Harvey mentally noted his schedule, but was interrupted by Donna, who hastily entered his office.
"Harvey, it's for you," she said, holding the phone to her chest.
"Not now Donna."
"It's really important," she pressed on.
Harvey looked up at her wide persistent eyes, and then held out his hand. Donna strolled over to his desk and handed him the phone, with a final glance she exited his office.
This better be important.
"Hello, Harvey Specter?"
"Yes," he said simply.
"Hi, this is Dr. Benjamin." Her voice was jittery, and he could tell she sounded nervous." I looked at the some of your blood tests, and my other patients. How do I say this? Mr. Specter they were a match."
Harvey abruptly leaned at the front of his desk, eyes the size of dinner plates. What does she mean they were a match? Who was he related to?
Dr. Benjamin cleared her throat and continued. "We have already informed him, and due to his young age he is to come and live with you. In fact, he's on his way right now and should be at the airport very soon. Mr. Specter, Stiles Stillinski is your biological son."
Harvey dropped the phone, eyes and mouth wide and open, still trying to process all that the doctor had said. He had a son. No, this can't be. He Harvey Specter, the best closer in the city, heck probably in all of New York was a father? Oh hell, he was in for a ride.
"Donna, cancel all my meetings!" Harvey called, and headed for the door.
Donna sat confused and her eyes followed Harvey, as he paced down the hall. "Where are you going?" She called after him.
"The airport!" he shouted back, and disappeared from her view.
I've always thought of Stiles as Harvey's son. Forgive me, I know it is short, but I want to see what you guys think. As always review- it's the only way I'll know.
Thank you ALL for reading!
