Skyfall

Chapter Sixty

"Isn't this our song?" Harvey asked as he stood next to Rebecca's chair later on during the reception. Rachel had finally gotten all of her questions out of the way and was out dancing with Mike. So he figured this was a good time to approach his wife.

"How did you get them to play this?" She asked as she listened to the opening chords of the song.

"Oh I have my ways." He smirked. He may have ended up paying the band a very large tip to get them to play this song, but it was worth it if it meant he could dance with her. Maybe then they could talk. "Can I have this dance?"

"Did you call and ask Scottie what kind of gesture she thought might make me forgive you? Or did you just go straight to Donna since she is here and it is more convenient for you?"

"Rebecca…please? I'm trying here."

"I'm sorry. That wasn't nice to say." She stood up and faced him. "But Harvey…"

"Please dance with me?" He asked again. "Don't make me have to get on my knees and start begging, because I will if that is what it will take to get you to dance with me."

"You don't have to beg. I'll dance with you." She said, following him out to the dancefloor.

He put his arms around her waist, becoming slightly disappointed when she kept some distance between them. She seemed more interested in looking around the ballroom than his face.

He thought back to their wedding night.

He brought two drinks over to the couch, where Rebecca was sitting. After Patrick and his wife left, they ended up going straight to the bedroom, only coming out when the Chinese food they ordered arrived.

"Thanks." She smiled, grabbing her glass. "What should we toast to?"

He smiled at her and held his glass up. "To us and a very long marriage full of satisfying nights together in bed, lazy mornings together and being a complete ass-kicking team at home and at work."

"I'll definitely drink to that." She grinned as she clinked her glass with his.

He went over to the stereo and turned on some music. Hearing one of his favorites from his father fill the room, he went over and placed his glass on the coffee table.

"Isn't this our song?" He smiled, holding out his hand for her.

"Harvey…" She laughed and took his hand. "We don't have a song."

"It's our wedding night. Isn't it time we change that?"

"You do have a point there and I do love this song." She smiled, letting him pull her to a clear spot on the floor so they could dance.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her as close to him as he could while they swayed to the rhythm.

Nobody
nobody but you, baby
Nooooo
Nobody but you, baby

When I was down and out
I need some company
When I didn't know who to turn to
I was all alone
I need some kind of love
Gonna help me see things through

"I'm sorry that things didn't turn out the way you thought it would." He apologized.

"Well I certainly didn't anticipate today being my wedding day when I woke up this morning." She admitted. "But today was the best day of my life."

"I have to agree with that." He leaned in and gave her a kiss.

"Can you imagine what everyone's reaction will be when they find out that the wedding is canceled?" She giggled.

"They will be confused until we tell them what we did today." He pointed out. "I think Donna will be the only one too upset by it."

"Well at least we are still having the reception and using it as an excuse for a party with everyone." She added.

"That will help smooth over any hurt feelings." He nodded.

Baby, I'm lost in your love
You know what I mean?
Lost in your love
Make me see, who you are

Baby
Nobody but you
Ohhhh
Nobody but you
Nobody

He twirled her, loving the sound of her laughter as she spun around before wrapping his arms around her again.

"Why don't we do this more often?" She asked.

"Get married? Or dance?" He grinned.

"I meant dance." She laughed.

"We can dance whenever you want, especially now that we have a song." He promised her.

I know times are hard
And I know what you're going through
But baby hold on
Hold onto my love
I will take you through

Nobody
Nobody
Make me see, baby, who you are
Baby, nobody but you

"Is it alright with you if we cut this dance short?" She asked.

"Depends on the reason." He grinned.

"Oh you'll like this reason." She smirked, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the bedroom.

"Rebecca?"

"What?" She asked softly.

"Are you going to be mad at me forever?" He whispered.

"I don't know." She shrugged. "Are you going to go talk to Scottie about it to get some clarity before talking to me again?"

"That's not exactly fair…"

"Maybe not. I'm sorry." She interrupted him. "But you haven't exactly been fair lately either."

"No." He admitted. "I haven't. And I am sorry. I just…"

"You know this really isn't the time or the place to talk about it." She interrupted. "This is Louis' wedding day. Shouldn't we focus on that?"

"But you won't talk to me any other time." He complained. "I've tried this morning and you shut me out."

"It sucks, doesn't it?" She scoffed. "Wanting to talk to your spouse but having them rebuff you every time?"

"Rebecca, c'mon. We need to talk this through."

"Look, Harvey I will talk to you all night long if that's what you want if it is about Marcus. I'll do whatever you need to try to get past that. But maybe I don't want to talk about this issue yet. Ok?" She told him softly, starting to cry.

"Why don't you want to talk about it?" He questioned. "It isn't going to fix itself unless we talk about it."

"Maybe I'm afraid that if I talk to you right now I'll just say something that I can't take back. Maybe I'm afraid that everything we've worked so hard to build is just crumbling around us and I don't know how to fix it."

He moved his hand to dry some of the tears on her face but she pulled back, drying the tears herself.

"It's a good thing people normally cry at weddings." She laughed darkly. "I can say I'm just overcome with emotion."

The song was over now and she pulled out of his grasp. They stood there, staring at each other on the dance floor. He wasn't sure what to say anymore because he was afraid of the same things she was afraid of.

"If you'll excuse me." She sniffled and then left the dance floor.

Rebecca stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, trying to salvage her makeup. Thankfully she had put on waterproof mascara, so it wasn't that bad. She wasn't lying to Harvey when she told him she felt like their marriage was falling apart. The other morning, waking up in his arms, she felt like things were better. But now she didn't know how to trust that he was telling her everything because he had obviously left things out about his past.

