And we finally get to the end of this arc. There are a lot of things going on in this chapter, many things are revealed and Aiden just keeps getting more and more adorable.

Disclaimer: I do not own Suits, just any characters you don't recognize.

Part 7 of the Wedding Arc- Sunday)

Age: 5 years old

Harvey woke up to the sounds of paper ripping and sniffling. He looked over at Mike. Nope wasn't him this time. Harvey swung his legs over the side of the bed, thankful that he didn't have too terrible a headache. He paddled out of his room cautiously, not knowing what he could be facing. He leaned out of the glass walled hall and sighed quietly in relief when he saw it wasn't a burglar. He came out and stood in the living room looking down at the source of the noise.

Gabrielle was ripping paper and crying. Harvey cleared his throat and the girl looked up at him with shock in her tearful eyes.

"Uncle Harvey!" She gasped. Harvey placed his hands in the pockets of his sleep pants and looked at her.

"Do you mind? I was sleeping and I don't want to have Aiden running around this early on a Sunday." Harvey said to her. Gabrielle looked down at the mess. Harvey slumped to the floor and sat next to her. "Okay, what episode of 'Days of Our Lives' am I privy to today?"

"I'm insulted that you just compared my life to that drivel." Gabrielle said crossly. Harvey looked at her.

"You know what's worse? Mike and his friend…uh…H-something or other…they take lunch at 2 just so they go and watch 'General Hospital'." Harvey told her.

"Ugh."

"Are you going to tell me? Or do I have to guess? Don't make me guess. I'm hung over, tired and I haven't had coffee yet. You do not want access to my brain before coffee." Harvey warned her. Gabrielle rolled her eyes but didn't say anything. Harvey sighed.

"You're jealous of your brother." Harvey said watching as the girl's head snapped toward him. "Yes, I'm right, I know. I didn't even have coffee before I said that. I'm good." Harvey said smugly. Gabrielle stared at him mournfully.

"I…yes…" The girl admitted quietly. She then slumped against her uncle and cried. Harvey wrapped a long arm around her and held her as her tears dampened his shirt.

"Nothing is going to change." Harvey told her, his hand rubbing circles in her back. "Your mother and father still love you and just because your brother needs more attention because he's a baby doesn't mean you can't help, Spinner." He rambled. Gabrielle looked up at the older man strangely.

"You're Spinner. Not me." She said to him. Harvey's eyes widened as he realized what he had just said; a distant memory of a night, with his father's arms wrapped around him, forty years ago.

"Well…that's because…" Harvey was embarrassed but didn't want to show it. "Jealousy is an inherited Specter trait." He told her.

"Really?" She asked him, her eyebrow cocked. Harvey nodded.

"Yep. I was jealous of your father. Natalie was jealous of you and I think if Aiden had a brother or sister, he'd be jealous too." Harvey explained.

"But Natalie was adopted by dad." Gabrielle argued.

"Just the name Specter causes untold jealousy to arise in the hearts of men." Harvey acknowledged.

"How did you handle it? Becoming a big brother?"

Harvey took in a breath. Time to tell the truth, he thought. "I…took it badly." He admitted. Gabrielle looked at him skeptically.

"Badly?"

"Oh, yes." Harvey divulged. "I…tried to sell him in the annual yard sale when he was a year old. Fifteen cents. Almost worked actually. I tried to mail him when he was four, that almost worked. I lost him the mall when he was six. I tried to convince him he was adopted when he was eight. That backfired because grandpa told him that I didn't look like either of my parents since I was blonde, he said I was adopted. I spent two weeks in my room crying after school because of that. I didn't try anything else. My advice Ellie," Harvey started looking at her, "Is not to do any of those things. Believe me; it doesn't end well for you."

"But then…when did you begin to like dad?"

"Who said I like him?" Harvey accused. She cocked her head. Harvey chuckled. "Okay…when he was nine. This kid was bullying him in the school yard. I was thirteen, just like you. He looked so pathetic, crying and his nose bleeding. I couldn't not do anything. So I told the kid's father and he tried to take care of it but…it didn't work. I stepped in one day and beat the kid to a pulp. Kid was so scared he told everyone your father did it because I told him to or I would do it again." Harvey reminisced. "Mind you, I only did it because no one else is allowed to beat up on your father but me. He's my punching bag." Harvey quipped. Gabrielle chuckled slightly. Harvey sighed. "I'm not saying the feeling goes away, but if you write him off now…you may miss something, some moment that you can never get back. And trust me…when the moment's gone…it's gone." Harvey offered sagely advice to the young teen. She sighed and looked around at her destruction and chuckled uneasily.

