I own nothing. There aren't many Harvey fictions so I figured why not write one. Please read, enjoy, and review it would really mean a lot.

Chapter 1

"Good old Gotham city," I remember thinking. I didn't know it would be anything, but my usual day. My life was boring, I went to work, I ate lunch if time allowed, and I went home again. But on that day it was different. For on that day I met him. He was like no one I had ever met, some might think him crass even vulgar, but I liked him from the beginning. For when I met him I changed, I became different, stronger in so many ways, and I found I was no longer happy with that routine. After I met him all I wanted was to live my life, with him, and as it turned out love. To love and be loved in return. The day we met was a regular day in Gotham city, it was lightly raining, a gray covering of clouds hung in the sky, and it was almost beautiful. I was following my routine religiously; I was hurrying for a quick lunch before returning to work. I was in such a hurry that I wasn't watching where I was going, but I'm happy about that now. That was how I met Harvey Bullock, he was having lunch at a food truck, and I crashed into him. Our bodies collided and as it turned out so did much more.

His lunch ended up covering the both of us and when I looked at him at first I know he was angry even if he denies it. The look on his face spoke volumes, but when our eyes locked I saw his anger fall away. He looked at me and I felt something that even now I can't explain.

"I'm so, so sorry," I said giving him a meek smile. As our eyes stayed locked together a silence fell and suddenly we were both smiling.

"Don't worry about it, nothing's broken," laughed Harvey our hands touching as he pressed a bundle of napkins into my hands. When he did I swear to god I felt a shock, a spark of something.

"No, you have to let me make it up to you somehow. This is all my fault…at least…let me buy you lunch," I stammered feeling slightly nervous by the feelings this man produced in me. Never in my life had anyone had such an affect. I had dated a few guys and even they hadn't stirred such a feeling. Why was I feeling such a thing with him, this man, a complete stranger?

"Ok, I'll take you up on that, but only if you join me," whispered Harvey seeming to be very unsure of himself as he spoke. I wasn't so sure I should. I had just met this man and having lunch with random strangers wasn't the wisest idea especially in Gotham. But there was still something about this man. When I looked into his eyes I trusted him. I don't know why, but I did. So, before I knew it I found myself agreeing letting him lead me along as he ordered lunch for the both of us. And wouldn't you know he ended up paying even after everything that had happened. We ended up sitting on a bench in silence because neither one of us knew what to say.

At first the silence was of the awkward kind. We didn't speak a word to each other; we didn't even look at each other for the longest time. We were strangers to each other not even telling our names, but then finally our eyes met. One of us had to break the tension and of course it was him.

"So, you got a name," said Harvey giving me a smile.

"Yes," I whispered unable to look away from him. He smiled wider when I still didn't tell him my name and our staring continued. I didn't even realize what I had done, it just hit me suddenly, and before I could stop myself I burst into a fit of laughter. I couldn't believe what I had done. Harvey laughed with me for the longest time, but even that stopped when our hands touched. And I felt it again, that spark, and it put a stop to our laughter. Suddenly we were just staring again.

"Lillian Montgomery," I said finally setting my food aside to shake his hand.

"Harvey Bullock, Detective Harvey Bullock," said Harvey in return that spark appearing again when he shook my hand.

"Detective huh, wow, I feel safer already," I smiled sipping from my milkshake. That made him laugh and it was that line that finally got the conversation moving, at least for a short time.

"What is it you do?" said Harvey watching me closely.

"What do I do?" I repeated wishing more than anything that he hadn't asked that. All it did was remind me that my life was nothing. That I was nothing.

"Yeah, what do you do, ya know, like as in for work?" said Harvey jokingly.

"I'm just a secretary," I whispered with a sigh my demeanor making it clear how unhappy I really was. He made me look at him suddenly, I think he saw my sadness, and I think he wanted to make it better. His eyes were sincere and even before he said a word I wanted to smile at him again. I felt a connection to him.

