More pregnancy cuteness abound. The scene in Harvey's office is one of my favorite scenes ever!

Disclaimer: I do not own Suits.

Trevor was waiting for her when she came home that night expecting the good news. Mike delivered of course. She breathlessly told Trevor that she was having a boy, deciding to leave out the part about Harvey crashing into the examination room since talking about the man was a sore spot of Trevor's. She had told Trevor of why Harvey did what he did to her, explaining that it was to protect her, but the other man was obstinate in his position. He was still steamed that it happened and was the one that supported her decision in not telling Harvey that he was the father of her baby. They sat on the couch and watched movies as they noshed on pizza topped with hot sauce, a constant craving of Mike's.

"So…" Trevor said swallowing a bit of pizza. "Now that you know it's a boy, are you going with blue everywhere?"

"I think so. Not for the fact that it's a color stereotypically used to represent the male gender but it's a calming color and if this child is anything like me, he's going to need all calming techniques that I can give." Mike explained. Trevor tapped his toe against her thigh playfully.

"Yeah you are a live wire aren't you?" Trevor joked with a smile. Mike reciprocated the smile and took another bite of pizza feeling the hot sauce steam her throat. She hummed in appreciation as she finished the slice. Trevor laughed at the sight of the liquid dripping down her chin. Mike snorted as she wiped it off with her finger and licked the sauce from the digit.

"Oh Mike, cut it out you temptress, you know what that does to me." Trevor breathed out sarcastically. Mike simply winked and teased her best friend by putting her finger in her mouth. Trevor rolled his eyes and took another slice of pizza from the box. "You're lucky to have me, you know that? Who else would sit here and eat ham and pineapple pizza topped with hot sauce? Me that's who." Trevor told her taking a bite. Mike nodded.

"Right. But who else would bring over a can of Red Bull and drink it in front of me knowing I can't have it?" Mike shot back. Trevor smirked.

"Me." He told her. She rolled her eyes and took another slice to eat. Trevor looked around the apartment.

"Is this place even big enough for you two?" He commented flippantly, taking another bite of his pizza.

"Yeah, there's a smaller room in the back that I've just been keeping some stuff in. I wanted to paint it and put in some furniture. It'll be cute."

"Because having a boy screams 'cute'." Trevor bit out with a snort. Mike looked at him in distain.

"You made your point, stupid." She said flicking a hand at him. "It's my baby and I'll decide if he should be cute or not. And I want cute so you get no say in it. Now eat your pizza before it gets cold." She ordered. Trevor smiled.

"Okay mommy." Trevor joked.

"Don't knock it; I am the closest thing you have to a mother." She told him. They shared a laugh and continued to enjoy their evening.

Another couple of weeks passed by. Mike sat in her chair in Harvey's office absently rubbing her quickly expanding middle as she read through some files for Harvey. She was now twenty-three weeks along and everyone knew about her baby. It was an accident, of course, but wasn't it always? She was walking back to her cubicle a week ago and saw that, as usual, there was a group forming at her desk. It was a common occurrence when she was on a conference call with Harvey that the other associates would try and take her candy (that she always had stocked) or Red Bull (that she couldn't drink now) or even her paperclips (claiming that they were heavier and better for throwing than the company's). This time though, while they were rifling through her things, they found some of the sonograms and leaflets that she read about pregnancy. That, along with bullying Harold into telling all, led them to finding out her secret. She sighed as she flipped through the pages on her belly since she couldn't lay them on her lap anymore. The associates were surprisingly accepting about the baby and even left her little things on her desk; candies, chips, sandwiches, things for her to eat. It was sweet and made tears well up in her eyes at their kindness.

Harvey's office door opened and the owner of the room walked in himself. She looked up at took in his form appreciatively. He was wearing a light grey suit over a crisp blue shirt and a navy tie and the line formed by the craftily tailored cloth was nothing short of breathtaking. Mike shook her head and looked back at the files trying to calm her libido down. Harvey crossed to the chair and sat down in it wearily.

"Mike, stop doing that. I need you to look into Carlton Harris. I need everything, bank records, where he ate breakfast this morning. Everything." He ordered pressing his fingers into the bridge of his nose resignedly.

"Okay, uh…I have these for you." She said pulling herself off of her throne with a grunt, the movement a large effort on her part. She handed him the papers after she straightened herself. He took them with a discomforted noise and flipped through them as Mike began to walk out of the office. Harvey was reading along the notations the associate made for him when he heard her go "Oh!" He looked up to see her standing stiffly by the door a hand pressed against her middle. Her face was open and showing clear surprise.

"Are you okay?" He asked, trying to hide the frantic tone he was feeling. She couldn't be going into labor right now?

"Its fine, it's just…there it is again." Mike said moving her hand against the bump.

