Forgive and Forget, Right?
Prompt for: Far Away in Wonderland
The prompt for this story is really long and kind of tells the whole story so I didn't want to spoil it for you! Enjoy!
P.S. This is story number 25! We're a quarter of the way there! These prompts are amazing!
Harvey smirked as he sat across from a fellow Senior Partner, Kate Justice. Damn, what a women. He would totally sleep with her if she wasn't so much like him. She was hot as fuck, though, he couldn't deny that.
"Would you stop undressing me with your eyes, Harvey," Kate rolled her eyes. "You came in here for a reason. What is it?"
"I need a favor."
"Depends on what the favor is," she replied, sitting back in her chair. "And what's in it for me."
Harvey scrubbed his chin in thought. He glanced out the door and saw his associate walking by and an idea popped into his head. "I'll give you my associate for a week. He'll do whatever you need him to do." He had promised the kid, after shipping him off to Louis for a case, that he would never do something like this again. But this was important and it was the only way he was going to win the case he was on.
Kate glanced out the window as well, seeing Mike for herself. She thought about it for a moment before nodding. "Your boy genius Mike Ross? Okay. You've got yourself a deal, Specter. Send him in at the end of the day. So what do you need?"
Once he told Kate what he needed, Harvey shook her hand and then left to head back to his own office. Mike somehow disappeared in the file room for the rest of the day and when six o'clock came, he told Donna to get him in the office.
"What's up?" Mike said, looking like he was all ready to go home.
"I've got an assignment for you."
"What kind of assignment?" Mike questioned, sitting down on the couch.
"You're going to work for Kate Justice for a week. She's a Senior Partner down on the 46th floor," he replied, not looking up from his laptop.
Mike frowned. "Why?"
"I needed a favor. She needed an associate. Simple as that."
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
Harvey looked up with an eyebrow raised. "Excuse me?"
"You told me…you promised me after you pawned me off to Louis that you would never do that again. I'm not like one of your girls you sleep with for one night, ignore her for two weeks and then call her up when you want to get off again!"
Harvey shot up in anger. "Shut the fuck up, Mike. I can do whatever the hell I want with you. You're just a lowly associate, kid, and you would be nothing but a pot-smoking, lowlife, college dropout if it wasn't for me pulling your ass out of the gutters. Now are you either go see her right now like I told her you would or are you going to disobey me like you usually do? However, if you don't like it, then, by all means, leave. But you can never set foot in this place again."
Mike's mouth clamped shut, anger and hurt swirling in his chest. "Fine," he said tersely before gathering his things and storming out the door. Once he left, Harvey collapsed back in the chair, pinching the bridge of his nose. That wasn't how he expected that conversation to go. Mike was right, he couldn't, well, shouldn't keep doing that to him. But it was only one more time. Next time he would counter something else up…maybe a client or something.
~+SUITS+~
Mike forced the anger at Harvey down by the time he reached his temporary boss' office. He was so pissed that Harvey had lied to him; how many times was he gonna believe that he would never do this again? How many chances was he going to give the man? Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the glass door.
"Come in," a warm voice answered. He stepped into the office nervously, feeling like a kid walking into a new classroom on the first day of school. The brunette woman- very beautiful and strong he might add- looked up and grinned. "You must be Mike Ross. I'm Kate Justice."
Mike smiled nervously and they shook hands. "Nice to meet you. I don't think I've ever seen you around."
The woman chuckled. "Well, when you're stuck on this miserable floor you don't get much visitors. I was surprised when Harvey came down here to ask for a favor."
"Yeah," Mike said, looking down at the ground.
"Don't worry, Mike. We're gonna have fun, I promise. I'm way better than that rat bastard Louis Litt, I swear."
Mike smirked. "He's not that bad."
Kate raised an eyebrow and Mike laughed. "Alright he can be a little difficult to be around."
The woman snorted. "That's putting it lightly. Not to mention he's obsessed with cats like no one I've ever seen and carries a Dictaphone everywhere. I may be on this floor, but word gets around."
