Note: Extra long chapter for #20! I can't believe I have written over 20k words and somehow people are still reading it. Thank you for everything.

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When they had finished dinner, Lily insisted she didn't need Harvey to accompany her back to her hotel. Rosie was starting to get cranky, and she wanted to leave the two of them to get her ready for bed. Before getting in the car, Lily handed Harvey an envelope.

"What's this?" he gave her a questioning look.

"For when you're ready," she gave his arm a squeeze. "But don't wait too long."

…

Upon saying their goodbyes, Donna took Rosie to her room, while Harvey cleaned up the kitchen. Rocking in her arms as she drifted off to sleep, not yet ready to put her down, Donna thought back her conversation with Lily, and her suggestion of a potential next one.

As she placed a sleeping Rosie in her crib, she stared down at her features; she was all Harvey, of course, but she couldn't help think about what it would be like to have a little girl or boy with freckles dancing across their nose, red hair, mixed with those perfect brown eyes. She sighed as Harvey came in the nursey, wrapping his arms around her from behind.

"You okay?" he whispered, placing a kiss on the side of her neck.

She turned to face him, "I'm fine, just thinking about something your mom said earlier," she gave him a soft smile.

His brows furrowed, "Donna, if she said anything that made you upset –"

"No, no, Harvey," she pushed, "it was sweet, actually."

Harvey didn't seem convinced.

"It just made me realize that we have a lot that we still need to talk about," she said gently, not wanting to overwhelm him.

"Then let's talk," he said, still holding onto her.

She gave him a tired smile, "Not tonight, it's been a long day, and I really should head back to my place."

"You're leaving?" Harvey's eyes went wide.

"Well yeah, Harvey, we have to be at the office tomorrow, and I don't have anything I need over here –"

"We can change that," he cut in, panic rising in his voice.

"We can't change it tonight," she placed a soft kiss on his lips. "It's only a few hours."

Harvey swallowed hard and nodded, "Meet us at drop off in the morning?"

"Of course."

…

When Donna left, the same emptiness crept into his apartment as when she had left after their first day with Rosie together. Sighing, he poured himself a glass of scotch, and sat down on his couch, surveying the quietness that surrounded him.

Reaching in his pocket for the envelope his mom handed him, he took a sharp breath. He had really been receiving a lot of envelopes lately, he thought to himself.

As he dumped the contents out, his heart stopped.

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Monday flew by so quickly that Donna hardly saw Harvey after they dropped Rosie off that morning. He was in and out of the office for meetings, and she had piles of paperwork to get through after being out the week prior.

When she heard Harvey's footsteps enter into her office at 5pm, she didn't even look up from the document she was working through, "If this is about the Reynolds file, I put it on your desk 10 minutes –"

"Mama!"

Donna's head flew up, and a smile burst across her face. That little girl's voice could make everything else in the world disappear.

"Hi sweet girl!" she took a very wiggly Rosie from Harvey as he passed her over her desk. "Are you guys heading home?"

"Rosie is heading home to spend the evening with her grandma, and we are going out." Donna looked at him cautiously. "On a date," he clarified.

Donna laughed, "I thought your mom left this morning?"

"She was planning to, but she offered to take Rosie for the night so we could spend some time together, just the two of us."

Donna shook her head, "That was really sweet of her."

"It was probably more for her than for us, but either way, I'm happy to take her up on it," he smiled. "She's downstairs waiting; Ray is going to drop them off and then come back, be ready to go in an hour?"

Donna kissed Rosie and handed her back to Harvey, "Where exactly are we going?"

He smirked, "You'll see."

…

One hour and 15 minutes later the two of them were seated in the back corner at one of 8 tables in a tiny Italian restaurant.

"How did you find this place?" Donna questioned, sipping her wine and looking at all of the old photographs on the wall.

"An old client's grandparents started this place when they moved here. I helped him out with something a few years ago and he told me to call him if I ever wanted a table."

"You helped him out a few years ago, and you didn't come until now?" she gave him a look.

"I never had someone I wanted to bring."

Donna smiled into her wine glass.

…

After dining on course after course of chef-selected dishes, Harvey sat, arm draped around Donna, hand running up and down her back.

