Hi everyone and Happy #DarveyTuesday (come celebrate with us on twitter).. THANK YOU for all the reviews, the follows and favs on this fic. For encouraging me to continue.. this is the very first fic I've written and it's been a joy to do so, but all things must come to an end. This is (this time for real) the last chapter. I really hope you'll like it and maybe leave me a review? x

Chapter 28: I Wanna Have Your Babies

She closed her eyes, giving in to her mother's touch. The way the older woman's fingers moved through her auburn locks like she had done as a little girl, she just closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment. The way her locks were being braided and put together in a bun. The little silver and diamond head band her mother placed on her head and the way her mother's lips placed a kiss on top of her head.

"You look perfect," she heard her mother's voice echo through the room as she slowly opened her eyes. Taking in her make-up, her hair, the earrings Gordon had once given her and last but not least, her dress. The dress. Her hands falling to her still not showing stomach she looked back up in the mirror, her eyes meeting her mothers who gave her a small nod.

She lifted herself out of her chair, her hands still on her chest she turned around in front of the mirror a view times. Taking in her reflection she heard her mother tell her she would give her some time alone, Donna merely smiled in the mirror at her as she was still trying to grasp that this was really happening.

That after twelve years she was about to marry the love of her life.

Harvey Specter.

Her eyes shot open again as she heard her phone buzzing on the wooden table, a smile appearing on her lips as she saw his name. Harvey. She shook her head, biting her tongue as she hit answer, bringing the phone to her ear. "You're not calling for a secret last minute rendezvous, are you?" she laughed turning to face the mirror again.

She heard him laugh and she just knows he's smirking at the moment. That signature Specter smile she fell in love with. She also knows that her words have brought him to an idea, but he said "no."

"I need some last minute help with my vows," he lied, because all he really wanted was to hear her voice. "What rhymes with baseball court?" She bit her lip, trying to hide her smile as her hand plays with one of the loose strands of auburn locks in the back of her neck. "Divorce," she teased him, because they had this conversation before.

"I love you," he whispered now making her smile, she repeated the three little words they left unspoken for so many years, but expressed in every single thing they did for the other. From asking her to join him at the firm, from every single cup of vanilla flavoured coffee, to the soft records playing in the background in his office. The two glasses of scotch they shared from time to time and how he never spoke about him or her, but them. They moved to the firm, they made partner. They were a team, in every sense of the word.

"See you soon," he added and she nodded, her head resting against the window of her hotel room she saw him standing outside. Surrounded by the other men she knew so well, Marcus, Mike and Louis. "See you soon."

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A shiver ran down her spine as she saw the watery eyes of the father when his hand reached for hers. The way he smiled and told her he was proud of her. The way he told her she looked beautiful, just like her mother had done. He squeezed her hand just a little, asking her one last time if she was ready for this. "I am," she smiled as she nodded at her heavily pregnant best friend and made of honour in the distance.

Harvey fidgeted with the edge of his sleeve, his head directed at the floor for a second as he rocked back and forth on his feet. Mike's hand on his shoulder making him look up again, "nervous?" the best man whispered. "No," Harvey shook his head, a smile on his face. "Just don't want to wait any longer."

"I took you twelve years to tell her and now you can't even wait a few more minutes?"

Harvey let out a sigh, rolling his eyes at the younger man. "Do you always need to have the last word?" Mike let out a laugh, bringing his hand to his chest he pretended to be hurt by Harvey's words. "That's you, usually."

"Exactly and –" his sentence stopped by the sound of doors opening, his head turning back to face down the aisle, he swallowed as the music started to play. His associate and best man's wife strolling down the path towards them, he looked up spotting the red hair in the distance like he'd always been able to do. His lips curled up, with every step she neared him.

Her eyes locked with his, her heart beat increasing as the moment she'd been waiting for all her life came closer. A laugh escaping her lips as she saw him wink at her, she threw him a big smile as she stood in front of him, letting go of her father.