Mike laughed again. He liked this woman…maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"So what do you need me to do?"
"Nothing tonight, I'm sure you want to go home and sleep after Harvey makes you pull all-nighters."
Mike opened his mouth to talk, but she kept going. "Again, I know things. I've seen you before and I've also noticed that you barely ever leave. So go home, get some rest and I'll see you nine a.m. sharp."
The blonde smiled. "Thanks." He bobbed his head and then headed outside to bike home. He was still pretty pissed at Harvey for going against his word, but Kate was nice and already treating him better than Harvey ever did. He took a deep breath and started pedaling home. He needed to get some good shut-eye so he could be alert tomorrow. And for once, he was gonna make damn sure he wasn't late.
~+S+~
The next morning, Mike showed up in Kate's office twenty minutes early, ready for whatever shit she was gonna throw at him. She seemed nice the day before, but when it came to work, he didn't know how she'd act.
"Mike!" Kate smiled when he stepped inside the office. "You're early."
He shrugged. "Figured I'd get a head start."
"That's always a good thing." She handed Mike a file and he began to flip through it. "This is a pretty big case." Family of Robin Deering v. Volkswagen; apparently the brand new car that Deering had bought had faulty brakes and the airbag that deployed exploded, sending shards of metal out at him and causing his death. Volkswagen claimed they had sent out a recall, but it didn't look like the Deering's had gotten the news until the day after. "Are you sure?"
"Of course I'm sure. You're a genius, remember? I have faith that you can do this. I can go with you to interview some witnesses if you want, but I'm sure you don't want to be babysat, right?"
That was true. "No, I definitely don't."
"Good. Let me know how it goes and when you come back we can discuss it over lunch. Oh and there's a car waiting out front to bring you around."
Mike grinned. Sweet. "Cool, thanks." He gathered his things and left to go outside. He could get used to this. Throughout the week, he and Kate had a great time and he was really starting to like how much better she treated him. She let him go to court with her, both slaying it by the way, the discussed the case over lunches, which she paid for and they both really started to get along. Mike felt respected…nothing that he would ever get from Harvey. That's why he barely hesitated when she asked if he wanted to be her associate.
"So what do you say?" She smiled. "You absolutely killed it with this case and I'd like to continue our partnership. I'm proud of you, Mike. I don't understand why Harvey would ever want to let you go."
Mike never heard anyone say they were proud of him…well maybe his Grammy. But Harvey never said it. "Yeah, me neither," he muttered. Seeing as Harvey treated him like absolute shit, maybe this would be good for him. "Alright, I'll do it."
"Great! It'll be a pleasure working with you more, Mike. Do you want me to tell Harvey or are you?"
Mike sighed. "You can. Hearing it from me he probably won't believe it."
Kate smiled. "Alright. Go home and I'll see you tomorrow."
"Thanks Kate."
Once Mike left, Kate took the elevator up to the fiftieth floor and strode towards Harvey's office. It wasn't surprising when he saw him in there immersed in paperwork…work he most likely he would've piled on Mike. She was more surprised that he didn't give Mike stuff to do even though he was working for her. She lightly knocked on the door and stepped in.
He looked up and grinned. "Kate, I'm surprised I haven't seen you earlier with Mike being a handful and all. I would've thought you'd be begging me to take him back on the second day."
"He's been great, in fact. A hard-worker; he really cares about what he does. Don't know why you would ever give him to anyone and not keep him for yourself."
Harvey chuckled. "It was only for a week. No harm done…though now I won't have to do all this paperwork."
"Actually, that's why I came up here. Mike is coming to work for me, now, as my associate."
Harvey looked up and scoffed. "Yeah right. Mike would never do that."
Kate shrugged. "Ask him yourself. I offered and he accepted."
"Then why isn't he telling me?" Harvey said, standing up and realizing that this might actually be happening.
"Because he didn't think you'd believe him and to be honest I don't blame him. Maybe you should've treated him better."
