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When Harvey left her bed that morning, Donna thought it was all over, that she would never see him again. In reality, they had no reason to be together. The lawyer wasn’t ready, and there was no way they could start a relationship with him not believing in it. The only reason they would see each other was if they worked together, but that wasn’t even an option anymore — he was going to join Jessica Pearson at her firm, and she was considering accepting Skadden's offer, even though she knew she would never have as much fun as she did with Harvey. But well, all good things must come to an end. That morning, when she woke up and realized he was gone, she spent a few minutes staring at the ceiling, thinking about everything and nothing, before finally getting up to shower and wash off the whipped cream, strawberry juice, and Harvey’s fluids that clung to her skin. She had planned to do nothing special that day — until she received a message from Harvey asking her to meet him at a specific café. They agreed to work together again. Today — just over eight months later — she was sitting once more in front of Harvey’s desk, answering emails and phone calls.
« Donna? »
As he called her through the intercom, Donna quickly stood up and walked to his office, sighing deeply. She was feeling a little off today. A few seconds later, she smiled when she saw the lawyer looking at her.
« Harvey, how can I help you? »
« How’s my tie? »
« Your tie? You called me in here for a tie? »
« Yeah »
« It’s... blue. Why are you even asking? »
« Do you remember Samantha? »
« Mr. Parker's assistant? »
« Yeah »
« Well, she’ll be at the meeting today »
« So you’re calling me to ask if you’re dressed well enough to impress this poor woman who’s going to end up in your bed tonight? You know I have work to do, right? »
« Oh, come on, you know very well that ending up in my bed is anything but — »
« Harvey. Stop »
Immediately, he shut up, realizing he had crossed a line with his implication. One of Donna’s two conditions was that he would never mention that night again, and even though they had agreed on it, neither of them had truly moved on. While Donna convinced herself she was just one of many — a fact reinforced in that moment with Samantha — the lawyer was having a harder time than he’d expected. Even though he would never admit it, every time he closed his eyes, it was her he saw, even if he was with someone else. Milky skin dotted with freckles that he had spent hours tracing with his mouth, long red hair that shimmered as it slipped through his fingers, breasts that fit perfectly in his palms, sharp moans — she filled his thoughts. But as she looked at him with that reproachful expression, he had no choice but to change the subject.
« About Mr. Parker, don’t you want to go over what I’m supposed to tell him today with me? »
« Sure »
Quickly, she sat down across from him at his desk, and they began going over the various ideas and reports that would make the man he was meeting with bend. For a few minutes, they discussed things calmly, until Harvey paused, his attention drawn by Donna’s soft groan.
« Ouch »
« Are you okay? »
« Yeah, yeah »
« You sure? »
« Yeah, don’t worry. I just had a cramp, but — oww »
This time, she slammed her hand on the desk, her lips pressing into a thin line as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm the pain. Harvey’s concern spiked as he watched the color drain from Donna’s face, her hand gripping the edge of the desk, her knuckles turning white from the pressure against the glass surface. For a few seconds, the room was enveloped in silence until Harvey finally murmured.
« Donna, are you sure you're okay? You don’t look good »
« I’m fine, I just — fuck »
This time, her cry was louder as she doubled over in pain, unable to bear it. Donna had never felt anything like this before and couldn’t understand what was happening to her. The pain radiated from her back to her abdomen, and she remained silent, though Harvey couldn’t hide his panic, watching her struggle.
« Donna, you really don’t look okay, I think — »
As she stood, hoping walking might ease the pain, Donna’s vision suddenly blurred, and dizziness washed over her. She couldn’t fully grasp what was happening before everything went black. In an instant, Harvey watched Donna collapse to the floor, completely stunned. It took him a moment to snap back to reality, but then he rushed to her side, shaking her, desperate for a response — but there was nothing. She didn’t react. Seeing her pale and unconscious, he quickly fumbled for his phone, his hand trembling as he dialed emergency services. After a brief pause, a male voice answered.
« 911, what's your emergency? »
« My secretary collapsed. I don’t understand — she was in pain, and then, a second later, she was on the floor. She’s not responding. I keep calling her, but I... I don’t get it. It’s just... and she’s so pale, well, paler than usuall »
« Sir, try to stay calm. Can you tell me where you are? »
« Pearson Hardman »
« A moment… 601 East 54th Street New York NY 10000? »
« Yes »
« Alright, I’m sending a rescue team right now, but I need you to provide as much detail as you can for them. What floor are you on? »
« Sixtieth floor »
« And where are you now? »
« In my office, she’s lying on the floor, but — fuck, what kind of lazy-ass firm is this? Why is no one working at eight in the morning? »
« Sir, I need you to stay focused. Your name? »
« Harvey. Harvey Specter »
« Alright. Can you provide any details about the victim? »
« She’s twenty-nine, no medical history, no allergies — she’s just perfect »
« And her physical condition? »
« I don’t know, she’s pale, eyes closed, breathing slowly, and I can’t get her to wake up — Donna? Goddammit — she’s not reacting »
« And what happened before she collapsed? »
« Nothing. I mean, we were sitting at my desk, talking, and then she groaned in pain. She said it was just a cramp, but after a while, I could see she was getting worse. She kept saying she was fine, but I should’ve known better. She clearly wasn’t okay — she was gripping the desk hard, breathing heavily, and groaning »
« Do you know where exactly she was feeling pain? »
« No, she didn’t tell me »
« Alright, I see my colleagues have arrived, they’re taking over »
« Okay »
« Are you going to be okay? »
« I don’t know »
« Let me know when you see the paramedics arrive »
« Oh, they’re here »
« Perfect. Take care, Mr. Specter »
« Thanks »
Quickly, two paramedics surrounded Donna, still unconscious on the floor, hooking her up to machines, placing an IV, and securing an oxygen mask, all while asking Harvey a series of questions about her. Within minutes, she was connected to several devices and was now lying on a stretcher, ready to be evacuated. As Harvey moved to follow, one of the men stopped him.
« You can join us at the hospital. We’ll take care of her »
« No way I’m leaving her alone »
« Sir, she needs — »
« Stop me and I’ll sue your asses off »
Seeing that arguing was pointless, they nodded, and Harvey followed them into the elevator, then into the ambulance, his gaze fixed on the unconscious redhead, a frozen expression on his face. The ride to the hospital felt agonizingly long, but eventually, Donna regained consciousness for a few moments, groaning in pain before losing consciousness again. She finally woke fully as they entered the emergency room, moaning repeatedly.
