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CHAPTER 9

Mike was more than a little disappointed when Harvey didn't use his negotiating skills to lower his punishment, he had thought that having a lawyer as a father would pay off but apparently not.
Sure, he knew that fighting was wrong but in his eyes, Kyle deserved it and hopefully this incident would at least bruise his ego, especially since a lot of people had seen him getting beaten up by a nerd.
He was allowed to pick up some books to work with while he was suspended, and even if it was a big pile of it he knew that he could finish it all in a day since school was easy for him.
Mike said hello to Ray before he sat down in the backseat and started to pout, he knew it was childish but he felt the need to show that he was still angry.

"Want to tell me what the fight was about?"
"It's none of your business."
"Well, I think that me having to leave work and come pick you up because you attacked another student makes it my business."

He didn't like to admit it but Harvey was right, he had forced him away from his work after all and besides if Harvey understood his reasons then perhaps he wouldn't receive any additional punishment.
Mike sighed before he told him about how Kyle had thought it was a good idea to insult his mother.
Harvey didn't answer him, instead he seemed to get lost in his thought, so Mike looked out the window instead and realized that he didn't recognize the road they were driving.

"This isn't the way back to the apartment."

He pointed out while trying to recognize any landmarks so that he could figure out where they were going.

"I'm taking you to my office, my secretary is dying to meet you."
"You two seem pretty close. Are you sleeping with her?"

The question was partly asked just to embarrass him, but partly because they did seem close.
His secretary had designed his room after all, and every time Harvey mentioned her, Mike got the feeling that she was more than just his secretary.

"I'm not and even if I were it wouldn't be any of your business."

Mike smirked, it seemed as if his question got the desired effect judging by how Harvey's cheeks had turned a faint shade of red.

"I actually think that you should stay with me at the office for the rest of the week, so that your suspension actually becomes a punishment and not a week's vacation."

His smirk disappeared, it was one thing visiting the office once but to spend a week there? No way.

"That doesn't seem fair, I had a good reason for fighting him."
"Yes, but it doesn't justify the fighting, it's not the correct way to handle problems. The mature and adult way is to handle it with words."

Mike rolled his eyes at him, he didn't need a lecture because he wasn't some small child who didn't understand the difference between right or wrong,.

"How about a week's grounding, including the weekend, with the weekdays spent in my office and then we'll forget all about the fighting, the breaking of curfew and the smoking?"

It sounded like a week of torture, he really didn't want to spend a week cramped up in some office, but he knew that if his parents were still alive then his punishment would have been so much worse.
"Fine."
He answered before he jumped out of the car and faced the building he would spend the week in.

As soon as they got into the building it felt as if everyone was staring at him, he looked up at Harvey but the man didn't even seem to notice, he was probably used to the attention.
Mike kept his head down and tried to not meet their eyes.
Suddenly he spotted a redhead that stood out from everyone else, mostly because she was walking towards them and instead of just staring at him, she looked like she was bursting from excitement.
He felt like a scared little child when he walked closer to Harvey, but he was slightly scared of what the woman would do, maybe she would try to hug him and even if he didn't mind hugs per se he didn't like getting hugged by strangers.

"You must be Mike."

It didn't take a genius to figure out who the woman was and he faked a smile.

"You must be Donna."

He answered before shaking her hand, and as soon as Donna turned to Harvey, he saw his chance to escape into the office with his father's name on the door.
Harvey had a really nice office, much nicer than he had imagined, and there was a lot to look at, the signed balls, the records and of course the view over the city.
Perhaps it wouldn't be that bad to hang out here for a week.

That thought didn't last long because it took just one hour for him to get bored and he asked for directions to the bathroom to get out of the room.
Donna flashed him a big smile as he walked by her desk and he felt obligated to smile back.
He used the bathroom like he had said he would but then he decided that it wouldn't hurt to explore a little, he would spend some time here so it would be best to know the place.
It wasn't that big and soon he found himself in a room full of cubicles, he guessed that this is where the newer employees work, the ones who hadn't earned their own offices yet.
He scanned the area, looking for someone with a friendly face, and finally his eyes landed on a nervous looking guy who seemed to buried in work.
Mike knew he shouldn't disturb, but none of the others seemed as friendly so he walked up to the guy.
His name was Harold, and even if he seemed really stressed he was more than happy to talk to Mike and to talk about his work.
The work Harold was doing seemed very dull, and he hoped there were more interesting parts of being a lawyer because he could not see how anyone would their days doing boring paperwork.
Suddenly Harold paled, and looked like he had seen a ghost.
At first he was confused by his reaction but then he felt a hard tap on his shoulder and as he spun around he saw a dark haired man, with a frown on his face and a scrutinizing look directed at Mike.

