Okay since I got so many nice reviews, (thanks to everyone btw!) I've decided to turn this into a multi-chapter fic. And since I'm super motivated to write here's the next chapter. I hope you enjoy it!

Donna woke up early the next morning. Mark was still sleeping next to her. The watch on her bedside table showed her that it was almost ten am. She knew she was supposed to pick up Anna at eleven thirty so she didn't wait for the alarm she had set the night before.

She went into the bathroom and took a shower, then she got dressed.

It was shortly after 10:30 and since Anna's friend only lived a few blocks away it was too early for her to drive there now. But she didn't want to be at home when Mark woke up. She just wanted to have some time to think about the events of the previous day. So she grabbed her keys and decided to just walk around the park that was close to their house for a while.

While she walked there she couldn't stop thinking about Harvey. How their conversation in the car went. She had wanted to ask so many questions. Did he tell Paula about them? Are they truly happy? And most importantly, does he ever think about her?

The park was crowded. Probably due to the amazing weather. She heard loud music come from somewhere and decided to walk into a different direction. She needed silence and time to herself.

"Donna? Is that you?" she heard a voice behind her. Donna didn't immediately recognize the sound but she would never forget that British accent. She turned around. "Paula? H-hey, how are you?", Donna said, trying to be as nice as possible.

"I'm good, thank you for asking! How are you?" Ugh, Donna hated it at how naturally Paula's politeness came across and she couldn't even manage to fake a smile right now.

"I'm good, great actually! What are you doing here I've never seen you in this park?", Donna was still trying her best not to sound annoyed by her presence. God why today?? She thought to herself.

"Well I was just about to meet a patient. It calms him to be outside and he lives just around the corner."

"Oh that's nice! It was nice to see you but I have to go now I need to pick up my daughter from a friend's house!"

Donna had already turned around but the Paula didn't seem to be finished with the conversation. "Donna, wait! Can I talk to you for a second?" Donna turned around again to face the blonde woman. She was confused why Paula wanted to talk to her. She said she just waited for a patient. Paula couldn't have possibly know that Donna would go to the park that day.

"Ehm.. sure. What do you want to talk about?"

"Well.. Harvey told me about yesterday and.. He seemed upset about the whole situation, Donna." Why would he be upset? Nothing happened. They literally talked for about three minutes.

"Oh.", she simply said. Waiting for Paula to continue.

"Look I know this is strange but I know you didn't really end it on good terms. You know.. back then." How much did she know? What did Harvey tell her? Again, Donna didn't say anything. Paula wanted to talk to her, she wasn't really comfortable in this situation.

" I just.. Donna I'm sorry that I caused this. I felt threatened by you and.. Would you like to come over for dinner sometime?"

Donna hadn't seen that coming. Of all the things Paula could have wanted to talk to her about, an apology and an invitation for dinner was not something she had expected. She thought about it just for a second but then Harvey came to her mind. And then Mark.

"Paula I don't think..", Donna started but Paula interrupted her. "I'm sure Harvey would enjoy your company too. I think he misses you more than he tells me."

Donna stared at her feet for a moment. "Why would you invite me? I don't want to come across mean but as you said you were the one who didn't want us spending time together, why would you want that now?", she just had to ask. This didn't make sense.

"He had the chance to chose you over me but he didn't." Ah. So he didn't tell her about their last night. "And we're married now. I trust him and I know you mean a lot to him."

"I'm married too."

"Great! Then bring him too. It'll be like a double date."

"Yeah sure.", Donna said knowing that it would not be a fun 'double date'. She didn't want to give in but seeing Harvey last night brought up lots of feelings she didn't know she had. And she desperately wanted to see him again.

"I need to find a babysitter for Anna."

"Is Anna your daughter?", Donna was confused for a second but then she realized she hadn't mentioned the name to Paula.

"Yeah."

"I don't want to cause any trouble, you could always just bring her with you."

"Thanks Paula but I'd rather leave her at home."

Under absolutely no circumstances would Donna bring her daughter to them especially not for their first dinner in five years.

"Okay well if you change your mind you can still bring her. And when you picked a date, please call me.", Paula said then she rached into her pocket and handed Donna a small white card. Paula Agard-Specter it said on the front. On the back there were several numbers of her office and probably also their home.

"I will. Goodbye Paula."

"Goodbye Donna." Paula smiled. Not knowing that Donna wanted to throw away the card as soon as she was home.

But first she had to pick up her daughter.

Donna arrived five minutes before she was supposed to be there and rang the doorbell.

