Harvey Specter had a lot of strange mornings in his lifetime, having been a good bit wilder in the past life that was his twenties. There was the one with the twins and the midget that had him locked in his own shower until he was sure they were gone. Another had happened in Vegas so it stayed in Vegas, but there had been an awful lot of people (half the cast of Cirque du Soleil) and he was pretty sure they had all participated in some manner.

But there were very few nights in that long repertoire that had not involved sex.

In other words, he had never just slept next to someone.

So this Friday morning was already the strangest in that respect alone. Then add in that it was his fake-fiancé and associate, and it was officially the strangest. What probably blew it all out of the water was the fact that when he woke up Harvey found they were both hugging the pillow between them, and their legs were a tangled mess under the covers. Harvey blinked, retracting his arm from around the pillow and slowly reclaiming his feet. Mike didn't seem to consciously register it. He looked peaceful, burying his face deeper in the pillow and mumbling something Harvey didn't understand.

Oh lord, he needed to look at something- anything else.

Harvey looked at the clock and found the part of that morning that would keep it at the top of the list until he died- he had slept through his alarm. Actually, he had slept through it twice because it was now twenty-five minutes past the original hour he had set it for.

Harvey cursed under his breath as he went into the bathroom. He got ready quickly: brushing his teeth, going to the bathroom and slicking his hair back all in a record five minutes. Grabbing a blue suit from his closet on autopilot, he pulled off his pajamas, and proceeded to put on his clothes. When he had buttoned his pants he glanced back towards the room. Mike had sat up and was staring at him with half open eyes from the bed. "Morning, sunshine," Harvey called as pulled his under shirt on over his head and threw on his dress shirt.

Mike groaned and flopped back down on the bed.

"Sorry, babe, but duty calls. We're supposed to be at work in an hour."

Mike groaned again.

Harvey sighed, grabbing his jacket and tie and heading to the kitchen. It looked like his brother and sister-in-law weren't up yet. Gabrielle however was up and in front of the TV. "Munchkin," Harvey barked. Gabrielle turned her head nonchalantly. "What are you watching?"

"Backyardigans. They have the whole wide world in their yard. We explore it together." She turned back to the TV and munched on a Pop-tart.

Harvey didn't have Pop-tarts. He shrugged and figured he at least didn't have to feed her. A pink sippy cup with Rapunzel on it was sitting on the counter expectantly. He filled it with orange juice and brought it out to the four year old. "Here."

"Thank you." She sipped on it and continued to watch.

"Aren't you getting a little old for Sippy cups?"

"I like'em." She drank some more while she shrugged.

Harvey shrugged in return and went to make his own breakfast- toast and coffee. He wouldn't have time to drink his coffee at home but he put it in a tumbler and went back to his room to collect some paperwork.

He stopped in the doorway.

Mike was rushing back and forth to get ready, stumbling over his own pant legs as he pulled them up and fumbling to tie his tie. Neither task seemed to be going well for the younger man.

Harvey realized he had been staring and remembered what he was there for.

He cleared his throat and Mike stopped in the middle of grabbing one of his shoes from under the bed. The associate straightened and Harvey batted Mike's hands away from the noose he seemed to be trying to tie for himself. Soon it was tied perfectly thanks to Harvey's expert hands. It took him a second to realize it wasn't Mike's tie but his. Harvey didn't see a need to bring it up. If Mike had to find his own tie they would definitely be late. Mike gave him a quick 'thanks' and proceeded to look for his other shoe.

Harvey grabbed the files he was looking for from the nightstand. With them neatly tucked under his arm, he returned to the kitchen and called Ray. His driver told him he'd be there in ten and to be waiting for him. Mike came out of the room looking frazzled. A sigh escaped as Harvey walked over to Gabrielle and kissed her on top of the head. "Mike and I are going to work. Be good and don't break anything."

She smiled up at him. "No promises."

