Most of the Marvey fan club members were gathered in the largest conference room. It wasn't half past seven yet so they could use a short urgent meeting. Everyone looked worried except for Lex who looked confused and guilty.

Norma snapped her fingers and got the members' attention. "Okay, we don't have a lot of time so let's get straight to the point. Contrary to our expectations, Mike wasn't at Harvey's place this morning when Ray went to pick them up at seven."

"Maybe Mike left early to get changed!" Margaret yelled as she pictured the puppy getting out of his clothes.

"Nice theory. But he came to work in a cab a few minutes ago and according to Donna, he only takes the cab when he's got a lot on his mind. Plus, our recon agent Deb saw him looking annoyed. These are obviously very disturbing signs."

There were murmurs until Jenna raised her hand and asked, "Do we know if Mike was ever at Harvey's place? Perhaps they had an argument in the cab and Mike switched cabs and went home right away."

"Good point. But Lex remembered the license plate of the cab and Donna tracked down the driver just now. Donna, do you mind?" Norma asked the second-in-command.

"Not at all. I personally spoke with the driver who picked them up from the party and he was absolutely positive that he dropped both of them off at Harvey's place. From what he could remember, they weren't particularly friendly towards each other but there wasn't a huge argument."

"So what's the working theory here? What went wrong at Harvey's place?" Claire asked with a dark face.

Lex cleared his throat from his seat. "I think we may have pushed Harvey's buttons too far. Everything was under control until we hit the dance floor. But after that, well… as you must have read in my e-mail, Mike pretty much threw himself at me to get Harvey's attention and I think that may have resulted in a quarrel."

"Ah, maybe they had a lovers' quarrel." Rebecca suggested.

"Isn't there a saying that says 'The quarrel of lovers is the renewal of love.'? Perhaps we didn't fail completely." Elizabeth pointed out.

"Yeah, amantium irae amoris integratiost." Lex offered and had the ladies swooning over him.

"Where are they now? Isn't Mike supposed to work for Miss Pearson until ten this morning?" Abby asked.

Donna answered, "Yes, but Harvey just headed over to Jessica's office. It looks like he's trying to get Mike out of there before ten."

"Aww, Mike's knight in shiny armor!" Miza sighed happily.

"Perhaps we still have hope!" Irene smiled brightly.

"What's our plan for the day then? How can we fix this when we don't know what the problem is?" Logan was curious.

Norma nodded. "Good question. Donna, Lex, and I had a little chat and we decided that it would be best to let them work it out for a few hours. We'll monitor the situation until lunch but if an opportunity presents itself, we'll make our move earlier."

Donna added, "In the meantime, I'll try to get Harvey to apologize to Mike. If there was a quarrel, it's likely that Harvey did most of the yelling."

"What happens after lunch if they fail to work it out?" Emma raised her hand.

"We have a few plans in mind but we'll be accepting your suggestions on our Facebook page until one in the afternoon." Donna answered with an inviting smile.

"Sisters and brothers, there's no need to worry yet. Remember, every cloud has a silver lining. Have some faith and Marvey will deliver. Dismiss!" Norma ended the meeting, hoping that her words would come true.

Meanwhile, Harvey had just marched into Jessica's office with his most intimidating look. "Jessica, we need to talk."

"Why, come sit, Harvey. We were just talking about you." Jessica offered him a seat next to Mike on the couch.

"Harvey."

"Mike."

Mike tried hard not to smile at Harvey's appearance. Harvey had promised to get him out of the managing partner's office even though he had assured him that he would be able to last two and a half more hours. He still didn't think he needed to be saved but it was nice to have someone come to his rescue.

"Would you like some tea? Mike and I start our morning with a nice cup of tea." Jessica poured a cup for Harvey.

"I'm not here to have some tea, Jessica. I need my associate back."

"He's mine till ten, Harvey. That was the deal." Jessica smiled and pushed the teacup towards him.

Harvey was about to make it very clear whom Mike Ross belonged to when a picture over Jessica's shoulder caught his attention. It was a picture of him and Mike kissing at Jessica's birthday party. "Where did you get that? And, why is it in your office?"

Mike turned red as the picture in question was brought to attention. He had already choked on his tea when he had spotted the picture but he couldn't ask Jessica what it was doing there.

"I like it. Nice angle, don't you think? It's my office so I can put it wherever I want." Jessica lifted her teacup and breathed in the soothing scent of chamomile.

"But it's our faces. You can't just display that without our consent, especially not in a workplace." Harvey's tone was firm while he took a sip of tea. He needed to hold something so that his hands wouldn't automatically head over to Mike's thighs.

