I cannot tell you all how difficult this chapter was to write. I've been working on it on and off since my last update...This was hard mostly because of how amazing Donna is and I do not feel that I did her justice. She could have done much better.

There will be three more chapters after this, then it will be finished. Thank you to everyone that has read this, and/or taken the time to leave me a comment. I love you all, and you are the best fandom out there.

When Donna finished her phone call to the nursing home, unable to reach Gran due to the nurse insisting that the woman was resting but promising to inform her the minute she woke up, she poked her head back into the room, and took in the scene before her. Mike, with his head resting on his knee and Harvey, who had his arm around the younger man's shoulders. While she was happy to see the wall around Harvey dropping, even if it was only for a select few people, she did not like the way Mike looked. The blond looked lost, like he he was adrift in the ocean without an anchor. She pulled back, closing the door part way to give the two some privacy, then with a purposeful expression she strode out of the hospital, intent on making a plan to take care of Kyle, Donna style.

She arrived at the office an hour early, before anyone except for her very unfortunate victim and three select employees, who were very anxious to have Donna owe them one, and one very special guest. Roger, the security guard, was in charge of the intimidation part. He was a large man, formally a Marine and generally an even tempered person, but, he was very fond of Mike. Since the blond spent many nights at the office, he had developed a habit of bringing coffee as a bribe so that he would be allowed in after hours. Mike, with his caring nature, knew all about Roger's seven year old daughter, and had even given the girl a present. The kindness toward his daughter insured Roger's cooperation.

Benjamin was another. The computer wizard, while calculating enough to understand just what it would mean to have Donna owe him one, he also liked Mike. He respected Mike's mind, the way Mike would spend the occasional lunch break, when he took them, to deliver a sandwich to the overworked tech and challenge him to Sudoku matches. Benjamin had no problems doing what Donna had asked, not after she mentioned that it was for Mike.

The third was actually the biggest surprise for Donna. Harold had called her the night before as hesitant and skittish as usual, but asking her if Mike was sick. Donna had been waist deep in her plan for Kyle and Harold was the perfect person to deliver Donna's trap to Kyle.

Now that she knew everything he had done, Donna knew exactly what he would do. Her plan was blunt, and fairly simple. She told all three what Kyle had done, and exactly what she was planning to do and why. Finally, before she arrived at the firm, she made a stop and picked up her special guest. Harvey had told her once that she could easily rule the world, but just for today, Donna was content with ruling the future.

Harold arrived right on time, and was passed a newspaper by Benjamin, who hovered just outside the associates area. Neither spoke, but that was due more to the fact that this was more important that being polite. So, Harold settled in at his desk, hiding a smile at the massive pile of paperwork at Kyle's desk. "Morning, Kyle."

"Not now, Harold. I have to finish this." Kyle was tired, irritated and only two thirds through the files. He would have been done already if he hadn't had to do them in triplicate.

"Oh, sure... I just thought.. Oh, can I help you ma'am?" Harold stood, holding his paper firmly in his hand.

"Do you work here, young man?" The tone drew even Kyle's attention, and he looked up, seeing the frail woman standing there, looking angry enough to put Louis to shame. "If so, why don't you tell me the meaning of this." She threw down a newspaper, the front page showing the title of Killer At Large! in large bold print. Underneath was a photo of the front of the building.

Kyle stared at the paper, shock and dread filling his veins. He didn't like this, not at all. He snuck a glance at Harold's paper, which showed an identical title and picture. Dread filling his heart, Kyle glanced back up at the older woman.

"I honestly don't know, ma'am." Harold followed Donna's script perfectly, down to the uncertain look and shaky voice, not that it was hard, Mike's grandmother was pretty scary at that moment. "I just got here... I was going to ask Kyle here about it.. I mean..." Here the skittish man glanced at Kyle. "He's worked here longer than I have..."

"I see... You." Katherine wasn't acting angry, she really was. When Donna had arrived at her nursing home that morning, she had been so happy to hear hat her Michael was awake, but when Donna had admitted that it was Kyle who had done it, pushing her precious grandson in front of a car, for reasons that the redhead still refused to mention, her heart had broken all over again. She would allow Donna her plan, would even follow it, playing the roll of hurt, angry, protective grandmother, if it meant that the callous young man sitting before her got exactly what he deserved. She pointed at Harold, "Go find someone that actually knows what this is all about." She snapped her order, making a note to apologize to the nervous blond later. "While you tell me who did this to my Michael."

Harold bolted when the older woman snapped at him, vanishing down the hall and around the corner where Donna, Roger and Benjamin were watching. "Man... she's scary."

"I know, it's wonderful." Donna was so proud of Gran, and more convinced than ever that this woman was her idol.

"Hardly. She shouldn't even be here." Benjamin inserted his opinion. "She should be with Michael, not here making... that, miserable."

"You hush." Donna glared until the technician looked away. "Kyle deserves whatever she does to him." She turned slightly, looking up at Roger, who was glaring at the scene. "We'll give her a bit then go in and do our part."

