Author's Note: Here's to my first fic (sorry for any amateur mistakes!) I do not own anything.

Set before season 1 finale.

Chapter One

"Miss Joyce, I'm afraid I'm going to have to forfeit this case to the claimant, Mrs Costa, unless your counsel can be bothered to show up"

Alison Joyce once again pushed a blonde curl behind her ear, a tell of stress she'd developed over the years working with Lia; her ever late, ever impossible boss and best friend.

She looked around the conference room and smiled a strained smile, "I'm sure she'll be here soon" she said confidently, although she had no idea where her very unpredictable friend was.

Her client looked indifferent to the whole proceedings, she hadn't taken her eyes off of her mobile phone since they'd all sat down for the prelim. Joyce watched her impeccably manicured nails click rapidly over the buttons and hoped Lia would show up soon; their client was the wife of one of the firm's most respectable partners.

Joyce looked across the table to the claimant, whose dark skin was laced with a thin sheen of sweat, her brow furrowed and her eyes watery. Joyce knew what her firm, well, what her boss, was doing was morally wrong, but then there's no way one argued with Cut Throat, or Lethal Lia, or many other more vulgar names she'd earned.

The Sudanese woman reached for her cup of tea with a shaking hand, and Joyce couldn't help feel sorry for the woman. She knew this was going to be an easy, simple case, and that her client was going to win; they had Lia after all. Lia had only worked for Dean and Bedford-Dwight for 2 years, but she was 'a bloody genius with the law' as quoted by Dean, and was the first to make junior partner within a year.

"Miss Joyce" The judge repeated in the same annoyed voice at having to wait over 25 minutes for counsel to show, "I'm afraid" but before she could carry on Joyce's phone rang, her secretaries number bright on the display.

"Tom?" she answered, not caring the angry looks she received from the judge, or the opposing counsel. "Allie, something wicked this way comes!" he warned in a squeaky and mocking high-pitched voice.

Joyce hung up and looked through the glass walls of the conference room to see Lia striding down the hallway. Joyce had been friends with Lia, or Amelia Harrington, since they had swapped my little ponies in kindergarten and right up until her engagement with Jack, yet despite all her Lia-knowledge, Joyce was still amazed at how utterly confident Lia managed to look. Right now she walked in like she owned the place, like she wasn't half an hour late, wearing the most elegant, tight dress with impressive black heals and her long dark hair in a neat, tight bun, with not a single bead of sweat on her forehead.

Lia strolled in and placed her stylish brown leather bag gracefully on the table and pulled out several papers. Everyone's eyes were on Lia all waiting for her to speak.

She looked around the room, her lips curving into a pleasing smile at how she commanded everyone's attention.

"Right, so this should only take a second" she didn't sit down, but looked over to the claimant, who's eyes were shining with worry and anticipation, her hands shaking as she cradled her cup of tea.

"My client, Mrs Bedford-Dwight," Lia nodded towards the impeccably dressed client, who still had her grey eyes fixed on her mobile phone.

"trusted Mrs Costa here" she pointed to the shaking black woman dressed in a large rose cardigan, "with the care of her children, which Miss Costa failed when she allowed my client's child to fall from a tree causing the 4 year old to brake an arm, there is no grounds for wrongful dismissal."

Mrs Costa's counsel spoke, her voice barely on par with the dominating brashness of Lia's. "My client was appointed as the nanny, and children will climb trees, it is natural; there are no grounds for dismissal and we wish to file for wrongful termination"

Lia nodded, "yes, but my client specifically told Mrs Costa not to let her children climb trees, she entered a verbal contract, and she failed to comply with said contract. Mrs Costa has no leg to stand on"

Mrs Costa let a small whimper escape her trembling lips and she uttered shaking words, "I have looked after those children since they were born, 24/7, they see me more than their mother, she is just firing me because her son would rather hug me than her"

