Hey fangirls and fanboys everywhere. This is my first suits-published fic, I really hope you enjoy it. It's an AU where Mike is around 12 and arvey 30, I know the ages and timings may not fit, but hey! it's a fic, so let's just enjoy it.

"Got a new case for you Harvey" – Jessica said, walking inside his office, throwing an envelope onto his desk and walking away – "pro-bono" –she said turning from the door – "you better win this Harvey".

If there was something Harvey Specter hated, was pro-bono work. Well, is not that he hated it or that he complained about working for free as he would tell anyone who asked, he just… could barely handle it. Usually these cases involved old people who were looking just for a way to live the rest of their years in peace but couldn't afford that or poor people who had been crushed by those who have had more luck in live or families who have more children than they can feed and he couldn't just deal with children, not that he particular didn't like them, actually, they could be quite funny sometimes, what he didn't like is hoe they make him behave, all protective and caring, like he used to be when he had to take care of his little brother, and the great-hardass Harvey Specter could not let the world see that side of himself, so he would only take care of those cases where only adults were involved. And Jessica knew that, that's why she had given Harvey this case as a payback for last weeks "incident" regarding to some silly prank and the copier , with a smile still on his face he opened up his new case, not expecting at all what was inside –"you've got to be kidding me"-.

Harvey arrived to the address he's be given. It was an apartment complex in an old neighborhood in the suburbs, not what he quite expected.

Getting his head around the fact that there was no way back; he walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.

-Mrs. Ross, I'm Harvey Specter – he introduced himself when an old warm looking lady opened the door – I'm your attorney.

"Oh! Hello there Mr. Specter, of course, of course" – she said as if remembering right at that moment that she was expecting him – "I was expecting you, please come on in".

Harvey entered the small apartment, feeling a lot out of place. He thought that he should be wearing jeans and a knitted pull-over, instead of his $2000 dollars suit. The place had this warm atmosphere on it, this homey environment, and that smell! "Was it cookies?" Harvey could not remember the last time he smelled something so delicious, and before he could think about it, his mouth asked –"Mrs. Ross, are those cookies I smell?"- That was so not him, to ask those kinds of questions.

"Yes, indeed they are. - I'm baking some for my grandson, he should be home soon from school, and the poor thing has been through a lot these last couple of weeks, I just want to make him have a little bit of happiness".

-I understand, and I'm here to help. So please, tell me your problem.

Mrs. Ross asked him to sit and immediately started to tell him a story –" My son and my daughter in law died in a car accident almost two years ago, my grandson, Mike, has been living with me since. He is a great kid, never gives any trouble, and he is brilliant, is not just me saying it, he really is- As you may already know, my husband passed away a few months ago as well, it's been so hard on my boy, with so many deaths in such a short time, anyway, we were doing fine, a little bit tight economically, but fine. But now, they want to take my husband's pension away from us, because they say there a few months missing that he should have worked to be able to retire. I don't know what to do and on top of that, child services already came, they don't think I'm a fit guardian for Michael, and now with economic problem, they threatened me to take him away to foster care".

"I give you my word Mrs. Ross,

"Please call me Edith,"-Mrs. Ross interrupted

"I give you my word Edith that everything will be okay, nothing is going to happen to your grandson" Harvey promised

"Thank you Mr. Specter, you have no idea how much that means to me. Michael has been through a lot in this last years, his parents always took care that he kept his innocence as long as possible, but with all that went on, he had to grow up so fast in just a couple of months –I don't want to put him through something else".

"And you won't Edith, I… " – but he was never able to finish that sentence, because at that exact moment a mop of blond hair came running around the corner, blabbing about something that went on that day.

"Oh," He said once he saw that his grandmother had company "hi"

"Michael, darling, this is Mr. Specter" –Edith explained

"Are you with child services? " –The kid asked

"Hi Michael, no, I'm not from child services, I'm a lawyer" –Harvey explained; offering his hand as introduction which still not too convinced Mike took.

"Hoe you get here, honey?" –Edith asked, trying to make conversation. It was obvious that Harvey was not used being around children.

"Trevor's mom gave me a ride. - So, if you are a lawyer" – Mike asked Harvey –"have you sent someone to jail?

Taken aback, Harvey tried to find a child-appropriated-answer. "Hell, two minutes with the kid and he already didn't know how to behave"- "Only the bad ones" –He finally answered, thinking that it was an answer that wouldn't freak out a kid, "Hopefully".

And apparently it was the right one, because the smile on the child's face was priceless. At that moment, Harvey understood what it felt like to have someone to trust you and rely completely on you. With only two minutes of knowing each other, he knew that he could not let this kid down. And that… freaked him out.