Suits is not mine. And, sorry about the title, I couldn't think of anything else. Oh, and I realize she wouldn't have been able to get through Security without an appointment, but it didn't work for the story. Suspension of Disbelief is a wonderful thing.
The first time Harvey Specter saw her, he had just arrived at work and was standing at the curb talking to his driver, Ray. As he stood there, something behind Ray drew his gaze and his eyes went right to her. She was about 40 feet away, walking into his office building, and she was beautiful. But, there was more to it than that, something about her was pulling at Harvey, like a magnet. He had no idea why, but he knew he had to find out who she was.
Samantha Donovan was a beautiful woman. She had long, wavy hair the color of melted chocolate, emerald green eyes that could see right into your soul, and she was voluptuous, all the right curves in all the right places. But, the thing that made her the most attractive was the fact that she had absolutely no idea just how gorgeous she was. She was confident and capable, but completely unaware of her beauty.
She was so excited to see him that she'd gone to Pearson Hardman right from the airport. As she stepped into the elevator, she had the strange feeling that someone was staring at her. When the doors closed, she shook off the feeling and chalked it up to having been away from the city for too long.
She reached her floor and headed to the Receptionist's Desk, "may I help you," the seated woman asked politely.
"I'm here to see Mike Ross," Sam said with a bright smile.
"Do you have an appointment?"
"No, but I was hoping I could talk you into doing me a little favor," the younger woman said earnestly.
The Receptionist narrowed her eyes a bit, "what kind of 'favor,' exactly?" This young woman didn't seem like the normal high-end clients the firm attracted. She was dressed nicely - in a periwinkle button-down top, a drapey navy blue cardigan, dark wash jeans, and boots – but, a little casual for their usual clientele.
"No, no, no, I promise it's nothing bad," she said, smiling again. Her smile was sincere and eased the receptionist's mind a bit. "I was just hoping that you might help me surprise him," she said hopefully.
"I'm sorry, I'm not sure what you mean. Surprise him how?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm just excited to see him and I'm not explaining myself very well." She took a deep breath before she continued, making the woman on the other side of the desk turn the corners of her mouth up a little, "Mike is my brother. I just got back into town and he thinks that I'm not supposed to be here until next week."
"Ah, I see. Well, in that case," she said leaning forward conspiratorially, "go down this hall, turn right, and his desk will be half way down on your left."
Oh, she wanted to hug the other woman, but she settled for grasping her hand tightly, "thank you, thank you so much…"
"Rebecca," she smiled easily.
"Thank you so much, Rebecca," she said in a rush, squeezing her hand. Then she turned to head down the hallway she had pointed to.
She stepped around the corner looking to her left, and could see Mike at his desk, head down, with his ear buds in, obviously reading something on his desk. She saw him reach for another Red Bull and decided he needed a break. She sneakily wound her way past the other Associates and their desks to slip up right behind Mike. Just as he reached for the can of Red Bull without looking up, she slipped her hands over his eyes. "What the hell? Who?" He was trying to get out of her grasp, but she held tight. "Нет, нет, вы должны угадать," ["no, no, you must guess"] she said softly.
A huge grin spread across Mike's face, there was only one person he knew that would speak Russian to him. He responded, "Это моя прекрасная Сэм!" ["It's my beautiful Sam!"] With that, he jumped up and hugged her, both of them laughing. "What are you doing here? You weren't supposed to get in until next week! Why didn't you call me?" Mike couldn't believe that Sam was here! He'd missed her so much, but a sliver of worry worked through him. He hadn't really told her much about what was going on, just that he finally had a good job that could pay for his grandmother's care. He thought he knew what she would say, but they'd deal with that later. And, if he had his way, she'd never know about Trevor, she would totally hunt him down and castrate him!
"I just wanted to surprise you. I hope it's okay that I came by your office," she replied, still beaming over the fact that her plan had worked.
"No, it's fine. I'm just so glad to see you!" He squeezed her tight again. At that moment Kyle decided to stick his nose in the situation.
"Ross, don't tell me that beautiful woman wants anything to do with you," he said snidely.
"She's my sister, dude. Shut up."
"Well, if that's the case," Kyle said, straightening his tie and trying unsuccessfully to switch from douchebag mode to charmer, "maybe she'd be interested in dating the lawyer who kicked your ass in the Mock Trial."