"Counsel, control your client." Lia finally took a seat and smoothed her files out on the grand mahogany table, "unfortunately little Jonny's broken arm was not the first accident on your watch 2-year-Emma suffered a nasty fall on your watch too, Mrs Costa"

Mrs Costa nodded slowly but went to speak, "yes, but its natural for children to fall whilst learning to walk"

Lia nodded, "yes, but there have been other incidents, such as losing house keys, forgetting doctor's appointments, and the succession of accidents demonstrates that Mrs Costa is not a vigilant nanny, and therefore her claim on wrongful dismissal is invalid"

Mrs Costa looked to her counsel, a tear running down her cheek, her lawyer nodded and proceeded, "My client understands that she should be more careful, but looking after 4 children, all under 8, alone, is challenging and accidents can happen. She is willing to drop the charges in return for her job to be reinstated, otherwise she will be forced to return to Sudan, a war torn country may I remind you"

Lia nodded, "my client rejects the deal, Mrs Costa has grown neglectful in her duties as a nanny, and termination of her contracts stands"

With that she closed her files and stood up, ignoring the whimpering from Mrs Costa, "if you cannot provide any evidence that otherwise states wrongful dismissal, then I believe this case is closed" she looked over to her client who had actually stopped texting and smiled.

"Right" the Judge began, "then I see no grounds for wrongful dismissal, there will be no following to court. Mrs Costa the termination stands"

Lia nodded and picked up her designer bag and walked elegantly out the room towards her office, with Joyce in tow, and the client just nodding and walking off to the lift, ignoring the crying from the conference room.

"Lia, don't you think you were a bit harsh on the nanny?" Joyce asked as she followed Lia into one of the largest offices of the prestigious firm. Lia took her killer shoes off as she sat behind her antique desk, and looked out over the river Thames, enjoying how busy London looked at lunchtime.

She sighed and just shook her head in answer to the question. "What have I told you time and time again Allie?"

Joyce just sighed and sat down across the desk and picked up the old, rusty compass Lia kept there. "That I care too much"

Lia tore her eyes from the hundreds of ant sized people meeting and greeting people for lunch, or photographing Houses of Parliament or Big Ben, then she turned her chair to Joyce, "exactly"

Joyce tried to bite her tongue but couldn't help but spit out, "well, you don't care enough"

Lia just nodded and pulled her long dark hair from the tight bun, letting it case over her slender shoulders.

Joyce continued, knowing her friend would probably get angry, but it needed to be said, "I've known you've been like this since we met, but don't you think it's time to drop the She-Devil, devoid-of-all-emotions act?"

Lia's eyes flickered to Allie's, and Allie was sure she was in for one of the well-known death stares and lethal telling offs,but she was saved by the mobile phone.

Lia scowled at Joyce and pointed at her "This is not over!" and she answered the phone.

"Darling! hi" Lia's voice went sweet as she answered the phone, "yup, ok honey, sure, er hur, ok, love you, bye" Lia hung up and looked to Joyce smirking, "you're lucky I have plans with Jack" she said warningly as she grabbed her bag, putting her heels back on.

Joyce nodded, "how is good old Jack, back from his conference in LA?"

Lia nodded; "yup…" she paused, frowning. Joyce noticed, "what?" she asked knowing something was getting to Lia.

Lia sighed, "I think he's cheating on me"

Joyce rolled her eyes, "nonsense, that man loves you more than anything! It's probably just because you've both been really really busy recently"

Lia nodded, "by both you mean me" she said in a rather ashamed tone, her eyes glancing to her hoards of paper work.

Joyce smiled sheepishly, "hey, I keep telling you to lighten up the work load. Hi, my name is Amelia Harrington and I'm a Workaholic!" Joyce laughed at herself but realised Lia didn't join her, "Anyway, when you going to marry him!? You're 26 and I want to be a godmother!"

