I never really liked the Jenny/Mike pairing. I think they're cute, but I think Rachel/Mike is ADORABLE! I always had a thought: What would happen if those two had done a little more than kiss. I am in LOVE with Suits. I was flipping out during the season finale. Who knows when it starts back up again? I don't own. I guess I should stop babbling and let you read the story. Thanks in advance! Oh, and I will finish my other story, but I lost my rough draft. When I find it I will immediately put it on.

Rachel couldn't believe her eyes. The test was positive. This couldn't be happening. She had a rule, a golden rule, never sleep with associates. Of course the one time she broke that rule, this would happen. She was pregnant.

"No," she said between sobs, "How am I going to tell Mike?"

She threw the test as far away from her, sank to the floor, and cried. She didn't remember when she stopped crying and fell asleep, but as she awoke she saw that it was nearly six o'clock.

"Pull it together," she whispered.

She took a long shower, got dressed, and rode into work. She didn't have to tell anyone anything today.

Rachel couldn't focus. Her mind kept drifting to the baby, her job, and Mike. What if Mike doesn't want kids? Hell, she didn't even want kids... yet. Mike strolled into work ten minutes late, as usual, dropped briefs off at Harvey's, waved to Donna, and was on his way to his cubicle. He stopped when he saw the mountain of paperwork on his desk. Louis. That man was trying to kill Mike. He barely finishes Harvey's work and then add Louis' crap and Mike is overwhelmed with work. Mike just got to work but he was already regretting it. He flew through the first three, but was stumped on how to do the fourth. He wanted to go ask Rachel, but they haven't spoken much since that night.

Flashback

Mike had offered to take Rachel out for drinks. Usually she would have refused, but she just had a hard day and a drink sounded so good. At the bar, Mike and Rachel's one shot, turned to three, then five, and made it to a total of seven. They were smart enough to call a cab back to Mike's apartment. A hug, turned to a kiss, a kiss turned to well... drunk sex.

Present Day

Mike was on his way home but then he realized that he hadn't spoke to Rachel all day. Rachel was in the break room with a bottle of water, briefs in hand, and muffin. Mike decided to stop being childish, he was a grown man. He could talk to woman. He walked up and started spill his guts.

" I know that things have been awkward between us, but I just wanted you to know hat I want us to continue being friends," said Mike.

Mike babbled for another minute until he realized that Rachel had headphones, and didn't hear a word he had said. Rachel looked up to check the time and saw Mike standing there looking confused. She took the headphone sout of her ear and gave him her full attention.

"Were you saying something?" said Rachel"

"Uh, stammered Mike, " Just wanted to say goodbye"

"Oh," she said, " See you Monday"

Mike walked off feeling stupid, but he would try again tommorow, but this time he will make sure she doesn't have headphones in.

The Next Day

Rachel woke up tired because she stayed at work late. She didn't stay because she had more work, she just needed a place to think. She was going to tell him today. It was Saturday, so she could have some alone time and tell Mike the news. Rachel called Mike, she didn't want to talk to him directly, so more than anything she was hoping that she would get the machine. Mike picked up, he sounded like she woke him up even though it was six in the afternoon.

" Hello"

" Hey Mike, dinner in about an hour?'

"Sure"

" Bye"

"Bye"

When they entered the restaurant they were given their menus. Rachel took a deep breath.

"Mike, I have something to tell you"

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