Hi All Darvey lovers! Sorry, I haven't updated this for a while. I was debating whether to add this chapter. I finally decided that I wanted Donna to have another time with Paula before they said Sayonara to her! Let me know what you think good or bad! Thank you to all you followers and readers I really am encouraged by your comments and thoughts.! - Love, Carebearmaxi.

Paula, Donna, and Harvey

Chapter 12

Friday night happened very quickly. Donna and Harvey were spending a few last moments in the office together before heading over to Paula's house. For Donna she could not help feeling bad because she felt she had somehow caused Paula's breakdown. Simultaneously, Donna could not help feeling victorious because she had gotten her real "more" that she wanted by going after it or him. Miraculously, Donna's selfishness in kissing Harvey clarified for Harvey with whom it was he was really in love.

Harvey had just rose from his chair as Donna had stepped onto the threshold of his office. He smiled and his eyebrows were raised because he noticed a strange look on his love's face.

"Are you sure you're ok with this, Donna?"

Donna smiled and said, "Yes, I said I was. Besides I think it's a good thing to get closure on your relationship with Paula.

Harvey hung his head and said, "I guess that's why I was attracted to Paula."

Donna smirked and said, "Why? Because she's so much like me? If that's the reason..."

Harvey lowered his head to one side and gave her a sidelong glance.

"Yes, she is like you, but in my case she only knew me because I went to her after you left me and my other...issues..."

"Like your relationship with your mother..."

"For which I still recognize that you were with the one that helped me face things and realize that it was long time for me to do that. By the way my mom is going to love you," Harvey said walking over to the doorway of his office where Donna stood.

"You think she'll like me more than if she had met Paula?"

Harvey smirked and again gave Donna sidelong glance. "You really want me to pour it on, don't you?"

Donna rolled her eyes as if she still could not fish a compliment out of him.

"Don't bother. She's going to love me." Donna squeezed Harvey's face into a pucker and pulled him forward until he kissed her. Then taken a bit by surprise her arms slid around his neck and his arms around her waist. They kissed not wanting to stop.

When their kissing had come to an end, they stared into each other's eyes, smiled, and then laughed aloud. It was good to feel free from complications and hiding from one another how much they cared.

Then Harvey with his hand on the small of her back, led Donna from his office to the bank of elevators.

_H&D_

They sat at Paula's large dining room table. Donna sitting next to Paula on her right as she sat rightfully so at the head of the table. Harvey sat across from Donna on Paula's left and Eddie sat on Harvey's left. Donna could not help noticing the ace bandages Paula still wore over the stitches which had sewn the slits in her wrists. Her hands were a little stiff and Donna wondered if Paula were afraid her wrists would suddenly open and she would begin to trail blood again. That was probably why Eddie did all the heavy lifting.

"So," Paula said raising her wineglass. "Here's to new beginnings with old friends."

Donna looked across at Harvey. His look transmitted his puzzlement at Paula's strange toast. They toasted to it and sipped their wine. Donna and Paula suddenly started talking at once.

"Paula..."

"Donna..."

"No, you go first," Paula said.

"Ok. I just wanted to say thank you for having us for dinner. Your home is lovely," Donna said. I wonder what the bedroom looks like since it seems Harvey spent a lot of time there recently. Maybe I don't want to know or even care. He chose me in the end.

"You're welcome, Donna. I'm glad you came because I can never repay you for saving my life. I am embarrassed since a psychiatrist is supposed to be smart enough not to fall into the normal human traps."

"Well, like you said," Harvey chimed in. "Psychiatrists don't know everything."

"I do know that I am bipolar. It stems from a biochemical imbalance. I was not diagnosed until I was a teenager."

Paula took a sip of her wine and then Eddie returned from the kitchen carrying the roast beef dinner he had been preparing all that day.

"Oh, Eddie, it looks wonderful," Donna said as she sipped her wine again. She glanced at Harvey and wondered if he were regretting his decision. Probably not. He has issues with normal people though not as many now. I wonder what would have happened had she gone off her meds while they were still involved. Oh, I know. He would have called me and then told me to call 911, and I would have done it because I love him and I wouldn't want him to hurt in any way.

As Harvey sat at the table in good view of both Donna and Paula, he could not help but compare. Paula was pretty, intelligent, and a compassionate person with a few insecurities of her own. In the few months he had gotten to know her, he felt protective of her. They did have pleasurable sex, but as soon as Harvey allowed himself to touch Donna again sexually he realized what he had been missing.