« What do we have? »
« Twenty-nine-year-old female, presenting with a fainting episode following complaints of cramps. Suspected painful syncope. She lost consciousness multiple times during transport, with brief periods of awareness marked by complaints of pain. The exact location of the pain is unclear as she has not been able to articulate it. Her blood pressure and pulse are elevated, likely due to the pain »
« Okay, we’ll take over. Thanks »
Quickly, the paramedics left the room, and the hospital doctors and nurses took over, working efficiently around Donna. As the redhead gradually opened her eyes, the doctor spoke.
« Miss, I’m Dr. Jones. You’re in the emergency room at Mount Sinai Hospital. Do you understand me? »
Without thinking, she ripped the oxygen mask off her face, groaning and writhing.
« Of course, I understand, but— what the fuck? What’s happening to me? Why do I feel so — oww »
« Miss, I know it’s complicated, but please try to stay calm. We can see you’re in pain, but can you tell us where it hurts exactly? »
« I don’t know, everywhere, I mean — ow — my back, my stomach, my hips, even my legs, well, I think, I don’t even know anymore »
« Have you noticed any other symptoms recently? Any changes, physical or behavioral? »
« No »
As the doctor observed another wave of pain hit Donna, he watched her arch her back, sliding her hand from the base of her spine to her lower abdomen, squeezing her thighs together while groaning. Without missing a beat, the doctor murmured to the nurse.
« Miss, are the pains constant, or are they coming in waves? »
« In waves »
Quickly, the doctor glanced at the nurse, murmuring the name of another doctor. With a quick nod, she left the room, as if understanding immediately. Meanwhile, Donna watched her go, her voice weak as she whispered.
« Why are you guys looking at each other? What’s going on? Where’s she going? Who’s Dr. Emory? »
« Look, we have a theory, but we need to verify it first »
« A theory? Hey, we’re talking about my health — holy shit »
Once again, she tensed in pain as a woman in a long white coat arrived with a large portable device with a small screen. As the wave of pain was over, the doctor quickly approached Donna with a smile, speaking gently.
« Hello, I’m Dr. Emory. I’ve heard about your pain. We suspect it’s abdominal. Can I have access to your stomach? »
Without thinking, Donna lifted her dress up to just below her breasts, revealing her long pale legs and dark green lace panties, making Harvey swallow hard. Though he had seen his secretary naked before — well, more than seen since he ate strawberries and whipped cream off her skin — he had no idea what to do in this situation. Standing beside her like an idiot, almost invisible to everyone in the room, Harvey watched as the doctor applied some kind of gel to Donna’s lower abdomen, before the redhead whispered.
« What are you doing? »
« We just need to check something — tell me, Miss Paulsen, when was your last period? »
« About two weeks ago, more or less — but I don’t understand all these questions »
« When was your last sexual intercourse? »
« I’m not pregnant »
Quickly, after Donna spoke, the room fell into silence as the two doctors and the nurse stared at her, while Harvey felt like he might faint. Seeing that the two women didn’t seem to believe her, Donna chuckled nervously, repeating herself.
« I’m not pregnant. I’m on the pill, I’ve had regular periods, I’ve never had nausea or anything, and you can see my body, right? Do I look pregnant? »
As she struggled to believe what the woman was saying, her heart started racing at their look and seeing their patient confused, Dr. Emory murmured.
« You’re experiencing what’s called pregnancy denial, Miss Paulsen. And those pains you’re feeling right now are labor contractions »
At the doctor’s announcement, Donna and Harvey stared at her with wide eyes and slightly open mouths, shocked by what they had just learned. The silence was broken when the lawyer turned quickly to grab a trash can next to the bed and vomit. At the same time, Donna began hyperventilating, torn between the pain, the shock of the news, and the urge to cry. She heard the other doctor speak again as she took Donna’s hand in hers.
« Look, I understand this is a shock, especially since it’s so late, sudden, and under complicated and painful circumstances, but unfortunately, you’re going to have to give birth to this baby »
« There’s no baby » murmured Donna, trying to convince herself.
« Look »
The moment the woman turned the screen toward them and they saw the black-and-white images, Harvey vomited again, while Donna chuckled nervously, murmuring repeatedly.
« No, no, no, this isn’t possible »
They weren’t experts when it came to pregnancy and babies, but both the lawyer and his secretary could clearly make out the shape of a newborn and the details of its face. And if the image of the baby was shocking enough, it was the baby’s movements that stunned them even more. While the man beside the redhead was terrified, she stood frozen, at a loss for words. The doctor spoke gently again.
« What’s your relationship? »
« He’s my boss »
« Yeah, we’re… colleagues » whispered Harvey.
Seeing the young woman grow paler, the nurse gently placed a hand on her shoulder and murmured softly.
« Miss Paulsen — Donna — should we contact your partner or the father of the baby? Do you know who it is? »
« I fucking hate you, Harvey »
Seeing the lawyer’s eyes widen and the redhead glare at him with a murderous look, the three women realized that the colleagues might be more than just colleagues — and that the soon-to-be father hadn’t exactly considered the possibility that this could be his baby, too. In an instant, the room fell into silence, broken only by the redhead’s groans of pain, as everyone turned toward Harvey, who was weakly stammering.
« What? »
« What? Do you really think that with the number of hours you make me work, I’ve had time to meet someone or spend a moment anywhere other than between the firm and my house? No. It’s only been you, at least for the last nine months »
As Donna’s words hit him mercilessly, the two doctors and the nurse watched as the color drained from the man’s face before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the floor. Immediately, the women — except for the doctor holding the ultrasound probe — rushed to try and revive the lawyer, while Donna groaned in pain, her gaze fixed on Harvey lying on the floor.
« Did he just faint? I can’t believe it — I’m going to kill him »
As she lay back down, groaning and sobbing, the two women helped Harvey regain consciousness and sit up, while the visibly gynecologist approached to speak to Donna in a soft voice.
« Donna, look, I can’t imagine what you’re feeling right now, but I know that it’s terrible »
« I didn’t have time to prepare » murmured Donna, tears on her face.
« I can imagine, but unfortunately, this baby has to come out. With the contractions you’re having, it should happen fairly soon. We’re going to get you settled in a private room to try and do this as naturally as possible, despite the chaos. Once the baby is born, we’ll discuss what comes next and make sure everything is in place to help you. Okay? »
Seeing Donna nod quickly, her eyes brimming with tears, the nurse helped her change into a hospital gown while Harvey slowly regained his awareness of everything around him. Back on his feet, with some color returning to his face, the obstetrician smiled at him before speaking.
« Welcome back, sir. As I was telling Donna, we’re going to head to a private room to check where we are and likely proceed with the delivery soon. Understood? »
« I’m going to be sick »
As the lawyer muttered those words, everyone saw Donna quickly turn, glaring at him with eyes full of fury. He struggled to swallow, sensing the anger rising in her — knowing she was about to unleash on him.
