Disclaimer: Do not own Suits. If I did Mike and Harvey would so be a couple…

A/N: Thank you all for your reviews.

GlambertSami13 – I know what you mean, I hate waiting for chapters. Quite often when I'm waiting for a next chapter of a story I read a lot of other stories and by the time the chapter comes along I don't remember what the story was about. Also, I hate it when good stories remain unfinished.

Holly – The plot is not particularly original, I'll admit that. Anyway, for me there's never enough of this type of plot and I can read it in all amounts.

Hope you enjoy.

Tuesday

It was way too early as Mike entered Pearson Hardman. Having resolved not to think about yesterday evening, he was glad when Rachel offered a perfect distraction.

"I need you to help me with Louis" she said as soon as he opened his mouth to greet her.

"What is it with you and Louis?" He inquired. "What's going on?"

"Someone broke into my apartment last night, and Louis's car was there and Harvey and Donna said it's probably not him and they don't want anything to do with that," she ranted and paused to take a breath, "and someone stole my lingerie" she added so quietly that he almost didn't hear her.

"Oh, okay." He stated, not knowing what else to say.

"Seriously, Mike? 'Okay' is not going to cut it. I need to know whether it was Louis who broke in or not."

"And I get that," he assured her, "but what do you want me to do?"

"I don't know," she sighed, "I guess stalking him is really not an option, but I don't think talking to him is going to help either, anyway, I tried that already and I didn't get much apart from denial."

"Did you expect he would admit it?" Mike snorted. "No way. He would lie to you even with his own signed confession in front of him." He looked at her seriously. "But I'll think about it, now I need to go before I'm late and Harvey fires my ass."

"I think there's something else in his mind entirely when it comes to your ass, Mike!" she laughed and turned around. "You will tell me about your date later!"

"Wait!" he shouted after her disappearing back, but she didn't. "I wasn't with Harvey yesterday," he muttered under his nose and was interrupted by a quiet cough behind him.

God, no, he thought as he turned around to face his boss.

"Sure you weren't with me," Harvey said with a fake smile that seemed a little feral, "you were with Jessica, and I would very much like to know how that happened."

Mike's mouth made a little 'o' and he stood there for a moment feeling totally stupid and embarrassed, and, above all, angry, because it wasn't his idea in the first place, and why the hell did he have to suffer for other people's sins?

"I-I-" Mike stuttered and eventually, gave up. "Just talk to Jessica, please. She can answer your questions."

Harvey studied him for a moment. "I'm asking you. She probably told you to send me to her, didn't she?" He looked at Mike and saw the confirmation on his face. "Doesn't matter, don't answer that."

Mike had the strangest feeling that he disappointed Harvey. If there was one thing he didn't like to do, it was to disappoint him.

"What is going on, Mike?" Harvey asked softly.

"Nothing's going on, just talk to Jessica." He repeated stubbornly, not really knowing what to say. It was better to stick to one version than to admit that he really didn't know anything.

"I thought we were being honest with each other," Harvey said and there was that strange pain in Mike's heart again, almost as if he was being stabbed, "I guess I was wrong." He turned around and started walking away.

"Wait!" Mike shouted after him feeling a strange sense of déjà vu. This time, however, he managed to get Harvey's attention. He caught up with Harvey and grasped his shoulder tightly, staring right into these warm brown eyes. "I didn't mean to disappoint you, I just-, it was all Jessica's idea and I really don't know what it was about…"

"I thought as much," Harvey admitted, "but when I saw you two yesterday…"

"Yeah," Mike said and then realized what he just heard, "wait, what? What do you mean 'saw'? You were there?"

A sudden idea came to his mind, an idea that was dark and terrifying, but whichever way he looked at his memories the puzzles fit in only one way. He suddenly felt sick. There was only one explanation.

Jessica knew Harvey was going to be there.

And if she knew, it meant that she wanted to make Harvey jealous.

Jessica was in love with Harvey.

Harvey looked at Mike and the myriad of expressions fighting for dominance on his face. There was shock, realization, surprise, horror and then disgust and before he managed to utter a word Mike turned on his heel and took off for the men's room.

There was nothing more Harvey wanted than to find him and make him talk, but it was evident that Mike needed some time to himself, so he decided to interrogate Jessica instead.

He took the stairs instead of the elevator, hoping that the walk would help him clear his head, but it didn't help much. He had questions and making Jessica talk was not the easiest thing to do. She was almost as stubborn as him.

Mike looked at his image in the mirror and suddenly wanted to puke. He felt disgusted with himself. He agreed to be Jessica's puppet. He thought she wanted to manipulate a client or himself, he never imagined manipulating Harvey. There were certain lines he was not willing to cross and he felt betrayed that he was forced to do just that.

Harvey was his boss. He owed him much more than he would ever be able to thank him for or repay. And if there was one thing Mike respected, it was loyalty. And he knew Harvey felt the same. So was it betrayal? Deceiving Harvey? Lying to him? Subconsciously, but lying nonetheless?

For a moment Mike thought he was going to have a panic attack. His hands were soaked with sweat and shaking, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest.

He needed to make this right. He didn't want to betray Jessica's trust, but right now he was angry at her, and Harvey was more important. Right now, Harvey was the most important.