"Thankfully those were just blank pieces of paper." She said to him demurely.

"I guess."

The two chuckled and Gabrielle hugged Harvey tighter. Harvey sighed and gave her a small squeeze. Gabrielle quickly cleaned the paper and threw it away in the recycling can-Aiden's idea. Soon the two were sitting at the island, Harvey drinking coffee and Gabrielle milk. They were silent, but it was a comfortable silence, the kind for thinking. Their thoughts were cut short by a bundle of energy surging into the room and taking a seat at the counter.

"Daddy! You're up early." Aiden commented loudly.

"Not so loud, it's the morning Aiden." Harvey reminded him placing a glass of orange juice in front of the child.

"Where's Uncle Mike?" He asked quieter this time.

"Right here monkey." A voice drifted into the room and Mike came stumbling in pulling a hand through his unruly hair. Mike sat in his chair and gratefully accepted the mug of coffee that was being given to him. Aiden smiled.

"Are we going to see the baby today?" He asked his father. Harvey nodded around a sip of his coffee. Aiden cheered and drank his juice quickly.

"Hey hey, slow down, we're not going until after you're done. Remember, its Sunday." Harvey said to the boy. Aiden stopped drinking. "What do we do on Sunday?"

"We go out to breakfast with Auntie Donnie." Aiden said. Harvey nodded. "Then we go see baby?" Aiden asked.

"Yes, then we go see baby."

"Yay!" Aiden cheered and took off from his seat to go into his room. Harvey shook his head and moved to get the boy dressed.

A half-hour later, the group left Harvey's condo to go out to a little breakfast bodega that Donna loved. It had become a tradition for Harvey Donna and Aiden every Sunday. It was courtesy to bring Mike and Gabrielle. They quickly wrapped up breakfast and made their way to Queens. They walked into the hospital and were directed to wait until 11:00 in order to visit the mother. Aiden couldn't contain his excitement as they waited. He was telling Donna what he was going to do with the baby. Donna was amused but Harvey wasn't.

"Aiden, for the last time, the baby can't play Iron Man with you, he's too little." Harvey said sharply. The child rolled his eyes.

"He doesn't have to hold my toys; he can sit there and wait for Iron Man to save him." Aiden explained exasperated.

"He can't be an innocent bystander." Harvey pointed out.

"He can't be a damsel in distress either, he's a boy." Was the next thing that came out of Aiden's mouth causing Donna to choke on her laugh to stop herself from disturbing the guests. The nurse came over to the group.

"Specter family?" She called. Harvey stood up. "Oh, good. You may come in two at a time."

"Thank you; come on Ellie we'll go first. I'll take Aiden afterwards." He said when the child started to become visibly upset.

"Is this the child's brother?" The nurse asked warily looking at the boy. Aiden cocked his head and was about to answer until Harvey cut in.

"Why?" Harvey asked sharply.

"Because only siblings can visit the mother and baby. Hospital policy." The nurse fired back.

"He is, the baby's brother. He's five." Harvey said quickly. Aiden gave his father a look; the kind that Harvey knew he gave Aiden when the child tried lying to him. Harvey simply looked down at the child and smiled. "And he's excited to see his brother, aren't you Aiden?" He asked his son, his tone indicating that he should forget for a moment that he was standing with his father and that he was an only child. Aiden smiled back at his father.

"Yep. I am Uncle Harvey." Aiden replied back. The nurse looked like she wanted to protest but simply turned and started toward the door.

"The three of you can come after you are all screened for infection." She said as she motioned them to follow her. Mike and Donna smiled at them in encouragement. Gabrielle walked silently behind her uncle and her 'brother'. The nurse screened them and once they were proclaimed clean, the three walked down the hall in the maternity ward to see Helen. The nurse left them at the door and walked back to attend to something. Harvey sighed and Gabrielle looked over at him.

"What was that about?" She asked her uncle.