"Understood." Roger was a man of few words normally, and even more so when he was angry. He was to insure that Kyle knew that he couldn't hide any longer, couldn't cover up the unwarranted attack.

"I..don't know what you are talking about... Mike wasn't here yesterday." Kyle knew that he had to play it cool, pretend ignorance. But this woman, who was most likely Mike's grandmother, was staring at him, like she knew everything about him. He started to look back down at his work, but was startled when she slammed her cane onto his desk with more force than a frail old woman should have.

"Don't you lie to me." Katherine continued to glare, refusing to let him escape. "This paper says that someone here murdered my grandson!" This part was thankfully false, but Kyle didn't know that. "Read it, then tell me who it was."

With no other option, Kyle grabbed the paper scanning the article with trepidation. It explained that witnesses reported the event, and that the victim, a Michael Ross had died do to his injuries at a local hospital during the night. The description of the attacker was vague, for which Kyle was thankful, but that the onlookers had seen the man exiting the building several times before, which was not a good thing. He glanced up at the old woman, who's glare hadn't lessened at all. "I.. honestly don't know what to tell you, ma'am." That part, at least, was true.

Donna chose that moment to arrive, with Roger at her heels. "What is going on here?" She used her most authoritative voice, and Roger crossed his arms, looking every inch the ex-military that he was. Harold hovered just behind, looking nervous.

Katherine scowled. "I want to know what happened to my grandson." She gestured at Kyle like he was beneath her, which irritated the younger man.

Donna raised an eyebrow, more impressed by the gesture than anything, and vowing to remember it. "Are you Mike's grandmother?" Donna kept her voice soft, not looking a bit surprised. "I'm so sorry. We were going to contact you later today... How did you find out?" She noted Kyle's head snapping toward her, shock etched everywhere.

"It's in the paper! Someone here murdered him. Michael was such a good boy, and he didn't deserve that." Tears appeared in her pale blue eyes, and Donna wasn't sure if they were real or fake. "I.." Katherine let her face crumble, eliciting sympathetic noises from Harold. "I just... want to know why..." She sniffed for good measure.

Donna decided that now was the perfect time to make her announcement. "Don't you worry." She moved close, "I can tell you everything you need to know."

Kyle's eyes widened. "You can?" The grip on the paper tightened, and he briefly considered making an excuse and leaving, but Roger was blocking the hall that led to both the elevators and the bathrooms.

"Of course I can." Donna smiled sweetly at him, "I'm Donna, I know everything that goes on around here." She nodded to Roger, who returned it, and moved to help Katherine into a chair, movements gentle and careful. "I know exactly what you did and why."

Kyle stood up so quickly that he chair tipped over. "I didn't do anything! You have no right to accuse me of anything!"

"Really?" Donna's tone grew icy. "Would you still say that if you knew that I have the note you gave Mike? Or that Harvey saw you push him in front of the car?"

Kyle's face went white, and he took a step backward. "I..."

"You what?" Katherine spoke up now. "What could possibly be your excuse for doing that to my grandson?"

"You know, if it wasn't for you it wouldn't have happened at all!" Kyle shouted, pointing at Katherine. "He just had to take offense, and threaten to go to Jessica. All because he wanted to make sure you stayed in your comfy home!"

Roger moved quickly, grabbing Kyle's arm and keeping him in place. Katherine just stared, confused while Donna lost her temper and leaning over the desk, slapped Kyle with all her strength. "How dare you blame her! This is your fault. Because Mike is better than you, you couldn't just try harder, work longer. No, you threatened an elderly woman, blackmailed someone, then when that failed, tried to kill someone. Oh, and by the way, Jessica knows all about it, and she's furious." Donna nodded to Roger again. "Make sure he's in her office when she arrives. We have to go and see Mike now." Her tone softened.

"What? But.. the paper said he's dead!" Kyle blurted out, angry, confused and trying to think of a way out of this.

"That's because I made it to look that way." Benjamin stepped out, looking stern. "It wasn't hard to do."

Kyle started protesting, but Roger ignored him, dragging him forcibly out of the associates area.

Harold, with more sensitivity than anyone would have guessed, motioned to Benjamin. "Hey.. let's go get some coffee..." He tilted his head toward Katherine, then Donna. "Tell Mike we said hi, okay?"

Donna nodded, and waiting until they had left, knelt down next to Gran. "Gran.. I'm sorry for not telling you... Harvey and I really did think it would be better if Mike told you... because.. we don't know why he didn't tell anyone. We can guess, but.. only he knows." For the first time ever, Donna felt that she was inadequate, failing to explain this to this strong woman.

"I know, sweetie." Katherine patted the younger woman's hand. "You may not understand, but I do. It has been just the two of us for so long. Nothing comes before family, and you do whatever you can for them. It became our motto after my son and daughter-in-law died. Unless you were there, during that difficult time, you wouldn't be able to completely understand..." She offered Donna a wan smile, thankful that the ordeal was mostly over. "Let's go see our boys, sweetie."