Her boss nodded, "I…I don't know, I just…" she shook her head, trying to ignore the gnawing feeling she felt that Jack was cheating, "soon, and who said anything about kids?!" her eyes eyebrows fully raised into neat, groomed arches.

Joyce put the compass back on the desk and stood up, "hey, I know you say you hate kids, but I'm sure once you have one you'll change your mind!"

Her boss laughed at her, "sure, right" she paused and picked up a heavy bunch of files then looked to Allie and waved her away, "go on, I know you have a hot date for lunch, don't wig out on me now!"

Allie smiled shyly, "yeah, ok. See you tonight" and she picked up her bag and went to leave.

"20.30, don't be late!" Lia called out.

Joyce smiled, "hey, its your engagement party, I wouldn't miss it for the world!"

"and I want all the details from the date" Lia smiled and strolled out the office, again ignoring a weird feeling in her stomach.

1 year later.

"That'll be $89 please" Lia tried not to sigh too loud as she asked a customer for the total for what felt like the thousandth time that day, as the beeping brought her out of her thoughts. It wasn't that she hated her job; it was that she purely despised it. But she couldn't really do anything else, working at this supermarket store was just the way things were and she knew her life would have to be like this from now on; she had no choice in the matter.

It was the 28th of July, and well, Joyce would have been 28 today. Lia couldn't help but remember the last time she saw her, standing in Lia's office, her blonde curly hair a mess and dressed in her favourite blue dress, an unimpressed look on her face.

She sighed. God she missed her best friend.

Today had just been one of those shitty shitty days, were no matter how hard you try, everything seems to get to you. First of all she had woken without the blaring noise of her alarm; that instant dread of did she over sleep or just wake up early. Her alarm just blinked 0.00 over and over, then as she hastily ran across the room to get her watch to find the real time she managed to stub her toe, her watch telling her she had indeed over slept. After hopping around a few times and managing to get clothes on, within 15 minutes she ran out the building.

The traffic lights kept her from getting across to the correct side of the road where she needed to be, and she could see a bus pull into the stop, and, as she crossed the road she saw the bus pull out; she prayed, pleaded, that the bus wasn't the 21 because that would mean waiting another 15 minutes, and she didn't have 15 minutes, she couldn't be late and loose the one job she had managed to find. She pleaded to whomever would listen, to not let it be the 21, that it would really make her day, would be totally amazing if it wasn't the 21. But, as the bus drove past, Lia sighed as the number 21 shone brightly.

It just got worse; little things like getting her hair caught in her bag, dropping her book in a puddle, forgetting her ID badge for work so having wait an extra 10 minutes for someone to let her in!

Of course, she hadn't had time to make lunch, and she definitely couldn't afford to buy anything, so at 3pm she was starving, which did nothing to help her patients with the ever-obnoxious customers.

She currently had a customer shouting at her about a price being different, keeping everything she had to politely smile and blankly tell the customer that they had picked up the brand of coffee from the wrong shelf, that someone else had probably put it back in the wrong place. But the customer was having none of it, and started getting angry saying things about shoppers rights and if the price said $10 then it was $10 not $14. Lia rolled her eyes, "unfortunately, the law doesn't state anything of the sort, in fact the label on the shelf is clearly for a Nescafé brand, which yours is not"

The woman had huffed at Lia and asked to see the manager. Lia was so close to shouting at this bloody woman, but had ended up telling her it was fine to have the $14 coffee for $10.

Eventually, after managing to scrape some food together for lunch mainly from the food that had been opened or damaged in transit, and after dealing with way too many annoying customers, it was nearly her time to leave, that time of day she dreamt about and it could never come soon enough!

Everything was getting to her so much today, and she couldn't really understand why, well ok, she knew why; it had been 2 months since she'd arrived in the USA, leaving her old life in England behind, and that she just missed Allie too much.

She went to get changed out of her oh so lovely orange uniform.

"Well, if it isn't Mary Poppins, shame we never get to be on the same shift"

Lia pulled her t-shirt over her head and turned sharply to see Matt, the late night shift worker standing at the entrance to the woman's locker room, staring at her.

