Thank you so much for your kind reviews. I've tried to update as soon as possible, so here it is. This is how the whole necklace thing goes, I really hope you like it. As usual, let me know!

Harvey left the paper on the couch, standing up and moving towards Donna, her back still turned to him. His father's words played over and over in his head, his brain trying to grasp was his old man meant to say. He needs to look at Donna's face, because it's what usually grounds him. It's always been really simple; whenever he's confused, in need of advice, lost, he'd turn to her. But just from looking at her from behind, he knew she probably was as shaken as him. Her shoulder blades were a bit curved, her grip still very tight on her own arm. He stood right behind her, positioning his hands on both her arms. She shivered as soon as he touched her, and he realized that his movement might have been too rapid. His touch softens, and she feels his breath on her neck as he calls her name just above a whisper, "Donna".

The way he says her name doesn't help. She feels weak, confused, and mostly terrified. She stiffens unintentionally under his touch, and she curses herself for showing that; the last thing she needed was to scare him more. He seems to hear her thoughts, as he whispers, pleading: "Donna, please turn around. It's okay, let me in". Everyone in Harvey and Donna's life had always assumed Harvey had issues dealing with emotions; and he did. But no one except him knew how difficult it was for Donna to let someone completely in, to let go. Here he was, addressing that issue for the first time in over a decade. He needed to know what she was thinking; they had to go through this together, like everything else.

The feelings controlling Donna were more than she has ever felt. A part of her wanted to turn around, slap him on his chest so many times for being who he is, running away and never coming back. Another part of her wanted to turn around and never let him go. She starts turning around, not even sure what option her mind had chosen to follow. She is now facing him, but her look is stuck on his chest, her hands naturally resting on it. "It's okay Donna" he repeats, his hands on her arms sliding to her waist. When she doesn't respond, his hand reaches for her chin, raising her head so he could catch her eyes. The area below her eyes was red from the tears already shed, and her eyes were glassy, still ready to shed some more.

Harvey knew the moment their eyes met what his father meant. Suddenly everything made sense, the realization hitting him harder than he's ever felt. She was the one; the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with, the one he can trust, the one he wants to take care of. He unconsciously smiles, his widening grin confusing Donna even more, as her eyes sent panicking signals. "Why are you smiling?" she asks surprised. His smile grows even wider, and she hates how adorable he looks. "Harvey this is not funny you better tell me wh-" she starts, before his lips crashed down on her, silencing her. The kiss is tender, soft, broken.

It lasts a couple of seconds before she stops him, her finger on his lips. "Harvey" she begs, as she rests her forehead on his. "I'm scared" she admits, the confession sending some relief. "I know" he reassures her, kissing the top of her head, the kisses trailing down back to her mouth. Her lips welcomed him more passionately then seconds ago.

"Harvey" she calls him, "just because Gordon said these words doesn't mean that you want to" she said, her voice breaking, a tear streaming down her face. He steps away in surprise, unable to realize that she had so little knowledge of how much he felt for her. He feels a bit angry, and she immediately sees the hurt on his face. The tears kept rolling down her face, feeling guilty for hurting him when she didn't mean to. But he realizes quickly that he owes it to her; just because Gordon said it, doesn't mean he shouldn't. He had to tell her how he felt, and that has never been easy for him. He excuses himself: "I'll be right back Donna, just give me a minute", retrieving so fast to his bedroom that he didn't hear her weak voice calling him.

Donna stood there in shock, not quiet believing Harvey had just walked out on her. She knew what she had said could be taken in a wrong way, but she didn't mean it like that, she was only expressing her fears. She feels angry at herself for crying, wiping away her tears.

Harvey stood in front of the mirror, breathing in and out heavily, nodding at his reflection. "You can do this Harvey" he whispered to himself, sliding the box with the necklace in his pants, walking towards the living room. As soon as he stepped into the room, he found Donna ready to talk: "Listen Harvey, I didn't mean it like that. I just don't want us to go into this because of your father. I want you to be sure you want this, and I don't know if you do" she explains, "want this" she continues. She spoke loud and clearly, very determinate to convey her message.

He was glad to see her back to her usual strength, but couldn't quite suppress his surprise: "Are you kidding me?" he says, walking towards her, tilting her head to the left, a sign of nervousness that Donna notes. "Do you have any doubt about what I feel for you?" he continues, noticing her lips trembling. "Donna you have amazed me from the moment I met you, and what stopped me from pursuing you at the D.A office was that rule of yours. I'm not blaming you for it Donna, I'm glad you maintained it since you were right; I was not ready and I would have hurt you and lost you forever" he explains, remembering to breathe after saying the whole sentence. She stood there, biting her lower lip, bracing herself for what's coming, wondering if she could take in more confessions today.

"Then we tried the whole 'let's date other people thing' and it lasted too long. I was never happy with anyone other than you Donna, but I was never sure of what you felt. And I have trust issues Donna, you know that. I couldn't bring myself to open up to you, not knowing for sure how you felt. I promise you I will try to be better. I have battled with things inside me longer than you know; I do not know why they are there or if it's because of my mother, I only know that they feel manageable, defeatable, when I'm around you"

Her jaw dropped at his last words, the tears now showering her face, as she struggled with words. "Harvey" she said, stepping closer to him. "I'm not finished" he says, as he swallows to continue. "I'm ready Donna, and so are you. I'm sick of waiting around; we should be growing old together, start a family while we still can" he explains, and she can't bring herself to believe what she is hearing. Sure she knew Harvey wanted a family, but she had always imagined it would be in a not so near future. He walked even closer to her, now a few steps apart. "You see Donna, somewhere between long nights at work, your shopping excursions and pre-court rituals, I fell in love with you" he finally admits, looking at an astonished Donna. He leaned down on one knee, taking the necklace box out of his pocket, as Donna's eyes widened in surprise, her hand covering her open mouth. "Harvey" she says, not finding other words to say. "It can be in a month, an hour, a year, whenever you want. But it's with you. Will you marry me?" he continues, opening the box and exposing the 14K diamond necklace to Donna. "You can say something now" he says, smiling softly at her expression, his heart beating fast and loud.

A million words popped into her head as she looked at a one-kneed Harvey in front of her. She wanted to joke about the lack of ring, or about how his knees should be hurting by now but instead, one syllable comes out of her mouth. "Yes" she murmurs, as he stands up in surprise. "Yes?" he asks again, unsure of what he has heard. She nods, a smile covering her face, as he steps closer to her, putting the necklace around her neck. "It's perfect" she says, unable to contain her emotions. "Just like you" he whispers, his lips quickly merged with hers, as they kiss each other like there's no tomorrow.

His hands trail down her body, touching it in ways she didn't know possible. She stopped him for a minute, looking him deep in the eyes before saying: "You do know I'm going to need a ring right?" in all seriousness, only her eyebrow suggesting she was joking. He grins against her mouth kissing it again before moving to her neck. "Harvey" she says again, as he gives her a 'what now' look. She doesn't say anything for a second, letting her eyes speak, before she finally whispers: "I love you"

Harvey feels his heart growing in his chest, like the world could not hold him anymore. He leaned in and kissed her tenderly, the kiss turning passionate as she jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Take me to bed Specter" she orders him, her face in the crook of his neck, his hands cupping her ass.

"You got it, fire" he answers, carrying her to bed

And as the world comes to an end,

I'll be here to hold your hand,

Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart

Thank you for reading this! I hope you enjoyed it, I still have a couple of ideas for one or two chapters, maybe one with how they tell everyone, and the pre-wedding period, and one with the wedding. Only of course if you'd like me to.

Please review and let me know what you think

-G