A/N – I've had this idea in my head for a while, but you will have to bear with me as I try and navigate this story as it will be my first multi-chapter fic. I am however looking for someone who may want to bounce some ideas I have for this fic. If your interested please message me, it would really help me out.

It's days like today when he missed her. Having won a big case albeit questionable as to how they won but Harvey Specter pulled through like he normally does and has done for his clients for years. He sits in his office, glass of McCallan 18 in his hand, staring out at the cubical that once was hers. As the liquor burns the back of his throat, he reminisces the days they would celebrate a big win; listening to his fathers' music, drinking whiskey and talking about anything and everything.

Things were different now, have been for nearly three years. He now goes home to a woman, who will have dinner ready and will ask him about his day. They will celebrate, by having a passionate night in bed together, for her it will be 'love making'. For him, he will be replacing her face with the only woman he knows he should be with.

The next day Harvey and Paula are sat having breakfast when Paula begins to broach the topic of them setting a date again. The last time she bought this up it didn't end well. She started over analysing him and he was afraid she would see right through it. Harvey may have put a ring on her finger but that was only because she wanted it or more insisted it. For the first year and a half his excuse was that they should enjoy being engaged, and plan the big day during that time. It then turned into an argument over his commitment issues to which he would go straight to bed and the topic wouldn't be spoke of for another couple months.

Underneath it all, she knows why he won't commit, but she pushes that out of her mind like a bad memory.

"Harvey, if we don't have this talk now, when are we going to set a date?"

"Tonight, I promise we will talk about it. I have a really important meeting so I really need to shoot off."

They both know tonight will never come. Harvey heads on his way to the firm, not before giving Paula a quick kiss to appease her questioning gaze. As he gets into the elevator and hits the 50th floor button he starts to think of her. He doesn't know why but recently he can't help but think of her more. Maybe it's all the talk of marriage. He never thought he would end up with anyone but her and maybe that's the reason he's been putting off his marriage to Paula for so long.

He shakes his head at the thought, she's never coming back. She made that clear in her letter to him. Heck she's even cut off all of her friends, never hearing from her again after the night she left. Which has led to the rift that once used to be between Louis and Harvey appear ever since she left. The glue that held the family together was no longer around. Was he to blame for this? In his head, he is the only one responsible for what happened three years ago. The four walls of his office and the cubical outside remind him of what he has lost and why he lost it.

He walks the long way to his office, walking past her old office the one that is now occupied by another COO. No one can replace her, but they had to find a replacement. Once she left, the value of her work was recognised and they needed a COO to function.

He stops for a moment outside her office, empty awaiting the now COO to start her day. He wonders where she is, what she's doing and if she's happy and safe. He thought it would be fine, he could keep tabs on her through Mike and Rachel or Louis. But no, she hasn't spoken to them since she left letters on their desks, respecting her wishes to never be contacted or for them to contact her family.

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"Amelia Claire Paulsen, if you do not get up this second for Nursery, we will be late, your brothers already down having breakfast."

"I up mommy." Amelia, runs down the stairs to the kitchen where her mother was finishing her bowl of porridge and completing the snacks for the twins to take to Nursery.

"Now remember, mommy has to work late tonight so grandma will pick you up from Nursery and Mommy will be home in time for bedtime okay, so be good for grandma."

"Otay" Both twins reply at the same time, mouths full of coco pops.

"Now, come on, up, we need to get ready for Nursery, I heard you guys are painting today." Donna grabs each twins arm pulling them up to get ready for the day.

"Yeah mommy we're drawing families." Henry says as they get to their room, to get their clothes on for the day.

It hits her then, families. Yes, their only two and a half but soon they will be off to school talking about their family life with their friends. Soon they will realise that most families have a mommy and daddy, but theirs doesn't. She still wonders how she's ever going to answer the questions that are inevitably going to come. How will she be able to tell them about their father.

She goes through the motions, getting them buckled in, driving them to their nursery and waving them off as their teacher takes them inside. Soon she finds herself walking into her office building, hitting the 50th floor button. Shaking the memories of the father of her children and storing them in a dark place in the back of her mind. She steps of the elevator, stops to look at her name on the wall and heads towards her office to start her day.

Donna never thought her life would turn out the way it has. Somewhere along the road back when she worked for Harvey, she would dare to dream of them being a couple, married even, maybe with kids. Those were the darkest days, wine in hand on her sofa thinking about what their life could have been. Maybe if she didn't have that stupid rule in place, they could have been all that, but deep down she knew he wasn't ready.

To some extent she wished she had resigned a long time ago, she knew becoming an actress was a pipe dream but maybe if she hadn't followed Harvey to Person Hardman at the time, she may have made it to Broadway.

But now, regrets are not what she dwells on as her life may not be perfect here, but she wouldn't change it for the world. The owner of her own corporate events company in London and juggling two beautiful children with the help of her mother is her life. Yes, her life could easily be better. But Henry and Millie complete her world enough to fill that void.

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Harvey is packing up for the day, ready to face the discussion he has been putting off for too long. With a heavy sigh he puts his laptop in his bag, stretching towards some paperwork he's taking home with him to review for a case that's landed on his desk. When he eyes a shadow of a figure on the floor near the door.

"I'm glad I caught you before you left. I just wanted to present you with this."

A sudden sound of papers slapping the desk could be heard in the calm of the office.

"See you in Court Harvey Specter, you have well and truly been served."