Harvey gritted his teeth. "Did he tell you that?"
"He didn't have to, Harvey. Things get around, I know how you are and just how he reacted to some things…like when I said I was proud of him. He was speechless…like he's never heard those words in a sentence before. I'm sorry, Harvey, but I guess you can't always have what you want."
She left the room without another word and Harvey was dumbstruck. Surely she was joking, right? He stood up and briskly walked out of the building, hoping to catch Mike before he left. Miraculously, he found the kid walking out of the building towards an awaiting car. Since when did he have a driver? And what happened to his bike?
"Mike!"
The blonde stopped with a groan. He had tried to get out as fast as possible, but Louis had ended up stopping him for something. He knew once Harvey heard the news he would come looking for answers. He turned around and waited for the explosion.
"What the hell, Mike? Is this a joke?"
"No, it's not a joke, Harvey. It's very much true. I don't know why you even care. I thought you would be glad that I wasn't your associate anymore."
"Is this seriously because I gave you up again?"
"That's part of it Harvey. But Kate treats me a hell of a lot better than you ever had. You may have been protecting my secret, but that's because you're worried about your own ass. I can't trust that you won't ship me off to another partner or maybe even another firm to get another favor and another and another! And I know you'll do it again, Harvey, don't say you won't. After all I'm just a lowly associate and nothing but a college dropout, right? You obviously don't respect me enough." He started getting into the car. "I'm done with you Harvey and there's nothing you can do to make me change my mind." With that, he shut the door and drove off, leaving Harvey standing with his jaw dropped. He couldn't believe what just happened. Shit, he really did it this time. He really fucked up.
~+SUITS+~
Throughout the next two weeks, Harvey ended up having to use someone from the associate pool…which he, without question, fucking hated. He realized now that he took Mike for granted and no matter how he hard he tried, the kid would not leave Kate. Donna was pissed for what he did and took Mike's side saying Harvey deserved it. Now she barely talked to him unless it was business. Harvey hated himself right now…so much. He had to find a way to make Mike come back…for the kid to forgive him, but that was easier said than done. Harvey rubbed his face and grabbed his drink from the coffee cart when he heard a familiar voice. He turned to see Mike ordering a hotdog from a stand not too far away from where he was.
"Fifth time's the charm," he breathed and walked over. "Mike."
The blonde turned and the smile fell from his face. "Harvey."
"Can we talk?"
"The answer to your question for the hundredth time is no. I'm not going back to work for you. You don't even care about me…you just want me to do all your legwork. You want to throw shit on me and put me down. I tried to be a good associate for you…a good friend. I thought we were friends, Harvey and those things you said made me realize I mean nothing to you."
"Mike," he swallowed. "I'm…I'm sorry."
The blonde was taken aback at the words he'd never thought he'd hear from Harvey. He sighed and shook his head. "I am too." He walked back towards Pearson Hardman and Harvey swore silently. What the hell was he going to do? Nothing…there's nothing you can do, Specter. You lost him...for good. It's over. It was time to start looking for another associate. If he decided to be more of an ass, he would've exposed Mike for what he was, but he wasn't going to ruin the kid's life…he wasn't gonna have him end up in jail. He deserved Mike leaving him.
A Week Later
"Mike, go home."
The blonde's face shot up from the table with a gasp and he heard a chuckle behind him. He blinked the sleep out of his eyes and looked behind him to see Kate shaking her head in amusement.
"You never cease to impress me, Mike, but go home…and take tomorrow off. You've been going ham on this case and I have confidence we're gonna win."
"But-"
"No buts. Geez, you're as stubborn as my kid."
Mike raised a brow. "You have a kid?"
"Had. He died in a car accident at eighteen."
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay…well it's not but it's been ten years since. I've recovered…but you remind me a lot of him actually. He was smart, outgoing, and like I said, stubborn as hell. Never took no for an answer. And neither will I so get going. It's nearly eleven and I know you haven't been sleeping much. I can tell by how many times you've yawned and the amount of coffee you drink in a day."