« You’re going to be sick? Seriously, Harvey? You’re going to be sick? I’m about to give birth to a baby I didn’t even know existed until a few minutes ago — all because you couldn’t stop yourself from showing up at my place the moment we stopped working together. So shut the fuck up because the moment you — fuck — »
As she had been yelling at Harvey until that point, she suddenly cut herself off, twisting in pain again, while the doctor stood up.
« Alright, we’re going to go — I’ve already called the obstetrics team »
Without giving anyone a chance to speak, the doctor pulled Donna’s bed, with the nurse pushing from the other side, heading up to the fourth floor. Harvey followed behind, still struggling to grasp what was happening. Minutes later, once they reached the room, he stayed by Donna’s side as the doctor positioned herself between the redhead’s legs and began the examination, offering a sad smile to Donna.
« You're almost fully dilated, so it won't be long now »
« I’m a horrible person » sobbed the secretary.
« Don’t say that, Donna »
« Of course I am. There’s a baby inside me, and I never noticed anything. What kind of mother am I going to be? I never had checkups, didn’t pay attention, I drank, took medicine sometimes, kept working out... I was exhausted from work, I — »
« Donna, stop. The body hides things we’d never have discovered. You’re not at fault. Right now, the only thing we need to focus on is getting you through this. We’ll worry about the rest later »
« Alright »
« We’ll prepare everything and then we’ll go »
« Okay »
For a few minutes, everyone prepared the necessary equipment while Donna continued to groan in pain, feeling the contractions come faster and faster. Harvey stood frozen by her side. The redhead couldn’t believe it — sure, she’d always wanted children, but not like this. If the problem was having a baby with her boss after just one night together, neither of them with the time or space for a child, what truly bothered her was that she hadn’t experienced a real pregnancy and had unknowingly taken risks for her baby. Meanwhile, Harvey was lost in his own thoughts. He didn’t want a baby, still felt like a kid himself, and was sure he was going to screw this up. He already knew it — his mind was a mess. But this was Donna, the most important person in his life, and as scared as he was, he couldn’t run anymore. Not after seeing that little being on the screen. As he watched the doctor position herself between Donna’s legs again, performing a few more checks, she murmured.
« Alright, we’re ready. As soon as you feel a contraction, you push »
« Do I need to go out? »
At Harvey’s question — which he thought was just being respectful — Donna glared at him with hatred before muttering between her teeth, her voice clearly aggressive and hurt.
« Well, I think Samantha’s waiting for you, isn’t she? »
Hearing the name of the assistant, Harvey swallowed hard before murmuring:
« Hey, don’t act like that, it was a joke »
« No, it wasn’t. Just be careful not to get her pregnant too. Or, you know what? Go ahead, have your fun. Our child would already have a brother or sister to play. It’s great, no? »
Even though Harvey knew Donna was saying and acting this way because of the stress, the pain, and all the emotions she was feeling in that moment, he couldn’t help but feel guilty. He understood that they had ended up in this situation because of both of them, but it was mainly his fault that, today, they were just colleagues and nothing more. Seeing Donna now, he realized that, aside from everything she was feeling and the fact that she was about to give birth, there was still shock on her face — the shock of becoming a mother, but also the shock of not having seen it coming. She had always been in control of everything — knowing what she wanted, what she was doing, what she was thinking. But now, in this moment, she had no control over the situation or her future. When she mentioned “our child,” referring to the baby to come, Harvey was overwhelmed by a mix of panic and excitement, as if part of him was thrilled about having a baby with Donna. But lost in his thoughts, he was quickly snapped back to reality when his secretary screamed, signaling that she was having another contraction.
« Alright, Donna, let’s do this »
« I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do » moaned the secretary.
« Push » whispered the lawyer, his eyes wide, watching the redhead with her hair up in a bun and her flushed face.
« Oh really, Harvey? Push? You got any other bright ideas like that? »
« Sorry »
« Trust your body, Donna » smiled the doctor.
« I don’t trust it at all. It hid a whole baby from me for nine months. There is no way I’m trusting it because — ow shit »
Quickly, Donna had no choice but to listen to her body and push. It was long — way too long — and after nearly half an hour of pushing, with Harvey pacing around the room, his suit jacket discarded as sweat soaked through his shirt, he felt the panic rising. He watched Donna, exhausted, stressed, and completely defeated by everything happening. It was the first time he’d seen her like this — so vulnerable. Between her small cries of pain, the constant heart rate monitoring tracking her rapid, painful contractions, and the encouragements from the two women, Harvey felt like he was suffocating. He kept pacing, running his hand through his hair over and over, his shirt clinging to his skin with sweat. He was snapped out of his trance when Donna let out a louder, more desperate scream. Thinking about it — sudden labor, no epidural — he finally understood her reaction. He quickly regained his composure, rushed to her side, and whispered softly.
« Are you okay? »
« You’re asking if I’m okay? Seriously? Do I look okay to you? You — you know what? Get out »
As those last two words escaped her lips in a whisper of pain, Harvey swallowed hard, the thought striking him that she hated him so much she didn’t even want him in the room for the birth of their child. God, those words felt so strange, so unreal. But as Donna groaned again, he quickly grabbed her hand, which had been gripping the bed rail, squeezing it tightly as he whispered softly.
« Hey, I’m not getting out, but this baby will. Now, show me who Donna fucking Paulsen is and fight. There’s a time to be gentle and a time to be firm — you used to say that, right? »
As she chuckled, Harvey imitated her, and for a split second, everything that had happened over the past two hours seemed to fade away. It was like things were back to normal again — Harvey and Donna, best friends, soulmates. But quickly, as the doctor announced for Donna to push, the redhead crushed Harvey's hand, and he groaned in pain, whispering softly.
« Oww »
« You deserve it — I can't believe that out of all the crap you've put me through, you’d go as far as getting me pregnant »
« Sorry, I wasn’t really thinking at that moment — ouch »
« I noticed, you were focused on something else »
As they alternated between laughter and pain-filled groans — for very different reasons — they found comfort in being in this together, just like everything else. They were terrified, even more so now, but the situation felt so absurd and surreal that at times it seemed like a waking nightmare. They were both quickly snapped back to reality by the doctor’s voice.
« I can see the head »
At those words, Donna’s heart rate quickened, and this time, it was Harvey who squeezed her hand, suddenly overwhelmed by a wave of panic. It lasted another ten minutes or so, before the room was filled with piercing, high-pitched cries. For a brief moment, no one knew what to do. Donna and Harvey held their breath as the doctor kept the baby hidden, her eyes filled with a tender smile as she murmured softly.
« We didn’t have time to discuss it, but there are several options. We could think about — »
Before the doctor could finish her sentence, Donna murmured with a trembling voice.
