Hey guys. So, in a twist I didn't see coming at all, I started writing fanfiction. The idea of this story came to me when I saw Lamia and Maya talking about a darvey vampire au on twitter and something instantly clicked. It was crazy how fast I had a plot and started writing. The vampires in this fic are pretty much like the one's in TVD since I'm familiar with their behaviours, strengths and limitations, but I added a mentor/student aspect between older/younger vamps which will get a lot of focus during the story. Also, even though Harvey and Donna are the main reason I started this, Jessica quickly became my favourite character to write (I miss her so much) and she'll be the third main character.

I'm planning to do 15-20 chapters, but we'll see how the story evolves while I'm writing it.
A few other clarifications:
-The chapters will usually consist of 20-40% flashbacks and the rest in the present
-Jessica is over 300 years old, Harvey is 250+ years old, Donna's age will be clarified during the story
-Harvey is a little shit in this fic. You've been warned
-Donna barely appears in this chapter, which wasn't my intention, but which felt right for plot reasons

I hope you'll enjoy reading it xx

Chapter one - Suddenly I See You

New York, January 1897

Harvey groaned. "Remind me why we're here again?"

"You know damn well why we're here, Harvey ", the woman next to him said, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. "You screwed up. Again."

He grinned. "More like I screwed her. Again."

"How can you be immortal and still act like such a child?"

"How can you be immortal and still be such a bore sometimes?", he fired back.

"Because you wouldn't last a day without me handling shit and you know it", she said with a small smile. "Can't argue with that", he caved and grabbed two glasses of champagne from the passing waitress. "I'll even drink to that one."

She took the glass from his hands and looked at him for a minute. Sometimes she wondered what would've happened if that boy never came into her life more than 100 years ago, and changed it forever. If she hadn't picked him up from the streets of New York and showed him a different life, a life worth dying for. If he hadn't fought by her side, no matter what, no matter when, no matter how dangerous it could be at times. His loyalty was the character trade that intrigued her most when she met him, it was the reason she decided to turn and not kill him and she hadn't had one day of regret. Harvey's loyalty only got magnified through the vampirism and even though his cockiness could be overwhelmingly insufferable sometimes, she appreciated his company more than he'd ever be able to understand. Being a vampire meant constantly fighting the feeling of loneliness and giving into your own dark impulses, but with him it felt easier. Almost human even.

"Jessicaaa?"

She snapped out of her little trip down memory lane. "What?"

"Are we gonna drink now or what?" She clinked her glass against his and had to laugh when he winked at her in the most inappropriate way.

"To us", he said with a sudden sincerity in his voice and it didn't go unnoticed by her. Their eyes met in a rare moment of unspoken gratitude. "To us. Being partners. Being a team", she agreed. "107 years and counting."

Harvey downed his champagne like the brat he was and grinned when he saw Jessica rolling her eyes at him. "So, how are we going to handle this whole Dakota business?"

"I don't know, I really like it here", she responded, looking around the room while nipping at her champagne. "We should think about moving here instead of staying at hotels all the time. But only if you tell Edward that you'll never sleep with his mother again."

"God, he's so serious all the time. I can't stand him", Harvey sighed.

"He lost his father less than a year ago, and you're already having an open affair with his widowed mother, what do you expect him to do, applaud you?", Jessica shot back. He chuckled. "Fine, I'll do it, but only because you asked so nicely." "Shut up, go over there, and let's get this over with so we can convince him to let us move here."

Harvey nodded at his companion and started walking towards Edward Clark. Looking around, he imagined how it would feel to live in one of these luxurious apartments. It would be great to have a place that felt like home for once, to not live out of a suitcase, to sleep in a bed that was his instead of whatever hotel he was staying in. Hell, he would even enjoy making his own dinner every once in a while. Like he used to when he was human and took care of his family. He's smiling at the thought of it. It's been far too long since he's had a home.

Deep in thought, he was already half across the room when he suddenly saw a woman entering the apartment. She was wearing a dark dress in midnight blue, covered in hundreds of little jewels that shined like shooting stars in the dim light. Her long auburn looks weren't tied up but out for everyone to see, which was why a few women next to her started looking at her in shock, whispering quietly.

From the moment he saw her, he couldn't take his eyes off her. Everything around him seemed to slow down. He was amazed by her natural, effortless beauty, but he was even more amazed by her unwillingness to hide said beauty even if it meant causing a scandal.

