Chapter 9.
Mike not have a good night at all. The pain meds knocked him out eventually but the time until that happened had been agonizing. He hadn't been able to control himself and that was something that really scared him. Nothing he had done had worked. And of course he remembered everything. That was almost just as bad as the physical pain. At least now when that was over, he probably wouldn't have argued along the same lines that night. He woke up a couple of more times during the night. Harvey had not been there, but it didn't really matter that much. He didn't get so upset, and it didn't hurt as much. He managed to go back to sleep pretty quickly every time. Harvey had been there when he really had needed him, and that was what counted. He had been sitting next to him, helping him with taking his meds and everything. Harvey had even let him hold his hand. Now when he thought back on it, it was so embarrassing. But, he rationalized, he hadn't been able to control himself because of the pain, and he really had needed something to ground him. Something to hold on to that could steady him. That had been Harvey. He just had to face it, that this was his reality now. He wouldn't be able to do this alone. He knew that now after last night. And Harvey was stepping up and helping him, so he should just be grateful. Which he was of course. But that did not mean that he ever wanted to talk about last night to anyone.
He was still very tired when he woke up again in the morning. Harvey was in the kitchen, he could hear him cooking something. Coffee maybe. He shouldn't drink coffee anymore, his doctor told him. Tea was alright. Yay.
"You just going to lie there?" Harvey asked him. Mike had no idea how Harvey knew that he was awake.
"Yeah?"
"Breakfast is ready. If you are up for it." He added and came over to the couch and sat down by Mike's feet, which was kind of weird.
"Are you in any pain?" He asked.
"Not really. I think I'm okay now."
Harvey nodded and looked at him for a long time. Eventually Mike broke the silence. "I'm okay now Harvey. But you know, thanks for last night." He had to look away.
"You don't have to thank me for that. It was really bad kid."
"Yeah. It was. I was there."
"Really? Jokes?"
"No. Sorry."
Harvey shock his head at him, and took a sip from the coffee cup he had in his hand.
"Mike, I wanted to ask you something about what happened yesterday."
"What?" What was going on? Harvey was hesitating, which absolutely was not something that he did.
"When that…thing happens, what can I do?"
Mike just stared at him. "What you can do?"
"Yes! How can I help? What do you want me to do? How do I help you the best?"
Mike couldn't believe what was coming from Harvey's mouth. He was asking him how he could help him in the best way. He hardly didn't remember when anyone had done that for him the last time. And now, here Harvey was, asking how to help him. Harvey! He felt his eyes starting to burn. He could not cry now!
"Mike?" Harvey said quietly.
"I don't know." He whispered. "What you did yesterday…that…that was…" he didn't know what he was saying. "That was good."
Harvey nodded, probably sensing Mike's state. "Okay kid." Was all he said then stood up and walked back into the kitchen.
"Get up! You have toast, tea and pills over here. It's getting cold."
– SUITS –
Harvey could see that Mike clearly was embarrassed about the night before. He didn't want the kid to feel embarrassed or uncomfortable, but he wasn't really sure on how to convey that to Mike. Last night had been uncomfortable for both of them. Mike had been in so much pain that he couldn't help how he reacted, and Harvey, he was out on treacherous waters. He had never been in this situation before, having someone else totally depending on him like Mike had last night. But he had to admit to himself, that when he saw Mike like that, all he had wanted to do was to help him.
Harvey really believed that they would be fine. He would learn how to deal with Mike. He felt prepared to do it. He knew Mike would have done the same for him in a heartbeat. However he wasn't sure if Mike knew this. He would have to tell him that, but not at this moment. It didn't seem like Mike was that keen on talking about things at the moment. They had time to do that later. Right now they would have breakfast. One thing at the time was a reasonable approach to the situation.
Mike seemed relieved that Harvey didn't bring last night up again. Harvey had noticed that he almost had started to cry before, he was thankful that he didn't.
They had breakfast after that. Harvey forced Mike to eat two toasted bread slices and drink all his tea. "Or I will tell Donna on you." He had threatened.
"Oh come on Harvey!" Mike said defensively "You said that I could tell her when I felt it was right."
"Mike I didn't mean…" He was interrupted.
"I am going to tell her soon. Maybe today."
"Okay. That's good. There is no pressure Mike. It is your decision."
"Yeah it is!"
"Fine!" Harvey said and raised his hands in the air. "Are you good to go? Are you going to wear that?" He looked questioningly at Mike's suit. It didn't suit him that well at all. It looked like it was a size too big on him.
"What? This is my best one!"
"You should get new ones."
"Sure," Mike growled. "I will do it after my next chemo session. Maybe I can ask them to move the time so that I can get to the store before they close."
"Wow… someone is in a bad mood here."
Mike stood up and went over to the sink with his tea cup and slammed it down in it. "Do you want to go or what?"
"I can't wait." Harvey said sarcastically and followed him to the door. He thought it best to maybe leave Mike alone for a while. He was obviously not in a joking mood.
He watched Mike discreetly in the car on their way to the office. He sat there and stared out the window, pretending that Harvey wasn't there. He hadn't asked if the kid felt alright or not. Was he in pain? It didn't look like he was and he had said that he wasn't. Harvey didn't know if it was wise to bring the kid to work just after that bad night he had. On the other hand he didn't think he would be able to convince Mike to stay home another day. The kid wanted some kind of normalcy and he could understand that, and was prepared to give it to him. As much as it was possible, and as long it was possible.
When they got to the office Harvey suggested that Mike would work in his office. Mike glared at him and then left. Harvey sighed and sat down. If things had been different he would have yelled at Mike for just walking off like that. But then a few minutes later the kid appeared again and sat down on his couch and started to spread out his work on the table. When he looked up at Harvey, Harvey nodded towards him.
