Prologe

It has been a tough day. A though week, actually. He has just giving in his resignation – hoping it would help, somehow. He never thought he would leave the firm but he was trying to save the place, he calls his home. He was trying to save Jessica, his mentor and idol. He never imagined it could take such a turn. He would give up everything if it was necessary and right now he was about to do so.

Although he did everything to keep it together he's now facing the fact, that he could lose Mike – for good. Everyone he gives a crap about leaves. Sooner or later. His mom, his dad, his brother, Scottie, Donna and now Mike. He hasn't even had enough time to processing that. Since Rachel came into his office telling him that Mike's been arrested his only focus was doing everything he could to prevent the worst. Now, that Mike's back home and he got at least get a chance to breath, to pause for a while, to make a plan. A plan that should better be working because he's not ready to lose Mike too. He will not let this happen!

So he was on his way back home. He should really get some sleep a hot shower and probably eat something because tomorrow will be even more exhausting. He's pretty sure they won a battle while the war has just began.

He was lost in his thoughts when he opened the door, so at first he didn't realised that the light in his condo was turned on. He put his keys on the cupboard like always. Suddenly he felt it. It was nothing he could see, hear or even smell. It was just a feeling: something was different. Someone was here. The realization that he wasn't alone didn't scare him, it didn't even bother him, much more he felt relieved. There were only a view people in Harvey's live that the janitor knows well enough so he would let them get to Mr. Specters' private rooms: Mike, Markus, Jessica and … Donna. And suddenly he knows who's been waiting for him, why the presence of his visitor calms him that much. It must be her. He just… feels it.

And really: when he enters the living room, he could see the gorgeous redhead. Her white dress was perfectly fitting to the black couch she's was sitting on. For a second it crossed his mind, that the thought of her waiting for him to come home feels right. Like it should never be any different.

She had already poured herself some of his whiskey and pretended that she hadn't heard him coming. Then he saw it: she had taken the cactus she once gave him as a birthday present from his bookshelf and put it on the table. He still remembered her words, like it had been yesterday: "That's Peter. The most patient creature on this earth. If you can't let any human beings in your live and most importantly keep them there, you may try it with him. He doesn't have ears so he can't hear any of the stupid things you say. Just keep him alive!" He has always loved it, when they teased each other. He had to suppress his smile.

"It's still alive." She states with a raised eyebrow.

"Did you think I would let it die?"

"No, but I thought you might give it away." She said smiling and took another sip from her (actually his) whiskey.

"Well, I'm more sentimental than you think. How did you get in here?"

"Jessica told me how when I told her what I was coming here to do."

"And what is that?"

"You need me." She was doing it again: pretending to know what's best for him. He raised an eyebrow but she really knew better, like always, so she didn't answer his reaction.

"Because as good as Gretchen is, she can't be a part of this, and you know it." Was she really saying, what he thinks she was? Was she really ready to take this step back?

"You're saying you're coming back to me?"

"Yes. I am." He paused a second. Was this really possible? Right when he thought everything was falling apart, she was here to give him some hope again? Now, he couldn't fight the smile raising in his face any longer.

"Good."

"Good."

"Then we'll see you back in the office tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm coming back." He knew if he had Donna by his side, he could stand everything. He would never admit that but it was the truth. Suddenly there was no reason for him to fight this war alone.

"How did you swing that?"

"Hasn't happen yet but I got a little secret weapon called Mike Ross"

"Well then... ", she said, grabbing her purse ready to leave "… see you tomorrow"

"Donna? How did Louis take it?"

"Believe it or not, it was his idea"

In that moment he realised he was not willing to let her go just yet. It has been a terrible day but her presence alone made him smile, let him feel some hope again. The idea of having her around for the rest of the evening, just as in old times, was the only thing that seems right now. But he was scared to push it. They really hadn't separated in good terms and he knew there was still a lot to talk about. But not now. He just wanted his best friend back. The person he trusted most. He wanted Donna back in his life, not just at work. If she wasn't ready for that she would have never shown up here in the first place, didn't she? So he swallowed down his pride and just when she reached his front door he asked:

"Donna? What do you say if we celebrate the partners-reunion a little?"

"Partners? As far as I'm concerned I'm a secretary."

"Come on, we both know it better" There it is: the Donna smile was back. And he saw it: she was ready to come back to him. She was still his person.

"So what do you say? Pizza with yellow tomatoes, as much Maccallen as you want, gossiping about Louis and you're telling me all his dirty little secrets?"

"Oh Harvey, you really know how to convince a girl. But I'm not sure you really wanna know all the details I know about your partner. You can't take it."

"I can take everything."