Mike blushed and chuckled. "You're right. I'll go."
"Good," Kate smiled. "I don't expect to see you until Thursday." With that, she left the file room as quickly as she came. Mike rubbed a hand down his face before gathering his things and heading out. He had given Rolland, his driver, the day off so he had rode his bike to work…but he forgot to put air in it the night before so now it was completely flat.
"Shit." He ran his fingers through his hair and looked around. He didn't have money either, using his entire paycheck for rent and food, and he also didn't want to go back up to tell Kate. She's already done enough for him and he wasn't gonna bother her for something he could easily take care of. It was a nice night, walking home would be no problem. He was maybe twenty minutes in to walking when he was hit out of nowhere and dragged into an alley. His bike flew out of his hands as he tried to put up a fight towards whoever was attacking him.
"Stop moving you little runt!" A deep voice growled. "Give me your money!"
"I don't…I don't have any. Pl-Please just…let me go!" He kicked his legs and flailed his arms, hoping to hit some part of his mugger until the stars disappeared from his vision.
"You're lying!" He was kicked in the stomach, forcing the air out of his lungs. "Just give me your money and you won't get hurt."
Mike choked. "I d-don't…h-have any…I swear."
"Have it your way."
Mike glanced up just in time to see a silver object come down and thrust four times into his stomach. He was just stabbed! The pain was excruciating and he could barely breathe. He couldn't believe he was stabbed! While wheezing in pain, he saw his attacker run in the opposite direction, taking the bike with him. Guess it's time for a new one. Dammit, he should've just went back up to the building. He needed to get help; he couldn't just lie around and wait for death. Like Kate said, he was stubborn. Whimpering, he pushed himself up against the wall, hunching over and limping out of the alley. His world was spinning and he felt sick…but he couldn't give up now…he had to find someone. It seemed like he was walking for hours; his shirt was soaked with warm, sticky liquid and he could feel the effects of the blood loss taking a huge toll on him. Mike rounded the corner and sobbed in relief when he saw blurry lights of a local bar. He could see someone lighting a cigarette and he croaked, hoping to get the person's attention.
"H-Help…p-please."
They turned towards him, their mouth moving and then shouting inside the building…but he had no idea what they had said. Hopefully they told someone to call 911. The ground suddenly slipped from beneath his feet and darkness quickly claimed him as its own.
~+S+~
Harvey knocked back his third glass of scotch and sighed. He had shacked himself up in a bar two hours ago, drowning in his own guilt. He rarely ever saw Mike anymore, mostly because no matter what, the kid would avoid him like the plague. And it seemed like he was much happier and everyone thought Kate and Mike made an amazing team…some even thought they made a better team than when he was with Harvey. And right now, he wasn't doing so well and Jessica was pissed.
"Another scotch on the rocks," he ordered before bowing his head and scratching his neck. When he got his drink, he was about to gulp it down when his phone vibrated on the counter. He figured it was either Donna or Jessica calling so he just ignored it. When it rang again, there was niggling feeling in the pit of his stomach and he decided, what the hell, he'll just answer it. What harm could it do?
"Hello?"
"Is this Harvey Specter?"
He frowned at the unfamiliar voice. Donna or Jessica definitely wouldn't be asking him this. "This is he. Who is this?"
"This is Erin Kelley from Mercy Hospital. I'm calling on behalf of Michael Ross; you're listed as his emergency contact. He was brought into the emergency room half an hour ago. "
Emergency contact? Mercy Hospital? His blood ran cold. "Emergency ro- what the hell happened?" He was shocked that Mike hadn't updated his information at the hospital. He would've thought he'd put Kate in his place by now.
"It's appears that he was attacked, possibly mugged and stabbed a few times."