He made his way to her without realizing it, drawn to her like she had a magnetic pull on him and when he was only a few steps away, her eyes caught his, causing him to freeze on the spot. His feet, a second ago still willing to run over to meet that woman, just stopped moving the second she looked at him. There was a hint of amusement in her brown eyes, as if she knew he was making a fool of himself right now, but he couldn't help it. His head was still not working properly. He wondered if it ever would again. He felt star struck, intimidated, shy. And it scared the shit out of him.

She only needed to take a few small steps until she stood right in front of him. He was still staring at her like she was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen. The ghost of a smile played around her lips.

"You know, when a gentleman fancies a lady in such an obvious way, he should at least have the manners to approach her before she does." Her voice was warm and soft but he detected a note of badly hidden sarcasm.

"What if I tell you I am not a gentleman?"

"Oh, I know you're not a gentleman, I just didn't think you'd have the courage to say it out loud."

"I'm sorry, do we-"

"Know each other? Not yet", she interrupted him. "But today's your lucky day."

"And why is that?", he asked. "Because it's the day you get to meet Donna." She held out her hand, giving him permission to kiss it and he didn't waste a second, bringing his lips to the soft skin of her hand.

"Donna", he tested how it felt to say the name out loud. It fitted her perfectly.

"Donna", she nodded. He could barely keep her gaze and swallowed, causing her lips to twitch again.

"I'm Harv-"

"Harvey Specter, do you really think I'd be talking to you if I didn't know who you were?", she interrupted him once more.

"My reputation seems to proceed me", he said, trying to compensate how much he was taken aback by her bluntness. "Oh, I think you are well aware of that. You're Harvey Specter, Jessica Pearson's right hand man. Harvey Specter, the mysterious man. Harvey Specter…", she paused, her eyes locking with his, "…the ladies man."

He tilted his head to the side and observed her, she was intriguing him even more than he thought she would. "Well, Donna, if you already know everything about me, why don't we leave this place right now and find something else to do with our time?", he suggested, finally shaking off his trance.

She let out a laugh and the sound of it send shivers down Harvey's spine. "You really are the furthest thing from a gentleman, Mr. Specter."

He grinned at her. "Being a gentleman never gets me what I want."

"And what is that?"

"I thought I made that crystal clear by now."

"You did. But there's one question I still need to ask you."

Harvey closed the distance between them, he couldn't care less if it was appropriate or not. "I'm all yours", he said quietly, his face just inches from hers. She moved her head to the side and shifted even closer to him, her lips now almost touching his ear.

"What makes you think that you even stand a chance?", she whispered before looking at him once more and this time her smile reached her eyes, making them sparkle and now he was sure he had never seen something so beautiful in his entire life.

"Harvey", he suddenly heard Jessica's voice behind him. He turned around, the annoyance clearly written on his face. "Not now, Jessica, I'm in the middle of…", but as he looked over his shoulder, she was already gone. Disappearing as suddenly as she appeared. "…something."

"Need I remind you that we're here because you wanted to apologize to Edward for your indiscretions and not to sleep with every woman in sight? Who was that woman anyway? I've never seen her before."

"Her name is Donna." Harvey couldn't help but smile pronouncing her name. Jessica saw it immediately and sighed. "Please don't tell me you're in love with her."

Harvey let out a dry laugh. "Jessica, do you know who you're talking to? I don't fall in love!"

"Well, the way you looked at that Donna tells me otherwise", she teased him further.

"You're delusional", he grumbled, his eyes searching the room for a sign of Donna's red hair.

"Are you gonna marry her?"

"Stop it."

"Wait, are you actually looking for her right now?"

"I hate you so much. I hope you know that."

"I do."

New York, 120 years later

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Harvey didn't even look up when Louis stormed into his office.

"What do you want, Louis?", he asked, visibly annoyed by the interruption.

"How dare you steal my client?! You think you can just waltz in her and act like you own the place? Well, let me tell you something: You don't. I've been working here for years, I outplay you by far in experience, skill and professionalism and you're nothing more than a cocky, arrogant know-it-all. I won't let you destroy everything me and Daniel build for years two seconds after we hired you. Which I still don't understand, by the way."

Harvey finally raised his head, but he didn't stop typing. "I'm sorry, did you say something?"

"Don't test me, Harvey, or I will- "

"Louis, I've been looking everywhere for you", Jessica said, joining the two men and interrupting what looked like the start of a fight. A fight the lawyer would never be able to win against a vampire.

