A/N: I woke up early to write this and it's the most wholesome thing I have ever written, I'm a complete mess. I hope you enjoy it. :)

between the moon and new york city

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It's late at night when Donna wakes up. She doesn't know what exactly woke her at first. When she peels her eyes open, groggily, she sees light streaming into the bedroom. It takes a second for her eyes to focus, her mind still sleepy, but when they make out a small person standing in the doorway, she doesn't hesitate to detangle herself. She's careful not to wake Harvey; he needs sleep, too. His arm is wrapped around her midsection, securely holding her to him. Her backside against his front, his head nestled into the back of her neck, hot breaths coming out evenly.

"Mommy," she hears her daughter's tentative voice coming from the doorway a moment later.

Donna pulls back the covers and gets up. She grabs her dressing gown from the chair next to the bed and makes her way to her daughter who is standing between the hallway and their bedroom looking like a lost sailor.

"What is it, sweetie?" Donna crouches down and picks up her three-and-a-half year-old. She's getting heavy and so big, it makes Donna miss those days when she was just a tiny worm, resting on her chest for naps.

"Can't sleep..." her daughter mumbles. Donna presses a kiss to her temple and nods. They make their way over to the bedroom next to hers and Harvey's, her daughter securely in her arms.

It's been happening a lot lately; their daughter waking up, not being able to fall back asleep on her own. They've been trying everything the books say but Donna has a feeling it may have to do with the fact that she is expecting again. Harvey and her found out four months ago and while they couldn't be happier to add another member to their family, she wonders if Eliza realises the baby won't replace her like a newer model.

Donna gently caresses her daughter's baby curls after she lays her down in her big girl bed. "Mommy," her daughter holds onto her hand, a tremor in her voice like she knows her mom is going to leave again in a moment. "Don't go."

Donna's heart aches, she's bone-tired and her hormones have been going crazy lately. "I won't," she reassures her. "I'm right here, baby girl."

She finally sits down on the bed next to her. Her fingers caress Eliza's cheeks, soothingly rubbing her thumbs back and forth. "Stay here, mommy."

There's definitely a watery thread in her voice now and Donna can't bear it. "I'm not going anywhere."

They stay there for a while; Donna holding her daughter who won't settle down, aware of that fact that when she falls asleep her mom is going to leave. "You want me to sing to you?"

Her daughter nods, head in her lap.

So Donna sings quietly, song after song, hoping her daughter will fall asleep. It breaks her heart to see Eliza fighting it, wanting to be close to her instead. Her love for her is endless but after a while she thinks sleep won't happen like this at all tonight.

They are both tired and while she knows she shouldn't allow her daughter to sleep in their marital bed, tonight, she can't help it. She's been having this nagging feeling that Eliza wants to be closer to her and her baby brother. She thinks it's her maternal instinct and she just wants her daughter to know that her brother doesn't and won't replace her. Taking her daughter to bed with her tonight won't solve that... but it's a fight for another day.

She gets up and holds her hand out to Eliza, too tired to pick her up again. "Come on, we're going to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's bed tonight, yeah?" Her daughter takes her hand, teddy bear in the other, and they make their way back to the bedroom they came from.

"Be quiet, Daddy is sleeping," she whispers before letting go of her hand to sit down on the edge of the bed, taking off her robe and placing a hand on her rounded belly, her son having decided that now is a good time to join in the fun. She feels a flutter against her hand and she rubs over it.

"Come on, sweetie," she lays down and pulls the covers over herself and her child. She feels her snuggle into the covers, teddy bear tucked under her arm. "Good night," she whispers into the dark as she, too, settles.

A moment later she feels Harvey's arm snake around her waist as he moves closer to surround her with his warmth. He nuzzles her neck, the small hairs of his beard on her sensitive skin sending shivers down her spine. His hand is splayed across the swell of her belly, her baby boy still kicking lively.

"'t whole family's awake and no one woke me?" Harvey's voice is deep and scratchy. Donna turns her head slightly, hands joining on her belly.

"You need the sleep," she reminds him. Trial in the morning.

"As do you and junior." Donna tangles her cold legs with his. "Exactly... which is why all four of us are going to sleep now."

Harvey hums against the exposed skin of her shoulder, pressing a lazy kiss there. He won't question Donna's decision to bring Eliza to bed tonight. He knows she's tired and overworked, just like he is, and he is happy having his girls and his unborn son here with him.

Sleep takes over them in a matter of minutes cuddled up like this, as a family of four.

A/N: Reviews are very much appreciated! Let me know if you want a part 2 of Harvey singing to his daughter, too.