"That's a girl." Harvey grinned and ruffled her hair.

Mike headed for the door. Harvey watched as Gabrielle looked up at the associate with sad eyes.

Mike stopped and looked back when Harvey wasn't right behind him. That's when he saw the look on Gabrielle's face and quickly went over to kiss her on the cheek. "Later, Gabs."

"Later, Uncle Mickey. Love you!"

"Love you, too."

Harvey grinned as Mike followed him out and into the elevator. "Would you relax?"

"I'm lying to a four year old. So, yeah, that's a no."

Harvey pushed Mike's shoulder so he was facing him. "You mean you don't love her?" Mike opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He closed it again and looked at the ground. "See? Not a lie."

"But we're a lie and she-"

"All she knows is you are family now. Be her uncle and it won't be a lie."

Mike looked up at that and smiled. The fear didn't leave his eyes though.

They arrived at the first floor and Harvey grinned. "Silver linings- you have a new niece who will love you no matter what, you will never be late for work again, and you don't have to risk your life riding that stupid bike to work."

Harvey got out of the elevator and, when Mike didn't follow him, he turned to see what the holdup was. Mike looked confused. "You worried about me riding my bike?"

Harvey's face fell. "No."

"Oh shit- you did!"

"On second thought maybe I should make you take a cab." Ray was waiting outside for them and Harvey gave him a new CD.

Ray grinned at them both

Mike beamed at the driver. "Did you know Harvey use to worry about me getting hit on my bike?"

Ray laughed. "Couldn't have been more obvious if he tattooed it across his forehead."

Mike ran around to the other side of the car and got in before Harvey told him no.

No one at the office said a word to either of them when they arrived. Mike could almost hear the rumor mill churning as he walked past cubicle after cubicle though.

They showed up for work together nearly every day. Today wasn't special. It wasn't-

Oh.

They showed up for work together nearly every day.

Everyone thinks the final piece of the puzzle is there.

Everyone thinks it should have been obvious.

Of course they did.

Everyone thinks they are so clever, but they are actually all dumb.

Mike wanted to stab each of his coworkers with a pen.

They got to Donna's desk and she handed Harvey some papers as he passed. Harvey continued into his office but Mike stayed behind with Donna. Before he could say anything she shook her head. "Whole office knows now. It's official."

"And what do you know?"

Donna narrowed her eyes. "The truth." Mike gave her a curt nod. Of course Donna knew the truth about their scenario. This was Donna.

Her eyes wandered to his tie and she snorted. Mike frowned. "What?"

"Hun, that tie-"

Mike looked down.

That wasn't his.

A blush spread up into his cheeks.

Oh God, why?

Mike groaned. "Do you think people will notice?"

Donna shook her head. "Only I would notice that."

"Notice what?" Louis' voice from just behind his shoulder made him jump.

Donna did her best not to laugh. "Mike's just wearing his man's tie." Mike glared at Donna. Now the whole office would know that too. Louis tapped him on the shoulder.

"I need you to go over the financials I put on your desk by lunch. Think you can handle that, Juliet?"

Mike glared. "First off, no. I have to go over Harvey's current case files again. And second, I would appreciate it if you didn't equate my relationship with Harvey to a play where the couple and four other people die."

Louis frowned in confusion before he huffed with indignation. He turned and went into Harvey's office.

Mike was about to go to his cubicle when Donna grabbed his arm. "Wait." Mike turned and looked.

In Harvey's office, Louis handed Harvey a manila envelope. Mike hadn't noticed it before but he suddenly knew what it was.

Harvey pulled out what looked like a set of large blown up photos. The look of death on his face meant it was the photos from yesterday. Harvey's lips formed the words harassment and Jessica. But Louis interrupted and made a hand motion for Harvey to keep flipping through the pages. After the photos was what looked to be plain paper with type. Louis kept talking, walking around Harvey's office, looking smug. Harvey's hand clenched the papers tight before setting the whole thing down on his desk. He stood, made his way over to Louis, and pinned Louis to the record shelves with an arm pressed against the other man's neck.

