Hi guys! After a somewhat writing hiatus, I deemed it necessary to finally finish their story. Thank you to every one of you who read, scanned, flicked or reread my fic. All of your lovely reviews helped create their journey and I hope you enjoyed their stories, banter, laughs, scary bits, sweet bits and lovey bits.

Please review - even if you've already read all but this chapter or you're someone who has discovered it today. Many thanks, I appreciate them all. Please let know what you think.

'Hey Louis,' Donna sauntered in to his office, hands held neatly in front of her, her focus on her friend and senior partner who was sat busying himself at his desk.

'What can I do for you Donna?' Louis looked up and smiled as she placed herself elegantly down into one of the leather chairs opposite him flattening out the small creases in her cream dress.

'Would you mind sitting in with Rachel in a settlement meeting this afternoon? It's just that Rachel feels the other client's representation may want to play hardball, and she knows how you can pitbull anything out of anyone...'

'Sure thing Donna, anything. Who's the opposition's lead counsel?'

Donna flipped her hair and batted her eyelashes as best as her abilities could allow her, before answering Louis' question. She swallowed with a small breathe out, which she didn't realise she was holding. Since being back in the office, she felt she wanted to get back in the driving seat and start making a difference again, a difference that Harvey and Louis would see and remind them why she was promoted. Part of the part-time thing, which Harvey insisted on, was itching away at her conscious somewhere, especially as she sat before the other senior partner.

'Sarah Rivers...' Donna finally responded, squinting ready for Louis' anticipated reply.

'No! No and No! That woman is insane Donna. I'm not subjecting myself or you guys for that matter, to that woman's madness again!' He'd rose out of his chair at this point, hands firmly splayed out on his desk, with what Donna swore blind was a glint of an inward smirk. She knew he liked the attention, he was just being dramatic.

'Oh well,' she sighed just as dramatically, as she eased herself up out of her seat. 'Rachel's client, Wilson Pharmaceuticals, think you're the one for the case alongside Rachel. I think the term they used was 'extraordinarily efficient'...'

Louis' head shot up in on swoop, his finger poised midair between them.

'Say no more Mrs Paulsen-Specter, if our clients need me, then it's me they shall get, my fair lady!' A grin as wide as Texas suddenly adorned his face.

'Fabulous. She's in conference room A in five minutes.' And with that, Donna left and glided triumphantly back to Rachel's office up the hallway.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

The familiar jangle of apartment keys being thrown into the bowl next to the door later that evening jolted her head up from the paperwork she had brought home from the office.

'Hey you.'

'Hey back,' Donna replied without looking up from her paperwork, flicking her quad-coloured pen between the tips of her teeth in deep thought.

Harvey leaned himself over the side of the couch, supporting himself with his hand as he placed a kiss to the top of her forehead. He loosened his tie and slipped off his jacket, placing it down on the back of the chair before eyeing up the piles of papers, folders and note pads in front of his wife.

'What's all this?' He pointed inquisitively towards the table top. 'You're not back in the office for the rest of the week, I'm sure the associates or Gretchen could have sorted this?' The concern evident in his tone as he made his way over to pour himself a drink.

'I just needed to make sure all this paperwork was signed in the right places and was right for tomorrow's deposition for Louis and Rachel when they have their closing meeting with Sarah Rivers.'

'So, Louis actually agreed to do it. How did the meeting with her today go?' Harvey had been at clients' offices for the afternoon so had not been around at the firm to see the drama unfold.

Donna finally looked up from the last file she was holding.

'Surprisingly well, actually.' She smiled. 'To be honest, I think Louis was quite disappointed.'

'Why's that?' Harvey grinned sipping his Macallan.

'Since Ms Rivers has last been into the office's of SLR, she is now fully married and fully pregnant. Apparently she'd met the love of her life and at one point when he first walked in I don't think she even recognised him...' Donna laughed, 'I'd hate to say it, but his ego took a nosedive. However, he killed the negotiations, and managed to get them to settle for twice as much.'

'So you're work for the day is done, Mrs Specter, how about we...'

She stood up to meet his gaze and placed a finger on his lips, she could feel the wetness of his last sip of Macallan and drew her mouth closer to his to gently brush off the taste as she swept hers over his while brushing the nape of his neck with her hand. His eyes closed momentarily as he soaked in her fragrance and familiar warmth. 'Just so we're clear, my work is never done. And secondly,' she kissed him again, holding herself back from continuing it further. 'Not just yet anyway.'

'What do you mean? I thought you said you're done,' His eyes flickered back open as he rested his forehead on hers.

'I didn't mean that,' she nodded down towards her paperwork, which she had neatly piled away.

He groaned in response as he grasped another kiss, 'I'm definitely on board for that,' she could feel his smirk against her lips.

'Slow down hot shot,' she gently pushed his chest back away slightly with the softness of her palm.

'I think you need to go say goodnight to Rosie,' she smiled.

She let her fingers entwine seamlessly with his, as she led him slowly into Rosie's room.

Small shallow breathes floated from her crib as she lay sleeping, for now, quietly.

'If someone had told me a few years ago that I'd be coming home to you every night and our baby girl, kissing her goodnight together, I'd have thought they were talking about a different Harvey Specter all together,' his voice low, a soft whisper, as he trailed his hand through Rosie's strawberry blonde hair as it spiralled onto her mattress.

Donna curled her arm around his lower back and rested her head against his shoulder, jointly staring at their sleeping daughter.

