Your turn."

"Well.. I was sixteen. And it was with a cheerleader from my high school. I asked her out, and that was it." Harvey said with a flash of smugness in his voice.

"Let me guess... that story stands for the second, and third, and so forward until there were no cheerleaders left?" Donna replied with slight distaste.

"What can I say.. Even back then I was really hot." Came his reply, as if it explained everything.

"You're impossible" Donna told him, but couldn't help but laugh at his air of self-appreciation.

They spent a little more time walking around enjoying their talk, until Harvey told her they really had to go or they wouldn't make it in time for them to change and go to dinner.

Donna resigned to her fate at the hotel, as she was changing into a green dress that went to her knees. She paired it up with beige peep-toe pumps and let her hair cascade in curls. She did a light make up and thought she was ready.

"Here goes nothing" she thought as she went out into the hall.

Harvey was already there, waiting for her. He was in dark dress trousers, a white dress shirt (once again with the first buttons open) and a dark blue blazer. He was hot, that was the way to put it.

"Wow, you brush up nice" Came Harvey's teasing voice as he saw her leaving her room.

"And that comes as a surprise to you?" Donna replied with a glare.

"You always surprise me" He said with a wink that made her laugh.

They went out to the car, and Harvey drove to the designated restaurant that Donna's mother had picked.

As they got into the entrance of the restaurant, Harvey stopped Donna and asked her "Are you okay?"

"Not really. But let's just get it over with."

"It won't be that bad. You can even mock me the whole night for your own amusement. How's that?"

"Very nice of you Harv, but I always mock you" She joked, but in a second she genuinely smiled at him "Thank you." He nodded at her and took her hand. "Come on."

He was the one person that could actually calm her when she was in this state. With renewed assurance Donna entered the restaurant behind Harvey. In a second she saw them. There they were seated at a table.

Her mom and her dad on one side facing the entrance; and her sister with her boyfriend/fiancé/whatever in the other. Her dad was the first to notice her. He smiled brightly at Donna and got up; at his movement Donnas's mom snapped her head up and jumped at the sight of Donna and Harvey. In an instant she was throwing herself in Donna's arms, making so that Donna and Harvey had to let go of each other's hands. She was basically yelling, so loud indeed, that the whole restaurant was turning to watch.

"Donna, honey! Here you are!" she squealed with joy.

"Of course mom, I did tell you I was coming." Donna said, lowering her voice, trying to take the attention off them.

"Soo, you must be Harvey?!" Her mom turned her attention to the man beside Donna.

"Yes Ma'am, I am. Nice to meet you" Harvey replied with easiness and smiling. Donna could see her mom melt at his antics.

"Oh call me Mary! I've been wanting to meet you for so much time now. You and Donna have been together for how long now?" Donna rolled her eyes at her mom's obviousness.

"Mom, 'been working together' not 'been together' " Donna corrected.

"Oh semantics dear" Her mom dismissed her. She was so freaking evident!

"Just completed 12 years, Mary" Harvey said with a smile.

Donna's dad seeing her discomfort came to her assistance. He gave her a big hug and used the fact that Mary was gushing over Harvey to say to her in a murmur "Don't pay attention to your mom, darling. You know how she gets". With a last smile at Donna, he turned to Harvey and shook his hand "Hi, I'm Steve Paulsen. Pleasure."

"The pleasure is mine, Sir. Donna has said great things about you." Harvey smiled at Donna's father and could see where she got her eyes. He could see the same bluntness and friendliness in his as he saw when he looked at Donna's eyes. "All of you" he added as he directed himself to the table.

"Oh, you don't really need to lie. We all know Dad's the only one that has the right to be complimented, by Donna's standards." Came a new voice, Donna's sister, Harvey noted.

"You must be Camille" He said taking her hand, and moving to the guy next to her without giving her the attention he knew she wanted. "And you, Paul – Congratulations on the engagement" He said pleasantly. Paul just nodded his thanks.

"Hey Camille, how are you?" Donna addressed her sister ignoring the earlier jab at her and dad. "Paul, nice to see you again" She said nicely to the guy. She had only met him once, at the last family thing she went to.

"Oh, I'm fantastic. You know.. being this trip to organize my wedding!" She smiled with a touch of nastiness.