She took a deep breath, really not ready to deal with him and his wondering hands again, but he was the boss' son, and well, the golden boy of course.

"Go away Matt" she warned him as she pulled her jumper over head and quickly picked up her handbag.

He wouldn't move out of her way as she went to leave.

"Matt, I'm not in the mood", she snapped, still keeping her temper under control.

He smiled sickly at her, and ran a hand through his slicked back greasy hair, leaving a small strand free by his narrow slits of eyes as he looked her over.

She tried to pass but he blocked her again, "oh, why leaving so soon?" he cooed, he stepped forward until she was flat against the opposite wall, then his hands reached out and steadied her by her waist and held her hard against the cool hard wall.

She looked up at him, her eyes narrowing, giving him a warning stair, "Matt" she said through gritted teeth.

He smiled and leaned closer, "oh, you know you can't go running to the boss, because she's, well, my mother, and she's not going to believe a skank like you is she, so you better do what I say" his voice scraped over her cheek as he lent closer, sending a shudder through her body.

She took a deep breath, she couldn't afford to loose her job and she didn't need anything getting ugly and the police showing up, because right now she wanted so very much to do something ugly to this guy.

She gritted her teeth and just pushed him off of her, letting him hit the floor rather violently. "I'll get you for that!" he shouted after as she flew out the door.

She sighed again and managed to make it into the woman's bathroom and pulled her coat around her as she slammed the cubicle door shut before she felt the tears fall swiftly down her cheeks.

This couple of months had been one of the worst of her life, and it had had fierce competition! Right now she wanted to be in her lovely flat in Islington, London, in her warm bed watching a sappy movie with her dog Billy curled up in her lap.

But she couldn't be further from that life now, and she had no idea how she got here. Ok, she had an idea, but couldn't believe she was in this mess! Her! Amelia Harrington, living out of what could only be vaguely called an apartment as it consisted of a bedroom-kitchen-bathroom-lounge combo, with more than a few infestations of creepy crawlies she didn't even want to think about, let alone the mould and the drafts and the just, ergh!

She shivered and pulled her arms tightly around her; trying to stop herself shaking as each sob shook her body. She hated this! Normally she wouldn't let anything get to her, nothing annoyed her, nothing upset her, she had been known at work for her stern and emotionless approach to cases, and life, but right now she was losing herself.

She felt so sorry for herself and she couldn't stand that, but it had all just got to her today, and this job was the last straw, she hadn't worked her ass off at Oxford for 2 years then spent 4 more at Harvard to end up working as a cashier at a supermarket in New York.

Her plan for when she would finally make it to New York had been to be working at one of the best firms in the country, living in one of the best apartments on the Upper East Side, married to a gorgeous man who loved her completely. She was nowhere near achieving any of that dream, and she never would be. She was almost 28, living in a shit apartment in New York, she had no real friends because she was so emotionally stunted she couldn't let anyone in, and she had been pretending to be 24 and someone called Sophia for the last 2 months living here; she had shitty clothes she would never think twice of wearing, and she was running from the police, never able to go back to her old life.

The sobs finally died down, and she slowly started feeling less sorry for herself; at least she was alive and healthy, and not in that place anymore, one more day there and she would have, well, have had resorted to drastic measures; but she was free now, and she was going to make the most of it; she would never go back to prison!

She finally left the cubicle, catching herself in the mirror. Oh dear; she'd looked like that the whole day!? She had forgotten to put makeup on in her rush to get out the house and she just looked drawn, way too pale, overall; like a bloody crack addict! She pulled out her makeup, at least able to put some colour back into her cheeks, her eyes a bit of life, and finally getting rid of those dark back circles under her eyes! She looked ok!

Lia slowly emerged from the bathroom and stopped, she sighed and looked around the shop; it was almost empty and she was thankful there were no families shopping, the kids screaming because they couldn't get want they wanted, or couples hand in hand, all googly eyes and gross.

