Note: I received some feedback suggesting that things had been a little "too sweet." While I can't help but want Darvey fluff 24/7, it's time to throw in someone who is NOT going to be as happy as everyone else has been about the situation. I don't like it, but I knew something along these lines was always going to happen. I haven't even written it yet and I'm already upset.

…

The next few weeks were a blur as Donna moved her things into Harvey's and they settled in on a routine with Rosie.

As she hung up the last of her dresses in their closet, Harvey started, "Are you sure you want to keep your apartment?"

"Harvey, we've been over this, we don't need two of everything here, and it's a perfect place for your mom or any other visitors to stay when they're in town."

Harvey sighed, "I know, but it just makes me feel like you're keeping it in case…" he trailed off.

Giving him a look, Donna walked over and placed her hands on his shoulders. "How many times have you tried to get rid of me over the years?"

Harvey gave her a surprised look, "None?"

"Wrong," she smiled, "I distinctly remember getting fired, not once, but twice, this last time because your controlling therapist girlfriend didn't like me."

"Donna –"

"And look where we are now," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You should know by now that I am not," she kissed him, "going," she kissed him again, "anywhere."

Harvey pulled her in closer, "I think I could use some more reassurance," he said in a low voice, as he pulled her down onto their bed.

…

It was a Saturday morning in late October, when Donna's phone rang.

"Dad, hi," she said with a smile.

"Hi sweetheart, how are you?"

Donna swallowed; she hadn't exactly told her parents about everything that had happened over the last two months.

"Things are great, busy with work, the usual," she replied lightly.

"I hope that boss of yours isn't running you into the ground," he said flatly.

No, but his kid sure is, she thought as she smiled at Rosie, covered in maple syrup in her high chair across from her.

"I'm fine, Dad," she pushed back.

"Well, I am coming into the city for a dinner tonight, and wanted to see if you had time to squeeze me in for breakfast tomorrow morning?" he questioned.

Donna's stomach dropped. Shit. She wasn't ready to tell him about this yet; not when his relationship with Harvey was so strained -

"Donna?" he asked, when she didn't respond.

"Um, yeah, I can do that. Breakfast sounds great. Just let me know where to meet you."

…

When Harvey came back from his run, he found Donna curled up on the couch with a sleeping Rosie in her arms.

"You know she has a whole bedroom for this right?" he teased.

Donna rolled her eyes, "Someday she won't be this little, and she'll be too independent to want to snuggle with her mom."

Harvey smiled, as he bent over to give her a kiss, "Well then, when she gets too big, we'll just have to get ourselves another one, and when that one gets too big, we'll just have to –"

"You're an idiot," she smiled. "Coffee's on the counter for you."

Grabbing his mug and sitting down across from them, he took a big sip.

"My dad called," Donna blurted out.

"Oh?" Harvey gave her a look, "Is everything okay?"

Donna nodded, "He's coming in to the city," she paused, "He wants to have breakfast tomorrow."

"And…?" He questioned cautiously.

"Harvey, I don't know…" she trailed off. "Part of me thinks I should talk to him alone first, and I don't want to bring Rosie before we tell him…" she shook her head.

"Hey," Harvey said moving next to her. "I understand if you want to tell him on your own, but we're a team, and that means that you never have to."

She inhaled, "I want you to be there, but I'm still not sure that I want to bring her."

Harvey nodded, "I'll call Louis, he's been begging me to let him and Sheila watch her."

Donna's eyes went wide. "You're really about to leave your kid with Louis to go to a potentially disastrous breakfast with my dad?"

"First of all, I'm leaving our kid, with Sheila," he smiled. "And second, you told me that I needed to tell my mom about her because she was her family. Your parents are her family too."

Donna smiled, gently nodding her head, she sighed, "Okay."

…

When Jim Paulsen walked into the restaurant, he stiffened when he saw Harvey sitting next to Donna at their table.

"Hi Dad," Donna said nervously as she got up to hug her father.

"Jim," Harvey stuck out his hand towards the man, who had a confused look on his face.

"Donna, I didn't realize your boss would be joining us for breakfast today," he quipped.

Donna sighed, not off to a great start, she thought.