He splashed some water on his face and washed his hands. He would fix it.

To be honest, Jessica expected Harvey in her office an hour ago. Early on she decided to stall as long as possible to preserve her plan. He was not ready yet, that much she was sure of. She would have to come up with an explanation that would keep him satisfied for a while. It would have to be believable or at least physically possible.

When Harvey finally showed up, she was mentally prepared for a confrontation. He walked in, his posture confident as usual, but knowing him as well as she did she could see the slight tension in his shoulders and the unspoken questions in his eyes.

"Jessica." He greeted her quietly and made himself comfortable in the chair across her desk. He didn't ask any questions. Then again, he didn't have to. He stared at her for a long while and although she was used to their staring contests and usually could take him on, this time there was something in his eyes – a dangerous glint – and that was when she realized that if that whole situation was to go wrong it would blow right in her face, hurting a lot of people in the process. She did start playing with something – or, rather, someone – that was never hers to play with. Yes, technically, she was Harvey's boss and by extension Mike's as well, but she knew that for Mike there was only Harvey, his loyalty belonged to Harvey above anyone else, probably including Mike himself.

She coughed quietly, just to break this terrible silence. Putting on a smile that both she and Harvey knew was fake, she sat down and looked at him seriously.

"That's not what you think," she explained.

"I don't know what to think," he corrected.

Jessica smiled inwardly. If this goes well I will demand an Oscar.

"I wasn't trying to manipulate him," she assured him.

"You could've fooled me," he answered sarcastically.

She took a deep breath, hoping it will come out as her preparing to tell him the big news rather than a big lie.

"I really like him," she said simply "he's intelligent, funny, handsome…"

"And almost half your age," he interrupted not really caring that Mike was, in fact, far from being half Jessica's age "and your employee."

"He's your employee before he's mine, Harvey," Jessica began and as Harvey opened his mouth as if to deny that she held up her hand to stop him, "we both know it's true." Buy it, please, Harvey, for your own good, buy it. "Besides, there are no rules against inter-office relationships."

Harvey looked at her stunned. "Oh, so it's a relationship now," his words were dripping with venom, "I guess congratulations are in order. Too bad Mike doesn't see it this way."

She sighed. So he did talk to Mike. How much did Mike tell him? How far could she go without being exposed?

"It's not a relationship, Harvey," she protested, "not yet."

She watched him trying to compose himself and failing. Did he realize that his mask was not as thick as it used to be? Did he notice how much Mike has changed him already?

She looked at him harshly. "My advances are not unwelcome, otherwise he would've said no when I asked him."

"So it was you who asked him?"

"Of course I did. I wouldn't have found out otherwise."

"Found out what, exactly?"

"Why, whether he is gay or not, obviously."

"Wha-" Harvey stuttered, "what made you think he's gay?"

"He's not," she answered and Harvey suddenly felt a pang of disappointment although he didn't really have time to analyze his feelings. "He's bisexual," she added.

Waiting for Harvey was a torture and once again Mike cursed his brain for dealing with the work assigned to him so quickly. He wanted a distraction. No, he needed a distraction. Badly. Harvey was probably already in Jessica's office, seeing as he couldn't find him anywhere. One part of him hoped that Jessica would just tell him the truth but the other part of him found the idea of both his bosses together strangely hurtful. Sure, they were successful, confident, beautiful, but Harvey… well, Jessica didn't deserve him. Personally, he didn't know anyone who did. Harvey was amazing and hot as hell and the thought of him returning Jessica's feelings was… unpleasant to say the least.

Not wanting to dwell on his sudden admiration towards his boss, Mike turned on his heel and headed for Louis's office. He decided to try the impossible. It has worked for him before.

Going in without knocking, he looked at the older lawyer intently. Louis did not seem happy and made a move as to throw him out but at this point Mike was beyond caring.

"Did you or didn't you break to Rachel's apartment?" Mike asked.

"Look, I already told her-" Louis started but was interrupted.

"I know what you told her, I'm interested in the truth."

"I-" Louis stammered and Mike suddenly felt accomplished. Usually only Harvey could reduce Louis to this state.

"I'm not gonna tattle on you," Mike promised and Louis looked at him in astonishment, "I just want to make sure she's safe and that it won't happen again."

"It won't." Louis assured.

"So it was you."

"Yeah," he admitted, "but it wasn't what you think, I thought she was home, she left her door open and I had some files…"

"Louis," Mike interrupted him again, "I. Don't. Care. Do you like her?"

Louis was stunned into silence.

"Don't answer that. But, if you do, you should tell her. She either likes you back or she doesn't but whatever her feelings, you'll be able to move on. Your personal problems are starting to blur in with your work and it won't be long before Jessica notices."

"Look who's talking." Louis stated sarcastically but nodded.

"Get out of here, Mike."

"I don't think I want to know how you know that." Harvey commented.

"Simple, I asked him."

He was speechless.

"I thought you know of this little thing called tact."

"All is fair in love and war, Harvey. You should know that, you apply that even to your everyday life." She sighed. "Look, if you have problems with me and Mike you should tell me right away so I can stop before things get complicated."

"They already are, Jessica." He summed up and stormed out of the office, not seeing the smile on her face.

Maybe he wasn't so blind after all.