Donna was the love of his life. Their connection had happened the minute she had approached him in that bar so many years ago and told him that she did not want sex with him. Donna was beautiful with her luscious red hair, big dark green eyes and long model's legs. Her body was exquisite and fit so perfectly with his. She had great empathy practically a clairvoyant and kind and giving. She gave to him so much not just now but over the years that Harvey had to recognize finally that she had given up most of her dreams to support him in his as a woman who really loved a man would do. She had done this without Harvey realizing it until a couple of years ago before Mike's fraudulence had been exposed and its aftermath. When Donna had gone to work for Louis, it was because Harvey had been either too afraid or was too confused as to how he really loved Donna and endeavored not to lose her.

Harvey thought as he continued to gaze upon his love. Why am I here? Despite what Paula wants I really don't think this is a good idea. How could I have been so blind? I look at Donna and there is my future and may past-with her.

Pleasant dinner conversation ensued and actual laughter at some of Donna and Harvey's funnier moments came to light. Harvey was glad to see Paula smile because everything that happened between them was not her fault. He had told her once that he had pursued her not the other way around to which she reasonably argued that transference was not uncommon from a patient to his therapist.

"So, Harvey, where do you think will happen now that you're with Donna?" Eddie asked him.

"I'm not sure yet. We're taking it kind of slow for now."

Eddie sipped his dark wine and looked at Harvey with raised eyebrows.

"Well, I know you probably don't need my advice, but I just want to say that grab Donna and don't let go for anything. Thanks to you I got Paula back. I am going to let her heal a little more and than I will ask her to marry me again."

"What about your practice? That seemed to be a real bone of contention between you the first time." Harvey said quizzing Eddie with a raised eyebrow and a sidelong glance at Paula.

"Well, we're going to be separate this time. To love and work together didn't work for us as well as it seems to work for you and Donna."

"I couldn't agree more...now. There was a time when Donna would not have it. She never mixed business with her love life until a few years ago."

"Oh so you were involved before, not professionally, I mean?" Eddie asked

Harvey looked uncomfortable and gave Eddie a look as if he did not want to be analyzed.

"Eddie, I really don't want to go down that path. It is really none of your business. You just worry about Paula. She needs someone to take care of her."

"Well, I know that. I knew that before you did," Eddie said brusquely.

Donna and Paula just continued to eat and observe the conversation between their male counterparts. As they continued to finish their meal and drink a little more wine, conversation evaporated between all four people. Paula and Eddie exchanged looks that were more questioning than anything else. Donna and Harvey looked at one another knowing each other so well that they no longer wanted to be there-together. Silently Harvey was signaling to Donna when she thought they could politely leave. Harvey did not want to really offend anyone here. He really liked Paula and she had been good to him he thought. He knew Donna felt differently about that.

Suddenly Donna said to Paula, "Well if everyone is finished then I will start clearing the table."

"No, Donna, you don't have to do that. You're my guest," Paula protested.

"Truthfully, Paula, there's not too much you can do with your healing wrists. So I don't mind, really, " Donna said as she rose and took her plate and Paula's plate. Paula rose as well carrying a couple of water glasses and followed Donna into the kitchen.

Harvey wiped his mouth with his napkin as his eyes followed Donna's straight back walk into the kitchen.

"Hey Harve, I think we can still catch the game. I know you're into sports. Donna told me your biggest client is Michael Jordan," Eddie said.

"Among others. By the way, it's Harvey, not Harve," Harvey mentioned almost with disdain. He really wondered what Paula saw in this guy. Not my problem. As long as he loves her and doesn't cheat on her anymore.

"Sorry, old chap. Didn't mean to offend." Eddie said seeing automatically what Paula saw in this guy. Eddie was so unlike Harvey. The perfectly coiffed hair, the ego, and the guy's prowess in bed was probably a lot for Eddie now to match.

"None taken. I just don't like a nickname for myself."

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Paula and Donna had brought all the dishes and glasses except the wineglasses which they would keep for after dinner drinks. Donna did most of the heavylifting and started to prepare the dishes for the dishwasher by scraping the remnants of the food into the garbage disposal.

"You know, the last time I was here I only saw your office. How long have you lived here?"

"Only about five years, Eddie's office was on the other side when were had our practice together. Since then I sublet it as an apartment, however, at the moment I don't have any tenants."

"That must be interesting subleting. I used to rent a home with three other girls when I was just finished college. It was a horrible experience. The worst was that we were subletting from an older woman who thought we should follow her rules."

Paula laughed. "No wonder. I can imagine four twenty-somethings living below me."

Donna laughed herself. "I thought it was horrible at the time. I can only sympathize with the landlady subletting to four 22-year-old theater majors.