"Jessica, how nice of you to come in here as well", Harvey said with all the fake enthusiasm he had to offer.

"Shut up, Harvey."

"What do you need, Jessica?" Louis' voice gave away how much he disliked both his new boss and the lawyer she wouldn't come here without.

"I just wanted to see if you're free tonight. As you know, I'm getting to know all my colleagues and you're the only one left. You seem to be very busy."

"In case you haven't noticed, I work a lot."

"I had to reschedule four times already."

"Didn't you hear, Jessica, he works a lot", Harvey remarked, his fingers still sliding over the keyboard."

"Shut up, Harvey", she repeated, firmer this time. There was a hint of warning in her voice, but she knew that wouldn't keep him from provoking Louis. He was bored, and a bored Harvey tended to do stupid things to amuse himself.

"As a matter of fact, I do work a lot, Mr. Specter. Way more than you do. Which is why I'll be name partner before you even complete your first month at this firm."

"So, you're fine with dinner tonight?", Jessica asked, trying to change the topic again to keep the men from fighting. But this time, Louis hit a nerve. He elicited Harvey's competitive side.

Harvey looked at his co-worker disparagingly. "You really think I wouldn't be able to make name partner before you do?"

"You couldn't."

"I could."

"You can't."

"I will."

"Wanna bet?"

"Sure do."

Jessica sighed. She should've seen it coming. She did see it coming, if she was being honest to herself. "Maybe we should discuss this topic with the managing partner present", she voiced.

"Discuss what exactly?", said managing partner demanded to know while also entering the office.

"Does this room look like the partner's kitchen to all of you?", Harvey complained.

"Jessica obviously wants to make Harvey name partner instead of me.", Louis claimed.

For one second everyone was quiet. And then they started talking at the same time, their mixed-up voices getting louder with each word that was spoken.

"I said no such thing, Daniel. I came in here to invite Louis to-"

"-can't believe they haven't been here for more than two weeks and the requests are already outrageous-"

"I really don't appreciate it when my partner doesn't involve me in their plans, Jessica!"

"You could easily have this conversation in any other goddamn office."

"That attitude is exactly why the mere thought of promoting him instead of me is laughable, I mean-"

"-and if you don't trust me with that, why did you come here instead of opening your own firm?"

"Like I said, the thought never even crossed my mind, I tried-"

"It's like you can never work in peace."

"Why should I trust your word more than Louis' when he's worked here for-"

"I swear to god Harvey, if you don't hold your goddamn tongue I will-"

"Daniel, listen to me, I never-"

"Makes me feel so restless at my own working place. If they would've told me this in law school-"

"I'm going to kill him."

"Enough!", Jessica yelled, causing everyone to look at her in shock, or, in Harvey's case, further amusement. "Louis, I never suggested promoting Harvey instead of you, especially not without talking to Daniel first. Daniel, I do think communication between us is the key to our leadership and I would never put that in jeopardy just to give Harvey what he hasn't earned yet. And Harvey?"

"Yes, ma'am?"

"Shut your fucking mouth!"

A wide grin appeared on Harvey's face and despite her annoyance, Jessica had to fight a smile.

Her co-partner looked at her for a few seconds, then he said: "I really hope you're being straight with me, Jessica. I took a huge risk hiring you and Harvey while also changing the firm name to Pearson Hardman. Don't make me regret it."

"I won't", she assured him. Hardman nodded. "Then let's all go back to work."

Louis was struggling to stay silent, clearly still mad at Harvey for acting superior without any right to do so and at Jessica for not upbraiding him for it. Nevertheless, he followed Hardman out of the room. Jessica was about to close the glass door when he turned around, giving into the impulse to say one last thing: "This isn't over."

"I'm trembling with fear", Harvey replied dryly. Louis opened his mouth to start another fight but Jessica ended the conversation, saying "Thank you, Louis. I'll see you tonight", and closing the door.

"That was a little harsh, don't you think?", Harvey stated with another devilish smile as he watched a raging Louis walk away.

"You're truly getting on my last goddamn nerve today. Don't push it", Jessica responded. "We're here because it's my turn."

"I know, but couldn't you have thought about something more fun to do?"

"If I remember correctly, we spent the last seven years messing around almost everywhere in the world."