She heard someone screaming inside and then someone opened the door.

"Hey Helen I know I'm early but I thought they'd need the time to calm down anyways.", Donna greeted the mom of her daughter's friend. She and Helen had become very close over the last year due to the fact that Anna and Helen's daughter Emily.

Helen laughed. "Did you hear the scream? That was mine because you were five minutes early and they aren't finished their playing session yet. Please come inside. Do you want anything to drink? You look a little pale."

Donna stepped inside the house and her daughter appeared on the steps. "We still have five minutes! You're early!"

"Take your time, honey! I'll drink a coffee with Helen so you have another twenty minutes how does that sound?"

Helen smiled as she heard their daughters running back to Emily's room.

"And I'm not pale, we redheads simply look like this.", she explained to Helen while she took her shoes off.

"Your daughter doesn't.", Helen raised an eyebrow, not wanting to let that topic go.

"That's not fair. Her hair is a lot more blonde than mine."

Flashback - five years and five months ago

Four weeks had gone by since she had last seen Harvey. Donna was living her life. She had three different job offers and she was pretending to still think about all of them when she had actually decided for one of them because of its distance to Specter Litt.

She didn't care if they were the best, she just wanted to be as far away from him as possible so she wouldn't run into him on her way to work.

She picked up her phone to finally call them and confirm their offer but as she took her phone in her hand it began to ring. 'Mark' appeared on the display and Donna hesitated to take the call.

But after all she wanted a normal life. She didn't depend on Harvey anymore. So she took the call.

"Hey, Mark!", she said in a cheerful voice.

"Donna. I wasn't sure whether you'd want to talk to me after.. you know that night."

"Of course I'll talk to you. We didn't do anything, Mark. But I'm still surprised that you called."

Donna genuinely enjoyed hearing his voice. She didn't really talk to anyone since that thing with Harvey happened and she had always enjoyed his company.

"I don't know if this is too much or too soon but I wanted to ask you if you were up to meeting me tomorrow night?"

Donna shook her head in disbelief but obviously he couldn't see that.

"Mark we've talked about this. You're still married."

"I signed the divorce papers yesterday. I told you we weren't happy."

Donna sighed. Only one week ago she had lost her best friend or whatever they were and it felt wrong just running to the next guy. But it also felt so good talking to him. She hadn't lied to Harvey when she told him that Mark made her feel wanted. He always did that and she knew he'd do almost everything for her. Why not enjoy his company for a while? Maybe this was the perfect distraction.

"Okay then. I'd love to."

"Really Donna? You won't regret it I promise. I can pick you up at eight and then we'll go into that bar we used to go to back in the days.", he sounded so happy and Donna smiled to herself. This was so easy. It has always been easy with him.

"That sounds nice. I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye Donna."

End of flashback

"You did what?!", Harvey yelled. He hadn't even closed the door behind him yet but she could tell he was angry.

Telling him right away before he was able to say anything had probably been a bad idea.

"I thought you would be happy about that.", Paula looked to the ground. She couldn't bear his gaze right now. The way his eyes darkened for the wrong reasons and he looked like he'd throw something or punch the wall.

"No Paula I'm not happy about the fact that you invited Donna over for dinner. We separated years ago. I was fine without her!"

"Was?"

"And I still am."

"You know maybe it was a stupid idea but I felt guilty and thought that we could have a fun night." Paula was now able to look him in the eyes again.

"And what do you expect us to do? Play board games or maybe even going out to dinner? Do you expect me to call there and book a table for a us and my ex-secretary?!"

"And her husband..", Paula mumbled and turned around, going into their living room.

"And who?!", he asked while he was following her. "She said she was married. And I thought it would be rude not to invite him."

"Since when is she married?", he asked, still angry and still with that expression she absolutely hated on him.

"Does that really matter, Harvey?!" That seemed to have silenced him.

"And since you seem so interested in her life I should probably tell you that she also has a daughter and no I don't know to whom she's married, how old her daughter is or what she had for her bloody breakfast, Harvey!"

He looked surprised. Paula was a rather calm human being and she almost never got angry or loud. So every time she did raise her voice he didn't know what to do.

"Paula, I'm sorry I shouldn't have reacted like this. I guess meeting her yesterday was.. I don't know.. It just felt strange to see her after all these years."

He walked over to her and took her hand. "I appreciate you inviting her and her husband. I'm sure the evening will be fun and I look forward to spending time with them."

He took her in his arms and soon he felt her tears through his dress shirt. "I just feel like we're at the same point we've been five years ago Harvey.", she said quietly against his chest.