Oh god. "I'm on my way." He shut the phone, tossed a few twenty dollars bills on the table and hailed a taxi, demanding the driver take the quickest route to Mercy. The closer he got to the hospital, the more nauseous he became. Mike had been stabbed…more than once and to think that the kid might not be okay scared him. The blonde might not work for him anymore and may not give him the time of the day, but he was still family. He still cared no matter what Mike had said. He made a huge mistake and maybe now was the time to fix it. When he got there, he paid the driver and then rushed into the building and to the Emergency room. As he approached the desk, the receptionist looked up. It was the one who called him.
"Can I help you?"
"I'm here for Mike Ross."
"Oh, yes of course. Let me call Dr. Kimmel and he'll be right with you."
Harvey nodded and turned around, taking a deep breath and wiping his hands on his pants nervously. All he could think of how bad of a condition Mike could be in…how much blood he lost…if he stopped breathing…if he died. Jesus Christ.
"Mr. Harvey Specter?"
He spun around at the voice to see a doctor coming up to him. She was blonde, her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail and a sympathetic look on her face. Dammit. That was never a good expression.
"Dr. Kimmel…how's Mike?"
"He's stable and breathing on his own. I'll be honest with you, he stopped breathing for about two minutes, but we managed to get his lungs working again. About the stab wounds, whoever attacked him miraculously missed vital organs and arteries. We've cleaned and stitched up the wounds and there was luckily no signs of infection. He'll be extremely sore for the next week or so and it will take at least six to eight weeks for him to heal. Depending on how quickly he starts to recover, I'd like to keep him here for at least three to four days just to be safe."
Harvey nodded jerkily and exhaled. "Is he awake?"
"No and he won't be until the anesthesia wears off, but you're welcome to go and sit with him. He's right down the hall in the post-op room."
"Thanks." He walked down the hall and turned into the large room that housed other patients. He briefly peeked behind curtains, searching for his associ- ex-associate- until he reached the last curtain and found the blonde. The weight on his shoulders lifted; he felt so much better knowing the man was alive and well. A nurse was fixing Mike's wires and she looked up and smiled at him before leaving. Once she was gone, Harvey rounded to the side of the bed and sat down in the provided chair.
"Oh kid." Mike was pale with a tint of gray to his skin. His breathing was shallow and slow while the nasal cannula wound underneath his nose provided oxygen. Wires snaked in and out the top of his gown as well as a few taped to the back of his hand and inside of his elbow. A gray clip was attached to the end of his right index finger and when Harvey looked up at the monitor, Mike's heart was beating steadily. Pursing his lips, Harvey sat back in his seat and washed a hand over his face. This was becoming one nightmare after the next.
Five Hours Later
Harvey uncrossed his legs and sat up when Mike stirred in the bed. It had been five long hours of shifting in the uncomfortable plastic chair, watching crappy TV, drinking crappy coffee, and calling Donna to tell her the news. She insisted that she come down, but he told her there really wasn't much she could do.
"Mike?"
The kid's forehead creased and then it went smooth for a moment and Harvey almost thought that he fell back asleep again…that or he was trying to avoid him more. But thankfully, his eyes began to peel open and scan the room sluggishly.
He felt completely horrible…like his head was filled with mud. His stomach had a dull sting to it and he couldn't remember why. The sensation of cotton balls filled his mouth, though he was pretty sure he hadn't smoked weed in a few months…right?
"Mike."
He frowned and glanced to his left to see a blurry figure of a person sitting beside him. He squeezed his eyes shut a couple time before the room went into focus. And he was surprised at who he saw. "H-Har…vey?" He coughed. God, his throat was so dry…thankfully Harvey seemed to read his mind and helped him take a couple sips of water. When he was done, Mike closed his eyes. He was really confused as to why Harvey was there with him…the man obviously hated him for working for another partner, right?
"What…why are you…what are you d-doing here?"
"Maybe because Kate swamped you with so much work that you forgot to change your emergency contact."
Mike's ears turned red. "Oh. G-Guess I'll have to change that when I get back to work."