"That was because you heard a rumour about Neil being back and your paranoid ass dragged me half across the globe, not because wanted me to have fun in Spain."

"And now that we know for sure that these rumours were false I want us to spent the 13 years I have left at this firm, living a peaceful, normal…"

"Incredibly boring", Harvey added.

"… life until my turn is over and I probably have to move to Ibiza and wear coconut bikinis for the next 20 years", Jessica continued.

"I was thinking more about Brazil, actually."

The older vampire sighed. "And as much as I dislike your idiotic choices when it's your turn, I always accompany you without whining about it all day long."

"I know."

"We made a deal. My turn, my choices. If you screw it up, I get another turn."

"I know."

"Need I remind you of the Bonnie and Clyde debacle in the 1930's?"

"Please don't", Harvey groaned.

"Or the fiasco some people call the election of 1800?"

"That was not my fault!"

"You tried to sleep with Jefferson's daughter and blamed it on Adams."

"They were rivals, they hated each other anyway."

"And what about when you almost succeeded in keeping cocaine in coca-colas formula in 1903?"

"I was trying to do everyone a favour, it tasted so much better with cocaine. Plus, the bosses wife was hot."

"Bullshit, you tried to distract yourself because Donna wasn't there and you got cold feet when she came back again."

It was strange how quickly the atmosphere of the room changed from bubbly to serious. How fast every bit of colour drained out of Harvey's face at the mere mention of her name. How banter and teasing could turn into ice cold silence.
Jessica wanted to punch herself. Donna's name had slipped out by accident, as it occasionally did, but Harvey's reaction always made her regret it immediately afterwards.

Acting like nothing happened, Harvey looked down at the screen and continued his work, his fingers were hammering more than they were typing on the keyboard.

"I'm sorry, Harvey", she said quietly.

"Don't mention it", he shot back, still acting like he didn't care while fanatically chewing on his inner cheek.

"I didn't mean to- "

"I said it's fine. Drop it", he affirmed again, even more aggressive than before.

"Harvey", Jessica tried once more, her voice gentle but persistent. "Will you ever start talking about her? Or at least acknowledge that she existed?" He didn't answer. He never did. Jessica sighed and decided to move on from the topic. She had promised to give him time and to never pressure him about it. She would keep honouring that promise, no matter how hard it was sometimes. She'd wait until he was ready to move on. If he'd ever be ready.

"Fine, then let's talk about you starting to assimilate yourself into this firm. It's been two weeks and despite pissing Daniel and Louis off and moping in this beautiful office, you haven't done anything to make some friends. I'd like you to change that."

Harvey exhaled dramatically, stopped pretending to work and observed Jessica, who was slowly pacing through the room in no particular pattern. It drove him crazy. "And what would you like me to change?", he asked, mimicking her tone.
Jessica's eyes met his, her gaze was severe now, like the one of a mother admonishing her son. "I want you to make some real effort here. I know it can feel tiring to pretend we're able to live a normal life when we're changing locations every 20 years, but I'm beginning to like this turn of mine. And I don't want you to ruin it."

Harvey nodded in defeat. "Sure, what's not to love about this life. I'm a lawyer for the 80ths time, I have a great view over Manhattan, these suits make women go crazy and as a bonus point, I get to work with Louis goddamn Litt, the most annoying lawyer since Alexander Hamilton."

"Hamilton's work changed America. In contrast to yours", Jessica contradicted easily.

"Come on, I know you couldn't stand the guy! He was such a pain in the ass."

"So are you."

"I am, but you love me."

"I really don't."

"You want to have my babies."

"I hate to break it to you, but you're dead", Jessica said dryly and laughed when Harvey pretended to be deeply hurt by her answer.

He smiled at her, and for the first time today there was a genuine seriousness in his voice. "I promise that I won't mess up your turn, Jessica. We spend our next 13 years here, I'll be a good boy and then we leave this country to go somewhere nice."

Jessica nodded, not breaking the eye contact. "That sounds like a plan", she paused to smile at him. "Now go back to work."

"Your wish is my command, boss", Harvey teased. Jessica decided to be the bigger person and ignore the sarcasm in his voice. She was on her way out of the office when she turned around once more. "Oh, and one last thing: Stop stealing Louis' clients or I'm going to make sure he'll be name partner before you are. He's better at his job than you are, by the way, even though you've had over 200 year of practice"

"I really don't care, I'm gonna beat Louis anyway", Harvey murmured.