"Consent? Fine. Let's talk about it then. Mike, do you mind me keeping that picture in the office? I think you look adorable in it."

Mike swallowed hard and glanced at Harvey who gave him a small shake of his head. He then glanced at Jessica who gave him a smile that made him shiver to the bones. "Um… I, uh… I think…"

"You can't get someone's consent when he's under duress." Harvey stepped in.

"I'm not pointing a gun at him, Harvey."

"Let's not play dumb, shall we? Mike works for you. That means he's under duress."

Jessica's smile got wider as Harvey got more irritated. Harvey always entertained her nicely outside the court. "Fine. You either take Mike or the picture. You can't take both. Your choice."

'Okay… I really don't want to lose to an embarrassing picture.' Mike thought as he looked at Harvey with pleading eyes.

'But if he chooses me, everyone who comes into this office will see that picture!' Mike looked away and focused on drinking his tea.

"Gather your things, Mike. We're leaving." Mike's eyes shot up at Harvey who had got up from the couch.

"Listen, Jessica. I'm taking Mike because he worked overtime under your orders last night at the party. I think that roughly covers two hours and a half. I'm also taking the picture because it's a matter of violated portrait rights. If you have a problem with that, sue me. But I'll be kind and let you keep the frame." Harvey pulled the picture out of the frame and put the picture in his breast pocket.

"Come on, Mike." Harvey turned around and headed to the door.

"Uh, it was an honor to work with you, Miss Pearson." Mike said politely and followed his boss out of the office.

As soon as the two left, Jessica sent Norma a text message: They acted fine but H looked a little painful when he saw the picture.

She had no idea that the only reason Harvey had looked painful was because he couldn't reenact the scene in the picture right then and there.

Mike was back in his sweet cubicle, trying to focus on work. He was grateful that it was a slow day for once because he was having a hard time concentrating.

'Let's not forget that there are security cameras watching me.' He told himself as he flipped another page.

Acting as if he hadn't spent a hot, wet night with his amazing boss was hard enough but having to watch his colleagues like a hawk was even worse. His observations had been fruitless for the past two hours. Harold had been sniffing all morning but he and Harvey already knew that he was a part of the H&M organization. Rachel had come by and had asked him why he looked so frustrated but Mike couldn't tell if she was a member or if she was being a good friend. Gregory gave him weird looks every once in a while but he had done that ever since Mike had hugged him while he was high.

'Gosh, I really suck as a spy.'

Mike remembered how his corporate spy incident had turned out. If Harvey hadn't bribed the security guard, he might have been in jail by now.

'Oh, how he cares about me dearly.'

Mike frowned in an effort to mask the smile that was close to breaking on his face. He hadn't cracked a silly smile for two full hours and he wasn't going to blow it now.

'I need to maintain my cover all day! Ah, it would be so much easier if I had a private office like Harvey. Hmm, I wonder what he's doing right now. Is he thinking about me? Is he planning what he's going to do to me tonight? Oh, I hope it involves lots of tongue. God, he moves his tongue so well! Okay, that's enough. I really have to focus on work.'

Mike couldn't wait for the day to be over. He already missed Harvey and not being able to show him affection when they worked in the same firm almost felt like torture.

Bleep.

The sound of a text message coming in brought him out of his thoughts. It was Harvey.

Come to my office with a file in your hand. Delete this message.

Mike had to dive to the desk to stop the cameras from catching him beam. 'Poker face! Where's my poker face?'

He took a deep breath before sitting up straight. Then he deleted the message and grabbed the file that he was working on.

'I cannot smile at him. Even if he looks drop dead gorgeous. I need to look fierce! I think I can do that.'

Mike put on his game face and stood up. He marched down the hall, ignoring the stares that he was getting. When Harvey's office came into sight, the first thing that he noticed was that the blinds had been pulled down. 'Oh, that cheater! I'm surrounded by security cameras in a fairly open area and he gets to enjoy that much privacy? Not fair!'

He stomped louder and saw that Donna was looking at him with a worried face.

"Are you okay?" She asked in such a soft tone that Mike almost nodded.

"I've seen better days." He added a long sigh to his already stellar performance. He was nervous to act in front of someone who 'embodied' her characters but Donna seemed to be buying his act.

"What happened? He yelled at you?"

Mike shook his head. "Sorry, I don't want to talk about it. It's like my soul hurts." He had to hide his face in the file to avoid bursting out in laughter.