"I promise that's not the case. I chose you. It'll be fine."

She let go of him and he gave her a light kiss. But as he pulled away she grabbed his neck and pulled him in for another more passionate kiss. Her tongue found his and as they had to break the kiss his eyes were dark for all the right reasons.

"You're mine, Harvey." she whispered into his ear and his hands moved to her lower back.

"Show me.", he said and she took his hand and led him to their bedroom. But as he followed her he realized that this didn't feel as right as it used to.

Flashback - five years and five months ago

"Mark you're early!", Donna as she opened the door.

"I know but I couldn't wait. And wow.. You look stunning."

Donna chose to wear a dress in dark green that ended shortly above her knees with a v neckline which ended at the perfect spot to leave room for imagination.

She had decided to go big or go home tonight and it certainly looked like she wasn't going home anytime soon.

They sat at a table in the corner of the bar. It was Saturday night so the bar was full of people. But he only had eyes for her and she realized that this was exactly what she needed.

They talked and laughed and after three hours he had just finished his sixth drink and since she wasn't in the mood for alcohol she was busy with her second water of the night.

She knew from their past that he was never the one for much alcohol and he got drunk very easily.

When he began to move closer to her she knew it was also the alcohol that gave him the courage. She would have laughed at how similar the situation was to the one she found herself in last week but it she was also overwhelmed by the realization that apparently every man had to get drunk first to make a real move on her.

"Do you want to go to my place?", he asked after a while. She noticed how close he was and how she could smell the whiskey in his breath. But she wanted the distraction so she simply put one hand on his thigh a little higher than it should have been and he took this as the signal to pay and leave the bar.

Outside of the bar he took her hand in his and looked at her face. It was dark but a dim light was coming from the street light light above them and they were in New York after all. It was never dark here no matter what time it was.

Her cheeks were slightly flushed and her hair was a little messier than a few hours ago.

"You are gorgeous, Donna. Thank you for the evening."

"It was exactly what I needed. So thank you."

"Can I kiss you?", he asked after a whole of just staring at her. Donna smiled at how sweet he was and how he was drunk and still managed to be like that.

"Yes. Yes you can.", she said still smiling. He took her head in his hands and then his lips were on hers.

It was like they never stopped doing this. His beard slightly tickled the skin around her lips as the kiss became more heated.

When they broke apart both of them breathed heavily.

Mark quickly gave a passing cab a sign and it stopped in front of them. On their way to his apartment they shared more heated kisses but they tried to contain themselves not to go at it in front of the driver. They were grown ups after all.

He struggled to open the door with his keys, partly because he was drunk, partly because of Donna who was pressed in his back which was more than distracting.

When he finally managed to get inside he led her to the bedroom immediately.

End of flashback

"I think we'refree next Friday. I already called Cara and she said she is able to take care of Anna that night.", Mark said. Donna was surprised how he almost seemed excited about that evening.

When she told him about how she had met Harvey the other day and then Paula in the park he just listened and then said that he thought it would be a good idea because they rarely did anything with other people as a couple.

He hadn't asked any questions and now, it was the evening after they talked about it, he had apparently taken car of everything and she was surprised that he hadn't called Paula yet.

"Ehm okay sure.. Could you call Paula? I'm really tired and I'd like to go to bed now.", Donna lied. She just didn't want to call Paula and she didn't want to start a discussion about it.

"Although I know that's not the reason and it's only eight o'clock, I will call her."

She smiled at how well he knew her and was thankful that he didn't make a scene.

"Thank you Mark."

"No problem.", he gave her a quick kiss and she turned around to get ready for bed. "Good night, Donna."

When she was in bed she couldn't sleep. It was only 8pm after all.

She thought about Harvey. And Paula. They didn't change much when it came to how they looked. Harvey had a few more wrinkles around his eyes and it had always fascinated her how he had those wrinkles although he smiled so rarely.

He mostly laughed or smiled when they had been alone or when he felt like he could let his guard down.

And Paula? Her hair was longer but thats it. The woman didn't seem to age. He wondered how their life looked like. How he came home, how they ate together and how they talked about what had happened during their days.

It hurt to think about him sharing his life with her. And Donna hated herself for feeling like that and especially after all those years. She thought she was over it but apparently she wasn't. There was just too much history.

Flashback - four years and five months ago

Positive. She stared at the word until she couldn't read it anymore because of the tears that filled her eyes. She had suspected this but now she knew. She was pregnant. But being pregnant wasn't the reason for her tears which now streamed down her face.

She knew who the father was.