« It’s my baby »
Immediately, the doctor wiped the newborn before handing her to Donna, who gasped, hearing the obstetrician whisper:
« No. It's your daughter »
Barely resting against Donna, wrapped in a soft white towel, the little girl calmed instantly, snuggling closer. Donna remained speechless. She wanted to cry from the sheer joy of it, to cuddle her daughter, to tell her how much she loved her — but she couldn’t. Not because she didn’t love her, but because she couldn’t quite grasp that the baby in her arms was hers, that this tiny, fragile creature was her daughter. Meanwhile, Harvey was sweating, his collar tight around his neck, drops of sweat beading on his forehead. He could taste acid at the back of his throat. The moment the little girl let out a small whimper, he rushed out of the room, desperately needing air, as though he might suffocate. He had no idea what to do or think. Until now, he hadn’t really seen anything. Donna’s belly had been flat, and the only image he had of their baby had been on a screen — abstract, distant. But now, seeing her so small, yet so real and vivid against Donna, it made everything feel so much more tangible, and it overwhelmed him. So, he ran off, feeling the old demons clawing their way back to the surface. On Donna’s side, the first tears began to fall down her cheeks. She didn’t know what she was feeling. She was angry at the situation, at the uncertainty with Harvey, at the rush and trauma of the labor. She was sad — sad that she hadn’t been able to be the kind of mother she wanted to be from the start, that she hadn’t had time to prepare for motherhood, that she hadn’t been given the chance to process everything before her baby arrived. She was also sad that Harvey had bailed the second things got serious, just like he had almost nine months ago when he left her bed. But she was also in awe. In awe of seeing her daughter — their daughter — so perfect, so calm in her arms. Yet, she couldn’t stop reflecting on the lack of follow-up during her pregnancy, on the things she hadn’t done, and on what consequences that might have today. Seeing the new mom silently crying, lost in thought while holding her baby, the doctor approached and murmured softly.
« Congratulations »
« Thank you »
« Don’t worry, he’ll be back. This situation is complicated for everyone, for him too »
« I know »
« But you were very strong, Donna. You impressed me »
Donna didn’t react, continuing to gaze at the baby in her arms. The door to the room opened, and Harvey stepped in, slightly out of breath. When he saw the new father look at Donna and the baby with concern, the doctor waited for him to approach before speaking in a gentle voice.
« We need to perform a few exams on her. You can take this opportunity to discuss what comes next together, okay? »
After a silent nod from both Donna and Harvey, the two found themselves side by side — the redhead curled up in a sitting position on the bed, while the lawyer stood beside her. For a few seconds, neither of them said anything, until Harvey finally broke the silence.
« What do you want to do? »
« It’s our daughter, Harvey. I’m not abandoning her »
« I know — and I don’t want to abandon her either — but we have careers, Donna, complicated hours, not much time for — »
« You have a career, Harvey. I’m just your shadow »
« You’re so much more than that, and you know it. We’re partners, it’s our career, not just mine. Our »
« Just like her. But I won’t sacrifice her for your career, get that in your head »
« I know, Donna »
Once again, the room fell into silence as they both silently watched the doctor and nurse at the far end, tending to the crying baby. The sound made both new parents feel a wave of nausea, their stomachs turning at the sound of their baby’s cries. The first time, it had been Harvey who broke the silence, but this time, it was the young secretary who spoke up.
« Harvey, I’m not going to impose anything on you. I know how complicated the idea of commitment and family is for you. And even though this is our daughter, it was an accident. I’ll never ask you to take on a role you don’t want. So, I’m giving you an out, and I won’t hold it against you, no matter what you decide. I’ve made my choice, now you’ll make yours »
Faced with Donna’s offer, Harvey said nothing, his gaze fixed ahead as he swallowed hard. For what felt like an eternity, they listened to the baby’s cries, each scream amplifying the tension between them, neither of them speaking as they silently endured the situation. Finally, after what seemed like forever, the nurse returned with the squirming baby in her arms, clearly waiting for Donna's decision regarding the newborn. Without a word, Donna extended her arms, silently giving her answer. As soon as the baby was against her chest, the little girl calmed, her cries fading as she nestled closer to her mother.
« Have you made your decision? »
« She’s my daughter » whispered Donna.
« Alright. I’ll bring you the paperwork to fill out »
« Thank you »
Once again, the room fell into silence, and this time, it was the doctor who approached the new mother, whispering softly.
« Your daughter is doing great and is in excellent health. I didn’t notice any malformations or issues — her reflexes are strong, and her weight, height, and head circumference are all ideal. Her respiratory function is perfect, her little heart is beating strong, and everything looks good with her internal organs. I also took a blood sample for additional testing, and we’ll do another one in a few days for rare disease screening — but that’s standard for all babies. After the somewhat complicated birth, she just needed her mommy to reassure her. But other than that, rest assured, Donna, she’s perfect »
« Thank you, doctor »
With the doctor’s reassuring words, Donna felt she could finally breathe for the first time since learning she was pregnant, relieved that the consequences of her earlier denial hadn’t directly affected the innocent baby in her arms. For the first time, she allowed her finger to gently glide over her daughter’s cheek, caressing her tenderly as the doctor began speaking again, her voice soft and calming.
« I’m also going to check on you, okay? This birth was a little complicated, and your body didn’t have much time to adjust. It’s important to make sure everything is alright down there »
« Sure — can I keep her with me? »
« Of course, Donna. It’s mainly a general and gynecological check-up »
« Alright »
As the doctor started analyzing the heart monitor to check her vitals, the nurse returned with a stack of documents, and Donna turned to Harvey to speak in a soft voice.
« Can you write for me? »
« Of course »
For a few minutes, the doctor focused on Donna’s gynecological exam while Harvey filled out the paperwork. When he couldn’t answer a question, Donna whispered her responses, continuing to gently stroke the baby’s cheek. Soon, the doctor took a blood sample from Donna’s other arm while Harvey completed the forms for social security and insurance, carefully selecting the best options, knowing money wasn’t an issue. Once finished, the doctor looked at Donna with a smile before offering more explanations.
« From what I’ve observed, there are no complications, but I’d like you to stay vigilant for any signs of postpartum hemorrhage. If you experience bleeding, pain, or feel faint — or any symptoms like palpitations, pale skin, excessive sweating, dizziness, or anything unusual — please call us immediately. Understood? »
« Yes »
« I’ll leave you on monitoring for now, and the nurses at the desk will check in on you. As soon as your blood pressure drops, we’ll come in to make sure everything’s okay. After that, I’ll follow up with you, as I’d like to ensure early psychological support. It's important to detect signs of postpartum depression or other emotional issues as soon as possible »
« Got it »
« Now I’ll leave you some time together, and I’ll go get something to dress her and feed her »
After a nod, the doctor left the room, and Donna started sobbing, immediately worrying Harvey, who looked at her in panic.