"Yeah," Harvey replied and awkwardly looked away. "Well…I should go. I'm relieved that you're okay. I'll call Rachel for you and let her know what happened. I assume you're still together?" He began to stand up to leave.
"Harvey-"
He turned back around. "Mike, I just want to apologize to you about how I acted the last time you had worked for me…and that I lied to you. It was uncalled for and it fucked up big time. I wish that things had been different…I wish that there was a way to get you to reconsider coming back, but it's clear that you like working for Kate rather than me…and I don't blame you. I'm an ass. I know things may never be the same between us, but you'll always be like a son to me. That will never change, I promise you that. I'm proud of you, kid. I know it's a little late to be saying it, but I want you to know that I've always been proud of what you've become. You're gonna be a great lawyer." He bobbed his head and without saying another word, he left the room.
Mike was shocked. He usually hated getting speeches from Harvey, but that…that was something else. Never in his life would he believe he'd hear the man say sorry or admit that he fucked up or admit that he was a total ass…and never in his life would he have thought Harvey would say he was like a son…or that he was proud. Mike sunk into the pillows and looked at the ceiling. The man must've really meant what he said. He looked to the left at the nightstand and he noticed that Harvey left something there. He sat up a little and noticed it was a watch; it looked relatively new and he was confused as to why Harvey would leave something so expensive behind. He picked it up and rolled it in his fingers. Maybe he's made Harvey suffer long enough.
~+SUITS+~
Two days passed since Harvey found out Mike had been hurt and ever since leaving, he stayed away from the hospital…as much as he wanted to talk to the kid, he didn't want to stress him out by bothering him so much. Usually he wouldn't take no for an answer, usually he would keep pressing until it hurt, but he already hurt Mike so much. They were supposed to be a team…a family and he destroyed that. Harvey sighed as he took another sip of beer while watching the baseball game. He suddenly heard a small knock on the door and he wondered who the hell could be bothering him at eleven p.m. Grunting as he stood up and shuffled to the door…who he saw through the peephole made his heart jump. He stood back and hesitated for a moment before pulling open the door.
"Mike…what are you doing here…and at this time?" He didn't look great; his skin was pale and sweaty and his breathing sounded a little off.
The blonde rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry…this was stupid. I'll just-"
"No, you came here for a reason. What is it? Are you okay?"
"Can I…can I come in?"
"Of course." Harvey moved back and let the blonde into his apartment. The way Mike was walking made him even more concerned. "Mike, what's wrong. Why aren't you in the hospital? The doctor said at least four days."
"Yeah…well you know me. I hate hospitals, I couldn't be there any longer."
Harvey rolled his eyes. "It's for your own health. You look like shit, kid."
Mike snorted. "Gee thanks." When he turned back to Harvey, the older man gasped.
"Mike, you're bleeding!"
The blonde looked down in shock and saw that blood was seeping through his shirt. "Oh."
Harvey growled. "You're an idiot. You ripped your stitches." He moved forward, grabbed the man's bicep and dragged him over to the couch. "You're going back to the hospital, Mike." He laid the man down and told him to unbutton while he went to go get gauze to hold things over until they got to Mercy. "What are you even doing here?"
Mike hissed when he jarred his injuries. He unbuttoned his shirt, staring briefly at the blood soaking through the old bandages. "I c-came to bring this back. You…you left it at the hospital."
Harvey turned and saw Mike was holding up a watch. He pursed his lips and went over to the sofa, crouching by Mike's torso. "You left the hospital, ripped your stitches and risked bleeding out just to give me something I left there on purpose in the first place?"
Mike frowned. "What?"
"I left that for you."
"Why?"
Harvey sighed as he started to try and staunch the bleeding. The kid looked like he was about to pass out soon. He shrugged. "Because after all the shit I put you through and all the things you've done, I've rarely ever praised you. It's just a token of my appreciation I guess."
Mike looked over at him with glazed over eyes. Yep, he was gonna pass out. "Really?"