As they finished off their second bottle of wine, he gave her a look. "What do you say we have one more and you finally tell me what it is you wanted to talk about."

Donna inhaled, nodding her head.

…

When two scotches arrived at the table, Harvey remained silent, waiting for Donna to take the lead.

Inhaling sharply, Donna started, "I don't want anything that I'm about to say to seem like I'm questioning whether or not you want this." Harvey raised an eyebrow. "But there were a lot of things that you said when you came over, and –"

"I meant everything." He cut in.

"I know, Harvey, that's not what I'm trying to say," she reassured him, "I just kind of wanted to talk about what you were thinking in terms of…logistics."

"Logistics?" he smiled, "Should we break out the paperwork too?"

Donna rolled her eyes. "Harvey, come on, it's been a long couple of weeks. Our whole lives changed; our relationship has changed, our responsibilities have changed -" She trailed off, sighing. "Starting a relationship and becoming parents at the same time isn't what most people do. I just want to make sure that we're on the same page."

Harvey pulled her closer, while he considered what she said.

"I don't like when you're not at home with us."

Donna smiled, "I don't like when I have to leave you guys."

"Well then let's make it so you never have to."

"Harvey, are you –"

"Every time I look around my condo and you're not there I feel like the wind has been knocked out of me. I want to start and end every day with you, but more importantly, I never want you to feel like you have to be away from our daughter."

Donna had tears in her eyes. She didn't think she'd ever get used to Harvey referring to Rosie as their daughter.

She nodded, unable to form words. Living arrangements were something she was hoping to discuss tonight, but she was shocked at how quickly he jumped to asking her to move in.

"Is that a yes?" he asked with a smile.

"Yes," she laughed.

"Well, that was easy. What's next on the list to talk about?" Harvey smiled.

Surprised at how drained she felt from that interaction, she pushed back, "It's okay, Harvey, we don't have to –"

"Donna, my mom said something to you, and I highly doubt it was about moving in together," he gave her a look. "Talk to me."

She inhaled, searching for the confidence to bring up the topic that had been on her mind for the last few days.

"When you said that you wanted us to be a family," she started, "you said the three of us." She swallowed, "Then you kind of said maybe our family would keep growing, and then your mom, she was talking about your hair, and I don't know, Harvey, I'm in my 40s, and you didn't even plan for Rosie; I didn't know if you ever even wanted - " she sighed. "Sorry, I – this isn't a conversation I ever expected to be having; with anyone really. I kind of just assumed my time to be a mom had passed, but now having Rosie and just not even having the words to describe how much I love her, I just got to thinking that maybe it wasn't too late for me after all."

She looked up from her drink to brace herself for Harvey's reaction to her rambling, only to be met by his signature Cheshire cat smile.

Pulling her closer to him, he whispered in her ear, "Donna Paulsen, are you asking me to be your baby daddy?"

Donna rolled her eyes, but a shiver went down her spine at Harvey's use of the term baby daddy.

"Harvey, I'm serious," she looked up at him, "I want to know where your heads at on this; either way is completely fine, I love our family just the way it is, but if there's any part of you that might want –"

Harvey cut Donna's words off with a hungry kiss. "I said I wanted it all." His eyes cutting into her. "I didn't just ask you to be Rosie's mom because I wanted us to be together. I asked you because there is no one else on this earth that I would want to be the mother of my children."

Donna couldn't hold back her tears as she kept her gaze locked on his.

"I'm sorry I made you wait so long; I'm sorry that you felt like you were going to miss out on having a family because of me," he said quietly.

Shaking her head, Donna pushed back, "Stop, Harvey. We've always been a family, you have always been my family. Even if it wasn't a traditional family, I never felt like I was missing out. I made my choices, and seeing the family we have now, I wouldn't change anything."

He gave her a sad smile, "I would just hate if my waiting too long somehow makes it harder –"

"Harvey," she cut in, "You can't think like that. We have no idea what's going to happen. And if it doesn't work out, then we keep living this perfect life with the best daughter we could ask for."

He pulled her in for another kiss, "Have I ever told you how much I love you?"

"Oh good, I was starting to get worried that you just wanted me to be your baby mama."

It was Harvey's turn to roll his eyes. "Speaking of babies, what do you say we get home to the awesome one we already have?"