Happy Darvey Week everyone! My plan was to complete this story before 7B and I'm right on time! This is the alternate ending following chapter 9 for those who didn't want to read the more angst-filled 10A ending (although I would say the epilogue section of that is happy, so you could skip ahead to that section of it!). Thanks to all those who have read along and especially those who have taken the time to review. It means a great deal to hear what you think. Thanks must also go to Mary, who has been my partner-in-crime for this story, swapping ideas, dialogue and encouragement as I write! It's been a lot of fun! Now it's time to see if we get any of 7B's content right!

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Chapter 10 – Version B

Harvey smiled as he opened his eyes and was greeted with Donna's bare back, her hair falling down it and across his pillow. Inching slowly closer to her, he dropped a kiss on her shoulder, as his arm moved to her waist.

She shifted in the bed, her sleepy voice pretending to be more annoyed than she was. "I thought we agreed you'd stop waking me up Harvey."

He chuckled, dropping another kiss on to her shoulder, before making his way up her neck with his kisses. "I couldn't help myself," he murmured. Donna turned over on to her back, her eyebrow arching in pretend annoyance.

"Anyway, I'm working with limited time, so I take what I can get," he stated in a matter of fact tone.

"Meaning?" she queried with a smile, as her hands moved along his sides, before running up his back and over his shoulder blades.

"Meaning…we have about two minutes," he responded after checking the clock. She laughed, before meeting his kiss, allowing herself to relax in to his caresses.

Right on cue, the sound of the bedroom door pushing further open and the padding of feet on the floor interrupted their moment. "Sometimes I hate being right," he murmured dryly.

"It's Thanksgiving!"

Donna broke in to a smile at the excited voice moving closer to Harvey's side of the bed. With a final quick kiss, he turned over, coming face to face with the source of their early morning interruption.

The sight of his daughter's smile made it impossible for Harvey to be irritated and instead he lifted her up and sat her on the bed between them. "You know baby, when you're much older and don't want to get up, I'm going to remind you about mornings like this one!"

Their five year old daughter giggled, not really sure what he meant. "So, what's so special about today?" The little girl huffed dramatically, causing Donna to smirk, rather proud of her daughter's theatrical side at such a young age. "It's Thanksgiving! It's a special day, Daddy!"

He smiled broadly, as she bounced a little on the bed between them, as he reached for his T-shirt. "And what do special days mean?"

"Pancakes!"

Donna laughed at the interaction. "You heard the boss," she responded. Harvey shook his head in amusement, before slipping out of bed and picking up their daughter. "Come on then Abi. You can help me."

With that, he carried her out of the bedroom, her head resting on his shoulder. She gave Donna a happy little wave before they disappeared from her view, causing the red head to smile. They had a pretty special kid, she thought proudly, relaxing back in bed.

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From her position on the kitchen counter, Abigail watched Harvey whisk up the pancake batter.

"Is Grandma coming today, Daddy?"

Harvey paused at his work and looked across at her. "Yeah, baby, she's coming." The reality of his mother in his life still sometimes surprised him, even all these years on, but he was so pleased she knew her granddaughter.

"Are you going to help me decorate the table later?"

She nodded proudly, a serious look on her face and Harvey smiled. "How about after breakfast we go out and you can find the perfect leaves?" Every Specter event wasn't complete without nameplates created by Abigail, but Thanksgiving required something a little different – every name was written on an autumnal leaf and set atop each plate.

"Yes!" Harvey poured batter in to the frying pan for the first pancake and his daughter clapped her hands happily.

Donna appeared in the doorway in a robe, her hair pulled in to a messy bun and she smiled at the adorable sight before her - her two favourite people. She kissed her daughter's head as she passed her, her arms encircling Harvey's waist from behind him. "Smells good," she murmured, dropping a kiss behind his ear. He smiled at the contact, turning his head to the side for a quick kiss. Abigail giggled on seeing her parents kissing, earning her tickles from Donna, only causing her to giggle more.