"What?" Harvey was losing his patience with the vagueness.

"Phillip is moving."

"Phillip? Phillip Ross?"

"Just trying it out." She said. It had become a new game for them, if they were ever talking about the baby to just drop random boy's names and see if the other would like it. Most of the names were duds and Harvey had taken to start throwing out the oddest names just to make Mike laugh. Harvey stood up and walked over to her.

"Is Dustin moving?"

"No not Dustin. And…oh yes, he's right here." Her hand shot out and grabbed his, placing it on the curve of her abdomen, making him press down on it. He faltered a little bit; he tried to pull it away, fearful of hurting her but Mike's grip steadied him. "It's okay, you're not hurting me." She assured him before her face lit up. "There he is! Do you feel him?" She asked him hyperactively, vibrating in delight. Harvey didn't want to disappoint her but he couldn't feel anything. He opened his mouth to tell her just that before something poked at the palm of his hand. It was a small movement but he definitely felt something. His face turned down in concentration as he went searching for the source movement, pressing firmly and with more confidence. Then, something pressed against his hand again, a kick, an honest-to-goodness kick from the little boy in Mike's body. His eyes flickered to Mike's, her eyes watching him intently.

"This is…" Harvey breathed out slowly, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Awesome?" Mike suggested. Harvey was silent but there was a small smile on his face as the baby moved against his hand. Mike was floored by the level of intimacy that Harvey was showing to their child. She felt something bubble up inside of her as she seriously considered telling Harvey about the identity of the baby's father. She was saved from saying anything by Donna coming into the office.

"Harvey, Carlos Anderson's on the phone." Donna told him, trying to hide that she was sorry she had to break up the personal moment between the two. Harvey removed his hand from Mike's body and walked over to his phone. Mike chose this moment to leave the room and go to the bullpen. Donna turned and went back to her desk, surprised to see the managing partner sitting in her chair.

"Jessica." She greeted, failing to hide her surprise.

"Donna." Jessica nodded back to the secretary. Donna moved to block Harvey's view of her chair and sat on the counter space facing Jessica.

"What can I do for you?"

"You can tell me exactly what you know about the paternity of Mike Ross' baby." Jessica said bluntly. Donna blinked to distract herself from feeling surprised.

"What makes you think I know anything Jessica?" Donna asked. Jessica cocked an eyebrow and her full red lips tightened.

"You know everything Donna. And you owe me this. Who is the father of Mike Ross' baby?" She asked slowly.

Donna was silent. She wanted to lie to Jessica, wanted to simply say someone else's name but then she thought of Harvey and if she lied, it would most likely get back to him. It was better if there was no identity of the father but if she gave Jessica a name then Harvey would find out and that would crush him even more than the thought of the ring box in her desk. Donna sighed and motioned to Jessica that they were going to move down the hall. The two women walked to the conference room after Donna pulled something from her printer. Donna closed the door behind her and turned to the tall managing partner.

"The baby's Harvey's." Donna said.

Jessica sighed, pursing her lips. "Why would Harvey lie to me?" She asked, hurt in her voice.

"Harvey doesn't know." Donna replied.

"Mike didn't tell him?"

"No."

"How do you know?"

Donna rolled her eyes. "Mike told me…"

"So you made her tell you?" Jessica asked with a smile.

"Isn't that what I said?" Donna asked innocently. Jessica chuckled then sighed.

"This isn't good. Is she going to tell him?"

"She's under the impression that Harvey isn't going to be truthful with her. She's also worried that he wouldn't stay when the going got too tough." Donna explained.

"Harvey's not that type."

"I know. She's in denial. I mean," Here she took the paper that she grabbed from her desk and showed it to the other woman. "Does that look like someone who'll run away?" Jessica looked at the paper. It was a photo of the scene in Harvey's office just a few moments before. It was Mike and Harvey looking down at Mike's belly and Harvey's hand pressing against it. It was a picture of perfect intimacy that it seemed wrong to even be looking at it.

"How did you get this?"

"I have camera's trained on his office, what?" She said quickly, tilting her head to the side and giving Jessica a side look. Jessica's smirk grew as she gave back the paper. Donna and Jessica left the conference room and went back to their respective offices silently thinking of the predicament that the senior partner and his associate were deeply entwined in.

Mike sat on the bench outside of her office building savoring the crisp clean air of the unusually warm November air. Trevor was going shopping with her today to get her some of the furniture for the baby. She would go by herself but as she was seven months pregnant it was difficult for her to get around, much less carry all of that stuff. Stephanie would be attending as well and for Mike it was a welcome distraction. She loved Donna and Rachel but she wanted to have some distance from work and come down from the world of five-hundred dollar shoes and designer clothes. It was good for her to have some female friends that didn't work at Pearson Law Firm. She looked down the street to see if she could spot Trevor or Stephanie. She didn't see anyone familiar. She sat back with a sigh and tapped a tune out onto her belly. She smiled as she felt her son move within her. She then felt a buzzing from her coat and she pulled out her phone. It was Trevor.