"Who are you?"

There was something about the man that gave him a bad feeling, something telling him that this wasn't someone he wanted to mess with.
Apparently Mike took way too long to answer because suddenly the man took a step closer to him, and Mike felt like a cornered animal with Harold's desk behind him and the angry man in front of him.

"Why is a child running around unsupervised?"

He asked, annoying Mike by making it sound like he was a 5-year-old.

"I'm not a child."

Mike answered but the man ignored him and instead raised his voice and demanded to know who Mike belonged, of course no one claimed him and the angry man landed his glare on him again.

"Who are you?"

He repeated and Mike hesitated, should he really tell the man that he was Harvey's son?
Was he ready to introduce himself as such and did Harvey even want people to know?
In the end he guessed it didn't matter because even if he would never be ready to acknowledge Harvey as his dad, he would always be his father and sooner or later his co-workers would find out.

"I'm Harvey Specter's son."

He hoped that the name would make the man back off, or at least show some respect since he had understood that Harvey was a pretty big deal around here, but instead the man let out a low, dry laugh.

"Harvey doesn't have a son."
"Go ahead and ask him."

Mike challenged, expecting the man to storm off but instead the grabbed Mike by the collar and more or less dragged him back to Harvey's office.
He sent a desperate look at Donna's desk but unfortunately she wasn't at her desk so she couldn't save him from the man.

"Does this child belong to you?"

The man asked Harvey, who frowned.

"Yes, he does."

Harvey answered before telling the man, Louis, to let him go.
Louis loosened him grip and Mike scurried away from the man and sat down on the couch.

"H-how?"
"Do I really need to tell you about the flowers and the bees?"

Mike couldn't help to smile at the comment, before feeling a little stupid for fearing the man who had seemed like a complete fool in Harvey's stories.
Then Donna arrived and she managed to get Louis out of the office without much protest and Mike could finally relax.

"Are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine."
He lied, hoping that he would never run into Louis again.

Once he recovered from the meeting with Louis, he started to feel bored again.

"Do you have a law book?"

He asked, wanting to know if Harvey's work were more fun than the paperwork Harold had been stuck with.
Harvey looked surprised by his question before he adopted a more amused look and got up, looking through a pile of book.
He found one that he handed to Mike who thanked him.
He studied the book closely, it seemed to be a textbook from college.
Mike looked through the book and eventually he landed on the section dealing with traffic offenses, and more specifically DUIs.
He scanned through the pages, taking in every word.

"Isn't that book a little too advanced for you?"

Harvey asked after a while, clearly not expecting Mike to find the book interesting or to understand it.
Mike responded by shaking his head but Harvey still didn't seem convinced though, so he decided to simply show him.

"Take this."

He said and held the book, Harvey gave him a puzzled look but got up from his desk and grabbed the book.

"Read the first sentence on the page."

Harvey looked even more confused but began reading anyways and once he finished the sentence Mike continued, not skipping a single word.
Once Mike stopped, Harvey just stared at him.

"Once I read something I understand it and once I understand it I never forget it."

He explained, anxiously waiting for Harvey's reaction.
Mike had gotten mixed reactions over the years, but mostly he had been called a freak.

"Impressive."

Harvey finally said and handed the book back to him, no longer doubting Mike's ability to understand the book.
Mike smiled as he saw that Harvey did indeed look impressed, maybe even a little proud.
He continued to read the book, and was completely engulfed in it, not noticing that it was time to leave for the day until Harvey had to wave a hand in front of his face to get his attention.

"Harvey, is it hard being a lawyer?"

Mike asked the man once they were in the elevators.

"It can be. Are you thinking of becoming one?"

Mike shrugged and clutched the book closer to his chest.

"Maybe."