Sam looked from Mike to Kyle and back, "oh, this is him?" Mike nodded, knowing that Sam was going to enjoy handling this all on her own. She looked back at Kyle with the sultriest smile she could, "I'm sorry, but, I don't date boys that have to overcompensate for what they lack," her eyes drifted down to his groin, then back up, "by selling out a coworker who they are clearly threatened by."
Mike smirked quietly as the color drained from Kyle's face before he could turn and skulk away.
"You are so awesome, I love you," Mike said as he hugged her again. Sam just smiled, quite pleased with herself, that guy was a complete tool!
"Ok, so have you found a place yet?"
"Not yet, but I'm going to stay with Melissa until I find something."
Mike frowned a little, "Melissa, your friend from school? Why don't you stay with me?"
"Are you still living in that hole you call an apartment," Sam asked, already knowing the answer.
"It's not that bad."
Sam just rolled her eyes, "I think you just answered your own question, don't you? I love you, but I am not staying with you."
"Fine," he sighed. Sam thought she might have detected a little bit of a pout.
Just then Mike's cell rang. He looked at the display, "shoot. I have to take this it's my boss, Harvey. Hang on a sec." He pressed the button in answer, "yeah, Harvey, what's up?"
"Are you finished with the due diligence for the Reynolds deal yet? I need it. Actually, I needed it an hour ago. Oh, and we need to start on the contracts for the Thompson IPO."
"Yes, it's done, but I'm kind of in the middle of something. Can you give me one minute?" Sam was shaking her head, telling Mike to go ahead and do what he needed to. From what little Mike had told her, his boss sounded like a real hard-ass.
"Look, you do what I say, when I say it. Do we need to have that conversation again," Harvey railed.
"No. I'll be right there" he sighed as he hung up the phone. "I'm sorry, I really need to get some paperwork to him."
"No, no, go ahead. I didn't mean to interrupt your day."
"Hey, why don't you come with me, I'll introduce you to Donna. She's awesome! She's knows people everywhere, maybe she'll have an idea about an apartment or a job."
"It's ok, Mike, I don't want to get you into any trouble or anything," Sam said, turning to head back out.
He grabbed her hand quickly, "no, Donna's cool. She's a lot like you, actually, she lives to give me crap. Just don't expect me to introduce you to Harvey. He's pretty self-absorbed and a complete workaholic." Leaning closer, he whispered, "and, he sounds like he's in a mood today."
She laughed, "aw, come on, Mike. You know that's my favorite kind of person!"
Mike smiled and hugged her again. "I've really missed you."
Harvey had only caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman as she got in an elevator and for some reason that he didn't really want to think about, it was bothering him. He was now sitting in his office, staring blankly at his newspaper, his mind whirring. Why the hell could he not get her out of his head? She was undoubtedly beautiful, but not the model-type he usually went for. What was it about her that had practically burned her image into his brain?
Trying to shake his thoughts, he had called Mike to bring him the paperwork for the Reynolds acquisition. The kid had actually tried to stall him? Who the hell did he think he was? He knew better than that. He was checking his watch for the third time, when he felt that strange pull again. Something, well someone, was drawing his attention. He looked up to see her standing at Donna's desk! With Mike!
Two thoughts flashed briefly through his mind. The first being, he couldn't believe his dumb luck that not only had he found her again, but she was standing right outside his office. The second was, what the hell was she doing with the kid?
Mike chose that moment to come into his office, so Harvey tried to push his thoughts aside. "Here's the paperwork on Reynolds." He dropped it onto Harvey's desk.
"You sure took your time," Harvey snapped. His eyes inadvertently darted back to Donna's desk. She was still there talking with Donna.
"… be sending over the financials later today."
'Shit,' thought Harvey, he'd completely missed what the kid had said. He chose to answer with a noncommittal, "fine." Then, glancing back at Donna's desk, "who's your friend?"
"Uh," Mike really didn't want to do this with the mood Harvey was in, "well…"
"She what kept you from getting the files to me when I needed them?"
Mike sighed, clearly Harvey wasn't going to let this go, so he resigned himself to answering Harvey's questions. "That's my little sis, Sam. She just got back to the city and she stopped in to surprise me. I'm sorry, I didn't know she was coming."
"You never mentioned you had a sister," Harvey was sure he'd have remembered that. And, how in God's name did the kid have a sister that looked like that? Seeing her from this distance, she was even more gorgeous than he'd first thought.
"Uh, well, see, technically speaking, or I guess, biologically speaking, she's my cousin, but we grew up together and have always been really close, so I think of her as my sister."