"So, what you're saying is you do all the work for some corporate asshat, but he gets all the credit," said Harvey bringing my smile back to life. That was exactly what he wanted because he smiled too. He continued to stare at me then and nothing else mattered in that moment. It was just him and me.

Our eyes left each other when a ringing filled the air. At first neither of us noticed it, but the more incessant it became the harder it became to ignore. I wanted to ignore it and I knew he did too, but I couldn't. For that ringing was coming from my phone and I knew the voice on the other end would be my boss.

"Excuse me," I whispered quickly digging my phone from my purse before moving away so he wouldn't hear the call. The second I answered the phone I heard Mr. Knowles voice on the other end screaming at me as usual. The call stressed me out immediately as he yelled at me for not being back at the office yet. I knew as I finally hung up that my lunch with the detective was over. And I really didn't want it to be.

Despite just meeting him, I really liked Harvey; I wanted to get to know him more. As I walked back to where he sat waiting for me I felt sadness wash over me because part of me wondered if I would ever see him again after this.

"I have to go. That was my boss, my lunch break ended 10 minutes ago, and if I don't get back to the office I'm out of a job," I sighed throwing away what remained of my lunch avoiding eye contact with him now.

"What a shame I was just getting to know ya," whispered Harvey throwing away his lunch to before coming to stand with me. Again we just stared at each other, not a word was spoken, and suddenly he gave me a tiny smile. It was a smile I had to return; I didn't have a choice.

"Could I see you again?" I asked before I could stop myself. I don't think he was expecting me to say such a thing. But still he smiled and before I knew it he was pressing a business card into my palm.

"I'd like that. Here's my card…um…give me a call or come by the station. I'm always there," whispered Harvey holding onto my hand longer than expected. And there it was that spark again, that feeling I can't explain. No matter how hard I tried to explain it I couldn't. All I knew was that I was drawn to him. I was drawn to her in a way I had never been before. And I just didn't know why.

"So, you gonna be asking me on a date when that call comes?" said Harvey with a hint of a smile.

"For a date," I said practically blurting it out. Harvey smiled a full smile then as he finally let go of my hand.

"Then it's a date I'll be excepting then Ms. Montgomery," whispered Harvey watching as I began to walk away.

"I'll be calling you then Detective Harvey Bullock. You just make sure you answer," I smiled giving him a final wave before turning away. I couldn't stop thinking about him for the rest of the day. I kept wanting to pick up the phone and call him, but I never knew what to say. I had never asked a guy out before; I don't know what gave me the courage to ask him. All I knew was I wanted to see him again; I had to find out why he made me feel the way he did. And then the worst thing happened; I lost the business card he gave me.

I was convinced I would never see him again after that. Weeks passed since we met and suddenly I found myself standing outside the police station. He had said he was a detective that I could find him there any time, but I just stood there. What if he didn't remember me? What if he had changed his mind? What if it was all a joke and he laughed me off? I was so scared, but still somehow I gained the courage walk step by step forward into the building.

I asked the cop at the front desk where to find the detective and she pointed me to a bunch of desks. I spotted him instantly, his fedora was hard to miss, and taking a breath I walked towards where he was. I came up behind him as he sat at his desk.

"Detective Bullock," I whispered making him look at me almost instantly. From the way that he acted I got the impression that he was happy to see me, but I could have been wrong. It could have just been wishful thinking.

"Ms. Montgomery," said Harvey smiling. I couldn't help it, I smiled too. I was just so relieved that he remembered me.

"Sorry I didn't call, but I kind of lost that card you gave me. That and…well I wasn't so sure if you'd still want to," I stammered my nerves getting the better of me.

"I'm still interested," said Harvey almost instantly making me feel a little bit better. I watched as he put his jacket on in a hurry and suddenly my hand was in his. He led me out of the station then and I couldn't quite believe it.

That was our first date. I had never felt so at ease with anyone in my life. We talked about everything, we laughed, and smiled. After that Harvey Bullock became my guy and I was his girl. But it was love, though neither of us admitted it, it was love. Love is never easy, it is so hard. Especially if your boyfriend is Harvey Bullock.