« Hey? Are you alright? Are you feeling dizzy? Does it hurt? Do you feel like — »
« I don’t have any clothes or even a room for her »
« Donna — »
« How can I be a good mom when I have nothing for her? Nothing to keep her warm, no comfortable living space, no food for her, none of that »
« We’ll find a solution, alright? We’ve gotten through worse situations. I mean, you’re Donna fucking Paulsen »
« Don’t say fucking in front of her »
« Sorry — anyway, I’ve finished the paperwork, but I didn’t put a name because… I don’t know. Do you have any ideas? »
« Not at all, and I don’t want to decide hastily — I mean, she’ll carry that name her whole life. How much time do we have? »
« Legally? Fourteen days »
« I’d rather wait a bit, then »
« You’re right »
For a moment, the room fell silent again, as Donna quickly scanned the information he had filled out earlier, murmuring in surprise, with a hint of emotion in her voice.
« You recognized her? »
« She’s my daughter too, Donna »
« I can’t believe this happened to us »
« Well, I wouldn’t say I can’t believe I got you pregnant, that night was quite eventful — we didn’t really think, and even though it was just one night, I came a lot »
« Harv — »
« Sorry — I mean, I can’t believe it happened like this. I know neither of us is to blame for this, the denial of pregnancy wasn’t our fault, but it’s been so traumatic »
« You fainted » giggled Donna.
« The shame » snorted Harvey.
For a few minutes, they sat in silence until the doctor arrived with a simple white onesie and matching hat, approaching to discuss feeding with Donna just as the baby began to cry. Donna tried breastfeeding, hoping to establish a bond with her daughter after the traumatic birth. Meanwhile, Harvey took the opportunity to call Ray, asking him to pick up their things from the firm and swing by his place for some spare clothes. That evening, neither of the two adults knew what to say. They spent the night reflecting in quiet solitude—Harvey staring off into space while Donna studied every little feature of her daughter, who was peacefully resting in her arms. Donna hadn’t let go of the baby, only briefly separating to change her from the towel to the onesie. Harvey, still unsure, hadn’t touched the baby—he didn’t feel ready. As night fell, the nurse checked on both Donna and the baby for the last time before placing the infant in the bassinet beside her. With the baby’s tiny hand still gripping her finger, Donna drifted into a deep sleep. Harvey, however, didn’t sleep a wink, his gaze constantly shifting between the baby and Donna, watching for any signs of hemorrhage. Three hours later, the baby began to squirm and whimper. Immediately, Donna woke with a start, rushing to pick her up and pull down her hospital gown, while Harvey stepped aside, making Donna laugh in the midst of the chaos.
« You know it doesn’t bother me, you’ve already seen my boobs anyway »
« More than that. Last time, it was me with my mouth on them »
Immediately, despite the dim light in the room, Harvey saw Donna look at him, half annoyed, half amused, as he chuckled quickly and muttered.
« Sorry »
Once again, Donna fed the little girl, and soon both mother and daughter drifted back to sleep, with Harvey keeping a vigilant watch over them. Taking advantage of the stillness, the lawyer began to reflect on what the future would look like and the consequences of everything that had happened. He hadn’t wanted a child, but now, right before him, was his daughter—there, whether he was ready or not. Watching her sleep peacefully beside Donna, he realized that he could never walk away from her or pretend she didn’t exist. His heart raced every time his eyes fell on her. About an hour had passed since they’d fallen asleep again when Harvey tensed, hearing the soft whimpers and squirming of the baby. Looking over at Donna, her exhausted face, he sighed deeply. Taking a breath, he carefully slipped one hand under the baby’s seat and the other behind her head, lifting her gently against him. As the tiny girl nestled into his neck, tears welled up in Harvey’s eyes, an overwhelming wave of emotion crashing through him. It was as if all the years of anger and frustration, the ones he’d carried for so long, were finally being released as he held her. Once the baby had calmed, Harvey stepped back, moving toward the back of the room. He cleared his throat quietly, trying to steady his breath, before murmuring softly.
« Hey... I’m not going to lie and tell you that you were expected, or that your mom and I couldn’t wait to meet you — honestly, it was a huge shock. I don’t know if I’ll be a great dad, but I promise I’ll try my best. I’ll probably mess up a lot, but I’ll keep trying, okay? And the good news is, you’ve got your mom. She’s perfect — I’m just too dumb to realize it sometimes. And honestly? I’m scared of losing her. I know that’s selfish, but I’m glad we made you together. At least this way, I know she’ll always be in my life. But don’t you dare tell her that — she’ll never let me live it down. She’ll say she’s the most important thing and that I can’t survive without her... even though she knows I can’t. Anyway, I’ll always do my best for you and your mom. Even though, trust me, things won’t always be easy between us, I’ll do everything I can to make up for my mistakes. You just sort of... showed up like a star in our lives — just like your mom. But don’t worry, we’ll figure it out, okay? »
If she had been awake at the beginning of his monologue, her little eyes were now closed, and Harvey couldn’t bring himself to put her back in the bassinet. So, he settled into the chair next to Donna, the baby on his chest, scrolling through his phone until she started crying, signaling she was hungry. When Donna struggled to open her eyes, she quickly sat up, noticing the empty bassinet beside her before hearing Harvey whisper.
« Hey, she’s with me »
« Oh, alright — you took her? »
« She started crying barely an hour after you fed her, and you looked exhausted, so I took her — is that okay? »
« More than okay, I mean, she’s yours as much as mine, and it makes me happy that you’re holding her, I thought you… you know… »
« I’m just panicked, Donna. We’re talking about a baby, she’s so innocent and I’m scared I’m going to screw this up »
« You won’t, Harv »
« I don’t know »
« Hey, you’re a good person, and you’re gonna be a good dad too »
« Sweet baby Jesus — I’m a dad… would you have believed it? »
« Not at all » snorted the redhead as she continued to breastfeed the little girl now in her arms.
« I mean, we’re parents… How are we supposed to be responsible for a child? We’re children ourselves »
« We’re twenty-nine and thirty years old, Harv »
« You know what I mean. We’re not… responsible — I mean, not in that way. Just one night, and we made a baby »
« Well, maybe it’s time to grow up and take responsibility »
« But we were having so much fun »
« We’re still going to have fun, but with her too »
« Oh, as if you’d accept that we keep getting drunk as fuck until we end up on the floor at the office just to celebrate a win »
« Alright, clearly we can never do that again, but we’ll find another way »
For a few more minutes, they continued to talk softly, keeping an eye on the little girl. Both redheads fell asleep shortly after, while Harvey stayed awake, watching over them. The rest of the night, he alternated between scrolling on his phone and checking that Donna wasn’t showing any signs of the symptoms the doctor had mentioned earlier. By morning, his eyes were burning. A few hours later, a nurse arrived and smiled at the two parents.