'You're not a different Harvey Specter, you've just been waiting until the perfect time, otherwise who knows, would we have had all of this if we'd tried to so many years ago?'

'I'd like to think so,' he placed his palm on Rosie's tummy gently feeling her breaths rising and falling. It calmed him. She calmed him; he still couldn't get over the feeling of fullness they both gave him. He lived and breathed for them and could think of no other place he'd rather be. Suddenly, he moved his hand away from her tummy to look closely at her sleepsuit.

'Is this new?' It hadn't quite registered yet that Donna had turned to face him and was also looking at the sleepsuit.

'Hmm, mmm. I kinda liked the wording on it...' she hinted while making him read it again.

Harvey focused his eyes in the softly lit nursery by a nightlight plugged in nearby. She watched his reaction, puzzled at first until he scanned the front of the sleepsuit again. The penny had dropped and he turned and looked back towards Donna.

'Really?' A Cheshire Cat grin, so clearly his trademark she'd grown to love, spread across his face.

'Really,' she confirmed and nodded quietly, matching his smile.

'Rosie's going to be a big sister? Either that, or baby Gap have a twisted new logo campaign...' He drew her body closer and cupped her face with his hands, the pad of his thumb stroking along her jawline, bringing her face up to his as his lips tenderly and slowly met hers.

'How do you do it?' He breathed along her lips.

'Well, I'd think by know you knew how babies were made Specter...'

'No. I meant how do you keep making me the happiest man in the world?' His eyes filled, he held her so close he could feel her heart beating rhythmically next to his own.

'Well, as I just said, my work is never done!' She carefully took his hand from her cheek and placed it under hers on her stomach.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

'Uncle Mike! Uncle Mike!' a spritely voice bounded into the room and headed straight towards her longtime favourite human. She launched herself up on to Mike's lap as he sat waiting for the rest of the Specters to appear.

'Hey Twinkle, how's my favourite strawberry Specter?' He lifted her up slightly to let her throw her arms around his neck.

'Daddy said that he will always be your favourite Specter!' Rosie cocked her head to one side questionably as she then began to wriggle off his lap, already on to the next unsuspecting adult.

'Did he now?' Mike asked as he met Harvey's grin while he and Donna followed their energetic four year old into the living room at Mike and Rachel's house in West Chester.

'The kid says it as she sees it, who am I to blame?' Harvey threw his hands up defensively, as Donna rolled her eyes.

'Rosie,' Donna bent down to eye level with her daughter, 'How about we go see if Aunt Rachel and Ninah are ready for the party?' She held her small hand and led her towards the staircase.

'Is Louis here yet?' Harvey asked as he carefully manoeuvred the sleeping cargo in his arms before sitting down opposite Mike, who slid him a fresh, cold beer across the coffee table.

'Shelia called saying they're running about half hour behind,' Mike laughed as he took a long swig from his bottle, 'Remember the time when Louis prided himself on his punctuality?'

'It's amazing what kids do to you, that's for sure...' Harvey smiled as he placed a soft kiss to the top of the sleeping bundle's long, blonde hair. 'Gordon's been asleep since the Washington Bridge, despite hearing Rosie's constant, loud renditions of the Frozen soundtrack.'

Mike couldn't help let out a laugh, nearly emptying the contents of his last mouthful back across the table. 'So which impressive classic car have you driven your tribe up here today in, whilst the Frozen soundtrack is playing fullblast? Where is Harvey Specter and what did you do to him?'

Harvey's eyebrow curled up, 'Funnily enough, a Range Rover has a great sound system...'

Just then, a bustle of noise echoed back down the stairs as Rosie danced two steps at a time, closely followed by a slightly shorter Ninah, eighteen months younger with a shiny blanket of dark hair, just like Rachel's.

The noise roused Gordon, who eagerly began to climb out of his dad's arms and teetered over towards Ninah.

'Happy burbday!' He shouted, flapping his arms at his sides excited to see his friend.

'Gordy, it's Birthday! Not burbday!' Rosie corrected him, hands on her hips and tutting as she walked into the kitchen, mirroring a walk much like her mother's.

'She's going to be hard work that one!' Mike laughed.

'I'm used to her mother, so she's a walk in the park...' Harvey grinned sipping his bottle.

'What was that?' Donna questioned as she walked down the stairs, closely followed by a heavily pregnant Rachel.

'Nothing, just saying Mike thinks he has it easy now with one. Two is a whole new ball game...' Harvey's eyes bright as he smiled towards his best friend.

'Come off it Harvey, if you can do it, it'll be a breeze for me...' Mike stood up as they all followed the girls into the kitchen and out into the yard where the party was due to start that afternoon.

Pink balloons hung around the fence, small bunches of them floating by the poolside. It was a warm Saturday afternoon in July, exactly three years since Ninah Roberta Ross came into the world, closely followed by Gordon Michael Specter only six months later.

They've always been a family; a work family, now just family. Harvey wrapped his arm around Donna's waist as they watched their younger generations run excitedly around the balloons and flopping onto the bouncy castle letting out squeals of joy.

'I love you,' he spoke gently down into her ear, as she held his hand around her.

'I gathered that Specter,' she smiled, her head resting back on his chest.

'Fancy a third?' He whispered.

'You're an idiot...' Donna smiled and looked around at their family. 'You're definitely not going to close that deal.' She laughed as she turned and placed her hand up to his cheek and brought him down low enough to feel his lips.