She couldn't help it. She was also mad at him for avoiding her the past several weeks. How could she not be mad about that? She tried her hardest not to make him feel any worse than he already did about it, but their relationship ever since Marcus died sucked. There were so many times she just wanted to crawl into his arms and hear him tell her things were going to be alright, or just kiss him or talk to him.

She was a total mess without him. All she wanted to do was crawl under the covers and wake up when he was going to return to her. But she found a way to pick herself up and continue on with everything while he was able to completely detach from her and still function. He was able to take care of the kids when they were in Boston, he managed to get Marcus' financial affairs settled, and then he came back to the firm and stepped back into everything without missing a beat. Hell, if it hadn't been for Scottie who knows when he would have come back to her.

There were cracks forming in their marriage…cracks that were threatening the very foundation of their relationship. And she wasn't sure how to fix it. She had ideas, but wasn't sure he would go along with it.

She heard the door open and saw Donna walk over to her.

"Hey. Are you ok?" Donna asked, standing next to her. "I saw you come in here and you looked upset.

"Everything's great." She put on a fake smile and shoved her makeup back into her purse. Before she could leave, Donna lightly grabbed her wrist.

"What's going on?" Donna asked. "You're obviously upset. What's going on?"

"You mean Harvey didn't tell you?" She scoffed.

"No." Donna shook her head.

"I figured he would have let you know since you two are so close."

"What's going on?" Donna asked. "And why do I get the feeling you are mad at me? You have been avoiding me all day."

"Why didn't you ever tell me that you slept with him?" She asked in a soft tone.

"Who?"

"Harvey." She rolled her eyes. "Why didn't you ever tell me that?"

"Oh. Well because I didn't think it was important." Donna explained. "It happened a really long time ago and it was just one night long before he even met you. Besides, I figured it was Harvey's responsibility to tell you about it."

"Do you have feelings for him?"

Donna laughed softly. "No. I'm with Charles and I love him. I'm not interested in Harvey like that."

"Well did you have feelings for Harvey?"

"I won't lie to you. I did have feelings for Harvey for a very short time. I thought maybe there could be something between us. But that was a long time ago and I certainly don't have those feelings for him anymore. I have only ever loved him like a brother. So that's why I didn't say anything. It is a non-issue to me and should be to you too." Donna explained.

She saw Donna reach into her purse for something.

"In fact, I can prove to you that it is a non-issue if you can promise to keep a secret for a few days."

"What's going on?" She couldn't help but be curious now.

Donna pulled out a ring box. "I came in here to check on you and show you this. Charles proposed last night and I said yes. But, like you, I didn't want to overshadow Louis on his big day. You know how he gets about that type of thing."

"Yeah. He hates it because it reminds him of his childhood when Ester would overshadow him." She chuckled. Donna opened the ring box and she admired the ring. "It's exquisite."

"He has some pretty good taste, doesn't he?" Donna asked, turning the ring box around to look at it.

"Of course he does." She smiled. "He chose you. Congratulations." She hugged her friend.

"So see?" Donna pointed out as they pulled apart from the hug. "You don't have to worry about me. I'm very happily engaged."

"But he's keeping things from me." She told her friend. "First stuff with Marcus, then Scottie and now you. How am I supposed to trust him?"

"You have to trust that he loves you." Donna told her. "And at some point you have to decide whether or not you want to be mad at him or try to work through it."

"Do you ever get tired of being right?" She sighed.

"Not really." Donna grinned.

"I'm sorry for being hostile earlier." She apologized.

Donna gave her a hug. "It's ok. We can just blame pregnancy hormones."

She laughed. "Think I can use that with Harvey?"

"I think you could use any excuse and Harvey would forgive you in a heartbeat."

"I think it might be time to test that theory." She laughed. "I should probably go find him."

"You won't have to go far." Donna laughed. "He's standing right outside the door."

"Seriously?"

"Yep." Donna nodded.

"Then I guess it will be easy to find him." She took a deep breath before exiting the women's bathroom. Sure enough, Harvey was leaning against the wall with his head hanging down. His head popped up when the door shut and he stood up straight.

"Hey." He greeted.

"Hey." She said.

"Do you want to just go home?" He asked. "I know you aren't having a good time and I'm not either."

"No. We should stay. They haven't even cut the cake yet." She shook her head and walked over to him.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

"Not really." She shrugged. "Are you ok?"

"Not really." He echoed her words. "I don't want there to be this distance between us."

"I don't either." She agreed.

"I want us to be happy again."

"I want that too."

"So how are we going to fix that?"

She thought about it for a moment before coming up with a plan. "I have an idea."

"Ok." He nodded. "Whatever it is, I'll do it."

She grabbed his hand and started leading him back into the ballroom. She knew her way around this place pretty well because it was one of the places Donna kept dragging her to her to when she was trying to help plan their wedding. This was the second choice venue in case the first choice was booked and Donna couldn't work her magic to get it unbooked. So it didn't take her long to navigate through the crowds of people to get where she wanted to be.

"Where are we going?" He asked.

"You'll see." She told him, not looking back at him as she practically dragged him. They went out of the ballroom into a hallway. Then out to a private balcony. Thankfully there wasn't anyone out there.

"What are we doing out here?" He asked.

"We are going to hash this out."

"Right here?" He scoffed. "Isn't there somewhere else we could do this that isn't so public?"

"Not many people know about this place." She assured him. "It's a fairly private space."

"Ok." He nodded. "Where do we begin?"

Song Credit: Nobody But You by Charles Bradley