« Good morning. How was your first night? »
« Perfect. Harvey didn’t sleep a wink, though » chuckled Donna.
« Ah, sir, there comes a point where you really should sleep, because she’s going to need a lot of your time and energy for her »
« I know, but I just wanted to make sure everything was okay » whispered Harvey, slightly embarrassed.
« That’s very honorable of you »
« Yeah… »
« So, let me explain what’s going to happen today. First, we’ll take care of the postpartum medical check, focusing on pain management. After that, we’ll help you get up and take your first steps together. Once we’ve made sure mommy’s okay, we’ll turn our attention to the little princess. We’ll do a physical exam, another blood test for rare diseases, and the hearing test. And I know you’re not going to like this, but she’ll also be getting her first vaccine »
« I don’t want to be there for that » murmured Harvey.
« I imagine, I think it’s better if mommy’s there. Then we’ll do the fun stuff this afternoon, like the bath and the diaper change, and if you’d like, your family can come visit »
Quickly, the new parents turned to look at each other with wide eyes before whispering at the same time.
« Shit »
The last twenty-four hours had been intense, and not once had it crossed their minds to inform their loved ones about the surprise arrival of the baby. Harvey quickly glanced at Donna, his expression desperate, before whispering.
« Your dad’s going to kill me, Donna. The guy hates me, and I got you pregnant — oh my god »
« Urgh »
Realizing that the surprise baby affected more than just the two of them, Harvey and Donna exchanged a glance. Without a word, they silently agreed to keep the secret between them—at least until they got home. While the doctor took care of Donna’s check-up, Harvey cradled the baby in his arms, bringing her to the exam table where the nurse would perform some tests. This time, the room was calm, with Harvey talking nonstop as the little girl’s gaze followed her father’s voice. Once everything was done, Donna stood for her first walk, making her way to the exam table for the blood test. The baby calmed the instant Donna kissed her chubby cheek. After both mother and daughter had been examined, the three of them settled into the bed—Donna propped up against the cushions, the baby in her arms, and Harvey facing them. They began discussing what to do about work, deliberately avoiding talk of the return home, unsure of how to handle things. Around noon, while the baby took a short nap, her eyes wide open and staring at her dad as she woke up, they heard a knock at the door.
« Come in »
« Hello — Mister Specter, we have some things for you at the maternity reception »
« Oh, already? Perfect, I’ll be right there »
Surprise, Donna watched Harvey walk away as the lawyer disappeared for a few seconds, only to return to the room with about twenty bags in his hands. Donna’s eyes immediately lit up, and her heart raced as she realized what he had been up to as she murmured.
« What’s all this? »
« Well, I thought about what you said yesterday — that you didn’t have any clothes for her, no room set up, and all that — so last night, while you were sleeping, I spent some time making a few calls. I managed to get some things for her, at least until we’re out of here and for a little while after. Ray was kind enough to go pick everything up, and I asked him to wash it all at 90°F because I read that’s the perfect temperature for cleaning effectively while keeping the fabrics soft and protecting the baby’s sensitive skin »
« Harv… » Donna smiled.
« You wanna see? »
« Sure — let’s see what daddy bought for you »
As Donna sat cross-legged on the bed, the little girl nestled against her, her tiny back resting against Donna’s stomach. The redhead wrapped her arms around her, keeping her upright and supported, then dropped a gentle kiss on her little head. Harvey, his heart racing at the weight of this new title, eagerly showed off everything he had bought — rompers, joggers, bodysuits, sleepers, socks, hats, bibs, footed one-pieces, bundlers, blankets, cardigans, pants, leggings — while Donna’s eyes shone with wonder.
« Are you insane? This is too much »
« Maybe, I got carried away, but I couldn’t help myself. Do you like it? »
« I love it. Especially this one — I adore it »
« That’ll be her outfit for the day, then. Oh, and I got you some things too, by the way »
« Harv — »
« I know you hate wearing that hospital gown and think it doesn’t suit your complexion, so I searched online for the most practical things for the hospital stay — you know, for breastfeeding and all that — and got you some stuff »
« Thank you, Harvey. Seriously »
Again, Harvey continued with the clothing show—leggings, tops, fluffy cardigans, thick socks, nursing bras, button-up pajama tops, and anti-slip slippers—making Donna’s heart melt at how adorable he was. While she sat on the bed, watching him, stroking her baby’s belly, she took a moment to reflect on the whirlwind of the last day. Everything had happened so fast, and the denial of her pregnancy had been a shock, especially when she discovered she was about to give birth. If Donna had thought she’d struggle to accept it, or develop attachment issues with her daughter, she was surprised to find that wasn’t the case. On the contrary, she felt an overwhelming sense of protection, shown in the way she refused to let go of her baby. She loved her daughter, that much was certain. But every time she looked at her, guilt gnawed at her—guilt for not seeing it coming, for not giving her baby proper prenatal care. It was overwhelming, and she knew she’d need to talk to a psychiatrist about it. As she listened to Harvey explain each item he’d bought and why he’d chosen it, her heart raced. She’d been in love with him for two years, and though she had resigned herself to the fact that nothing would ever happen between them, she never imagined she’d be connected to him in such a lifelong way—beyond work. Selfishly, she was happy to share this journey of parenthood with him, even though it complicated everything now that a baby was involved. So, when Harvey showed her a cotton granny panty with a teasing eyebrow wiggle, Donna couldn’t help but laugh before he put everything back in the bags. The rest of the morning passed in easy conversation until Harvey’s phone rang, and he swallowed hard.
« Who’s that? »
« Jessica »
« I forgot about work — are you going to tell her? »
« We said we wouldn’t tell anyone » murmured Harvey.
« Yeah, but we’re talking about Jessica. I know how much she means to you »
« You’re right, I’ll answer — Hello? »
« Harvey, where are you? And Donna? You absolutely need to work on the Alratec case and I didn’t see you since yesterday »
« We had a… setback, let’s say, yesterday afternoon, so we won’t be able to come in the next few days »
« You’re kidding me? »
« I’m sorry, Jessica »
« So, you’re not going to make any progress on the Alratec case? »
« Well, if you bring it to me, I’ll work on it »
« Bring it to you? Did you take me for your courier, Harvey? »
« Jessica, I can’t move »
« Jesus, I’ll rush over this afternoon. Where are you? »
« We’re at Mount Sinai, fourth floor, room 608 »
« What? »
« The… maternity ward »
« Harvey… » sighed Jessica.