"How many leaves do I need, Mommy?" Donna leaned against the counter next to her, counting the people in her head. "14, but maybe pick some more, so we have extras?"

Abigail seemed happy with the answer and chattered away until breakfast was ready about what coloured pens she wanted to use and where she would find the best leaves. Donna raised an eyebrow at Harvey on seeing the can of whipped cream on the table. He met her eyes with a smile. "I apologise for nothing."

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Once breakfast had been eaten and plates cleared away, they ventured outside in to the garden and helped their daughter pick her leaves. She bounded around their garden, inspecting he autumnal fallen leaves very seriously, causing her parents to smile to one another.

"We have a pretty special kid," Harvey murmured, his arms around Donna's waist. She smiled, moving her hands atop his. "We really do, but then I expected nothing less!"

He chuckled. "Good point. We are awesome."

"It will be lovely to have everyone together. Well, nearly everyone," she commented. Donna's mother was away and Jessica had been unable to leave Chicago due to work pressures, but it would still be a full house at the Specters that day.

"It will," he agreed, before adding in a whisper, "but all I really need is the two of you."

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Harvey answered the door a little later to the first guests, with Abigail, dressed up in her new red dress, by his side. He smiled warmly on seeing his friends, welcoming Mike and Rachel inside.

"Happy Thanksgiving!" Abigail announced excitedly. They both smiled, Mike crouching down to her. "You too Abi. That's a very pretty dress."

She beamed. Uncle Mike was one of her favourite people. "Mommy let me pick it," she informed him proudly. Rachel smiled, before glancing down to the slightly shy figure at her feet. "Aren't you going to say hello James?"

The little boy shyly glanced at Abi. "Hi Abi," he replied quietly. She smiled and looked to Harvey. "Daddy, can we go and play outside?" After permission had been given, subject to warm coats, Abi led her playmate away.

Mike shook his head in amusement. "A whole new generation of a Specter bossing around a Ross!"

Harvey smirked. "It's genetic."

Rachel laughed at them. "You never know, given them 15 years and they could be more than friends!"

Both Mike and Harvey paled, which only made Rachel laugh harder. Donna appeared in the hallway and frowned on seeing their pale expressions. "What did I miss?"

Rachel linked her am through hers and guided her away. "Not much. Just a possible glimpse in to the future!"

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As the house filled with friends, family and the smells of good food, Harvey smiled to himself. He never imagined he'd have this ort of life.

"Can I help with anything, Harvey?" He glanced to his mother and nodded. "Sure Mom, you can help me carry all this food through. I hope everyone's hungry!"

She smiled and followed him through to the kitchen where Rachel and Donna were laughing over Louis's latest antics. Between the four of them, the vast amount of food was soon on the dining room table. Harvey caught his mother's eyes. "Everything alright, Mom?"

"Fine, Harvey. I'm just so happy I'm here with you." He gave her a shy small smile. "Me too, Mom."

"Food time!" Abigail declared excitedly from the children's end of the table. Marcus laughed. "With enthusiasm like that, maybe Abi will want to come and help me in the restaurant one day, unlike some people." He raised his eyes at his own kids, who were frighteningly older to Harvey now, as they both rolled their eyes.

"Enjoy this phase while it lasts, Harvey; where she thinks you're the coolest person in the room."

Harvey looked down the table to his little girl and made a note to cherish every moment. Donna rested her hand on his. "We've got a while to go yet before the eye rolling phase. Stop worrying!"

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Following toasts to family and friends and more food than would ever be needed, Donna found herself standing by the patio doors with Rachel, watching their children running around the garden, chased by Mike' as big a kid as either of them! Rachel laughed at the sight. "He's ridiculous."

"But you love him anyway," Donna replied warmly, to which her friend simply gave her a knowing smile.

"I admit Donna, it someone had told me we'd be standing right here, all these years on, I'm not sure I'd have believed them!"

Donna chuckled. "It was certainly a roller coaster, but here we are."