"Yes Mike. All those things I said to you in the hospital…I usually don't let my feelings out like that, but I meant them. Every single word."
Mike hesitated but then gave him a weak smile. "T-That's all I've ever wanted Harvey…your approval."
The older lawyer smirked. "God you're such girl."
Mike snorted, but stopped when even the smallest movement hurt. "Maybe I should've stayed in the hospital."
"Ya think?" When he was finished, he helped Mike sit up. "I texted Ray, he should be waiting downstairs soon. Think you can make it there?"
The blonde nodded. "Y-Yeah."
"Okay. Here we go." He pulled him from the sofa, lead him out of the apartment and downstairs to Ray's awaiting vehicle. Mike's breaths were coming out in short puffs and Harvey could tell he was in a lot of discomfort.
"You sign yourself out AMA and you failed to ask for pain meds?"
"D-Didn't cross…my m-mind at t-the time."
"Jesus, Mike."
"S-Sorry."
Harvey pursed his lips. "It's not your fault, kid."
Mike smiled…well more like grimaced. "Thank you, Harvey. I was surprised…really surprised actually when you showed up."
"I may be an ass but not a complete ass."
"So you…you were worried about me?"
Harvey rolled his eyes. "Keep dreaming, Robin. Keep dreaming."
Mike was forced to be in the hospital two extra days because of the stunt he pulled. Harvey told Jessica where he would be for the next week and he told Kate where Mike would be. Once Mike was properly discharged, he insisted that he should just go home to his place and that he would be fine on his own, but Harvey wouldn't have it and let the kid stay as his condo until he recovered.
"Harvey?" Mike grunted as he sat down on the guest bed, clad in sweats and a t-shirt. He was exhausted and ready to fall asleep, but he had to get answers first. He left Harvey's side- for a reason- and went to go work for someone else, yet he still came to the hospital, stayed with him, and now is letting him stay at his home. Surely, the guy must be mad at him for leaving even though he had tried so hard to get him back.
"Yeah?" Harvey replied tiredly, handing Mike a glass of water and a couple pills.
"Why are you doing all this for me?" He asked after swallowing the medication.
"Because I'm your emergency contact for one."
"And the other reason? I know there's another reason."
"I told you Mike…I care about you. I lost a good friend because of how I acted. It was stupid and I hated that you wouldn't come back…but I deserved it. I wish I could change it, kid, I wish I could go back and redo all of this. I wish…you would come back."
Mike's eyes widened. But he could tell the man was still about to say something so he waited.
"Please come back, Mike. I promise things will be different…so much different if you do. Things really haven't been great since you moved four floors down and I realized I can't be me without you."
Mike took a moment and looked down at his hands. He really didn't want to be hurt again, but he could hear the sincerity in Harvey's voice, plus the fact that he never said things like this…especially to him. "Okay."
Harvey's forehead rose. "Really?"
Mike shrugged, sitting back against the pillows. "Yeah. I've let you suffer for a month. I think it's been long enough. Just…just promise me you'll never use me in a bet again."
Harvey smiled and squeezed the blonde's shoulder. "I promise Mike. You're my associate…nobody else's."
"Good…so what about Kate?"
"You let me handle her…though she'll probably hate both of us- you more than me- for ditching her after a month. And she'll never do me anymore favors."
"At least she works on the 46th floor," Mike smirked while closing his eyes and lying down.
"Doesn't mean she can't do things. But don't worry, Donna will take care of us. And speaking of, if you tell her anything I said I will deny it to no means."
"She won't believe you," Mike slurred, sleep thick in his voice. "She'll know. She always does."
"Unfortunately," Harvey replied while flicking off the lamp. "Get some sleep, kid."
But it seemed like he was already out. Harvey shook his head, but quickly smoothed Mike's unruly blonde hair back before leaving the room. A thousand ton weight seemed to lift from his chest. He was true to his word; the last month had been horrible without his right-hand man by his side. He knew he had to change big time and he was okay with that.
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