Lia was about to leave when standing right in front of her was a little girl, well baby, about 1 or 2 by the size of her who seemed to be waddling in circles. Lia looked about but couldn't see anyone else around.

"oh great!" she sighed. She supposed she could just leave the kid and wait for the mother to find her, but then the baby stopped waddling about and turned then looked up at Lia, who couldn't help notice the baby looked very close to full-blown tears and a very noisy tantrum Lia's head could do without.

Lia froze as the baby held up her arms, wanting to be picked up.

"oh no, little baby" Lia cooed as she stepped backward, "I'm sure your mother is around somewhere. The baby stepped towards Lia again with wide, watery eyes and a trembling lip.

Lia sighed and slowly picked the kid up who quickly clung to Lia and buried her head in her shoulder; she gulped and tried to rock the baby like she'd seen others do.

"Hi" she said as softly and as friendly as she could, "Where's you mommy?" she asked as her eyes darted about the shop hoping the mother just hurry up and pop up from somewhere.

"Mamma" she cried out. Lia nodded, "yeah, where's your mommy kid?"

The girl looked up at Lia, a confused look on her face and she started shaking her head vigorously, followed by tears and crying.

Lia cursed, "ok, so how about we make a deal; I don't ask where your mommy is and you don't cry?" she half smiled but then the baby started crying even louder.

"oh no, I'm sorry!" Lia shushed her and carried on trying to soothe her as she started to hunt for the mother.

Her attempts at soothing the kid were failing and Lia swore she was going to end up deaf! Lia was desperate and still couldn't see anyone else in the shop to claim the baby so she started to rummage in her bag in hope of finding anything to distract the kid with; they liked keys, right?

The first thing she found was the necklace that her ex-fiancé had given to her, it was a tiny golden compass mounted on a chain, with forever etched on the back.

She hastily handed it to the baby and breathed a sigh of relief as her tiny hands grasped it and she stopped crying. Never under estimate the power of distraction Lia smiled to herself.

"Right, what's your name?" she asked.

The little girl kept playing with the necklace, enthralled by the compass embedded turning back and forth.

She mumbled something and Lia asked her her name again, "Nnanna" she said in what others would call 'cute baby speak'.

Lia was amazed; she had never had any luck with children, or anyone below 25 for that matter. She always stayed away from children, especially babies, and they generally sensed to stay away from her, so this situation was a first for Lia, and so far; no vomit or other bodily fluids anywhere in sight!

Just then she heard a man's voice shout out loudly for Anna.

Lia smiled at the baby, "Anna I presume?" the baby nodded and Lia too thankful! "oh, there is a god!"

Then a worried man's face appeared in her view from the other isle; he took in the sleepy baby in Lia's arms, looking so relieved, then confused and worried at the same time.

"Anna!" he smiled and went to take the baby from Lia, but Anna wanted none of it and clung to Lia's arms tightly.

"Hi" she smiled at the man and knelt down, trying to put Anna on the floor but again the baby clung to Lia with everything she had.

Lia stood back up and looked to the worried man. He was wearing a very, very, expensive suit, something that would have cost him in the $5,000 range, and his hair look like it had an expensive cut, along with his glowing skin and the way he carried himself she knew this man was either a lawyer or belonged to some high and mighty business on Wall Street. She had seen many men like him in her time at the firm and she felt rather sorry for him that his career had been or was about be ruined by a baby.

"Hi, I found her wondering around alone, thought I'd try and find her mom."

He nodded not really listening and tried again to take Anna from Lia, and again, Anna was having none of it and was now having another tantrum.

"Come on Anna, I've got a lot of work to do, and you've got to have dinner and a bath, come on" he had to shout over the screaming as he tried to coax her from Lia's arms, but she wouldn't move, and almost started crying harder, at which point the man stopped trying.

