Mike and Harvey walked outside to a gloomy sky and a heavy feeling in the air. They headed for Ray's car off to a court case when Mike received a call. He put the receiver to his ear curious to who would be calling him at this time of day.

"Hello?" he paused as Harvey got into the car with out hesitation.

"Hello, is this Michael Ross?" a secretarial voice sounded out of the phone.

"Yes, it is." Mike's stomach twisted uncomfortably. He heard the window to Ray's car roll down and Harvey call out to him. He ignored him as he waited for the mysterious woman to continue.

"I'm sorry to inform you that you're grandmother had a stroke approximately six this morning" she told him robotically. Mike started walking around the car to the other side as he noticed Harvey eyeing him questioningly. Every step was painful as a deep shock radiated from his core.

"Is she alright?" he let out a strangled whisper, putting a hand on the door handle.

"She's currently sleeping and has now been put on an IV but other than that the doctor's expect her to recover as much as she possibly can." Mike blew out a long breath he realized he had been holding since the call started. He rubbed his face in a mixture of frustration and relief while opening the door.

"Thank you, I'll be by later to visit" he shut the phone as he slid into the car, not letting the woman respond. To Mike, that phone call felt like it lasted thirty minutes when in reality it was only a couple of seconds. Harvey stared at him for a long moment, scrutinizing his expression. He turned to Ray, spoke a few words, and then set his gaze back on Mike as the car began to move.

"Who was that?" Harvey asked him. Mike sighed again and figured Harvey was probably thinking of the worst possible case scenario that would most likely involve Trevor.

"It wasn't Trevor, if that's what you're asking." Mike supplied, trying to distract him.

"You didn't answer my question."

"Technically, I answered."

"You're deflecting."

"So?" Mike raised his eyebrow with attitude towards Harvey before looking out the car window. There was a silence that was still like the eye of a hurricane and Mike knew that period of peace was soon to be interrupted by the chaos of Harvey's anger.

"Why the attitude? I simply asked who you were speaking to on the phone with" Mike had heard this tone before, he was mad.

"You ask who I'm talking to every time I end a phone call with someone."

"That's because when ever you answer that damn phone of yours it somehow distracts you from the case at hand. And as you so conveniently brought up, the ordeal with Trevor is evidence of that. He called you and you simply left in the middle of trial!" Harvey was yelling and at this point Ray was gone behind the separator used when Harvey wanted privacy.

"Well, sorry if the lives of people I care about are more important than a simple fender bender!"

"I would think as my associate you'd remember that a simple law suit against a driver wasn't what was at stake."

"The value of money and the value of life are two things that don't need to be stacked against each other, Harvey. There's no question, life over money. Period."

"Please, those guys didn't even do anything to him."

"They could have at any time they wanted and you know that. Why else would you go in there yourself and save him?"

"Because whether I like it or not he's the person you consider to be your best friend and I'm your boss. I have a certain duty Mike, and that is partly to save your ass when there's no other options for you."

"I didn't ask you to!" Mike yelled loudly and instantly regretted it. Harvey's expression turned to stone and the car stopped with a screech. The separator disappeared slowly back into it's compartment mechanically. "Harvey, I-"

"Out." Mike's head snapped up in surprise.

"What?"

"Get out of the car right now Michael." Mike shivered at the use of his full name in such a cold manner.

"What about the case?" Mike asked desperately.

"You don't necessarily need to be there, after all you're just an associate." Harvey glared at him icily. Mike was at a loss for words and his body seemed immobile. "Out." Harvey pulled out his phone and began clicking through it with irritated movements. Mike stared at him in disbelief and then sighed with exasperation.

"Whatever" he whispered as he got out. The car door slammed and shook the car into silence. Harvey sighed and watched the young man walk away in an anger filled stride. He saw Ray look at him in the mirror and shake his head.

"Really, Harvey?" they drove off leaving the young associate to fend for himself to find other means of transportation. What Harvey Specter didn't know at that moment was that was the last time he would see Michael Ross that day and tomorrow he would find him where he least expected him to be.

continue? reviews are welcome as always. a lot of people have been writing fics about Mike's grandmother dying or becoming sick and felt like doing one of my own so I hope you're enjoying it so far!