Okay, there are too many James Bond references in the series and since the newest 007 movie is called, SPECTRE... I just needed to combine it :) This will be two to three chapters, I guess. Just writing to help with my Darvey feels. Enjoy :) And let me know what you think.

"Thanks again, Harvey," the director said.

"If it wasn't for you we would have had to cancel the entire movie," he added.

Harvey smiled. "No problem, Mark."

It had exactly been the kind of assignment he had needed.

Mark reached for the seven tickets he had in the inner pocket of his jacket and handed them to Harvey. "Here's a proper thank you," he added.

Harvey stared at the tickets, "Well I know I kind of saved the day, but there was no need to name the movie after me," he smirked.

Mark laughed. "It's called S.P.E.C.T.R.E," he spelled, "not Specter. But thanks again, and enjoy."

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Harvey stared at the seven tickets in his hands.

One for each of them.

Jessica.

Mike.

Rachel.

Gretchen.

Louis.

Donna

And one for him.

He sighed, thinking about everything that had happened in the past three weeks.

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How Donna had joined him at Del Posto; how it had made him forget about everything that was going on at the firm.

How it had felt like a date.

Until she told him about Mitchell.

And started questioning him about Esther. How that had led to the inevitable. Him punching Louis. How Jessica had marched into his office and send him away. He had stepped out of office, still raging from the accusations Louis had thrown at him, when he walked into Donna. It had only taken her two seconds to figure out what had happened and the look on her face spoke volumes.

This is it, he had thought.

This is the moment I lose her for good.

But it had also been the moment his heart started pumping again. The moment he had been unable to breathe or to see what was happening.

His vision went black and he collapsed. On the floor.

It was her voice that had calmed him down.

Her auburn locks were the first thing he had been able to see again.

He didn't know why she stayed with him that moment; why she hadn't left him there to run over to Louis. Maybe it was because Jessica was already taking care of Louis, maybe it wasn't. He didn't ask her; right now it had felt like she had chosen him and that was enough. For now.

When Louis had threatened with a law suit against him, Donna had stepped up. She hadn't chosen his side, nor Louis's. She had made it very clear to both of them on how pissed she was at the entire situation. Maybe it were her words that had made Louis and Harvey reconnect again. Maybe it had been the invasion of Daniel Hardman and Jack Soloff or the always recurring threat of Mike being exposed as a fraud.

Either way things were back to normal at the firm.

Or as normal as they could get.

She was still working for Louis.

She was still seeing Mitchell.

At first he had told himself she had been lying about him. That he didn't exist. It had been easier than to except that she was indeed moving on. Couldn't she see how hard he was trying.

She now also knew about dr. Agard; how he had been seeing a therapist for his panic attacks.

The only thing she didn't know was the fact they had started because of her.

He wondered if he should have told her.

He realised he should have when he walked towards Louis office and saw a man standing next to her new desk. Norma's desk; that was what it still was to him.

The guy was blond. Taller than him. And he made her smile. He hated him already.

Donna had introduced the two of them.

"This is … Harvey," she had said.

He shook Mitchells hand, followed by Mitchell introducing himself.

He had already forgotten his last name. Mitchell McSomething... Mitchell McAsshole.

That night he had woken up with another panic attack.

.

Harvey stared at the ticket in his hand again.

There was only one left.

Hers.

Donna's.

He sighed, searching for the courage to continue walking towards her desk. You can do this, Specter. How hard can it be, the two of you had lunch together yesterday. It was the first time in forever since Harvey had actually been in the partners kitchen and he bumped into her there. She had told him Rachel had cancelled on their lunch meeting; she had asked him to join her. That was last week; and yesterday they had lunched together again. It was like a new ritual to him, but he didn't tell her that.

He stepped forward and waited in front of her desk. Normally he would have leaned on the edge; not this time.

Donna turned around and looked at him. "Harvey," she stated, "we've already had lunch yesterday."

"I know," he answered. "That's not why I'm here," he continued as he placed the ticket on her desk.

Donna looked at the ticket and back to Harvey. "Harvey," she repeated; not sure what his intentions were. "What's this?" she asked, thinking it was better to not start accusing him of something before she knew the whole story.

"It's a ticket for a movie premier tomorrow night – ," he answered as natural as possible.

"I can see that," she cut him off, "but I'm with –"

"Mitchell," he mumbled. "I know, but I got seven tickets and the rest of us is all going," he answered as he smiled at her and walked away.

"See you tomorrow night," she replied.

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Donna walked over the streets of Manhattan during her lunch hour. Mitchell by her side, his arm linked around hers. Donna wasn't the holding hands in public kind of woman.

"How about this restaurant?" he asked as he pointed at a building across the street.

Donna turned around and stared at Del Posto. She swallowed.

That was their restaurant.

Hers and Harvey's.