Harvey appeared, a gentle hand at her waist, as he moved past her to go outside. "Can't let Mike have all the fun?" Donna teased him. He raised an eyebrow. "Never!"

She exchanged an amused look with Rachel, as they watched the antics in the garden, as Harvey sneaked up on his daughter, lifting her up in to the air to her delight. "Come on, I think we've earned a glass of wine."

Rachel shared a small, conspiratorial smile with her friend. "I would…..but I can't…" Donna's eyes widened in surprise before hugging her tightly. "That's fantastic news, Rach!"

"Thanks. We're excited. We just need to decide how to explain it all to James."

Donna smiled. Their little boy was quite shy, but he was always thinking and would want to understand exactly what was happening. "He'll be fine. Plus Abi will be excited to have a new playmate!"

"You didn't think of having another one?" Rachel asked curiously.

Donna leaned against the doorframe watching her family of two running around outside and smiled. "We could have I suppose, but we're happy with everything we have."

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"Uncle Louis, why do you like cats so much?"

Abigail was sitting on Louis's lap in the living room, her new cuddly toy kitten that he'd bought her in her hands. He pondered the question for a few moments.

"Because they are majestic creatures with more intelligence than most people."

Abigail giggled. "But not more intelligent than you, or Mommy and Daddy?"

Louis smiled. "Well, definitely not more intelligent than me, or your Mommy!" He tickled her affectionately and she giggled more. Louis laughed. He loved spending time with her. As happy with Sheila as he was, part of him would always wonder about whether he'd have made a good father. He'd therefore made it his mission to be a great uncle. He'd already arranged his Christmas surprise for her next month - a trip to The Nutcracker. He couldn't wait to take her and Donna and Harvey were quite sure that he would be more excited than Abigail, having seen his reaction when they gave their permission.

Donna and Rachel joined those already in the living room and Abi held up the kitten to her mother. "Mommy, can we get a real one?" Louis beamed at his influence, only for his face to fall when Abi added that a puppy would be good too. He clearly still had much to teach her.

Donna sighed. "We'll see. I think Daddy will need a lot of convincing." Her daughter nodded thoughtfully; biting her bottom lip in concentration and Donna suspected a plan was taking shape in her mind. She was their child after all.

Harvey appeared in the room with Mike and noticed the amused look on Donna's face. "What did I miss?"

She laughed. "Nothing." He frowned suspiciously, sensing that she wasn't telling him the whole truth, especially seeing the mischievous looks on Abi and Louis's faces.

Abigail stared at the adults around her from her place on Louis's lap. "Daddy, how did you meet Uncle Louis?"

Harvey smirked, deciding how much fun he could have with his answer, but on seeing Louis's expression, maturity prevailed. "We were working at the same firm."

"And now it's your firm?" She looked from one to the other and Louis smiled. "Yes, yes it is," he said proudly. Abigail slipped off his lap and held her hands out to Harvey. She was getting a bit big for this, but he could dent her nothing, picking her up' her arms moving around his neck. "And where did you meet Uncle Mike?"

Harvey exchanged a look with his friend, who cleared his throat awkwardly, images of drugs scattered across the floor of the hotel meeting room crossing both of their minds. Harvey grinned. "Well baby, that's a really fun story…!"

Donna raised an eyebrow at him and he chuckled. Mike smiled at them both, silent agreement that the story would clearly need some tweaking for their kids, at least for now. "I came to work for the firm," Mike interjected.

"Actually, he came to work for me," Harvey corrected him, earning him an eye roll from Mike. Abigail giggled. She loved how funny they were.

"I'm glad you did Uncle Mike," she stated simply, the trademark Specter smile on her little face. Mike matched her smile with his own, as he exchanged smiles with his wife and their closest friends. "Me too, Abi. Me too."

THE END

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That brings to an end You Can Never Go Back! I admit, I found finishing this alternate ending difficult, knowing it will never happen on screen now, but hopefully you liked it! Thanks very much for reading!