Hello! So first of all...WOW! 22 people added to their alert list, 2 people added to their fav story list, 7 of you reviewed, and 2 of you favorited me as an author! I am blown away at the response you guys. Really that made my freaking year. I love all of you! *hands out cookies to all* you guys deserve them! Hope you enjoy this one as much as you did the last chap :3

OH! I almost forgot! I do NOT own Suits ;-; if I did...Mike would be hurt ALOT more often. But (i'm stealing this from someone else :P) i do own a heart that loves Suits :D

Chapter 2

Mike dials Harvey. After the second ring his ear is met with Harvey's angry voice in the receiver saying "Where are you?" Mike responds in a small voice "I-I forgot my badge…I just walked in th-" was all he got to say before he heard the line go dead. Great…Harvey was pissed. The phone at the security desk rang, the guard on duty answered it then hung up telling Mike to go ahead.

Once upstairs, Mike stopped at Donna's desk. She was focused on her computer screen. "Donna do you-" "Louis wants to see you after your done talking to Harvey" interrupted Donna. Mike sighed and started walking towards Harvey's office where he could see a very mad Harvey, shooting daggers at him with his eyes. This was gonna be fun.

Mike stepped into his office about to start apologizing but Harvey beat him to the punch. "You're late" was all he said. "I know, but I fell off my bike and I-" "You fell off your bike? God you really are a kid." Shaking his head he continued, "It doesn't matter now. Do you have the files I asked you to get done?" Mike started pulling them out of his bag saying "yes right here" Harvey took the papers and read over them. About half way through he looked up at Mike still standing there. "Shoo puppy" With that, Mike turned and started walking out of the office with his tail between his legs.

After meeting with Louis about some ridiculous amount of paperwork that HAD to be done before tomorrow, Mike walked to his own desk and not so gracefully plopped down. He started on his mountain of paper work and did so diligently until about 12:04 p.m. Around that time is when Harvey showed up in front of his cubicle and told him to get up. Mike didn't understand what was going on at first so he was a little delayed in getting up. He ran to catch up with Harvey before he missed the elevator.

The elevator ride was uncomfortably silent. Harvey wouldn't even look at him. Mike was about to break the silence when the elevator dinged, letting them know that they made it to their floor. The doors opened and Harvey stepped out, leaving Mike behind again. Once Mike caught up with him he finally worked up the courage to say "Where are we going Harvey?" Harvey stopped and turned around to look at Mike. "We're going to lunch. Is that okay?" Taken aback, Mike wondered why Harvey would take him out. As if reading Mike's mind Harvey rolled his eyes while saying "You did a real good job on that paperwork you turned in. Jessica wanted me to thank you. But I couldn't care less." With that he started off again. Mike smiled then and ran to catch up.

At lunch Harvey asked why he was late that morning. Eyes turning downcast Mike told him what happened. Harvey was hard to read. After a couple minutes of awkward silence, Harvey finally spoke. "Tomorrow morning. Be standing outside your apartment building, ready to go. Ray and I will be there at 7:30 sharp." Surprised Mike asked "Why?" Harvey looked at him like the answer was the most obvious thing in the world. "Because I can't afford for you to fall off your bike, get your suit dirty and be late again tomorrow." Mike couldn't help but smile at that. "Wipe that ridiculous smile off your face. You look like a kid." Harvey said while trying to suppress a smile of his own.

That night, on Mike's way home, he couldn't help but feel like he was being watched. It was late, so the streets weren't very crowded. Since he had a longer lunch break with Harvey (at Jessica's persistence, or so Harvey says) he had to stay later to get done the work Louis was kind enough to give him. Mike felt like he was about to fall asleep while riding his bike. Working late tonight combined with the late night last night, had finally taken its toll on him. 'Maybe I need more than 2 hours of sleep…'thought Mike as he turned on his street. He parked his bike, locked it, then turned to walk in the front of his building. Before he could make it one step towards the door, he was met with a fist to his jaw. He fell backwards more from surprise, than from the force. Not to say that the punch wasn't packed with it. Then he felt two rough hands grab his already slightly bruised arms from behind. "No one likes a snitch Mikey" he heard a familiar rough voice say. 'oh crap' was all Mike thought before the beating began.

A/N::O oh no! poor Mike! :P so this story was just an idea so I could beat poor Mike up. Because I just can't help myself. So this shouldn't be too long. Even though I've read hundreds of Hurt/Comfort stories with action...I really don't know how I'm going to do the next chapter...so it may take longer to update. With the response I got after the first chapter I just HAD to update ASAP for you guys ;P So i'll try my best and hurry with the next one! Thanks for reading. Please review! :3