« Can you just come, okay? I’ll explain everything when you get here »
« I’ll be there »
As soon as the call ended, the baby began crying from hunger, and Harvey seized the opportunity to grab something to eat that wasn’t as awful as hospital food. When he returned, they sat across from each other on the bed, eating together while the baby slept peacefully in her bassinet. In the early afternoon, the nurse came by to teach the new parents how to give their baby a bath and change a diaper — both complete novices, since they hadn’t had time to prepare for any of this. Their hearts melted as they watched their little girl sigh in contentment while being gently submerged in the water. Once the bath was finished, Harvey quickly dressed her in the bodysuit Donna had picked out earlier and added a little hat to keep her warm before handing her back to Donna. For almost another hour, they talked softly, enjoying the quiet moments, until they heard a knock at the door. When it opened, Jessica walked in, the brunette murmuring softly.
« Great, this is even worse than I imagined »
« Jessica, hey. Come in »
« So, you had a baby, Donna? »
« We… » whispered the redhead.
« What? »
« We had a baby »
For a second, Jessica's eyes widened as she looked at Harvey, while the lawyer didn't quite know how to react. Seeing the silence in the room, the brunette murmured.
« I didn’t know you two were having a baby together »
« Well, we didn’t know either »
« What? »
« Pregnancy denial. We found out when I had contractions yesterday morning »
« I’m sorry, Donna »
« Yeah… »
« How do you feel? »
« I’m seeing the psychiatrist soon »
Seeing her teary eyes and the vague answer, Jessica didn’t push further and gently approached, murmuring.
« Baby girl or boy? »
« Girl »
« And does she have a name? »
« Not yet, we haven’t really had the time to think about it » sighed Harvey.
« I understand »
At that moment, the door opened, and the nurse came in to take Donna for her appointment with the psychiatrist. Donna stood up, handing the baby to her father for the duration of the appointment. As soon as the redhead left the room, Jessica and Harvey were left alone. They both sat down, and the brunette murmured.
« What happened? »
« It was crazy. Everything was normal—we were in my office, and then she started to feel pain. She kept saying it was nothing, just a cramp, but I could tell she was lying. Then, she collapsed on the floor—I’ve never been that scared. After that, I don’t know, everything happened so fast. The doctors were asking a million questions until one of them left and came back with a third. The doctor decided to do an ultrasound, and I thought it was to figure out what was wrong—appendicitis or something like that. But then she started asking about her last period and sexual activity. When she said she was pregnant, I was just... shocked. And as it sank in, I literally threw up at the thought of her having a baby and everything changing. I reacted selfishly. But when they asked who the father was and she said she hated me, that’s when I understood. Since the pregnancy announcement, I never even considered for a second that it could be me. I mean, it was so sudden. I didn’t think it through. You don’t plan for something like that nine months ahead when it happens in one night. I would never have thought it. So, when I saw her looking at me, it was like I couldn’t breathe. That’s when I passed out »
« Really? »
« Yeah. I’m a little ashamed… She was suffering, and I just passed out »
« Well, that’s a big shock »
« Don’t remind me »
« And after? »
« Well, after that, everything happened so quickly. They took Donna to the delivery room, and I still couldn’t get used to the idea. Donna didn’t have a belly— the only thing I had seen was an image on the ultrasound screen. Then Donna kept suffering and suffering, until we heard her scream »
« How did that make you feel? »
« I don’t know, I was breathless. At first, the doctor hadn’t shown us the baby because we hadn’t even had time to discuss what we were going to do. But when Donna made it clear that she was keeping her, the doctor placed the baby on Donna’s chest, and it was like my world stopped »
« I imagine... What about Donna? How is she? »
« I don’t think she’s doing well at all, but you know her—she won’t talk about it, at least not with me. She’s taking such good care of the little one, and I can already see how attached she is. But I know her well enough to tell that something’s wrong »
« If it was a shock for you, can you imagine what it was like for her » sighed the brunette.
« It was horrible, Jessica. She cried silently through the whole delivery, and even though I could see the pain she was in, what hit me hardest was how sad and desperate she looked. She feels guilty for not realizing it sooner, convinced that she risked the baby’s life by not having proper prenatal care »
« Is that why she’s seeing the psychiatrist? »
« That, and I also think she feels guilty for not being able to prepare for the pregnancy. She has no nursery, no clothes—I’ve already taken care of that—and she doesn’t even know the basics. She’s really panicking about not being ready »
« You’re not ready either »
« True »
« And are you going to see someone as well? »
« I don’t think so. I mean, we’re not just talking about a surprise baby; it’s much deeper than that when it comes to me »
« I know, and I also know you probably don’t want to reopen past wounds, but now it’s no longer just about you. Now there’s your daughter and Donna too. She’s your daughter, right? I mean, legally? No need for a test, that smirk is all yours »
« Yeah, both parents are on papers, and I think like Donna, even though it’s complicated and the timing is far from ideal, she’s still mine, and I can’t just pretend nothing happened »
« That’s a good thing. Her arrival must have been an intense shock, but at least you’re in this together. And even though I’m guessing nothing has changed between you two, and you probably haven’t had time to talk about what you are to each other, I know you’re going to make an amazing team »
« I think so too »
For about another twenty minutes, they talked about everything and nothing until the door opened again, revealing Donna, her eyes slightly swollen from crying. Harvey immediately straightened up, concern crossing his face, and whispered.
« Are you okay? »
« I’m alright »
He knew she wouldn’t push further, so he simply smiled before handing the little girl back to Donna and sitting down on the bed. Sensing the somewhat gloomy atmosphere, Jessica stood up, then flashed a smile at the new parents.
« Well, you’re putting me in a bit of an awkward position here. You know, legally, I’m supposed to be notified at least thirty days before parental leave. But, well... even though I’m losing my best secretary and best lawyer — don’t tell Louis I said that — I’ll have no choice but to grant you both your twelve weeks of maternity and paternity leave »
Seeing the two new parents laugh, she gave them one last smile before heading out of the room, leaving them alone. Aside from Jessica, they decided not to tell anyone else, choosing instead to savor these quiet days after the storm. In the end, they stayed three days at the hospital. While Harvey had a car seat delivered, the three of them climbed into Ray’s car and headed to the redhead’s apartment. As Donna walked into her apartment, a knot tightened in her stomach. It was completely unsuitable for a baby. But then, she gasped when she saw a series of boxes stacked in her living room, confused about what they could possibly be.