Paula perched on a table and crossed her arms as she watched Donna scrape the dishes and then place the dishes in the dishwasher.

"I guess this wasn't a good idea. There's not much I can do and I'm host."

"It's okay, Paula. I do not have a problem with this. It beats doing the dishes by hand. I always have to do that when I visit my parents because they don't have a dishwasher."

"Oh."

"Just for the record, I did give Harvey a way out of our relationship before it came to this," Paula said as she held up her wrists.

"Well, I know Harvey. Either he was oblivious to the opening or he just wanted to ignore it because too much emotional thinking can still be hard for him." Donna stated this with a sidelong glance at Paula wondering if Paula was attempting to analyze her.

"He had been reluctant to tell you of our involvement from the beginning, but he had no problem telling Louis, it seemed."

"Mmhm, I see that."

"Has it always been that way between you. Each afraid to tell the other with whom you were sleeping?"

"Well, Harvey has done a lot of womanizing ever since I've known him and I knew about them. However, the longer relationships he never had to tell me. I just knew. However, Harvey can hide his feelings very, very well. He just simply shuts them off. He has not done that completely for a few years now ever since he had to care about someone else on a day to day basis which did have his selfish motives behind it.."

"Are you talking about Mike Ross now?"

Donna smiled. "I can see now why Harvey liked you. You are sort of like me from that perspective. Yes, I'm talking about Mike. Also, yes, I do have a hard time telling Harvey with whom I'm involved because he always made my life a living hell. I dated a British guy who was a lot like Harvey. He worked in our office as part a disastrous merger a few years ago and it turns out that Harvey was not ok with it. Recently I broke up with a man whom I dated for about six months. I had told Harvey about him in the beginning and Harvey did not really have a reaction maybe a mild look of regret in his eyes. I don't think anyone else would have seen it except me."

Donna placed another dish in the dishwasher and then stopped. She straightened up and looked at the smaller blonde woman sitting across from her perched on a chair chafing her arms with her bandaged wrists and hands.

As Donna was bending back up from placing a dish in the dishwasher, she smirked as she dried her hands with a dish towel. She gave Paula a quizzical look at what Paula had said a few minutes before it really dawned on her.

"What do you mean you gave Harvey an opening to end your relationship?" Donna asked in a serious tone. She wondered what Paula meant by it. Maybe you should just let it go, Donna.

"I met him at the firm one night after he told me he was going to tell you about us. He apparently had had a bad day and he told me that he had not had a minute to tell you. I asked why he did not think it important that he tell you and he gave me some excuse. He then asked me if I was worried that he had feelings for you and I said, "of course, you have feelings for her. You had panic attacks after she left you . We would never have met had it not been for those feelings." He just ignored that I said it after that. Then later on that night he told me he told you and that you knew. I didn't think anything of it at the time, but I thought that sounded kind of fishy."

Donna listened to what Paula said. That's Harvey ignoring or shutting down anything that hurts too much. That's why he went to her instead of me. So what he told me was true. It has been me all along. I knew that, though...kinda. However, it is nice to get confirmation from the other woman...

"Wait a minute, Paula. You knew he had feelings for me? He never acknowledged what those feelings entailed and yet you allowed yourself to become involved with him? Don't you think that was a tad irresponsible? I mean I called an old boyfriend out of the blue and went to lunch with him. It felt like we might reconnect and then he dropped the bomb he was unhappily married. He indecently proposed to me and I did not accept his proposal, but I was tempted. If you knew Harvey had feelings for me, why would you pursue a relationship with him?"

Paula sat back and with a mild glint of anger in her eyes, she said, "What difference does it make now? He admitted it's you he loves and wants."

"It matters a lot because it demonstrates that Harvey still was in an vulnerable position when he asked you out. He still needed help to come to terms with unresolved feelings not be catered to out of some fantasy that you had about him. You recognized transference, I'm sure, since you were aware of how I feel about him. I'm not a therapist and I know that," Donna said putting a hand to her head knowing for sure that this invitation was no more than analysis for Paula on how Harvey treated her differently than he would treat herself.

"Paula, I think Harvey and I should leave," Donna said.

Paula stood up and tried to reach out to Donna, so words between them would not lead to Paula losing Harvey as a friend.

Donna turning back on her heel stared down at the smaller woman and said with a threat.

"If you ever try to contact Harvey in any way and I find out about it, you can just slit your wrists so far that no one will save you."

Paula smiled and curled her lips. "I wondered how long it would take you to blame me for Harvey's lack of movement when it came to his feelings for you."