Lia looked to the man, he looked beyond stressed, behind his moisturised, well maintained skin she could see dark circles under his eyes, and he looked like he was about to drop down with exhaustion.

She could tell he was about to lose his temper and that would not be good for everyone involved.

"Ok, Sir, what about I look after her while you check out your items then I'll get her in the car, no fuss at all."

He thought about it for a second then nodded slowly and sighed, relaxing slightly, and then motioned for them to follow him as he pushed the cart down the isle.

Lia looked to his cart; it was full of diapers, baby food, a car seat, and baby clothes.

"Erm...you're not kidnapping her are you?" she asked, a wave of terror running through her body.

He looked to the trolley then laughed, "oh, no, me? No way. No, I have just found out that Anna is my daughter." He sighed but continued, and Lia noticed he moved slowly and scrunched his eyes up as if he had a headache.

"Her mother died several days weeks ago and I am the only living relative." He sighed again and picked up some beer from the fridge and put it in the cart. "Who ever thought I would make a good father was clearly mistaken"

Lia shook her head, clearly this guy didn't have time for a child in his life, and he just needed, well a push, "you won't know until you try, I'm sure you're going to be a great father" to Lia anyone who didn't get drunk and abuse their kid-physically or otherwise-would make a great father.

He pushed the cart to the checkout and sighed, "sure" he said doubtfully as he started to load the items onto the checkout.

He paused and looked at Anna messing with Lia's necklace, "I'm Harvey Specter" he put out his hand and Lia shook it, "L-Sophia Thompson" she smiled.

"I'm sorry for taking up your time, I really appreciate it," he said sincerely.

Lia nodded, "hey, it's no problem, I'm happy to help."

He nodded, "Nice accent, you on vacation in the states?" he said trying to be polite but Lia could tell his thoughts were else where as his brow was deeply furrowed.

"Actually I just moved here, just kinda looking for a new start I guess" that much was true! She couldn't exactly tell him she was running from her fiancé, and, well, the entire British police force.

He nodded and watched the checkout lady with the food items, his mind going somewhere else again.

Lia bounced Anna up and down on her hip; smiling at how much attention she spent on the necklace. The toddler was cute! Children made her anxious; they cry and vomit or whatever, but this girl was too cute! And she'd been lost, something Lia could relate to being in a place, figuratively and literally she couldn't understand; what the hell was a zucchini anyway?

The girl smiled up at her and a small hand patted her on the cheek. Lia noticed how much she looked like her father; the eyes were the same and she definitely had his gorgeous cheekbones. She wondered if her blonde hair to her chin was from the mother, because she couldn't tell what colour his hair was as he had it slicked right back with lots of gel.

"Let me guess" Lia started, trying to break the awkward silence, and he looked up to her questioningly.

"Lawyer?" she asked.

He looked down at her, "what gave me away, does my complete lack of soul show through?" he half smiled.

Lia laughed, "oh, why so self-deprecating?"

Harvey half smiled, his mind still elsewhere, "oh, you know, just getting the lawyer jokes in there before you do"

Lia laughed, "Actually that and your ridiculously expensive suit tells all, will we be expecting the devil anytime soon to collect your first born?" she smiled and looked to Anna.

He smiled a genuine smile this time, and Lia couldn't help notice how it lit his entire face. "Nar" he smiled again, "Just sold my soul, perhaps she would be better off if I had traded my first born."

Lia smiled again, but she saw how much he really didn't want to be in this situation. "I'm sure you'll be fine with her, after all there is no exam to pass into parenthood"

"Are you saying I'm not equipped at parenthood?" he smiled at her and she laughed, "No! I'm just saying if they let less, unworthy people than you become parents, I'm sure you'll do great"

He shrugged and loaded the diapers on the check out, "well, there should be an exam, because I'd know I'd fail and wouldn't be in this situation"

Lia's smiled dwindled, "wow, you really don't want to be a dad do you" she stated and looked down to the cute girl in her arms, still playing with the necklace.