Mitchell stared at Donna, who was obviously somewhere else with her head. "Or, we'll just continue walking," he said as he dragged her further along the street. "We'll eat something in the park."

Donna turned to him and smiled. "The park sounds great."

They sat side by side on one of the benches enjoying their lunch. Mitchell noticed some food on the corner of her mouth and removed it with his napkin.

She smiled at him. "Thanks," she whispered before she gave him a kiss.

"I was thinking," Mitchell started, "how about we go somewhere tonight. Theatre maybe?"

Donna smiled at him. "I would love to, but I can't," she answered, leaving him with a questioning face. She wanted to explain what she meant, she could already see the confusion on his face. She knew he would ask anyway, because he didn't know that sometimes you didn't have to say anything.

"You can't?" he asked.

"I've got this thing from work," she answered.

"You're not going out with him again, aren't you?" He asked. "What was his name again?"

She didn't have to be Donna to sense that he was annoyed by the fact she had went to dinner with him three weeks ago. She hadn't even told him about their casual lunches at the firm; maybe I should stop with those. But we're friends and I should be able to hang out with friends. She also knew he knew his name.

"Harvey," she answered trying to hide the slight irritation in her voice, "And no, I'm not..." She answered. "I mean he will be there, but we're going with seven of us," she added. She knew that this was different; Mitchell was not David. It was not three years ago and she was not being asked to choose. Again. But it stung non the less; like he didn't trust her. They had been dating for nine weeks now. "How about tomorrow?" she asked.

"Fine," he answered, although it sounded more like him giving her permission to go tonight then him agreeing on a date for tomorrow.

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"Hey, are you alright?" Rachel asked as she met Donna in the restrooms getting ready for that evening.

Donna looked at her friend. "Yes, I am," she mumbled. "Just had this fight with Mitchell earlier today … about tonight."

"Ooh, but why would he fight about a work thing?" Rachel asked, although she had a feeling that it wasn't just that.

"He thought I was going to dinner with Harvey again," Donna answered as she continued with her lipstick.

"Again?" Rachel repeated.

"We went to dinner together three weeks ago," she answered as she thought about that night at Del Posto. It had been a lot more fun than the lunch she had had this day.

"So, you and Harvey –"

"No," Donna countered. "It's not like that. And I've told him that … It's just.. it feels like he doesn't trust me."

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Donna and Rachel went downstairs to meet with the others and the moment she stepped out of the elevator Harvey felt his heart skipping a beat. She looked stunning and he kicked himself for ever letting her walk away.

She met his eye just for a second, making her look away again immediately. She knew she shouldn't, but it felt too much like how it used to be. How she had accompanied him to fundraisers, business trips. She felt guilty for a second, but then realised that this was part of her life. Joining him or Louis and the rest was sometimes what was needed. She had never apologized for who she was and she wasn't going to start now.

Mike poked Harvey. "Stop staring," he whispered.

Harvey turned towards Mike, "I'm .. I'm not."

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It was not like he had planned it but somehow they ended up sitting next to each other.

She smiled at him as she seated herself. This was not a big deal. She just happened to sit in between her current and former boss.

Harvey reproduced her smile. "Glad you could make it, Donna," he whispered.

"Me too," she whispered back before she turned her head to face the screen again.

Midway the movie Donna moved her hand towards the armrest; accidentally touching Harvey's hand.

A shiver went down her spine. She quickly removed her hand.

The moment he felt her fingers on his hand he turned his head and looked at her. He couldn't help but smirk.

She stared at him just a second too long; the sparkle in his eyes making her swallow. She turned her face at the screen again.

Harvey sighed and removed his hand from the arm rest.

Both of them had a hard time focussing on the movie that was playing.

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Everyone except Gretchen stayed at the cinema for a drink.

Donna this time seated between Rachel and Jessica.

And Harvey in between Mike and Louis.

No accidental touching. But maybe this was worse; facing one another. Without being able to actually look.

Donna looked at her mobile when the screen brightened; it was a message from Mitchell. She didn't feel like answering.

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An hour later the party of six found themselves on the street.

Harvey tried to hail her a cab as Donna said goodbye to everyone; starting with Mike and Rachel.

She gave both of them a kiss on the cheeks. Without much thought she repeated the gesture with Jessica and Louis.

Until she found herself face to face with Harvey, she hesitated for a second.

Harvey noticed it and offered her a hand.

But Donna decided to be the bigger person and got on her toes. She gave him a kiss on his cheek as well.

It had been the most intimate contact they had had in a long time.

A very long time.

Harvey swallowed. He could feel his skin burning from her touch. "Goodnight, Donna," he whispered.

She smiled at him and turned around to get in the cab that had been waiting on the other side of the street.

Maybe she was not fully paying attention to the situation around her.

Maybe the car came out of nowhere.

All Harvey could see where two headlights coming in her direction.

At high speed.

He ran.

They both hit the concrete.