"I see," Harvey said with a nod. "What's she talking to Donna about?" Harvey really hoped he was coming off as his usually cool self, because he sure wasn't feeling that way.
Mike was slightly confused about why Harvey was asking so many questions about Sam, but figured it was better to just answer than provoke him with the mood he was in. "Oh. Well, like I said, she just moved back to town, and she's got a degree in Elementary Education, and I was hoping, with all of her connections, that maybe Donna might know of a job or apartment for her."
Harvey nodded again, staring blankly at the papers Mike had brought him. "Did you need anything else," Mike queried.
"What? You can introduce her to Donna, but not to me?" Harvey got up and strode over to the door leaving Mike to follow with a belated, "uh, sure, okay." Harvey was giving him a headache today.
As the two men walked up to Donna's desk, she and Sam had their heads together and were laughing conspiratorially. Mike did not like the looks of this at all, he knew this was not going to bode well for him. Mike reached Sam's side and Donna looked up at him, "well, hello there… Dorothy," which prompted another round of giggles and loud groan from Mike.
He looked at his watch, then at Sam, "really? You've been here like 30 minutes, and you're already telling stories? Stop it."
"I told you he hates it," Sam said leaning over to Donna and both of them just grinned.
"Anyway," Mike said annoyed, "Sam, Harvey wanted to meet you." Donna's head snapped up, had she heard Mike right? "Samantha Donovan, this is my boss, Harvey Specter. Harvey, this is my little sister, Sam."
She elbowed him hard before reaching her hand out to Harvey, "seriously, Mike? When are you gonna drop the 'little'? I'm only 8 months younger than you!"
Harvey smirked as he took her outstretched hand in his, "pleasure to meet you, Sam." He loved how she put the kid in his place.
"And you, Mr. Specter," she returned. He was pretty much what she'd expected from what Mike had told her about him – very well dressed, slick, and suave. But, what Mike didn't tell her was how incredibly handsome he was. She made a snap judgment that he was probably the kind that only dated supermodels. She sighed inwardly, 'too bad he's probably a pompous, arrogant ass.'
For his part, Harvey couldn't get over the sparkling green eyes that held his attention. There was a wisdom there that surprised him. "So, Mike says that you're just moving back to the city?"
"Yes. I came straight here from the airport to surprise Mike. He thought I wasn't coming in until next week." At this, Mike slipped his arm around her shoulders and squeezed, then kissed her on the forehead.
"Best. Surprise. Ever.," he stated with a huge grin.
"Anyway, I've taken up enough of your time. I'm sure you have plenty for Mike to do." Looking up at Mike she asked, "do you think you might get a lunch today?"
"Uh…" he glanced at Harvey.
"Why not? I mean it is your first day back," Harvey replied.
"Really?" Mike couldn't believe he'd heard Harvey right. What was with him today? First he bites his head off and now he's letting him take a lunch?
"Sure. I'll tell you what, why don't you take my reservation at Aureole?" Both Mike and Donna's eyebrows shot up at that one. "Better yet, why don't we all go? My treat."
That was just too much, Donna and Mike both blurted, "WHAT?" at the same time. Harvey had been trying to find a subtle way to work his way into spending some time with Sam, but apparently he wasn't nearly subtle enough. 'Damn, she's really throwing me off my game,' he thought shooting a glare at Donna.
Sam was slightly startled by Mike and Donna's response, but she also felt like she was being played. For some reason, she had the very strong feeling that Mike's boss was trying to impress her. What she didn't know was why, what she did know was throwing money and fancy restaurants at her, was not the way to do it. Before Mike could say anything, she simply said, "thank you, Mr. Specter, but that's not really my kind of place." And before Harvey could reply, she turned to Mike, "meet me at Island's at 1?"
Mike's head was spinning, what the hell was going on? "Uh, yeah, sounds good."
She turned to Donna and smiled brightly, "thanks so much for the suggestions, I really appreciate it!"
"No problem, let me know how it goes."
"I will. See you at 1:00, Mike." With that, Sam turned and headed back towards the elevators.
Donna and Mike were both staring at Harvey in shock. He'd noticed, but tried to ignore it and walked back into his office. "What the," Mike started to ask Donna, to which she replied, "no idea, but you can bet that I'm sure as hell gonna find out!"
Author's Note: Please let me know what you think of this, if I should even continue. The end came to me first and going back and writing this beginning was quite a challenge. Anyway, cookies for reviews.