Okay here it is. Sorry that I've been M.I.A. recently. I've been busy.
But I'm here now. So, hope you enjoy.
Harvey woke up to a strange sound. Make that a series of strange sounds. He slowly got up from bed. He heard...whimpering. He walked quickly to the couch that Mike had fallen asleep on.
Mike was still asleep, but it wasn't peaceful. His arms were flailing. A sheen of sweat had formed on his forehead. A series of whimpers and followed by Mike begging "no...no please".
Harvey got down on his knees. "Mike," he said, hoping it was loud enough for him to wake up. When he saw that didn't work, Harvey tapped Mike's face a few times. "Mike! It's just a dream!" Mike's eyes opened wide. His breathing was very fast and that worried Harvey. "Mike, you with me?" Mike blinked a few times and nodded. "Good. It's just a dream, okay?"
Mike sat up, and Harvey took a seat next to him. "I don't understand people sometimes. What kind of person does everything McGuire has ever done? Who knows about the other people that have suffered because of him?" He put his head in his hands. "And what's worse is that I'm acting like such a baby about it." Mike was completely embarrassed that Harvey had to be the one to pull him out of his nightmares.
Harvey had no idea what to say. He wasn't really a person you would go to for a shoulder to cry on. Life was easier when people didn't come to you for their problems. As much as he wanted to say, "That's life, kid," he instead put his hand on Mike's shoulder and said, "What's important now is that he's out of our lives," Harvey paused, not really knowing what to say. "Me and Donna are here for you." Now go back to bed so I can get my last few hours of sleep.
Harvey watched the tremors coming from Mike's body. He'd never seen anyone so terrified in his life.
"I'm fine," Mike blurted out. "Really. I am." He inhaled deeply, and the tremors in his body decreased.
"Are you sure?" Harvey asked, receiving a nod from Mike. "Okay. But look. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." Harvey headed to his bedroom. He sat on the bed for a few minutes, before walking to the living room to see if Mike was really okay. The kid was fast asleep. Once Harvey yawned, he was reminded of the desperate sleep he's been needing, and was also soon fast asleep.
The family limo pulled up in front of the church. Harvey could see all the fellow mourners in black entering the church. Donna sat close to him. His uncle smiled at Harvey and said, "Take as long as you need, kiddo."
Harvey smirked and nodded, while his aunt and uncle headed out of the vehicle. Donna was about to head too. "Donna.." he quietly said, his head in his hands. She stopped and turned to him. "I can't believe I'm doing this. I-I'm not ready."
She moved closer to him and put head hand on his back. "Speak from the heart, Harvey. I know you can do this." They sat in silence for a while.
Harvey checked his watch. "It's almost time...let's go." They headed out the limo, and Harvey opened the door to the church for Donna, but he quickly pulled her back and pulled her into a hug. She was shocked at first, but she willingly returned the hug. "Thank you. For everything."
Donna nodded. "It's what you have me for."
They headed into the church, and Harvey quickly took the stage. Once everyone's attention was on him, he began. He was smiling when he began the eulogy. He talked about favorite moments that he and Jared had shared. He talked about the importance that family and friends played in their lives. For his conclusion, he said, "I'll never forget one of the last things Jared said to me. He started by asking if I've heard any Moroccan proverbs. Of course I thought it was meds talking, so I laughed at him. But then he said, 'I've had a lot of time to do some reading. One book had a proverb that said, He that has nothing to die for, has nothing to live for. That's funny. Cuz that night when I got shot, that's what I was thinking. That I would do anything for you. I couldn't have those two losers take your life away.' Then he made me promise one thing; that if he were to die, that I would only remember the good times we had. Never think about the shooting, or him being in the hospital. Of course, I thought he would still be alive with me today, so I never replied to that. So I'm making this promise now," Harvey turned to Jared's coffin, which had a picture on top of it. "I'll never forget all the good that happened between us. I promise." Harvey walked off the stage, looking over to Donna, who sat with the family. She smiled at him, and he smiled back.
Harvey woke up to the sound of his alarm. He got up to check on Mike. He was still okay from what Harvey could see. Once that was done, he took a shower, and put on one of his signature three piece suits. He checked the clock and saw that he had a few extra minutes before Ray arrived. He found a sticky note on the table and began writing.
Mike,
Try not to mess up my kitchen.
Eat breakfast.
Take your meds
And don't do anything stupid.
Harvey
He placed the sticky note on Mike's arm. "Have a nice day, pup," he said quietly while heading out the door.
How many of you guys thought that Harvey wanted to kiss Donna? I was gonna do that, but decided to just leave it at hugging. Oh well.
And another thing. I'm debating whether or not this should be my last chapter of the story, or if there should be one more. I know my VERY last chapter possibly would be a slight preview to my sequel story that I'm writing. Whatever, tell me what you think.