"They wouldn't have let Aiden come in otherwise and if he wasn't allowed then I would have to put up with his pouting all day. That's not something I can do hung over; I've tried." Harvey explained quickly. Gabrielle just looked at him, a sarcastic look on her face. "Oh, shut up and go see your mom. And you," he pointed at Aiden, "don't be loud," Harvey warned pushing the door open. They walked into the room to see Helen sitting up in her bed holding the baby. She still looked tired but she also glowed with contented happiness. Alex was sitting beside her bed in a chair with the same proud look as he had when his daughter was born. Harvey quietly closed the door behind them as Aiden's eyes widened.

"That's the baby?" He whispered to his father. Harvey smiled and bent down at the waist to be closer to his son's ear.

"Yep. I told you he'd be tiny." Harvey said. Aiden giggled before walking over to the bed after Gabrielle. Aiden noticed there was another nurse in the room before walking up to Alex and giving him a hug.

"Hi, daddy!" He said to the man causing Alex a moment of confusion.

"Aiden…" He trailed off looking at his brother. Harvey's eyes darted to the nurse quickly and he hoped that Alex wasn't too tired to interpret the gaze. Helen noticed the look and was more quick on the uptake.

"Hi Aiden, how's my little man?" She cooed. Aiden turned and slipped over to the bed quietly.

"This is the baby, mommy?" Aiden continued with the pretense. Helen nodded and smiled down at them. The nurse smiled at the boy's cuteness before she slipped out the door. Harvey walked over toward the other chair in the room and sat down. Aiden bounded over to his real father and draped himself across Harvey's thighs. "Did I do good daddy?" He asked.

"Yes, Aiden you did well." Harvey responded. Alex shot the two of them a curious look.

"What was that about?" He asked his brother as Helen quietly talked to Gabrielle.

"They wouldn't let Aiden come in unless he was the sibling of the baby. So, Alex this is your son, Aiden." Harvey said tilting his legs, moving the boy towards his brother causing the boy to giggle.

"We're just pretending Uncle Alex." Aiden explained, in case Alex didn't understand. Alex chuckled and shook his head. Helen was giving Gabrielle the baby to hold.

"Cradle his head…there you go sweetie." Helen instructed as Gabrielle shakily took the baby in her arms. She swayed slightly as the infant's face scrunched up with the movement from his mother. Gabrielle smiled and looked over at Harvey, suddenly realizing what he had meant before. Harvey smiled back, their untold moment forever locked in that gaze. Aiden shuffled up onto Harvey's lap.

"I want to hold…uh…does he have a name or is he 'baby'?" Aiden asked innocently causing Harvey to stifle a laugh.

"Andrew." Alex said smiling, "Andrew Gordon Specter. After both his grandfathers." Alex explained. Aiden's nose crinkled.

"That's a silly name. You should've named him 'Aiden' that's a better name." Aiden said.

"But your name's Aiden." Gabrielle protested. Aiden rolled his eyes.

"That's why it's a better name." Aiden responded in a superior manner. Harvey poked him the ribs causing the child to double over with a squeak.

"If you two have the same name, how are we supposed to tell the difference?" Harvey asked him. Aiden gave his father a look before sighing.

"I'd be A-I-D-E-N and he could be A-I-D-A-N." The child explained slowly. Helen laughed from her bed.

"Well, unfortunately, your uncle and I already signed Andrew on his birth certificate. Sorry Aiden, looks like you're the only one."

"That's fine, no one can be another me anyway." Aiden replied with his nose turned in the air.

"If this is what he's like when he's five…" Alex began, his voice a conspiring whisper. "Imagine what he's going to be like at fifteen."

"I don't want to think that far ahead thank you." Harvey responded in the same whisper. Gabrielle looked to her mother.

"I have to go to the bathroom." She told the woman. Helen nodded and pointed over to Harvey.

"Give Andrew to your uncle." She told her. Gabrielle slowly tiptoed over to Harvey who took him gently into his arms. Aiden had shifted on his father's legs to get a better look at the baby. Harvey looked down at the child fondly. The baby was still asleep but Harvey could see that the baby was a combination of Helen and Alex- the curve of his nose and his small jaw shaped very Specter-like, his hair was a wispy brown color from Helen and his lips were thin like her's as well. Aiden leaned forward as his father looked down at the baby.

"Was I this small daddy?" He asked quietly. Harvey nodded. "Did you hold me like this?"

"No, I told you Aiden that I got you when you were eight months old. You were much bigger than Andrew." Harvey reminded him. Aiden nodded.