Donna slapped Paula across the cheek.

"Go to hell, Dr. Agard."

Donna stomped from the kitchen and grabbing her purse and coat went straight out the front door.

_H&D_

Harvey was actually relaxing enjoying watching the basketball game with the British twit when he heard the front door slam. Paula then came shakily into her den. Eddie immediately turned the television off and rising placed his beer (they had given up the wine) on the magazine coffee table in front of him immediately went to Paula and put his arm around her. Paula looked up at Harvey.

"Donna and I did not get along too well, Harvey. I think you had better leave now."

"Of course, I am sorry about this Paula. Donna really did want to be here."

Paula shook her head and said, "No need to apologize. It's not your fault or hers, I guess."

Harvey wanted to make an affectionate move toward her because she had helped him in a roundabout way, but instead he placed his almost finished beer next to Eddie's on the table, picked up his jacket from around the sofa and left swiftly. Paula and Eddie felt a whoosh of air as the front door slammed a second time behind Harvey.

He found Donna standing just outside the front door on the sidewalk.

"What the hell happened in there?" Harvey demanded.

Donna looked at Harvey and then shook her head back and forth quickly almost as if she were trying to shake the discomfort of her conversation with Paula away from her and Harvey into the air. However, Donna knew that if she did not say anything to Harvey, or, at least be straight with him, he would himself erect a wall or badger her until she confessed.

"Donna?" Harvey said as he placed his hands on each of her forearms and coercing her to look him in the eye.

"I discovered that Dr. Agard is an irresponsible therapist. She told me that she knew you had feelings for me and that you ignored the opening or decided to hide behind her. Were you that afraid that you would lose me professionally or personally? Why couldn't you be straight with me and tell me how you felt? I have waited for you to come to some kind of conclusion about how you feel for me, and then you finally get the opening for it and instead you transfer those feelings onto an almost stranger because she probably had some type of fantasy about you and it flattered your ego and your dick!" Donna loudly said and walked away from Harvey and down the street past where his car had been parked.

Harvey hurried down Paula's walk, stepped down the three steps to the sidewalk and called, "Donna! Donna!"

He than grimaced and curled up his mouth and ran after her. As he ran he shouted to her asking her where she was going.

"I'm calling a cab and going to my apartment to sleep!"

Harvey had caught up to her and grabbed her phone before she could dial a number.

"No, you're not. You are coming home with me and we are going to sleep in my bed together because I no longer can stand you too far away. What difference does any of this make? I can forget Paula. I just thought we could all come to some closure, but I see that won't happen. Are you going to react to every woman I've been with like this?" Harvey asked holding her forearms so she could not get away. He smiled and turned his head to the side continuing to smirk at her.

Donna looked up at Harvey and kissed him on the cheek.

"Ok, so I overreacted. However, I don't regret kissing you. It turns out I had to do what you were scared to do. I know one thing I don't want you having anything to do with Paula Agard ever again."

Harvey raised his hands in a placating manner. "Done."

They turned around and walked hand in hand back to Harvey's car.

Before they made it back to the car, Harvey turned to look at his girlfriend/colleague whatever her 'status' was to him and asked, "Donna."

She turned and looked at Harvey. She knew what was coming.

"You didn't slap her or anything, did you?"

"No, I threatened and then I slapped her."

Harvey was not sure how to feel. Harvey's reaction at Donna sleeping with Stephen Huntley and then discovering the betrayal of Stephen had made Donna feel she had also betrayed Harvey. Harvey, in no uncertain terms, had made it plain to Donna that he did not blame Donna for the Essington Oil case problems by beating the crap out of Stephen Huntley in the firm's men's room. If he remembered correctly, the last time Harvey saw Stephen in prison, Stephen possessed a permanent scar above his eyebrow resulting from where the shattered glass from the men's room mirror fell on him.

They arrived back at the car and Harvey leaned on it with his back against it. Donna stood in front of him. He slid his arms down hers and came to hold her hands with his own. He took a look at Paula's house and then smiled.

"You know you can't blame the woman for fantasizing about me and then entrapping me. You know I'm irresistible."

Donna gave a shrug and a smirk.

"I don't blame Paula. I blame you and that infinitely large ego of yours."

Harvey smiled. "Hey, you know you love it."

Donna leaned against him and she felt his arms clasp her around the small of her back. She, in turn, put her arms around his neck.

"It's you, Harvey Specter, the man inside that I've known for fourteen years that I love. Not your ego, buster."

They then kissed deeply.

Unknowingly, Dr. Paula Agard was watching them from her top floor bedroom window.

She regretted nothing.