"Hey." She said into the phone.

"Hey."

"Where are you?" She asked.

"I'm sorry Mike. Stephanie just called me; she had a death in the family." He said and Mike could hear the sincerity in his voice; he wasn't blowing her off.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's okay Trev, go with her." Mike told him. She heard him sigh over the line.

"Are you sure? Today's your day; we were supposed to go shopping." He reminded her.

"It's fine. We can go shopping anytime." Mike reassured him. Trevor sighed again.

"Thanks Mike. See you later." Trevor said.

"See you Trev." Mike hung up her phone and sighed.

"Mike?" A voice called from beside her. She turned her head and saw Harvey standing there.

"Oh, hey Harvey." She said dejectedly. Harvey sat next to her.

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, Trevor was just supposed to take me shopping today for some things for Stephan." She explained.

"No, just…no." Harvey said to the name. "What happened to Trevor?"

"Stephanie had a death in the family so he's with her. It's no big deal."

"Did you need it done today?"

"Well…we were going out to lunch because it's…" She mumbled something that Harvey couldn't hear.

"What was that?"

"It's my birthday," Mike said a little louder. Harvey cocked his head back.

"It's your birthday?"

"Yep, November 16th. That's today." Mike reminded him. Harvey sighed.

"I'm sorry. I should've remembered.

"Hey, we just finished a hard case. I'm surprised you even remembered that it's November." She joked just as the baby kicked her. "Ow." She reacted to the movement. Harvey leaned over with a smirk and tapped at her bump.

"Hey, leave your mother alone." He scolded gently. Mike smiled as he sat back up.

"You just encouraged him. Now he won't stop."

"Sorry." Harvey said, his smile telling her he's not really sorry. She rolled her eyes and leaned back. "So…hey…how about I take you?" Harvey suggested. Mike looked at him suspiciously.

"And why would you do that?"

"Because…you need a distraction and I'm here to provide it."

"And you have nothing to do? No, dates or whatever you call it?"

"Nope."

Mike thought about it for a moment. He was honestly offering to take her shopping. Mike folded her fingers in front of her and looked at him again. She smiled.

"Sure why not." She said brightly. Harvey stood up with a smile and extended his hands to help her up. Mike lurched forward and resumed her balance, Harvey's hands gripping her the entire time and the two walked over to the car. They climbed in and Ray put on some music while Harvey was caught up with some of the newest developments of the fetus in Mike's uterus. It was interesting the things that Mike read and could regurgitate, how at seven months the fetus' hair was growing atop his head and could distinguish between different sounds and voices. Mike's breath hesitated for a moment and she leaned forward. Harvey leaned forward in a gesture of concern but Mike assured him that it was okay, that she was having Braxton-Hicks contractions and that it was just preparing her for labor weeks down the line. Ray pulled up beside the large Macy's on Fifth Avenue and Harvey climbed out, helping Mike after Harvey gave some quick instructions. Mike waddled into the store and Harvey shook his head; her waddle was adorable.

They quickly made their way up to the furniture section and started to look at the large selection of cribs that were scattered around the room. Mike looked at the cribs in all different shapes and sizes. Wooden, metal, browns and blacks. There were so many. Harvey came and stood beside her, a gentle hand across her back. She looked over at him and smiled upon seeing the supportive look on his face. They set out looking at each model and argued over the silliest things; the color and price mostly. Mike said that she couldn't spend too much and what would be the point since in a couple of years he would move out of the crib into a bed. Harvey argued that if she chose a cheap price then the crib would be cheap. Mike rolled her eyes but saw his point. Once the crib was chosen; a beautiful cherry stained model, they set to getting the other essentials; a changing station combined with a storage container, a dresser, and a rocking chair. Mike wondered why she needed the rocking chair, to which Harvey replied, "do you think you'll be able to stand and rock him at three in the morning?" Mike sighed and let Harvey tell the sales associate that was following them the item number he wanted for the rocking chair. After he dismissed the sales associate the pair moved into the baby section of the large store and Mike started going through little toys for her baby.

"Harvey…" She called looking for the older man. She heard Harvey grumble something, indicating he was nearby. "Do you think Jonathan would like turtles?"

"First of all, no to Jonathan, it just makes me think of Dead and Loving It." Harvey said with a wave of his hand. Mike smirked.

"Oh, Jonathan," Mike drawled, fairly reminiscent of Mina from the movie. Harvey rolled his eyes and brought a large box to the cart he had taken to moving around the section with. Mike looked at the box. "Is that a swing? Didn't I just get a rocking chair?"