"Can I hold him daddy?" Aiden asked. Harvey hesitated for a moment, reminded that his son was easily distracted by things and how would that go if he dropped Andrew. Alex chuckled at his brother's hesitation and nodded. Harvey lifted the baby gently over Aiden's head as the child shuffled on his father's lap, back against Harvey's chest. Harvey placed the baby against the thin legs of the boy and instructed him on how to hold the baby.

"Place your hand here, very good Aiden," Harvey settled the boy's hand against the baby's neck and moved an arm under the baby's body. Harvey's arms remained as a precautionary measure since Aiden's arms couldn't fully support the baby. Aiden beamed as he proudly held the infant.

"Daddy, I did it!" He exclaimed. Harvey shushed him quickly, his eyes darting to the baby. But the damage was done. Andrew opened his eyes and Harvey was met with two orbs of brown that all the Specter men shared. Thankfully Andrew didn't cry. Aiden gasped slightly.

"Daddy, he's looking at me!" Aiden whispered. Harvey nodded against the child's shoulder where his chin was resting. Harvey was wistfully away in his memories of Aiden as an infant and how fast these five years flew by them. Harvey sighed and squeezed his son tighter with his elbows.

Eventually, Mike and Donna were allowed to see the baby as Harvey took Gabrielle and Aiden for lunch. Gabrielle was like a totally different teen. All she could talk about was Andrew. Harvey was finding himself smiling the entire time as Aiden and Gabrielle argued about who was going to be the better playmate to the baby. Aiden was winning, Harvey thought, but that was because he was biased. Although, if his niece kept on saying how she was going to dress him up like a doll, maybe it was best if he was biased to his son.

"Boys don't play dress up!" Aiden growled at her for the third time. Gabrielle scoffed and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

"He's my brother; I can dictate what I want to do with him." The teen spat back. Aiden's nose scrunched up and his head snapped to his father.

"Daddy, I want a brother!" Aiden said forcefully causing Harvey to choke on his drink. He coughed for a bit and looked over at his son, seeing that he was deadly serious.

"Aiden…you're not getting a brother. You're enough for me to handle."

"But daddy!" Aiden whined banging his hands on the table. "I want to play with Andrew but I won't play with him if he's dressed like a girl!" Aiden said firmly. Harvey rolled his eyes.

"Gabrielle can't dress him like a girl, Alex won't allow it. Now will you keep your voice down…there are other people in the restaurant." Harvey scolded gently. Aiden's head whipped around the room seeing that there were people indeed staring at the child's outburst. Aiden slumped into the seat in embarrassment. Harvey chuckled as Aiden's cheeks turned red. Gabrielle just scoffed and continued to eat.

They soon made their way back to the hospital and Alex had requested to see his brother alone. He left Aiden and Gabrielle with Mike and Donna, as well as Natalie and Christopher who had come sometime after Harvey left. Harvey made his way to Helen's room to see Alex sitting in the chair with his son, Helen nowhere to be found.

"Helen wanted to go out for a moment," Alex explained before Harvey could ask. Alex smiled when his brother took the seat in front of him. The two brothers looked at the baby in silence as he was glancing at Alex's face.

"He's so small; he's much smaller than Gabby was." Alex noted rocking the baby slightly. "Is this what is was like for you?" He asked his brother. Harvey cocked his head questioningly and Alex chuckled, "I mean…when you held Aiden for the first time, when you knew he was yours, did you feel like…you could take on the world?" Alex clarified.

"When I first held Aiden, all I could think about was dad." Harvey told him. Alex looked up at him taking his eyes off of Andrew for a moment. "I thought about how much Aiden looked like him and…that he would never meet dad."

"Yeah…at least Gabby got to meet him." Alex said mournfully. Harvey leaned over and squeezed his brother's knee empathetically. Alex smiled a sad smile before saying, "We both have sons." He noted. Harvey nodded. "I was so jealous of you when you told me about Aiden," Alex admitted looking down to his son, "I mean…I love Gabby and Nat with all my heart, but…a dad and his son, you know…that bond dad was always talking about? I just…I wanted it too, because…you have it with Aiden, that bond. I can't hope to understand Gabby sometimes, Helen can and that's fine but I want what you have and now I have it." Alex smiled down at his son fondly.