"You know I can hear you, right? Vampire hearing and all."

"Okay, okay, I won't play dirty, pinkie swear."

Jessica rolled her eyes and left the office, fully aware that he'll try every trick in the book to play dirty.
Sometimes she wondered if all this bickering between herself and Harvey made her feel young or incredibly old. She did know that it kept her from telling him the serious details about Neil's return because he kept distracting her, always shifting the conversation into a lighter territory. She didn't want to ruin his good mood, but she also needed him to be careful and keep a low profile if they didn't want to be caught. She sighed.
Maybe she'll tell him in the evening.

.

The day went by without any further interruptions and Harvey didn't know whether he liked it or not. He wanted to do Jessica a favour and behave himself at least for the rest of the day, but he was bored out of his mind. He simply couldn't understand why she insisted on living a false human life every time it was her turn, why she wanted them to work all day long, why he wasn't allowed to feed on co-workers, why she forbid him to turn people, why he couldn't even compel them to do as he wanted. He did like the illusion of having a normal life the first few times, but it got tiring really fast when he realized that he had to do it every 20 years.

He was aware of the constant threat of Neil coming back and hunting them again, that's why he agreed to take turns in the first place. He just thought it was better to keep moving instead of hiding behind a steady, inconspicuous life. It was called being on the run after all.

Deep in thought, Harvey flinched when he heard a knock on the door and a young woman entered his office. She was gorgeous, long brown hair, dark eyes and a body every model could only wish for. Thankfully she was under 30, which was why he could keep their relationship strictly professional. It was one of his rules: Never date anyone younger than 30. Women in their 20s tended to remind him of someone he spent a lot of time trying to forget.

"Mr. Specter, do you have a minute?", the young woman asked shyly.

"Of course, Rachel. And I told you to call my Harvey", he responded, smiling politely.

"Right. Got it. Harvey. Daniel wanted me to let you know that he's still waiting for you to hire a secretary. He needs his floating temp back by the end of the week. Also, he and Jessica want you to hire an associate since that's one of your jobs as a senior partner. You'll have to work with him and help him fit in the firm." She paused and wrinkled her nose.

"What? Do you disagree?", Harvey wanted to know, trying to hide his amusement. Rachel blushed, hastily trying to defend herself. "No, of course not. I just don't appreciate being treated as a delivery guy when I'm a third-year associate with a lot of work on my plate. But that's not your fault. I think you will be a great boss."

"That's really nice of you. Let's hope you're right."

Rachel smiled. "Jessica thinks you'll do fine. And I trust her judgement."

"Already? She's been here for two weeks."

"I know. It took her ten minutes to convince me."

Harvey nodded knowingly. He met Jessica over 200 years ago but he still remembered how much she'd impressed him when he first saw her. "Yeah, she has that effect on people." "She does. Everyone's talking about you guys since you got the job. Even Louis can't help but admire you two."

"He has a funny way of showing it", Harvey commented ironically.

"Louis is not good with people, but trust me. I know him."

Their eyes met. It took Harvey a moment to understand what she was saying. "Wait, are you his-?"

"-Associate? Yep." There was pride in Rachel's voice. "It wasn't easy in the beginning, he was scared that our relationship might get too personal and I would hurt his feelings." Harvey shook his head in disbelief. Rachel shrugged. "He's not as bad as you think. You'll come around eventually."

"Somehow I doubt that."

"We'll see."

She came closer to his desk and dropped a few files onto it. "I brought these for you as well. Figured you might need them."

"Thanks, Rachel." He smiled at her once more and got back to work. She didn't move, nervously biting her lip. "Is there something else you need?"

"No… I just…", she stammered, making him chuckle.

"Just say it, Miss Zane. I won't bite your head off, I promise."

She visibly relaxed a bit. "I was going to ask you to consider my boyfriend as your next associate. He recently finished law school and is looking for a job. I think you two would be perfect for each other."

He observed her for a second. He only knew Rachel for a short time but he'd already figured out that she wouldn't risk her career for anything, let alone take the risk of mixing her work with her private life if she didn't believe that her boyfriend was good enough. He liked her burning ambition for her job, and if her boyfriend had even a shred of that, Harvey could at least offer him an interview.

"I can't guarantee anything until I've spoken to every applicant, but why don't you make an appointment for him with my secretary and I'll meet him tomorrow."