"Yes but this is self-moving. My brother got this when his daughter was born and it was the best thing I think he's ever thought of." Harvey replied. Mike followed dutifully behind him grabbing many stimulating toys for different periods after the baby was born. Once they got to the clothes Mike was intently looking through the racks that Harvey was able to slip away. He came back with armfuls of comfortable looking clothes for Mike. She smiled as he piled them into the cart nonchalantly and moved to a different rack to look at some of the clothes. Mike shook her head and looked at a particularly cute looking onesie with a monkey on it.

Harvey had drifted toward the end of the section looking at the seasonal clothing. The little cheap suits that children would wear for Christmas Eve mass and drool and spit up all over. He snorted in revulsion at the cheap fabric capturing the attention of a young female associate folding clothes. She smiled at him, her teeth stark white, a contrast from her olive colored skin.

"You need any help?" She asked him pushing dark curls over her shoulder.

"No thank you." Harvey said, deciding to be polite to this young woman. She glanced at him again.

"It's nice to see men in these parts." She commented lightly. Harvey looked over at her.

"You don't men around here?"

"Not in this section at least. Men let their women do the shopping for their children's clothes."

"Oh…I guess that makes sense." Harvey admitted, vaguely recalling his brother saying something to that effect. Something like Harvey I don't understand the difference between 2T and 3T so why would I go get clothes. I just provide for the kid monetarily. Then Alex got smacked in the head by his wife and Harvey laughed. The clerk looked around before turning back to him.

"So which one is your wife?" She asked gesturing around the throng of pregnant and non-pregnant women around the section.

"Oh she's no…" Harvey cut himself off, looking at Mike who was now flipping through different colored clothes. There was no reason to let the woman know that he and Mike were not married; he would never see this young woman again. "She's the blonde with the skinny tie."

The young woman's eyes caught Mike's location. She nodded saying, "She's beautiful. How far along is she?"

"Seven months. She's due in January or February."

"She looks really good. Small."

"She was a skinny woman." Harvey admitted. The girl laughed.

"You must be happy." She commented sorting through the clothes in front of her.

"How can you tell?"

"I can see it from the way you look at her." The girl divulged. Harvey looked over at Mike again; he was giving her a look? The girl giggled.

"Most people don't even know they are doing it sometimes. But it's there." She explained wistfully. Harvey didn't say anything, content with watching her fold.

"Harvey!" Mike was calling him.

"Excuse me." Harvey told the associate. She nodded quickly her cheeks blushing.

"Of course. I'm sorry to have been taking up your time." The girl apologized.

"It was no problem…" He stole a glance at her name tag. "Andrea."

"Congratulations. I hope he's a healthy boy." She remarked kindly.

"Thank you…how did-" He began to ask but was cut off by a blinding smile.

"You were looking at suits." She simply said continuing to fold.

Harvey nodded with a faint smile before moving to Mike. She smiled upon seeing him. "I think I'm finished here. Ready to go?"

"Yeah sure." Harvey said daring to steal one more glance at Andrea. Harvey pushed the cart over to the registers and the older woman began to ring up the items. Harvey noticed that behind the counter was a man that Harvey guessed was a manager in the store so as the cashier rung up the large amounts of items that Harvey and Mike gathered he got his attention.

"That young lady you have in the baby section. Andrea? She's a lovely associate and very helpful. Just wanted to let you know." Harvey said simply before turning back to Mike who was looking at him very curiously. The manager thanked him for his input and went on his way.

Harvey wouldn't ever get to know this but his comment saved that girl her job.

Mike and Harvey squabbled a bit about who would pay and while Mike was distracted on a point about the independence of women, Harvey swiped his card and signed the pad. It was only once he pulled Mike away did she realize what he did. He pushed the cart forward out of the store and to the waiting car. Mike berated him while he and Ray put the bags in the trunk.

"Mike, will you shut it for a moment? Geez." Harvey sighed as Ray closed the trunk. "Where do you and Ronald want to go to lunch?"

"Hate it. Oh…I am a little hungry." Mike admitted rubbing at her middle.

"Just a little?" Harvey smirked.

"Okay a lot…um…it's up to you?" She asked

"No way birthday girl. Pick." Harvey demanded gently.

"That…that steak place you took me after the Trivani case," she said excitedly, almost tasting the steak in her mouth.

"As you wish, my lady." Harvey said opening the door for her and bowing slightly. Ray chuckled as he opened the driver's side and sat.

Mike smiled as she slid in. She leaned on Harvey's shoulder and he pressed a hand to the bump to feel if the boy was moving around inside. She sighed as the car pulled away. This was the best birthday ever.

Okay so I estimate at least four more chapters. If I get another buzz, it could be longer. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all!

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