He sighed again and ran his hand over his face and pressed two fingers hard over his closed eyes.

Harvey looked to Lia, and nodded, his face set in the stern expression she'd met him in, "you think?" he said rather bitterly, making Lia rather uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I didn't mean-" Lia started to apologise.

"No, I just haven't slept in two days, have a splitting headache, have too much paperwork to do, not to mention I've just been given the case of the year, I just, well, fatherhood was never on the table for me, and to become a dad overnight, not something I can handle"

He loaded their shopping bags back into the cart and Lia followed him to the parking lot.

She nodded, she was trying to keep upbeat and positive, but her life was just too shitty for her to even fake peppiness at the moment "You're probably used to juggling work-life stuff, just now you've got kids to add to that combo, everything will be fine"

He smiled, "yeah, except one of the three has to always be in air, or, well on the floor in the case of my juggling skills"

She smiled slightly and handed him the baby car seat from the cart as they came to a stop by his very expensive car.

"So are you at college?" he asked as he gathered up the shopping bags and started loading the car.

She frowned, wondering why he'd ask, perhaps just to make conversation, or perhaps it was because she looked about 22 right now, with her thin frame and plain look, not to mention her thrift store clothes and lack of self grooming.

She was going for young and innocent, and everyone at the store seemed to buy it; the police were looking for 28-year-old woman, with an expensive taste in clothes, with long brown hair professionally kept, and well; she was far from that! The first thing she had done when she got here was cut her hair short; it pained her so much! Her long wavy thick brown hair had been her favourite thing, and to cut it to her ears was too saddening, so she had compromised and cut it to her shoulders. But then dying it red was worse; she had never used bleach or any hair dye before, and now it just looked limp, lifeless, and ginger!

"Oh just a few years" she lied, "I've just been trying to figure out what I want to do for the rest of my life" true.

He nodded, "what did you major in?"

Lia faltered for a second, "erm, English" she finally managed to push away her 2 years of medicine and 4 years of Law.

He nodded, "thought about going in to Law?" he smiled as he finished putting everything into the car's trunk.

She looked at him like he was crazy, "right, because I want to sell my soul to the devil"

He shrugged, "its not that bad, once you get past the soul destroying paperwork, the life-depriving work hours, and not to mention the mind-numbing fact that the law is boring, then its a pretty good place to work."

"Well" she smiled, "when you put it like that!" she wanted to tell him that she had loved being a lawyer, that it was the best few years of her life, and she even loved all the mind-numbing learning of the law, and even the paper work!

"I love it!" he smiled a large smile at her and Lia's chest tightened slightly at how handsome he looked and at how much he reminded her of her past life.

Lia started to try and get Anna into her chair as Harvey finished loading the car. At first she wouldn't go without making such a fuss, but Lia managed to find some broken pieces of chocolate from her bag, which calmed her and made her sit still for a bit. Not really the best thing to do, bribe a child with candy, but she triumphed as Anna finally let Lia put the seat belt on her.

Lia turned to Harvey and then he started to take out his wallet and handed her a handful of cash, "here, thanks for your help!"

Lia shook her head and refused the money, "It's no problem, save your money for another suit" she smiled.

He smiled but looked confused, then looked at the money then at the car at the sleepy Anna.

"you know, because she's going to ruin a few of them with vomit, or other bodily fluids" Lia clarified at his confused look.

He nodded and smiled, "I know, I got the joke"

Lia smiled, "oh, sorry, thought that confused look was because you were trying to understand my far superior humour"

Harvey laughed, something Lia found strangely soothing, "superior humour? Right" he laughed again. "No I was thinking"

Lia laughed, "oh, so the taxing chore of thinking sent you into confusion?"

Harvey laughed again; "actually" he said the word in an English accent "I was going to ask you if you wanted a job, but now I think I was wrong in thinking that" he smiled.

