Disclaimer: I don't own Suits.

A/N: It's been forever since I wrote a Suits fic, but I just can't help myself. As I wrote in the author's note of my latest update of "Just Another Day," I've been re-watching earlier seasons of Suits. I really love the interaction and relationship between Harvey and Mike. To me their friendship is what made Suits, Suits. That is part of the reason why I can't bring myself to watch the current season. Anyways, I began thinking about what would bring Mike back to New York and therefore, Harvey. This is the end product of those musings…

Change in Circumstances-Chapter 1

Harvey happily hums to himself as he strolls by the sign of Zane, Specter, Litt as he makes his way to his office. His stomach clenches as he spots the older man's name out of the corner of his eye. Any reference to the named partner still seems to have that effect on Harvey, even with the man being gone for nearly two years now. Robert is thankfully gone and no longer at the firm. He's enjoying retirement, financed by the fruits of the firm's labor of course. However, the remnants of his presence sill linger at the firm time to time.

But, Harvey is not going to let the mere thought of Robert Zane ruin his day. He's in too good of a mood for that. Today is the quintessential perfect day. He's still feeling the high from winning big in last night's poker game. Not to mention, earlier this morning he got a call from Dan, his car dealer, telling him that his new custom designed Bentley will be ready by the end of the week. Oh and he's coming to the office after getting Josh Henley to sign the merger with Cyber Global, despite Louis' cynicism that Harvey would never get the deal done. His biggest win of the year by far. Harvey's feeling great and he's not letting anything get him down.

"Donna!" Harvey calls as he nears the redhead's desk. "I got it. Henley signed the deal."

Donna doesn't look up when she hears Harvey's booming voice.

"Where's Louis? I got to rub this in his face. Harvey, I don't think it should be you. You can't go in there with your usual shenanigans. I know how to finesse people like Henley." Harvey attempts to mimic Louis's response when Harvey said he would handle the Cyber Global deal a few weeks ago.

"Harvey…" Donna says quietly.

"I can't wait to see his face when I tell him," Harvey continues, laughing to himself.

"Harvey…" Donna tries again.

"Maybe I'll treat him to that mud place he likes so much. Tell him it's an early birthday present, thanks to the nice chunk of change we got from the deal. The deal that I made happen."

"Harvey," Donna says again, voice breaking.

Alarmed by Donna's tone, Harvey asks. "Donna, what's going on?"

Donna looks up at Harvey with red, puffy eyes. Something's wrong.

"Donna, what is it? What happened?"

"Why didn't you answer your phone?"

"My phone?" Harvey asks, taking out the mentioned device. He must have still had it on vibrate from his meeting with Henley. Strolling through his phone he notices dozens of missed calls from Donna, interspersed with a couple of texts telling him to call her.

"What happened?" Harvey asks again.

"It's…it's Rachel." Donna cries out.

"Rachel?" Harveys asks in shock.

The name almost sounds foreign to his ears for he hasn't heard it in so long. It feels like a lifetime since he even thought of Rachel. That's not too surprisingly since he hasn't seen her in nearly five years, not since her and Mike's wedding. Hell, it's been nearly three years since he last saw Mike.

Despite, his and Mike's intentions to stay close after the newlyweds moved out to Seattle, their close friendship fell through the cracks. For the first six months, Harvey and Mike exchanged frequent texts throughout the day and had near daily phone calls. But, sadly over time distance and life in general happened. The daily phone calls and texts fizzled to once a week phone call. Now the phone calls have nearly stopped, leaving only the customary "Happy Birthday" and "Merry Christmas" texts to be exchanged.

Harvey doesn't even know what is going on with the kid. He knows bits and pieces. Apparently, despite Robert Zane's awful tenure at the firm, Donna and Rachel have remained close. He knows Mike and Rachel, have a daughter, Ava. Harvey has even bought her birthday and Christmas gifts. Well, Donna shopped for the gifts with Harvey's credit card and signed his name on the card. Hell, he never even met the kid.

"She was in a car accident….she didn't make it." Donna says.

Harvey rubs his chin. "Jesus."

"When was the last time you talked to Mike?" Donna asks tearfully.

Harvey sighs. He honestly can't remember the last time he talked to Mike. Hell, did he even wish Mike a Happy Birthday this year? Fuck.

"It's been awhile," Harvey replies.

"Awhile?" Donna asks alarmed. "How long?"

Harvey doesn't say anything. But, his silence is too much for Donna.

"Jesus, Harvey. Rachel and I still talk even after all the crap Robert pulled. You know what, that doesn't matter now. You need to call him. Now."

"Me?" Harvey points to himself. "I don't think I'm the right person to give comfort to someone to who just lost his wife."

"This isn't just anyone. This is Mike!" Donna exclaims standing up. "I know that life happened. That you and Mike don't talk like you used to. Aren't as close as you were. But, we're still family. And family comes together when things like this happen."

"Donna…"

Donna holds her hand up. "I'm not asking you to plan the funeral. I'm asking you to at least call him. Let him know you're there for him. Harvey…his world has just imploded. Last night he put his little girl to bed, telling her that her mommy will be there the next morning to make her breakfast. An hour later, he gets a phone call asking him to go to the morgue to identify his wife's body. He needs to know that no matter what, that we're here for him. For Ava."

Donna sits down after saying her piece. The ball is in Harvey's court. He doesn't say another word as he turns to go into his office.

XXXXX

To the untrained eye, it looks like Harvey is hard at work. His computer is open in front of him to a half-done Memorandum of Law along with pertinent case law from Westlaw. However, Harvey started the memorandum yesterday. So far today he's done nothing. Scratch that he has typed several sentences and then quickly deleted them. Harvey's mind is elsewhere. It's on his and Donna's earlier conversation.

Harvey looks out to Donna's empty desk. She's left the office a while ago to go see Rachel's mother. But, before leaving she made sure to tell Harvey what she thought he should do. She didn't have to say it, her facial expression said it all. Call Mike.

Sighing, Harvey closes his laptop. Fuck it. What does he have to lose? Mike might not even pick up. And Donna can't be mad as long as Harvey calls Mike. That's what she said. And who is he fooling? Calling Mike is absolutely the right thing to do. He hasn't changed that much since Mike moved across he country. He didn't regress 100% to the Harvey before he met Mike. His thumb hovers over Mike's contact screen for a few seconds before he presses send.

The phone rings a few times. There's no way he's going to leave a sappy voicemail. That's not him. And Mike knows that's not him. He's about ready to hang up when he hears a familiar, shaking voice.

"Harvey?"

Just the way Mike says his name tells Harvey all he needs to know. The kid is hurting. Jesus.

"Yeah, Mike. It's me."