"They are going to drive each other insane." Harvey noted with a chuckle, referring to Andrew and Aiden. Alex chuckled along with his brother in agreement.

"Like you two did," a voice emerged from the door. Harvey's head whipped around to see Elena standing in the doorway. Harvey stiffened and straightened in the chair as she walked over to her younger son.

"He's beautiful." She commented breathlessly. Alex nodded and lifted him slightly.

"You want to hold him?" Alex offered. Elena nodded and placed her bag on the bed holding her arms out. Alex slipped the baby into the waiting arms as he stood. He stretched his tight muscles and smiled. "I'm going to step out and stretch for a while." Harvey stood up quickly realizing Alex wanted him to stay in the room alone with his mother.

"I'll go with you!" Harvey quickly offered, trying to not look at his mother. Alex smiled a sly smile before shaking his head.

"No, you just got back, it's okay. The nurse will be by to check up on him and Helen should be back any minute. Don't worry." Alex reassured them as he walked out, leaving them both to stare after the man before their eyes flickered at each other. Harvey huffed and sat back in the chair. Elena turned her attention to her second grandson and cooed at him. Harvey was silent as Elena paced the floor silently quietly talking to the child. A nurse came into the room, large and imposing, taking the baby from his grandmother silently and moving to a curtained area of the room to give the baby a check over. Elena stood stiffly, unsure of what she was supposed to do now that the baby was taken from her. She found a chair a little ways away from Harvey and deposited herself in it. Harvey glanced over to her curiously.

"You can leave now." He said waving a hand to the door.

"I'm here to talk to your brother. You can leave if you'd like." Elena retorted smartly, mimicking her son's gesture.

"Alex wanted to talk to me as well, so I'm stuck here." Harvey shot back crossing his arms defiantly. Elena sighed and tilted her head elegantly to the floor.

"We were set up." She said quietly.

"What?"

"Alex called me and wanted to talk to me. He calls you and asks you to come. Then he leaves. He wants us to talk to each other."

"We've been speaking all week."

"But not truly alone."

"We aren't alone." Harvey pointed out his hand gesturing to the nurse.

"She's not there; she took the baby outside where Alex and Helen probably are waiting to accost us if we try to leave." Elena said dully. Harvey stood up and went to the small window on the door. He looked out and saw that his mother was right; Alex and Helen were outside talking to a doctor, baby Andrew in Helen's arms as she sat in a wheelchair. Harvey backed away from the door and flopped back into the chair bonelessly.

"Great." Harvey spat closing his eyes, pulling a hand over his face. Elena coughed and crossed her legs.

"There are worse things." She said optimistically causing Harvey to scoff.

"Like what?"

"I could be stuck in poorly decorated room." Elena said casually. Harvey rolled his eyes.

"You see, that's funny because this is a hospital room; that's the epitome of poorly decorated."

"Oh, your office is much worse."

"I like my office." Harvey defended his not-poorly-decorated office.

"That's great dear, doesn't mean it isn't poorly decorated."

"Guess I never really listened to your Martha Stewart moments when I was at home."

"You never really listened to me at all."

"Hmm…I wonder why? Oh yeah, because I couldn't believe a word you said."

Elena scoffed. "Typical, just typical. You're still trapped in the world of twenty-eight years ago! I'm not saying to let it go; I just want you to move on. Don't you get tired of being mad at me?"

"No. Because it's not about that either. It never has." Harvey said seriously.

"What have I done to you? What have I done that has made you so…I'm still your mother." Elena said softly.

"No, you were never my mother." Harvey said sharply. "You were my…mirror. My self-depreciative, doubting, nit-picking mirror." Harvey explained angrily. "If I needed to be kicked in the balls while I was on the floor, you would be the one to do it. If I ever needed a list of my shortcomings and faults, I would find you. You were always there to tell me what I did wrong and how horrible I was at it…"

"I never told you that you were horrible at anything." Elena interrupted but Harvey continued to talk as if she didn't.

"All I wanted was to impress you, and I couldn't. But Alex? All he had to do was twirl around in a circle and it was like he was Fred Astaire!" Harvey exclaimed dramatically.