"Oh shit."

Mike scrambled to enter the office.

"…threaten me all you want, but you stay away from him. Understood?"

Mike grabbed at Harvey's arm. Harvey's head snapped around as if to yell but stopped. His hold on Louis loosened and the other lawyer booked it for the door.

Mike winced. "Think that was a little excessive."

"He found out about Trevor."

Mike's stomach plummeted. "What?"

"He was going to tell Jessica. Tell her you still called him every week, and about his rap sheet. I didn't expect that. I didn't think he'd go directly after you. I underestimated him." Then Harvey's eyes narrowed. "Why do you still call him every week?"

Mike frowned. "I want to make sure he's doing alright."

Harvey shook off Mike's hand and sat back down at his desk, putting the stuff back in Louis' envelope. "Of course you do."

"Harvey-"

"Forget it. We have work to do."

"No. You will stop and you will listen."

Harvey's head snapped up and he turned to completely face Mike.

Mike glared. "Trevor and I have been like brothers since we were kids. He was there for me when my parents died and when Grammy got sick. Yes, he screwed up but I let him. It was just as much my fault as his. We didn't talk for a really long time. Now he's trying to turn his life around and feels like shit about who he is and who he has been, and he needs someone to remind him that someone out there cares." Silence fell and they stared at each other for a long moment. Mike saw Jessica approaching out of the corner of his eye and made his way over to Harvey. "She's coming."

Harvey shrugged, not even looking. "Probably."

"Well before you tried to be a dick about me calling my friend, you were kind of my hero."

Harvey quirked an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

"Yeah." Mike leaned down like he was going to kiss him but the door to Harvey's office opened and Jessica cleared her throat.

They both turned to her at the same time. Mike pulled away quickly. "Hate to break up the love fest but you assaulted Louis?"

"I threatened to assault Louis," Harvey corrected and shrugged like it was hardly news. He returned to watching Mike.

"I know he can be- well Louis, but seriously?"

Harvey held out the envelope. She came forward and took it from him. Mike watched her face as she opened it. She flipped through the pages of photos. "Oh dear God, he didn't."

"He followed us. He had that slime ball investigator take pictures of us and what we were doing. These moments were ours. Not his. And as for the phone records and arrest list in there- that guy has been Mike's friend for years, and is getting his act together. Mike's the only person he's got left who doesn't think him a drug-dealing, pot smoking piece of shit. Those are the kind of people you want to be in contact with when you're in recovery." Mike didn't think he'd ever seen Harvey this riled up before- about anything. Jessica appeared to be thinking something similar.

"This will not happen again. You can be sure of that. I will deal with this. I promise." She looked to Mike. "I promise you both. This was none of Louis' business." She looked back down at the photo she had stopped on when shuffling through them. She handed the photo to Harvey. "But you have to admit this one is a really good picture." Harvey took it from her and looked at it. He smiled and handed it to Mike. It was just before their almost kiss. Mike gulped.

They looked really in love.

Did Mike really look like that?

Now wasn't the time to freak out. Instead, he smiled at Harvey. "We should frame it."

Jessica smiled. "Well, I have news that may make up for Louis' stunt. We've arranged to have an engagement party for you two tonight. The whole office is invited."

Harvey and Mike's heads turned to their boss.

Mike sputtered, "But- he- David is-"

"My brother came into town last night-"

Jessica grinned. "He can come too then. It'll be fun. We haven't had a big office party since New Years." Harvey shrugged as Jessica put her boss lady face back on. "Now get back to work. Party starts at six and I expect you to have it finished by then."

She turned on her heels and left.

Mike looked to Harvey. "The whole office?"

"Yup."

Mike looked back down at the photo. "We both deserve Oscars for this."

"We deserve all the awards ever for this."