"Dad, you know Harvey and I have been friends for a long time," she said defensively.

"I know, I just thought I would be having breakfast with just you," he gave Harvey a look.

Looking towards Harvey, and back to her dad, Donna took a deep breath. "There's actually something that I've been meaning to talk to you and mom about," she paused searching for the words to continue.

Harvey reached for her hand, Jim's eyes darting towards their intertwined fingers.

"Dad, Harvey and I have been seeing each other for the last few months."

Jim was silent as he digested the news. "But there's something else we wanted to tell you, too."

His eyebrows shot up inquisitively.

Donna gave Harvey a look, signaling for him to share the rest of the news.

"About two months ago I found out that I had a daughter," he started, "there's a lot more to the story, but her mother passed away and I got full custody of her. When all of this happened, my whole life was turned upside down. I wouldn't have made it through the first few weeks of being a dad without Donna's help." He gave her a smile, "She was there for me from day one; there for my daughter from day one. She's always been the most important person in my life, but this experience has shown me that she's everything I could ask for in a partner."

Jim looked from Harvey back to Donna, "So let me get this straight; Harvey finds out he has a kid - with another woman no less - and calls you, like he always does, to come in and what? Raise it for him?"

"Dad that's not –"

"Unbelievable," Jim shook his head. "This man has consumed every minute of your time since you started working for him, Donna. I shouldn't even be surprised that he'd expect this from you too."

Donna was too stunned by the words that were directed at her to respond.

"Jim," Harvey cut in, trying to keep his tone even despite the accusations being thrown his way, "I would never ask her to do something like that."

Jim huffed out a laugh, "You should know by now that you wouldn't have to." He rolled his eyes, "I'm sure you didn't ask her to work 15 hour days, or skip out on holidays with her family, or give up her acting career." He shook his head. "You have always taken advantage of her loyalty. And now to bring a child into the mix? When will it end?"

Harvey gripped Donna's hand tightly under the table as he struggled to control his temper.

"Dad," Donna said, her voice breaking as she struggled to hold back the tears in her eyes. "These have been some of the happiest months of my life, why can't you just listen –"

Jim cut in, "Because you're going to get hurt, Donna. You said it yourself, Harvey has never committed to a relationship. What happens when this ends? What happens when you've gotten attached to this child and he takes her away from you?"

"I would never do that," Harvey spat, his anger rising. "Donna is her mother, we are a family, and that is never going to change."

"Bullshit she's her mother," Jim retorted. "You knock up some one night stand and have the nerve to expect my daughter to come to the rescue."

Donna went white.

"What did you just say to me?" Harvey was on the verge of blowing up.

"I said –"

"That's ENOUGH." Donna snapped, tears streaming down her face. "We came here to tell you this because we wanted all of us to be a family. Because we wanted you and mom to have a relationship with you granddaughter," she paused, wiping the tears from her eyes. "That little girl means the world to me. I thought you of all people would understand what that feels like." She shook her head, "But if this is the way you're going to act, the way you're going to talk about her, then as far as I'm concerned, she's better off not knowing you at all."

"Donna," Jim started, "how can you be saying this about a child that isn't –"

"I am her GODDAMN MOTHER," Donna screamed across the table, as she stood up and turned to leave. Harvey was out of his seat and out the door right behind her.

…

Barely catching her as she collapsed into tears on the sidewalk, Harvey held her close as she sobbed.

"I'm so sorry, Harvey," she said as she struggled to catch her breath in between sobs. "I can't believe he said those things to you –"

"Hey, its okay," he kissed her forehead, pulling her in tighter "it's okay."

"No it isn't," she pushed, "I've never seen him say such awful things," she shook her head. "I knew he would have reservations about all of it but," she sniffled, "I didn't think he was capable of acting like that."

Harvey didn't know what to say, his own anger still boiling from the interaction, while at this same time his heart breaking seeing Donna so upset.

Cupping her tear-stained face in his hands, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. "What do you say we go rescue Rosie from whatever weird stuff Louis has them doing, and we try the whole breakfast thing again with the three of us."

Donna smiled through her tears, "perpetually sticky diner?"

"With our perpetually sticky baby."

…

Note: Please don't hate me. That was hard.