"Mike, let me know what happened so I can help you out. You know I care about both of you." Donna looked into Mike's eyes and Mike felt his heart swell with gratitude. He was lucky to have someone like her in his life. Donna wasn't just his boss' secretary; she was a lighthouse when he needed guidance. She was the voice of reason even for Harvey and Mike had so much respect for the woman. But he couldn't cave in, not today.

"I'm sorry. Harvey's expecting me."

Donna nodded with a sympathetic face. "Go ahead. But be careful. He's had the blinds down ever since he got you out of Jessica's office."

Mike smiled faintly and hurried into the office.

"You wanted to see me?" He asked, trying his best not to sound excited.

Harvey pointed at the intercom, telling him that it was on. "Yes, come sit."

Donna might think that Harvey gestured at a chair or the couch but he actually gestured at his lap. Mike gladly walked up to his boss and sat down on the warm lap, wrapping his arms around the neck that he had missed so much. They had already talked about this scene in the morning. Whatever they said, they were supposed to understand it in the opposite way.

"Give me that file." Harvey said even though he couldn't care less about it. His hands were busy running up and down Mike's back.

"Here." Mike answered as he closed his eyes and breathed in Harvey's scent. He couldn't help but place a small kiss on the side of Harvey's neck.

Harvey made a small noise from the back of his throat and flipped a few pages of the file that he had been reading. "You call this work?"

Mike bit his tongue not to laugh. Harvey was a wonderful actor. Now it was his turn to impress.

"What's wrong with it? You know I always do my best." He said in a frustrated voice.

Harvey flipped several pages as loudly as he could. "I expect more from you, Mike. I thought you had an eye for details but what is this? This is poor work. Just by looking like this, I can see that you've missed things you shouldn't have. If you can't do your job properly, let me know."

Mike thought that if the circumstances had been different, he would have been deeply hurt by those words. But Harvey was quick to press his lips against his to let him know that he didn't mean it one bit.

"Gosh, Harvey, you're such a jerk." Mike spat out when he really meant that Harvey was a prince among men.

"What did you just say to me?" Harvey snapped as his hands caressed Mike's face and neck.

"I'm sorry if I disappointed you but I can't really focus on work after what happened last night." Mike remembered his line well.

Harvey felt as if he could see Donna prick up her ears. "I think we agreed not to talk about last night. And, work is work, Mike. If you can't deliver, I can always find someone to replace you."

"I'm not a robot, Harvey. I'll fix my damn mistakes but you can't expect me to be on top of my game every single day." Mike said in his most dangerous voice as he played with Harvey's silk tie.

"You don't get to tell me what not to expect. In case you forgot, you're working in a highly competitive law firm. With that kind of an attitude, I guarantee you that you won't last another year." Harvey gave his associate a deep kiss.

Mike had to bite back his moans as he melted all over Harvey.

"I hate you." He reluctantly got up from Harvey's lap and kissed the top of his head.

"I don't care about your feelings, Ross. Go back and get this done properly. I can always send you back to Jessica if I want to."

Mike hissed as he walked away from the desk, "For God's sake, what's wrong with you? I'm not an object you can just throw around! First you bet me and now you threaten to send me back because I made some small mistakes?"

Harvey slammed his fist on his desk, winking at Mike. "Who do you think you're talking to? I'm your boss. That means you do what I tell you when I tell you to do it. If you have a problem with that, you should go work for Luthor."

"God, Harvey, what is with you and Lex? Are you jealous because he looks more handsome than you?" Mike barely managed to not crack up. It was a good thing that he was able to cover his mouth with his hands in time.

"I don't have time for this." Harvey knew that Mike wouldn't last long. He had to send him out immediately.

"Oh, you don't have time to chat with your useless associate? Is that it?" Mike playfully stuck out his tongue while keeping his voice hysterical. Geez, he was so proud of himself.

"Get out of here. You've already wasted enough of my time. One more minute and I'll start charging you." Harvey handed Mike the file that he had brought with him and when Mike reached out to grab it, he placed a kiss on his hand.

Mike shook his head and said in a sad voice, "I can't believe I once thought that you actually had a big heart hidden somewhere."

"Get out, Ross. I will start charging you. You know you can't afford my billables."

"You don't have to remind me that so often. I know how much Mr. Harvey Fucking Great Specter earns an hour. I have a perfect memory, remember?" Mike blew Harvey a kiss as he approached the door.

"This is your last warning. Get out now." Harvey looked at Mike with so much affection on his face that Mike had to run out of the office with his face hidden behind the file, pretending to sob.

Mike was hiding in the men's room after fleeing from Harvey's office. The restroom was one of the few places that didn't have security cameras and where he could enjoy a good laughter without raising suspicion.