Harvey and Donna sat side by side, next to Paul and ordered their meals as Camille kept talking about the arrangements for the wedding. The only one really paying attention being Donna's mom.

"So, Harvey" Started Donna's dad "tell me about yourself"

"Well I'm a lawyer, that's how I met you daughter, at the DA's Office. But I'm pretty sure you already knew that" he smiled at Steve and then at Donna and continued. "I went to Harvard Law School; Jessica, the senior partner of Pearson-Hardman, kind of took me under her wing and helped me pay for it. And later gave me a job. She's kind of like my fairy godmother." Steve nodded and Harvey continued "A little bit like your daughter really. She is basically my life savior. I seriously don't know how she does everything she does. But that's why she's the best, and why I'm the best. Without her it would be much harder to accomplish what we achieve every day."

Donna was looking at him bewildered. She knew Harvey liked to brag, but even so, he didn't exactly like to talk about himself and the help Jessica gave him. And here he was, talking away with her father, with such easiness.

"Don't you wanna hear about the wedding invitations dear?" Donna's mom called to her.

"Oh yeah, sure." She grimaced at Dad and Harvey and went to the other side of the table.

As Donna pretended she was listening to her mother and sister, she kept looking at Harvey and Dad. They seemed relaxed and having a good time. Just by looking at her father she could see he already liked Harvey, and that made Donna inexplicably happy. She smiled at those thoughts and her mom seeing her, assumed she was really invested in the invitations.

"Oh, you like these honey?"

"Uh, yeah.. they're pretty."

"I don't like them. They wouldn't go with my hair" said Camille.

"Oh sure sweetheart, keep looking then. So Donna.. is there something you want to tell us?"

"Me? No, I don't believe so. Why?" Donna didn't have a clue as what her mother was talking about.

"Well.. you came with your 'boss' " She actually made air quotes at the word 'boss'. "We thought, maybe you wanted to announce something."

"Yeah! And ruin my spotlight!" Her sister accused her with a false smile plastered on her face.

"Please.. I do not have an announcement mom! And I couldn't be less interested in messing with your 'spotlight' Camille!" Donna said in a huff and went to her chair by Harvey as her dad excused himself to go to the bathroom.

"Incredible! Not even one hour in and they're already making me crazy" Donna complained.

"Stay here. You dad's really great! I can see everything you told me about him" Harvey murmured to her and smiled.

She smiled back at the fact that Harvey liked her dad too, she knew he would. Donna had avoided talking about her family for most of the time because of her sister, the exception being her dad. She had told Harvey a lot of story's about him and the stuff they would do together. And Harvey would occasionally mention a nice memory that he had from his childhood, also from his moments with his father. He didn't talk a lot about his mother, he told her once why, but he didn't like to get into it. And Donna didn't push.

As they got to the end of dinner, her mom and sister made her promise she would go with them the next day 'wedding dress shopping'. She clearly didn't want to, Harvey noted, but she didn't really have much choice. So Donna ended up running out of excuses and agreed to it, they said their goodbyes and she and Harvey got back to the hotel.

The drive back to the hotel was quiet, Harvey knew Donna didn't enjoy bickering with her sister, and that was why she just ignored her most of the times, but he could see that she was upset. Or at least saddened by it, so he let her be and didn't try and engage on mindless conversation.

When they finally got to their suite Donna took her shoes off and dropped her handbag on the couch before going into the terrace. Harvey took his jacket and put in on the back of a chair before entering his room. He got out with one of his cardigans on his hand and proceeded to get two glasses of scotch. When he had the three objects in his hands he went into the terrace and looked at Donna in silence for a few moments until she addressed his presence.

Even as distracted by her thoughts as she was, Donna felt Harvey's presence on the terrace with her. After an instant she looked at him and smiled. He then, knowing she was chilly, put his cardigan on her shoulders and handed her a glass.

"Thanks, Harvey" she said sincerely looking at him. He shrugged and moved on to the subject he knew was on her mind.

"So.. Your sister, feistiness runs in the family huh?" He smirked at the reaction he brought to her. Donna laughed and said "Yeah, that's a nice way to put it."

"For the record… I prefer your feistiness than hers." He winked at her and smirked.

