Disclaimer: I don't own Suits or any of the characters. If I did, I would be too busy doing other stuff to write any fics. ^_~
Warning: This is slash (Harvey x Mike). Don't like, don't read.
Hmm...I think the Sammy scene was off...And I think he's dumb too. Why the hell would he shoot Mike with all these people around and the police outside? I asked myself the other night (or morning?) before I posted it. I honestly don't know why. I was editing it at close to 4 am and was tired and figured it was good enough. Too lazy to try re-writting it to make it better. I won't be doing that again -_-;;
And I can't believe I didn't say this earlier, but thanks to everyone for your kind reviews! It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. =D
Ok, onto the story!
Chapter 12
Harvey was not a happy camper. It was past 8:30 and Mike still wasn't at work. Upon his arrival at the office at 7:30 on the dot, Harvey had made a beeline for Mike's desk prepared to take him out to breakfast and have a nice private talk, only to find his cubicle empty and his calls still going to voicemail.
"Donna!" Harvey calls out, "Find Mike. Now!"
Harvey's mood darkens further as he watches Donna pick up her phone and does another round of dialing all the numbers that could possibly relate to Mike. He figures that Mike must have gotten drunk and was still passed out at Trevor's because he certainly wasn't at home when Harvey sent Ray to his apartment to check.
Then an even more unpleasant thought crossed Harvey's mind. Maybe Mike really did mind Harvey cancelling on him last night and was purposely avoiding him by not coming in.
Harvey picks up his phone and calls Mike again. Voicemail again. He loses his temper and lashes out, "Look Mike, it's almost 9 and you're still not here. I know you were out with Trevor last night. Honestly, how drunk can you be that you couldn't even be bothered to wake up and call in to the office. And I know it was wrong of me to cancel on you, but if you're angry about that, that's just pathetic."
He lowers his voice as he continues, "Just because we're involved, it doesn't give you the right to get drunk and miss work or ignore my calls if you're mad at me. You still work for me remember. And if you want to continue working for me, you better get your ass here now," he finishes bitingly. Then after a pause, he adds, "Or at least call me."
Harvey hangs up realizing that he had relented and taken back an ultimatum. He never did that, at least not before Mike. There were a lot of things he never did before Mike and Harvey wondered if maybe his life would have been better – no not better, but less complicated, easier if Mike wasn't in it.
It was just as Harvey was finishing that thought when he saw Rachel approach Donna's desk. Finally, he thinks, Rachel must have finally reached Mike or he called her because he was too scared or upset to call Harvey.
He watches as Rachel leans over and whispers something to Donna that causes her to gasp and bring her hands up to her mouth. Both women then turn to look at Harvey, who was beginning to feel something bad in the pit of his stomach.
Donna gets up and comes into Harvey's office motioning Rachel to follow and closes the door behind them.
"What's going on?" He asks.
"Harvey, just – you need to prepare yourself," Donna starts, then pauses, unable to continue.
"I know it's about Mike, just tell me," Harvey grips the arms of his chair and turns to Rachel.
"A friend of Mike's just called me, said he knew I worked with Mike and figured I knew the right people to tell. I guess Mike must have mentioned me or something," Rachel starts to ramble anxiously.
"Rachel," Harvey cuts in, "Get to the point, please," he says with a desperate tone in his voice.
"Mike's in the hospital. He's been shot," Rachel blurts out and collapses into a chair in tears.
Harvey feels as if he had the wind knocked out of him and that he couldn't breathe and just sits in his chair gasping in shallow breaths until he feels someone touching his hand. He looks up to see Donna's worried teary eyed face.
"Harvey, are you ok?" Donna asks gently, knowing the truth about Harvey and Mike and how Harvey felt about him.
Rachel tries to compose herself, gets up and starts to leave. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to break down like that. I know it's unprofessional. But I'm going to go to the hospital. With Mike's grandmother in a nursing home, Mike doesn't have anyone else to be there for him. I'll let you know his situation when I find out," she says, assuming she was Mike's closest colleague when in truth Harvey was so much more.
Rachel's words spur Harvey into action. "No, I'll go to the hospital. He's mine and I'm going to be there for him." At seeing Rachel confused look, Harvey covers, "Of course you can go too, but we don't both need to be there when we don't even know what the situation is. I'll have Donna let you know how he is when I get there. I'm sure he'll be fine and you can probably just swing by after work."
Harvey gets the hospital details from Rachel and heads out of his office. By now, what with all glass walls, they had gathered quite an audience in the hallway, including Jessica who asks, "Harvey, what is going on in there? When I heard that there were women crying in your office –"
She didn't have a chance to finish as Harvey cuts her off, "I need to go. Ask Donna." And everyone turned to watch as he rushed down the hall towards the elevators.
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