11 PART 2

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12 hours had gone by and Donna and Harvey were still cuddled on the floor crying. They never spoke anymore words after that... they just sat in silence crying in each others companies.

"Harvey." Donna whsipered

"Yeah?" He moved his head to look down at her.

"I think it's time to go." She moved herself to sit upon her knees, looking at Harvey.

"I will walk you home." He stood up, grabbing her hand to help her up.

"I have my driver." She pointed towards the window.

"No. You can come with me and Ray. I told your driver to go home when i got here." He bobbed his head.

"Thank you." The mimed to him.

Donna placed a last kiss on her mums forehead, leaving a little tear sat in the middle of it. She gave her hand a stroke and left with Harvey.

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The car journey was silent. No radio. No speaking. Just the sounds of breathing. Ray drove towards Donnas apartment.

"Ray. Can you just go to Harveys instead." She smiled.

Ray nodded his head with a massive smile, he looked back at them in the back seat. Harvey had his arm wrapped around Donnas shoulders and she rested her head upon his head.

- - -

"Come on." Harvey lead her into the house.

Donna walked through the door. Her eyes scanned the house. everything was the same. Her grey jacket she forgot on accident and refused to to collect was still on the same coat hook in the hallway. The tiny, tiny rip in the wallpaper is still there. The painting that Lily gifted to them was still hanging on the wall, still crooked.

Donna let out a sigh of relief being somewhere so familiar. Donna took her jacket off placing it on the hook, slid off her high heels and walked through to the kitchen. She sat upon the stool with her head rested in her arms leaning down on the island counter top.

"Are you tired?" Harvey sat down beside her.

"No. Just... thinking." She sighed.

"Do you want a drink?" He stood up.

"Water. Thank you." She put her head up, giving a small smile.

"Here you go." He placed it down in front of her.

"Thanks." Donna smiled taking a sip.

"You're welcome to spend the night here Donna. As much nights as you need." He nodded.

"Harvey." Donna started.

"I know Donna. But we dont have to talk about that right now. We have more important things to he taking care of." He sat back down beside her.

"Thank you. Where is Sydney, Grayson and Aria?" She scanned the room.

"They're coming home in the morning. Rachel whizzed up as soon as she heard. The kids are staying with Olive for the night." He tapped his fingers on the counter top.

"Can i shower?" She looked at him.

"Of course! You don't need to ask that!" He giggled.

"Thanks. Same place?" She smiled back.

"Yep. Nothing's changed." He smiled.

Donna walked to the en suite bathroom and turned the shower on. Taking her clothes off folding them into a pile placing them on the unit in her old bedroom.

"Harvey." She yelled. He came whizzing right in closing his eyes.

"Can you sit with me." She sighed.

"Of course." He sat himself down upon the toilet seat.

- - - -

During the shower, Harvey kept making sure Donna was okay. She never spoke. She just simply nodded with a non persuading smile.

When the shower was done. She wrapped herself in the white fluffy towel.

"Here . You cant put a dress back on. I will see if you left anything else." He left and went to their closet.

"Thanks." Donna smiled. Walking towards the small chair in Harvey's room.

"You left a pair of leggings, and i can give you a top." He yelled from the closet. Walking through with her black leggings and a white plain T-shirt.

Donna quickly changed into them and her and Harvey lay down beside each other. Reminiscing on memories they have both shared with Donnas mom. They both laughed and shed tears together. It felt... normal.

3:30AM
Harvey had taken his casual wear off and put on jogging bottoms and took his top off. Then at 3:30AM he found him and Donna sleeping in the same bed, under the covers, Harvey had his arm wrapped around Donnas whole body while she rested her head upon his chest. They slept like babies.

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