"Ahahaha…" He was inside one of the stalls, leaning against the door. Jessica had the restrooms renovated only a month ago so Mike had no problem staying in the men's room for longer than usual.

'Oh, this is definitely one of the best workdays I've ever had, ahaha… Poor Donna. She must've been so shocked at Harvey and me arguing like that!'

He felt a little guilty and sorry to whomever was behind the H&M club but it was exciting to act like spies with Harvey. It felt like it was him and Harvey against the world.

'So I really like the idea of me and Harvey being a team, don't I?'

He had no idea for how long Harvey wanted to get this act going but so far he didn't have any complaints. He wasn't sure how long he would last without convulsing with laughter but he liked the sense of adventure and thrill.

So he gleefully erupted into yet another fit of laughter, "Hahaha…" until he heard the door to the men's room open, "ha… boo hoo hoo…"

Harold stopped dead in his tracks as he strained his ears. Someone was crying in one of the stalls. The person was now sniffing softly and Harold found himself walking towards the locked stall.

Knock-knock.

"Excuse me. I know it's none of my business but are you all right in there? Would you like a Kleenex, maybe?"

Mike smiled at his colleague's offer. Harold could be kind like that. Then he lowered his voice and spoke weakly, "It's okay. I'll be all right…"

"Oh my god, Mike? Is that you?"

The smile left Mike's face. Harold sounded genuinely worried. "Yes, it's me."

"What's wrong? You know you can talk to me. Did Harvey say something mean?"

Mike could hear anger in Harold's voice. He was touched, given how Harold pretty much worshipped Harvey.

"Yes, he… he told me that I'm… I… Never mind, Harold. I'm sure I'm just being a drama queen…" Mike thought that he was getting better at acting. Once this was all over, he would very much like to ask Donna's opinion on the matter.

Harold clenched his fists and spoke gravely, "Wait here. I'll get him to apologize to you."

Mike's jaw dropped. What did his cubicle neighbor just say? "Excuse me?"

"I'll get Harvey to apologize. I can't believe someone would make you cry!"

Harold stomped out of the men's room before Mike could stop him.

"Harold! Come back here!" He shot out of the stall but Harold was already gone.

'Why do I feel like things are getting out of hand…? I didn't mean to upset him thatmuch.' Mike scratched the back of his head, wondering if he should lock himself inside the stall again until Harvey arrived.

'Is he really going to march into Harvey's office and demand that he apologize to me? Gosh, I need to see that.' Mike pondered if there was any way for him to witness Harold's courageous action and get back to the men's room in time but he was reminded that there were cameras following him everywhere.

'Damn, I forgot to tell Harvey about those cameras! He shouldn't have asked me all that while blowing me! They probably follow him around too but he barely leaves the office so maybe he hasn't noticed. I'll tell him tonight.' He sighed and went back into the stall.

Meanwhile, Harvey was dealing with three disgruntled people in his office. Jessica had stormed into the office as soon as Donna had told her about Mike and his 'argument', lecturing him about how to treat a subordinate. Then Donna had knocked on the door with the Harold kid stuck to her back like a toddler, telling him that Mike was crying in the men's room.

"What do you want me to do about it? It's a free country. He can cry if he wants." Harvey had offered all three of them to take a seat but they had preferred to stand.

Jessica had a stern look on her face. "Harvey, you should know that we can set up a seminar for partners like you. Louis has trouble handling his subordinates too so I think it could be a nice occasion. I happen to know a very experienced…"

Harvey groaned as he tuned out. He hoped that he wouldn't have to get stuck in a conference room with Louis and a counselor and listen to how he should respect his associate.

'I love my associate. Disrespect is not an issue here.' Then he realized what he had just thought. 'Love…? Really? Do I love him?'

Harvey waited for himself to freak out but it didn't happen. 'Hmm, interesting.'

"Harvey!" Donna's sharp voice brought him back to reality.

"What do you want, Donna?" Harvey almost whined. He wanted to be left in peace so that he could look at the picture that he had confiscated from Jessica's office.

"Didn't you listen to what we said? We want you to apologize to Mike! Come on, I'm sure you owe him that much."

"Yes! Please go apologize, Mr. Specter. Mike will really appreciate it..." Harold said politely, his knees shaking. Harvey was so intimidating and sexy at the same time.

Harvey thought about it. It was a good idea actually. He would get to see Mike in a private space where he could touch and kiss him, letting him know how much he liked… or maybe even loved him.

"Fine. Where is he?" Harvey got up slowly, pretending to be reluctant.