Lia frowned, looking confused, "as what?"

"There! The confused look, wow thinking does look hard" he laughed again.

Lia looked into his eyes trying not to get carried away, "Oh no, this is my scared look, surprise you don't recognise it, I'm sure it's what you looked when you where given Anna"

He nodded approvingly, "No need to look scared!" he laughed at her.

Lia folded her arms, "Am I assuming you want to employ me as Anna's nanny/house keeper?"

He smiled another handsome smile and nodded, "well, just Nanny, already have an excellent housekeeper"

Lia nodded, "of course you do"

There was a pause and Harvey continued, "so, you'll take the job" he stated.

Lia frowned again, "Not to look a gift horse in the mouth or anything, because I'm sure you have an amazing house"

"exquisite" he added smiling.

Lia nodded and continued, "and I'm sure you'd offer me a good salary"

He nodded again, "very good"

Lia nodded again, "but I'm not the nanny-type, I can't stand kids, honestly, why Anna isn't screaming and running away from me is a mystery, but Sir, I think you have the wrong person"

Lia went to leave but Harvey sighed and quickly spoke up, "You get to write the contract, you can put in anything you want!" he seemed desperate.

Lia turned to him, her eyes wide, "Are you sure you want to say that?"

He nodded, "Definitely!" he said, "you'll get your own room, a very nice salary, and your own expenses"

Lia frowned again, "Ok, you don't know me, and I just told you I don't get on with children, yet you obviously want very much to hire me as your nanny"

He nodded, "you're good with that child" he nodded towards Anna, then carried on, "You see, usually I am the best closer there is"

"Right" Lia said sceptically smiling at him, but he ignored her and smiled then carried on, "I can close any deal I want"

Lia laughed, "Well you just failed to close me"

He nodded, "Well, I may be the best closer, and I may have failed to get what I want out of this, but I can read people, and you Sophia seem like a good investment. If my daughter likes you then I do. I want you, and if I have to make a deal that is not particularly to my liking to get you, then so be it."

He smiled again, "and I think you'll find I can offer anything better than an entry level job on Wall Street."

Wow that smile, she couldn't really say no to it.

Then his phone rang and he excused himself to answer it.

She should take the job! It was infinitely better than her current one! Not to mention the kick-ass contract she could come up with! And! She knew her identity, as Sophia Thompson, would hold up to all the background checks; she had made it herself after all. But, should she work for a lawyer? If she did she would she be tempted to go back into the profession? It would be too dangerous, the police would be looking for an English associate based on her old life, she didn't know if she could be around something she loved so much yet hide everything she knew and felt about the law.

Harvey hung up and walked back over to Lia, "ok, sorry about that" he looked up to her as she sighed, "Ok" she managed, it was totally better than the supermarket job, she would just stay away from the law firm.

He nodded, "great, so, when can you start?" he asked in a rush, fishing for his car keys.

"Erm" she didn't know, next week?

"How about now?" he said quickly, wanting to get away.

Lia looked to him, nope, he was being serious, "I have to go back into the office now, could you take her home, feed, bath, you know, and I should be back later to talk through everything."

She nodded slowly, wondering if her identity would hold up? What if she couldn't look after this baby!? Oh my god I can't look after a baby! She thought half panicking.

He saw her hesitate, "look, this whole situation is too daunting for me to do it alone, and if there's one thing you need to know about Harvey Specter, is that I don't do pleading, but please, please help me out"

Lia smiled at him begging her and she laughed, "Ok, fine, I can start now"

"Great!" he smiled, handed her the keys to his apartment, then hailed a taxi, he got in and just before he shut the door Lia shouted wait. "Wait? Where do you live?"

"Ray will help you out" and with that he ducked into the cab and was gone.

Lia watched the cab take off and she was left staring at the keys in her hand. "Ray?" she asked herself. Then a guy stuck his head out the driver's door, "Hi" he smiled.

Oh, of course he had a driver!