"Hello, beautiful," Harvey whispered as he held her hands inside his, making her mouth a simple 'hey' back, her eyes still locked with his the officiant asked for everyone's attention. "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the unison of Harvey Reginald Specter and Donna Roberta Paulsen in matrimony, which is an honourable estate, that is not to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly, but reverently and soberly. Into this estate these two persons present come now to be joined. If anyone can show just cause why they may not be lawfully joined together, let them speak now or forever hold their peace."

Donna met his eyes again, before both of them turned to face the crowd behind them. She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding as everyone remained silent. Harvey leaned towards her, his lips near her ear. "Don't worry, I threatened them all with law suits if they'd speak up now."

She let out a laugh upon hearing his words, her hand squeezing his as both of them turned around again, smiling at the officiant who proceeded with the events. "Harvey, I believe you have prepared a few words?"

"Yes," he smiled, as he turned to face Donna again, her hands in his he gave her a smile. "Donna, you've been my secretary, my confidant, my best friend and my greatest challenge, but most importantly, you are the love of my life. You make me happier than I could ever imagine and more loved that I ever thought I was worthy of. I used to say I need you, it was the closest thing I got to those three other little words, but it wasn't any less true, because I do. I need you. You have made me better person and I really cannot be me without you. I love you."

She swallowed, whispering an "I love you too," as she let out a breath. A small nod in the direction of the officiant showing she wanted to say a view words too. "Harvey, you've been my boss for over a decade, my knight in Tom Ford more than once, my best friend, my greatest temptation, but most importantly the one that I have loved for a long time, still love and will continue to love for an even longer time. We've been through hell and back, but we've always been together. You and me, a team in more than one sense of the word. I need you just as much as you need me. That we are here today is a dream come true, something I didn't allow myself to dream of twelve years ago, but here we are. The thought that out of all people you chose me to open up, to let your walls down and open your heart to is something I will not take lightly. For I will hold your heart as long as you hold mine. I love you."

The officiant smiled, as both of them looked into his direction for a second. "Harvey Reginald Specter, do you take Donna Roberta Paulsen to be your wife, your partner in life and your one true love? Will you cherish your union and love her more each day than you did the day before? Will you trust and respect her, laugh and cry with her, love her faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles you may face together. Will you give your hand, your heart, and your love, from this day forward for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

"Donna Roberta Paulsen, do you take Harvey Reginald Specter to be your husband, your partner in life and your one true love? Will you cherish your union and love him more each day than you did the day before? Will you trust and respect him, laugh and cry with him, love him faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles you may face together. Will you give your hand, your heart, and your love, from this day forward for as long as you both shall live?"

"I do."

The officiant looked to his left, "may I have the rings please?" he asked as Mike reached for the rings from the pocket of his tuxedo jacket. "Harvey, please place this ring on her finger and repeat after me," he handed Harvey the golden wedding band, "Donna, I give you this ring, as a daily reminder of my love for you."

"Donna," he smiled, "I give you this ring," his hand trembling a bit as he placed the ring on her finger, "as a daily reminder of my love for you."

The officiant turned to Donna, repeating the same words as he handed her the ring. "Donna, please place the ring on his finger and repeat after me. Harvey, I give you this ring, as a daily reminder of my love for you."

"Harvey, I give you this ring, as a daily reminder of my love for you," her hand covering his as she finished the words, his other hand catching hers as well.

"You have made your marriage vows to one another, witnessed by your friends and family. You have sealed your vows with the giving and receiving of these rings. So now, by the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife and invite you to – " the words of the officiant not even fully pronounced, he pulled her closer. His right hand cupping her face, as his lips met hers in a sweet kiss.

The officiant let out a laugh, he'd never been able to pronounce those final few words, he raised his hands as he spoke. "Please put your hands together to congratulate the newlyweds! Harvey and Donna Specter."

The crowd cheered and clapped, Mike whistled and Rachel shed a tear. Her parents hold onto each other as their baby girl finally got what she had wanted all along. Harvey let his head rest against hers as he looked her in the eye, "Mrs. Specter."

"Mr. Specter," she whispered giving him another quick kiss, their fingers intertwining before they walked back down the aisle. Two faces, one big smile plastered across them they held onto each other as they had done in the symbolic sense since the very beginning and will do in every way from this way forward.