"Nu-huh, the Harvey specter's charm not gonna work on me!" She said with a snicker.

"You say that now, but when you've experimented my 'skills' you wouldn't want anything else for the rest of your life" he smirked at her, in all his smugness.

"Yeah, yeah.. say that to the 100 women that pass through your bedroom, in a month, and never again hear from you."

"Well, they're not you." Was his simple response as he looked into the ocean.

"Smooth" She laughed, giving him a slight glance before returning her eyes to the same view Harvey had his own.

They were in silence for a while, Harvey knew that when Donna wanted to talk about it she would, and she didn't disappoint.

In a second she sighed and said "I really don't know why we have this strained relationship. When we were kids, we would play games and have fun. We both enjoyed being theatrical so we played a lot of pranks on people we knew, just for fun and amuse ourselves. Even though I'm older than her 5 years, we were close." She smiled for a moment at the memories. But in a second a frown returned to her face and she continued. "But as we grew up, things changed. We grew apart, and got into different things. She used to like to just stay inside watching reality TV shows and gossiping with her friends, and even with mom; while I preferred to be somewhere reading a book or on my own room watching movies she thought were' boring' – Donna rolled her eyes at this, as if some of the best classics were 'boring' – and even at weekends I would go to games with dad and she would scowl at us and say she preferred to go and shop with mom. Just like that, it was like she hated me. I thought it was just a phase, and that she would grow out of it and we would go back to normal. But that didn't happen and I got tired of trying, to be honest. So it has been like this since then." Donna sighed again and looked at Harvey, who had turned as she was talking, to look at her.

Harvey couldn't really understand what Donna was feeling. He was an only child - 'thank god for that'- he thought as he remembered his upbringing. He wouldn't want for anyone else to deal with what his mother had done. He and his father hurting because of her actions was more than enough.

Donna continued after a moment, "We should be able to be happy for one another's accomplishments in life at least, not be barking at each other every time we're together. I can understand siblings teasing each other, but she does it with real meanness. And I just can't bring myself to be pleasant either. I usually don't care, not even waste time thinking about it, but being here… I can't always ignore it. " She looked sad, without any hope for this vacation to go well.

So Harvey did the only thing he could think of; he knew he would always make everything in his power to make Donna happy, and he vowed to himself that he would make the most of this trip for her. He took her glass and put both hers and his on the table that was next to them. He then walked to her again and hugged Donna, kissed her forehead and told her "It'll be okay."

Donna wanted to laugh at the clichéd words, but as she looked into his eyes she truly believed him. He gave her a sense of calm and tranquility.

She could never comprehend how the same person that made her want to rip the hair of the skinny-ass model type girls he would sleep with; was also able to make her reach a sense of serenity in a minute when she was angry and sad. She felt protected in Harvey's arms; she felt good, like anything bad could happen to either of them if they stayed like this. She knew the feelings couldn't last, and that if she was smart she would be in her room already, trying to bury the want and need for the man that had her in his arms, but she couldn't bring herself to do it tonight. She just wanted the comfort he brought to her.

"And if you feel like killing her, come to me. We can use that rage on other activities." He wiggled his eyebrows comically at her in an attempt at making her laugh. It worked, in a second her laugh was being carried into the night's chilled air. He loved her laugh, he was not going to admit it to her, but he did. And it made him pleased to know that he was the one making her laugh.

Suddenly he distanced himself from her and told her "Stay here" pointing a finger at the place she was standing in.

"What? Why?" Donna replied stunned as she was unexpectedly taken out of the comfort of his arms.

She heard him go to his room and yelled "If you're actually thinking I'm sleeping with you tonight, you're sorely mistaken. I'm not that mad at my sister!" She yelled to him with a smirk on her face, even though he couldn't see it, he knew that it was there.

Harvey laughed at her antics and put on one of his favorite vinyls on the hall's player.

As the music started playing, Harvey got back out there. She smiled at him and said "You actually packed vinyls to bring?"

"You know I can't live without my Jazz." He said very seriously, looking at her.

"That I do" She smiled at him and he put his left hand on her hip as he grabbed her hand with his right one.

They molded they're body's into each other and started swinging to the music in silence. Neither one wanted that night to end.

They didn't need to talk anymore tonight; they just needed to be in each other's arms and company.