Harold gave him the exact location while hanging on to Donna's arm. Harvey nodded and shooed everyone out of the office before straightening his clothes. If he really loved Mike, he would like Mike to love him back and he couldn't think of a better start than to look marvelous in his favorite suit.

"Mike? You're in there?" Harvey asked as he locked the door to the men's room. There were plenty of other restrooms on the floor if anyone needed to use them.

"Yes, I am…" Mike was still trying to embody the frustration and sorrow.

"You can drop the act. This place isn't soundproof but pretty close to that." Harvey leaned against the wall and loosened his tie as he listened to Mike come out of the stall.

"Oh, I missed you, Harvey." Mike jumped into Harvey's arms and nuzzled his cheek.

"Missed you too, puppy." Harvey pulled his associate closer and covered Mike's lips with his own.

The kiss was slow but satisfying. It felt good to be in each other's arms while sharing an affectionate connection. Mike had almost moaned in happiness when he heard someone yell outside the door.

"I thought you said this place was close to a soundproof room." Mike broke the kiss and strained his ears but he couldn't hear anything else. It had gone quiet.

Harvey immediately grew suspicious and chose to whisper in Mike's ear, "I suggest we get back on the horse. We can never be too careful."

Mike smiled and nodded. Earlier in Harvey's office, he had found it hot to yell at his boss while touching him affectionately. So he loosened Harvey's tie even more and pouted, "I thought you came here to apologize."

"Apologize? I'll only apologize if you pay attention to my lecture." Harvey started to fondle Mike's ass.

"A lecture? Again? How many lectures do you feel like giving in under twenty four hours?" Mike had unbuttoned the top of Harvey's shirt so that he could touch his neck without the collar getting in the way.

"Listen to me, you ungrateful brat. I lecture you because I think you need one…" Harvey couldn't quite maintain his angry tone at the end because Mike had just sunk to his knees.

He looked down at Mike who was taking off his belt. 'What are you trying to do?' Harvey asked with his eyes.

Mike licked his lips and Harvey shook his head before leaning down to whisper, "Mike, don't do this. It's a terrible idea."

"But I want to." Mike whispered back.

Harvey felt his body getting highly interested but he wasn't going to go for it at work. "Do you even know what to do?" He shouldn't be asking such a question because he was going to refuse politely and get the kid back up on his feet but he was curious.

"I've paid attention when you gave me one this morning." Mike's proud smile made Harvey swallow hard. How he wanted Mike's pretty mouth to do filthy things for him…

On the other side of the door, the fight had finally come to an end. Several fan club members had been fighting over who got to use the stethoscope on the door to listen to what was going on in the men's room. The shout that Mike had heard belonged to Nusaiba, the company nurse, who had made it clear that the stethoscope was hers. Norma, Rachel, Harold, and Gregory narrowed their eyes at her but kept their mouths shut so that she could listen carefully.

"So? What's going on?" Harold asked impatiently.

"Shh… I think Harvey's lecturing him. About how an associate should listen to his boss."

"I thought he was going to apologize!" Gregory couldn't handle the frustration.

"He's saying that an associate should open his mouth only when he's allowed to, that he's supposed to breathe through his nose."

"What?" Norma frowned but soon understood what Harvey meant. "Ah, because his mouth is closed."

"Oh, this can't be good." The nurse frowned and everyone's eyes grew wide. "I think I should check Harvey's blood pressure when he comes out. He sounds weird… a little painful."

"Painful?" Rachel knitted her brows. "Well, I guess lecturing someone you care about can be painful."

"What is Mike saying?" Harold asked, twisting his fingers.

Nusaiba answered, "He's quiet obviously, probably breathing through his nose. Oh, now Harvey's saying that an associate should look his boss in the eyes while he's talking, that he should take and swallow what he gives him. And, ouch… I think Harvey may have slammed his fist into the wall. I heard a thud."

The blood drained from everyone's face.

"I can hear Mike whimper. I have a feeling that the situation might be much worse than we thought." The nurse was getting sad. "And, Harvey slammed his fist again."

"Oh no, what are we going to do?" Rachel paled.

Just when Norma was about to tell the members to have faith, the door to the men's room flew open. Everyone stared at Mike who looked disheveled; his hair was messed up, his lips were painfully red (it looked like he had bitten them while getting lectured), and he even had little tears in his eyes.

"Excuse me."

Mike managed to pass the alarmed crowd without falling to his knees in a hysterical laughter. Harvey would need a moment to recover and god, he felt great about himself.

Author's note: The day obviously continues to the next chapter :) I'm optimistic that I'll get it updated before 2012 comes :D Thank you so much for the encouraging reviews you leave me 3