"Harvey…"

"No, no. You want to know why I can't stand you? Here it is. You've never given me the time of day unless you wanted to criticize me. You know how they say you're your own worst critic. That's not true; you are my worst critic, and you always have been. It was always, 'Harvey stop antagonizing your brother, he doesn't know any better' or 'Harvey not now, figure it out by yourself'. I don't recall ever hearing a positive thing come out of your mouth about me." Harvey recalled bitterly. Elena was silent. "I tried so hard to get something from you, a 'good job' or a 'that's great Harvey' but all I got was a shrug or a disheartened comment. I got into NYU, NYU, and all you had to say was why didn't I get into Yale, Princeton or Harvard. And baseball? I played for you but you never came to a game; you were always 'working'. I pitched a perfect game. I blew out my arm for you and it wasn't enough. You cared more about the bills than my arm." Harvey accused her, tears prickling at the corners of his eyes. "Dad was always proud of me, no matter what I did. Was it so hard for you to tell me that, like I heard you tell Alex?" Harvey finished, his voice no louder than a whisper. Elena stared at him for a moment before standing and walking over to him. She placed a hand on his cheek timidly causing him to flinch. She sighed and forced herself to look into his glassy brown eyes.

"I…you…" She faltered to find the words. "You…are so much like me…I always knew that…I never thought you really needed it because you were always so self-confident and self-assured that…it seemed unnecessary to do so, that it would be overkill. You needed challenging or else you would be bored because you are so smart. I was your challenge I guess…I made you want to work harder and harder, pushing you to the limit so you could get over that next hurdle...I never thought it would get this bad…when you caught me all those years ago and then you started to lash out…you pulled away from your father and I and then you…left." Elena shrugged helplessly. "You hated me and I...just had to accept it. You didn't want or need me anymore. You rose to the top, went to Harvard and became the best closer in the city. I did my job and I'm not sorry for the way I did it because…just look at you." She whispered stepping back and pulling him to stand. "You're a handsome, smart, compassionate man. You are a great father and lawyer and you should be proud of yourself. And even though I give you grief over things…I can't help who I am; I will always push you away, make you angry. And you will always look at me and see what I did to your father. You'll look at Roger and hate me for leaving your father for him. But…I will always love you, Harvey." Elena promised him looking up at him seriously before enveloping him in a tight embrace. Harvey was still in her arms, not sure of what to do. Elena stepped back and grabbed her bag from the bed. She opened the door and walked out, closing it behind her. Harvey slumped back into the chair and placed his fingers at the bridge of his nose, pinching the thin column of cartilage there. He remained there for a few moments when the door opened and Alex walked in wheeling Helen.

"Andrew's down for the night…" He started to explain when he saw Harvey's form. "Are you okay Harvey?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm fine," he whispered back, not trusting that his voice wouldn't crack. Alex came over and leaned to the left to try and see his brother's eyes.

"Are you…crying?" Alex asked incredulously. Harvey's head snapped up and he quickly wiped at his cheeks finding that they were indeed wet.

"I…hospitals make my eyes water. The horrid décor and all." Harvey lied waving a hand at the pumpkin colored walls and brown upholstery. Alex's face told Harvey that he didn't believe a word that came out his mouth but wasn't going to say anything. Harvey stood and kissed Helen on the cheek and giving his brother a pat on his shoulder before leaving the room. Gabrielle was walking down the hall and Harvey gave her a kiss as a goodbye, telling her that he'd stop by to see her before she left for Canada. He came into the waiting room and saw Mike was by himself with Aiden and they were reading a magazine.

"Hi daddy!" Aiden crowed excitedly from the chair. Harvey allowed himself a small smile at the boy before he stood in front of them. "Did you know that snow monkeys are from Japan?" Aiden asked him. Harvey chuckled.

"Nope."

"Well they are. Just in case you were wondering one day. Like, you're walking down the street and you suddenly think, 'hey, I wonder where snow monkeys come from?' you'll remember that I told you." Aiden rambled innocently but Harvey knew the kid was aware of what he was doing; he was trying to distract Harvey from whatever the man was thinking. Harvey shook his head; the kid always did that when he thought Harvey was upset. Perceptive little shit, his kid was. Harvey smiled and lifted the boy from the chair and hugged him close. Aiden snuggled against his neck before whispering in his ear, "Are you okay daddy?"

"I will be buddy," Harvey responded, "I will be."

That's the end of the arc. But the fun isn't over yet. Saturday you're all in for a teen!Aiden treat. It's the chapter that all parents dread: the question of independence. See you all Saturday!

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