AN: Hey so this is my first fic for Suits. I love the show and got the idea for this story after watching the movie "The Game Plan" the other day. It's such a cute movie and got me thinking what if something like that happend to Harvey and so this little story was born. Please let me know if you think it's good and should continue.

Disclaimer: I don not own Suits.

Chapter 1: A Little Complication

Harvey Specter was having a rough day. And it was only seven o'clock.

His alarm never went off. His plumbing decided today it was going to stop working. And worst of all, he had a court date in half an hour for a case he was getting sick of dealing with. Plus Ray had come down with the flu so he would be forced to take a cab.

Yeah, today was not one of his better days.

He at least hopped Mike would meet him at the court house on time.

Yeah right, the kid associate was always late and would also most likely look like a mess from riding that stupid bike of his. Not to mention those cheap suits.

Harvey shuttered just thinking about the awful taste in suits, and ties for that matter, his associate had.

Shaking off the thought he grabbed his phone and case files and hurried out the door, plowing into a little girl who was getting ready to knock on his door.

"Whoa" he said trying to regain his balance and stop the girl from falling.

"Kid, what are you doing standing there? Where are your parents?" he asked once everyone was safe on their feet.

He looked at the little girl in front of him. She couldn't have been more than eight and had brown eyes and dirty blonde hair done up in braided pigtails. She was currently hugging a doll tightly with one hand and a folder in the other. Her brown quilted jacket matched her eyes perfectly and even Harvey had to admit the pink and brown polka dot tights she had on under her tan skirt and hot pink sweater were cute on her.

She smiled up at him then and looking around he was beginning to wonder what parents would leave such an adorable little kid alone in the hallway where something could happen to her.

He really shouldn't be standing here, he did after all have a court date to make, but even the uncaring Harvey Specter wasn't that mean that he'd walk away from a lost kid.

The little girl still wasn't speaking so he figured he'd ask again. "Kid, where are your parents? I have to go but I'm not leaving you standing there so do you know where they are?"

She shook her head. "I'm not lost. I came here looking for my dad and I just found him" she said sweetly, looking up at him with those big brown eyes.

Harvey was confused. He looked around the hallway to see if he had missed someone else being there but couldn't seem to find anyone.

He turned back to the little girl who was smiling at him again.

Then realization dawned on him. No, she couldn't mean him. That didn't make any sense. He definitely would have remembered if he had a kid.

"You don't by chance mean me do you?" he asked waiting for the answer.

She nodded, still smiling.

He laughed. This was a cruel joke. Whoever hired this innocent little kid just to mess with him was very messed up.

It was probably Louis.

When he finished laughing he turned back to the girl whose smile had now disappeared leaving a scowl in it's place.

"Look kid, I'm sorry Louis put you up to this but I'm really gonna be late if I don't go. You can tell him it was a nice attempt though."

With that Harvey turned and began to walk towards the elevator smiling thinking about ways to get Louis back later.

He was only stopped when he heard her yell "Wait."

He spun on his heels and looked back at the girl who was still standing in front of his door. It was then that he realized she was wearing a pink backpack and that there was a suit case and a duffle bag lying by her feet.

"You're Harvey Specter right?" she asked giving him a firm look.

"I am" he responded coolly. He momentarily wondered if he had been wrong about this being a joke but immediately pushed that thought away. There was no way he had a kid. Sure it was possible, what with all the dates he's had, but he wasn't dumb. He knew how to prevent things like this from happening.

"Well" continued the little girl as she slowly started to walk towards him. "My name is Avigail. You dated my mom Madison Samuels. About eight or nine years ago. You remember her don't you?" she asked now standing right in front of him giving him a glare that said 'go ahead and try to deny it'.

He did remember Maddie. She had been the only woman he'd ever fallen in love with. He was going to marry her, build a life with her. And then she dumped him, broke his heart and moved to Boston. He could single handedly blame her for why he was the way he is now. After her, he had vowed to never fall in love again.

And yet here was this little girl who was apparently her kid and was claiming to be his as well.

He could have told the kid all that, but instead he said "Yeah sure, I think I remember her."

The little girl rolled her eyes. "Listen mister, I know she broke up with you and I'm sure it hurt. And she never told you about me because she thought you'd hate her and want nothing to do with me."

Harvey sighed. This little girl wouldn't quit. "That's not proof" was all he could think of saying. Here he was the best closer in New York City, and yet he was having a hard time arguing with a kindergartener.

"Look" she says handing him the folder she had previously been holding. "My birth certificates in there. It has your name on it."

He opened the folder and pulled out the paper to read. "Avigail Grace Specter. Born 8:11 on December 4th 2003. Mother: Madison Samuels, Father: Harvey Specter."

"See told ya" she says crossing her arms.

"What if I still don't believe you?" he asked closing the folder. After all, people can forge birth certificates.

She throws her arms in the air. "You're relentless. But if you absolutely insist that I am not your kid even though that paper says so. And I look nothing like my mom but exactly like you. Then we can get a paternity test. But Harvey Specter, I am you're kid whether you like it or not." She finishes with a huff and re-crosses her arms.

He had to admit he was impressed. A seven year old, as he know knew her age, was beating him at his own game and using words he figured a kid her age shouldn't know. She would make a good lawyer someday.

Harvey was beat and he knew. She did look like him and most likely was his, although he was still going to double check, but he never lost so he played his final card.

"If you really are my kid and your mom was going to tell me, then where is she?" he asked thinking he'd found his loophole.

"In a six foot deep hole in the middle of Massachusetts" was the reply.

"What" he asked slightly confused and worried.

"She died last week from lung cancer Harvey" the seven year old answered straightly, with only a slight hint of sadness in her voice.

Suddenly Harvey felt sick. He liked to think he didn't really care that Maddie had passed away. He had stopped caring about her a long time ago. But the little girl standing in front of him he did care about. She was seven and had just lost her only parent. No one should have to deal with that, let alone a kid.

"I'm sorry" was the only thing he could think of saying.

She sniffled and looked up at him with a strained face. He could tell she was trying not to cry. "I don't want you to be sorry and I don't want you to forgive her or pity me" she said calmly.

"Then what do you want?" It was a genuine question. He was pretty lost at this point. If she didn't want sympathy than what was he supposed to do for her?

"A place to stay would be a good place to start" she suggested shrugging.

That would make sense. She had come all this way to meet her dad and so far he wasn't being a very good one.

"Right" he said straighten his jacket and checking his watch. Crap, it was already seven eighteen. He was so late.

"Okay I feel like I need to ask more questions but I don't really have time right now because I need to be in court."

He looked around and decided he couldn't leave her things in the hallway so he hurried back to his door unlocked it and threw her stuff in.

"What about me?" she asked.

"You'll just have to come with because I'm not leaving you by yourself. Do you have something to do in your backpack?" he asked rushing down the hallway, the sound of her brown Ugg boots letting him know she was right behind him.

"I have coloring books and my DS" she said as they stepped inside the elevator.

"Good. Did you eat breakfast yet?" he asked and was honestly surprised to find that he was already acting like a parent. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

To his disappointment she shook her head. "They don't serve breakfast on the subway."

The elevator doors opened and he hurried her out onto the street so he could hail a cab. "Is that how you got here, rode the subway by yourself?"

This time she nodded. He mentally groaned. They would be having a serious talk later, but right now he had other things to worry about.

"We'll get you something to eat there" he said helping her into the cab and giving the driver the address. "And we are not done talking about this."

"I know" she sighed.

Well at least he wasn't the only one dreading the talk, because his day just got a whole lot more complicated.