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Her parents welcomed him in their family once more. A genuine smile on his face as not only Martha, but James too called him son. He hugged both of them, catching Donna's hand afterwards again as he let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "There's someone I like you to meet, if you want to," he whispered in her ear, his words making a mouth drop she turned to face her. "You invited her?"

"Yes," he nodded as they walked over to Marcus and the woman she'd only seen on pictures and she couldn't believe her eyes when he let the woman give him a hug. She'd never been so proud of him before and if she hadn't just married him, she would have done so on the spot. The blue-eyed woman shook her hand, introducing herself as Lily and when Donna wanted to answer with her name, the woman was faster with an "I know," Lily squeezed Donna's hand. "Thank you," she smiled as she nodded at both Specter men on their right.

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The rest of the party was perfect, like anyone who knew Donna could only expect. They enjoyed a delicious dinner, a mixture of both her and his favourite dishes from the various restaurants they shared dinners over the years. Topped off with a chocolate cake dessert with an extra dot of whipped cream on the portion belonging to the newlyweds.

The toasts from Mike and Rachel made them smile, Jessica's words of wisdom bringing Donna nearly to tears. The way she finished with a "finally," making the entire crowd laugh, Louis cited Donna's favourite lines from Shakespeare and even Harvey had to admit he knew these lines by heart now.

When Marcus got a hold of the microphone Harvey could only expect the worst and he might have let out a sigh as his younger brother invited them to the dancefloor, but he knew how much she loved dancing and he'd do anything for her. When the soft sounds of his father playing saxophone filled the room it made him swallow, thinking back to all the moments his father had teased him about Donna and how much he had wanted for his old man to be here. A tear slipping over his cheek, when she brought his head to the crook of her neck, whispering a "he'd be proud of you."

He swirled her around, her arms falling around his neck again and she looked up to him, a smile plastered on his lips as he swayed her around the dancefloor. "I thought you didn't like dancing," she teased him, because this wasn't their first dance as married couple anymore. This wasn't his father's record playing in the background and it wasn't the second or third dance either. He hadn't left her side all afternoon. "I promised you for better or for worse," he smiled, "that also includes dancing." She rolled her eyes, her lips brushing against his, "I love you."

They moved over the dancefloor, a laugh escaping his lips as the song changed once more. "What's this?" he whispered, his hands moving to her side as he made her look at him. "Ooh come on," she laughed, her hands on the lapels of his jacket, "you and I both know you had a crush on Natasha Bedingfield."

"I didn't," he mumbled, pulling her closing as she hummed along with the song. "I had a crush on this hot red head," he smiled, as she stuck her tongue out at him. "Mmm, mmm, m, m, m, gotta beep out what I really wanna shout.."

He shook his head as she kept singing turning around in front of him, "Whoops, did I say it out loud. Did you find out. I wanna have your babies," she sang out loud, looking over her shoulder to him. Their eyes locking, he pulled her close. His hand slipping over her stomach he brought his lips near her ear, "you already do, beautiful."

The End.

He leaned against his kitchen counter a smile plastered on his lips as he took in the sight in front of him. The dining tray filled with a plate of blueberry pancakes and whipped cream, two cups of coffee, a glass of orange juice, a single red rose and a card. "Is this it?" he whispered looking at the four year old girl sitting on the counter who gave him a big smile.

"Okay," he nodded, letting his hand run over her auburn locks as he lifted her up. Her little arms falling around his neck she gave him a kiss on his cheek, it was such a little gesture but it warmed his heart every single time. "Daddy," she giggled as he tickled her tummy, "daddy don't… ," she laughed as he stopped.

"Alright, princess," he whispered putting her down on the ground, his hands falling back to the tray on the counter. "Let's wake up your mommy," he told the four year old who ran out in front of him to his bedroom. His signature smile returning on his face when he watched Donna hug their daughter, whispering a soft "hey" in his direction, he sat himself down on the edge of the bed.

"Happy Mother's Day, beautiful."

A/N: Thank you again for reading this, I really hope you enjoyed this last part and the little epilogue I added..

I know I skipped all the baby stuff.. but don't worry Couples Therapy has lots and will get more of that to make up for it :) Have a great day. xx