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Chapter Three

Three A.M. Pearson Harden, Harvey's office

Harvey looked up from his papers as the building started to shake.

Are you kidding me? An earthquake?

He calmly grabbed his things and walked out of his office, annoyed that he was going to have to walk down an unreasonably large amount of stairs with frantic strangers. He opened the stairwell to find a large stream of people, hurrying away from the danger. The shaking was still going on and Harvey watched the people go by, many in cleaning uniforms but many others in suits like himself.

"I can't believe there was an earthquake!"

Someone from behind him said.

"Rachel?"

"Yeah."

Rachel moved next to him. The quake was over now and everyone pushed the fact that aftershocks were coming out of their mind.

"I didn't see you in the office."

Rachel shrugged and followed him down the stairs.

"I hope everyone's alright!"

She said.

"What do you mean? It wasn't even that big of an earthquake!"

Rachel looked at him closely.

"This building was made for taking all kinds of abuse! What we felt was probably ten times worse for everyone else. I hope Mike's okay! Have you seen where he lives? That place looks like it's already falling apart!"

They kept going in silence, thinking about all the people who might be hurt. Dammit, I should've gotten him a better apartment! When this is over… Harvey ranted in his mind. Half an hour passed and they were finally almost to the lobby. All the people rushing had actually made it take more time to get out. An aftershock shook the entire building again, terrifying the mob of people. Suddenly everyone was shoving each other and running as people screamed in chaos.

"KEEP CALM!"

More reasonable people yelled over each other. The noise blended into each other as Harvey grabbed Rachel away from getting fallen on by a large man. Someone punched someone else because they were too slow and things got even worse. Harvey spotted a door to the second floor and pulled Rachel towards it. She tried to keep up but people blocked her way and just as someone was about to hit her (on purpose or by accident, it was too hard to tell in all of the mess) Harvey blocked her and took the punch. She gasped and helped him over the remaining way to the door as people shoved her out of their way. They pulled at the door and to their relief it swung open. Ducking inside, they leaned against the wall.

"Are you okay?"

Rachel gasped. Harvey looked up and gave her a charming smiled, but she could still see the bruise forming on his cheek.

"Fine. You?"

The lights flickered and turned off. She groaned and so did Harvey.

"I'm alright."

Harvey moved over to her and slowly examined her arm.

"It's broken."

He said in a firm don't-argue-with-me voice. Rachel nodded and looked at him. How did you know? She wanted to ask, but the moment passed and he took off his jacket to make a sling for her.

"Thanks."

She breathed, opening the door to the stairwell a bit. Most of the people were gone and the ones that were left looked a lot calmer.

"Let's go."

~S-U-I-T-S~

The pair was sitting outside on the sidewalk now, looking at the streets flooded with people.

"Phone's aren't working."

Harvey grumbled. Rachel sighed and stood up, careful not to hurt her arm.

"What now?"

Harvey looked around. There was no way in hell they could get any kind of car, but they couldn't stay there either.

"Let's go find the puppy."

He said with a poker face, but Rachel could hear the tone of worry in his voice.

"Alright."

The two started to walk in the direction of Mike's apartment building. Rachel stuck close to Harvey as they passed hordes of angry looking people and the random few who were looting the abandoned buildings. After a half an hour of walking Rachel noticed the limp in Harvey's step.

"Are you sure you're not hurt?"

"Positive."

He said in a confident tone. She stopped and spun him around.

"Don't lie to me!"

Rachel mimicked Donna.

"One of the people may have stepped on my foot."

Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"It was a girl. She was wearing heels. Sharp ones."

He finished. She leaned down to look at his foot.

"Is it broken?"

"I don't know."

She straightened up.

"So yes?"

"Yes, fine, she broke something in there."

Rachel sighed. Tonight was just a mess. They kept walking in silence for a while.

"What should we do after we find Mike?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

Rachel could see in Harvey's eyes he was thinking hard about all the options and outcomes of plans. Eventually they reached Mike's building and Rachel gasped as she noticed some of the places in it had caved in. Harvey looked away and began searching through the crowd, beginning at an ambulance.

"Have you seen a guy, skinny, blonde hair, probably wearing a suit?"

Rachel and Harvey stayed together as they looked through the crowd, finally stopping at an old looking man who was with his wife.

"Yes! You mean… darn what's that kid's name… Mike! Mike! You mean him?"

"Yes! Is he okay?"

Rachel said in a rush before Harvey could.

"I think so. He saved my nieces life! If we'd taken any longer in there the roof would've fallen apart!"

"He saved her life?"

Harvey asked in disbelief.

"Yepp! He said something about going to see his grandmother."

"Of course. Thanks so much."

Harvey waved and walked off with Rachel.

"At least we know he's alive."

Four thirty A.M. Street

Mike shook his head in disbelief. He'd just got to Pearson Harden where people said they saw Harvey and Rachel go off towards his apartment building. Now he was walking all the way back to his place. And yes, walking. He'd been mugged. After the earthquake. The bike was all he had with him and the thief was satisfied enough not to stab him with their switchblade.

"What a night!"

He gasped. So far he'd lost his apartment building and his bike. At least he knew Harvey and Rachel were alive and well enough to walk away. A huge group of thugs surrounded him on the street within seconds.

"Crap. I don't have anything with me. Except my phone. But that doesn't work anymore so…"

The thugs took a step forward.

"We don't want your stuff."

The men laughed. Now that Mike had a better look he noticed that they were probably high schoolers. And he remembered that the area he was in was known for a lot of violence. The men closed in and started punching as Mike ducked away and tried to escape. They kicked him when Mike heard a distant voice start to scream at them.

~S-U-I-T-S~

Now who could our mystery screamer be? Who knows! Thanks for all the alerts! You guys are all so nice! And in case you're wondering I usually update once a day. The rest of the story is more about the craziness after the quake (people yelling, looting, burning things, etc. You know, like what they usually do after no order is put back after a certain amount of time.) and a few aftershocks sprinkled in.

NEXT UP!... Donna!

~whynotlive