Her face lit up with excitement. "Really? Thank you so much, Harvey! Mike is going to be so happy. I'm gonna call him right away."
A grin appeared on her face. "Wait, what secretary are you talking about? The imaginary one?"

He couldn't help but laugh. If this Mike guy also shared her wit, he was as good as hired. "Touché. Now get out."

Rachel indicated a curtsy and then quickly ran out of the office before he could change his mind. Harvey smirked. Maybe he could spend his next 13 years in this firm after all…

.

Harvey was still in a good mood when Jessica came by his office in the evening. He stood in front of the window, listening to his favourite record, a glass of scotch in his hand and appreciating his view over Manhattan. The sun was starting to set at the end of the horizon, a sight he never grew sick of, even after the 257 years he'd already spend on this earth. The vibrant, almost blinding orange of the sky reminded him of her; of her hair. Her smile. Her eyes. He swallowed, pushing the thought away, trying to think of something else.
Sunsets also reminded him of the transition from day to night, which meant -at least for him- transitioning from the boring side of life to the exciting one. Human to vampire. Harvey felt his fangs starting to formulate and quickly took a sip of his drink. He had to restrain himself for a few more hours and alcohol usually helped with the craving for blood.

"Hey", Jessica said quietly. Her voice was soft, causing Harvey's lips to twitch suspiciously.

"What can I do for you, Jessica?"

She didn't say anything at first. Instead, she made herself a drink and stepped beside him, looking over this town she loved with all her heart. The only place that ever felt like home. She didn't want to tell him. She feared that he might suggest running away once more if he knew Neil was hunting again. Harvey and her successfully faked their own deaths a few decades ago and she knew they fooled Neil back then. But if he ever found out that they were still alive, back here, in their home town, where it all started, where Harvey met Donna and she…
Jessica took a deep breath and tried to stop her head from spinning. She didn't want to run anymore. They were safer here, living a low-key live. She just needed to convince Harvey somehow.

"How is your search for the secretary going?", she finally asked. Granted, that was not what she was here to talk about. But it was a start.

"Fantastic", he mocked her. "I think I'll just steal Norma from Louis."

"That's not funny."

"Then why are you smiling?"

"Shut up."

He looked at her from the corner of his eye. She seemed distant. Tense. Like she was hiding something from him.
"I think I might have found an associate", he tried to lighten up her mood. She raised her brows in surprise. "Really? Already?"

"Yep. I'm interviewing him tomorrow."

"Good."

"I'm totally honouring my promise."

"I'm glad."

"I'm starting to assimilate myself."

She tried to fight a snicker, knowing it would be unwise to avoid the serious topic any longer.

"Harvey, I need to tell you something."

"I know. What is it?"

Jessica sighed. Their eyes locked. "It's about- "

"Am I interrupting something?"

Jessica spun around so quickly that she almost fell over, but Harvey immediately froze on the spot. Jessica felt the blood rushing through her veins and if she didn't know better, she would've thought that her heart stopped working. She tried to swallow, but her mouth was completely dry. She couldn't do anything but try to catch her breath, looking at the person standing in the entrance of the office.
The silence in the room was deafening. Nobody moved. Nobody said a word.

And then, Harvey slowly began to turn around. The first thing he saw was the curly auburn hair, cut way shorter than it used to be but still as beautiful as ever. The next thing he saw were her eyes, meeting his own. And after that he didn't see anything but these eyes.
The eyes that used to sparkle every time she laughed; the eyes that paralyzed him when he first met her in 1897 and that kept taking his breath away every single day he got to spend with her; the eyes that were still haunting him in his dreams a century later, causing him to wake up with this aching pain in his chest that just wouldn't go away.

The brown eyes he thought he'd never see again. They belonged to the woman that died over 100 years ago, and yet here she was, standing right in front of him.

"Donna", he whispered, his voice breaking halfway through it.

If you have any questions about the plot (the turns Harvey and Jessica take while being on the run for example) feel free to ask me. I'm planning to answer all the story related questions during the fic though.
As a few of you already know, I'm used to writing in German since it's my native language and I'm really unsure and nervous about this whole project, so please just let me know what you think of the story so far. Tell me what you liked, what I could do better, what you felt didn't work at all etc. Feedback is everything!
Oh and one last thing: I'm not good at writing fluffy, happy things and I already know how this story ends, so buckle up and prepare yourselves for an insufferable amount of angst, pain and drama. And no, I can't stand myself either.