« What — »
« I asked Ray to buy the essentials — the best stuff on the market. There’s a co-sleeper so she can sleep next to you, and I also got a bassinet we can put in the living room for now. I bought a sleeping bag for tonight, and I thought tomorrow we could go out and get everything else, so you can choose what you like. What do you think? »
« Thank you, Harvey »
« Hey, it’s the least I could do — how about I set up this bassinet while you watch me use my muscles? »
« Let’s do that »
After sharing a laugh, Donna settled onto the couch while Harvey moved the coffee table aside, brought the boxes into the room, and began assembling things, the little girl peacefully asleep on Donna’s chest. Throughout the evening, they talked about everything and nothing, the hours passing until night fell. As the quiet settled in, Donna began to panic at the thought of being alone.
« Harv? »
« Yeah? »
« Do you mind staying over tonight? I know it might be weird, but I didn’t think that — »
« I was waiting for you to ask »
As he smiled at Donna, clearly happy with the suggestion, he started setting up the couch for the night when the redhead murmured.
« You can sleep with me if you want »
« What? »
« Well, it would be more comfortable than the couch. Unless you don’t want to be bothered by her crying at night »
« Oh, no, it’s fine. It’s just that I don’t want you to be uncomfortable or anything »
« Please, you literally saw me give birth and I’ve been seeing you eyeing my boobs every time I feed her for the past three days. Just... don’t get me pregnant again »
« No sex for at least eight weeks, anyway »
« Seriously? How do you even know that? » giggled Donna.
« Well, the nights have been long, and the hospital has some pretty interesting pamphlets available for new parents... I just did my research, that’s all »
Seeing him a bit embarrassed, Donna bumped his shoulder as they made their way to her bedroom, where Harvey had already set up a white co-sleeper that matched the room’s aesthetic. As the redhead took her turn in the bathroom, the lawyer followed, and thirty minutes later, they were lying side by side. Though the situation could’ve been awkward, neither of the new parents had time to feel anything; they both quickly fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows. They woke up every three hours to feed the baby—Harvey staying by Donna’s side through each feed—before waking up the next morning, still a bit groggy. Once they were both ready, Donna strapped the baby to her chest, and they headed out to buy everything they still needed for their little girl. After expanding her wardrobe a bit more, they picked up the essentials for hygiene, care, and feeding, searched for the best stroller and diaper bag, and had everything delivered to Donna’s place. On their way to another store with baby items, they decided to walk by Central Park. As they strolled side by side, the little girl now sleeping against Harvey, Donna listened intently as he spoke.
« I’ve analyzed several play mats, and at first, there were so many, but most of them were way too colorful. I know colors stimulate, but I don’t want to overwhelm her little eyes. The first one is really cute — Skip Hop — super soft, comfy, with a sleek design in pearl gray tones, with little gardening-themed toys hanging from it, like tiny plant pots and a watering can. Then there’s one from Lilliputiens, which is adorable. The play mat is shaped like a house and includes several forest friends, like a fox, a bee, and a snail — all pink, of course. And the last one is in lilac tones, and what’s adorable is that there’s a moon-shaped panel that plays soothing melodies and projects stars. You’ll have to see them, but I admit I have a preference for — »
As he got carried away in his monologue, he suddenly stopped when he noticed Donna had stopped following him as she was standing in the middle of the path, staring straight ahead, looking a little lost. Harvey quickly walked up to her, one hand on their sleeping baby’s back, the other squeezing her shoulder, and he softly murmured.
« Are you okay? »
For a few seconds, she didn’t respond, and Harvey grew concerned. After her episode in his office a few days ago, the lawyer was terrified that Donna might be struggling in some way, so seeing her not react now, he gently approached to search for her eyes. She then finally lifted her head, and their gazes locked together, while Harvey swallowed hard, seeing something he had never seen in Donna’s eyes — a mix of relief and tenderness. In a split second, she took advantage of the few inches separating them to press her lips to his, and Harvey tensed up, while the redhead pulled back to watch his reaction. For a moment, Harvey stayed still, as though he couldn’t believe what had just happened, but when the sound of a car horn snapped him out of his reverie, he looked back at Donna. Her beautiful hazel eyes were staring at him, waiting expectantly, and he lost all reason he had, cupping her face in both hands and pressing his lips against hers, their baby between them. As they both sighed in contentment, Harvey couldn’t stop kissing Donna, wanting to taste everything — her lips, her tongue, her skin — the taste of the redhead drove him wild. Donna could feel her knees weakening, but she was relieved when she felt his hand slip around her waist to support her, the other cradling her jaw. Neither of them could say how long they had been caught up in the moment, but for the first time in over nine months, they felt like they could finally breathe. Though they could have kept going for hours, they were interrupted by the little girl’s high-pitched noise — clearly bothered by being squeezed between her parents — while both adults chuckled, looking down at her. For a few seconds, neither of them said anything, before Donna murmured with a smile.
« Well, I think she can’t wait for us to find the best play mat in the world »
« Yeah, probably » chuckled Harvey.
« Shall we go? »
« Yeah, let’s go »
As they resumed their walk in silence, pretending nothing happened, barely a few steps later, Harvey whispered.
« Wait »
Curious, Donna stopped, and Harvey grabbed her face once more, kissing her again and again as they laughed against each other’s lips, Harvey murmuring between a few pecks on her mouth.
« Sorry, I couldn’t help it. It’s addictive now »
« I know, right? »
« Hey, Donna. You know how bad I am at expressing my feelings and everything going on in my head, but as scared as I might be, I’ve never been this happy. A few days ago, I thought I’d never get past this with you, that we’d be colleagues and friends for the rest of our lives, even though a part of me was devastated. Then she came, and I know this whole thing is crazy, we didn’t want to be parents, it kind of got forced on us, even though it was still a choice, but I can’t help but think it was fate’s way of making me open my eyes. I have no regrets about anything that happened in the last few days, or even nine months ago. So, things won’t always be easy, and you’ll have to be patient with me, but I promise I’ll do everything I can to make sure you and both of you are happy »
« I’m happy, Harvey. In fact, I’ve never been happier than I am right now. And you’re right, this whole experience has been traumatic, in a few days everything changed, and we were rushed to make decisions we weren’t ready for, but I have no regrets either. I’m finally with the guy who’s been making my head spin for almost three years, I made a baby with him, and he’s been absolutely perfect with me and our little princess »
As he didn’t know how to respond to this display of love, he leaned in to kiss her again, both of them smiling against each other’s lips, before the little girl let out another high-pitched noise, making the parents pull away from each other, laughing as they both leaned over the baby carrier to kiss the little one’s tiny head. With their faces just inches from each other, they leaned in again to kiss one last time, only to be interrupted once more by their baby, making the two parents laugh again.
« I got it, baby. Play mat »
« Play mat, yeah. Let’s go »