He got up and sat down on the chair next to him. "You want me to fill you in on the latest developments of the case?" he asked.
– SUITS –
They were working on a case that required a lot of research which Mike was working on. He wasn't really up to speed about the case since he had been a bit preoccupied lately. He was reading up on the company both trough files and by surfing the web. They had been at it for a few hours now. He didn't really feel good though. He hadn't said anything to Harvey. He would probably just tell him to go home.
It had started like just half an hour into the workday, which really sucked. He felt sweaty and weird. It was like the room was spinning or moving around, even though that he concentrated on sitting as still as he could. Everything felt heavy as well, every movement he made was tiring. Even lifting his hands to grab another file. It was only his body though, he didn't feel especially tired otherwise. Like wanting-to-go-to-sleep tired. It was more like his body was draining of energy, like he had just done a two hour workout or something, which he obviously hadn't.
He was aware of that Harvey was watching him closely. He found it both annoying and awkward. He didn't want Harvey to treat him any differently from before. He didn't want Harvey to think he was weak. That was probably too late now though, last night was one example. He hadn't been able to contain his pain at all. He had been crying from it for god's sake!
As time passed he felt worse and worse. He was sweating and felt like the room was spinning even more than before. He felt just like you do when you just stepped off a carrousel. That feeling was very weird since he was sitting still on the couch. He needed to get out of here. He told Harvey that with a strained voice. Since when did it cost this much to talk?
He forced himself to get up from the couch but since Harvey was blocking the closest path to the door he opted for going behind it. He really needed to get out of here now! He didn't get very far. Mike staggered a few steps forward and as he did, he felt that it was no way that he would be able to keep himself standing much longer. It was like all his strength just had drained from his body. He was going down, there was nothing he could do to stop it. But of course he did try as he throw his arm out to grab something, anything. That happened to be the shelf's with Harvey's record collection. His hand caught the top of the records, but did nothing to stop his decent and as he went down a whole bunch of them followed him and rained down on him. He found himself on his stomach behind Harvey's couch, and he couldn't breathe. The force of the fall didn't help.
"Mike!" Harvey called his name and was suddenly next to his head. "What's going on? What are you doing?" Harvey grabbed him and dragged him out on the floor and turned him on his back. He tried to get up again but his body wouldn't cooperate at all, he tried to grip something that would help him, but nothing was within reach.
"Hey! Mike!" Harvey shock his shoulder. "What's wrong?"
Mike wanted to answer, he knew he should, but at this moment he couldn't. He just laid there staring up into the ceiling while he tried to catch his breath. His heart was beating hard in his chest. He thought that he emitted some kind of sound, but it probably didn't help Harvey to understand what was wrong with him.
"Mike! Kid, what is going on? Can you breathe alright? Do you need an ambulance? Donna!" He screamed her name as he turned away from Mike and waved at her. He kept one hand on Mike's shoulder.
Then Donna's worried face came into his view, she was talking on the phone. Harvey's hand moved to the side of his face. He still couldn't catch his breath, and he found that it was hard to focus on what Harvey was saying. He tried to meet his gaze. Harvey looked worried. He had never seen him look like this before. He wanted badly to say something, get Harvey to just help him, but when he did try it just got harder to breath and Harvey shock his head and said something about not talking. So he stopped trying. Better to focus on the breathing for now.
He didn't know how much time had passed and he wasn't really aware of much, but suddenly Harvey's hand disappeared and was replaced with other hands. A mask was placed at his face and he was lifted up from the floor onto something softer. A gurney, he realized, and the people talking over his head were paramedics. Well, this is embarrassing was his last thought before everything around him faded out into darkness.
– SUITS –
Harvey was deep into reading and had just nodded absentmindedly when Mike announced that he needed to go. He didn't look up from the papers in front of him until he heard a thud and saw Mike tearing down his records. Everything happened very quickly after that. His immediate reaction was anger towards Mike for touching his records and now apparently throwing them on the ground, but then the realization hit him that this was something serious. Mike was in trouble! He quickly got up and fell down hard on his knees next to Mike who was lying face down on the ground next to the couch. He pushed a few records out of the way and grabbed the younger man by his armpits and dragged him further out on the floor and turned him so that he was on his back. Mike made no attempts of helping or even acknowledge what Harvey was doing. He was panting and his eyes were unfocused staring up at nothing. His face was flushed and his hands were moving around as if he tried to hold on to something. Harvey shouted his name but didn't get a respond. In fact Mike didn't respond to anything he did which was extremely worrisome. He just moaned a bit. Harvey yelled for Donna and heard her coming instantly hearing the desperation in his voice.
"What's happening Harvey? Oh my god, what's wrong with him?"
"Just call an ambulance Donna, get them here now! He can't breathe." His voice came out sounding way calmer then he felt, but Donna did what he asked and he moved his hand to Mike's face.
"You are going to be fine Mike. Just breathe. Help is coming. Okay?" Mike didn't respond and Harvey felt scared. It was a feeling he was not used to at all. He could almost count on one hand the times he truly had felt scared. And this was now one of them. Was Mike dying? Something was going on with his heart. What if it stopped? What would he do then? He had no idea. He kept talking soothingly to Mike even though he didn't think that Mike was aware of what he was saying. He was staring unseeingly up towards the ceiling. But then he looked like he was trying to speak, and he drew a raspy breath as his face turned even redder. Harvey shook his head.
"No Mike, no. Don't try to talk kid. Don't talk for once okay." And Mike stopped. Maybe he could hear him after all? He continued to talk to him, keeping all his focus on Mike. He told him to keep breathing, to lie still, that it would be alright and that he didn't have to worry. He had no idea if that was true. He so hoped it was. He didn't know how much time had passed when the paramedics eventually arrived. He knew that Donna was there, she had tried to ask him a few times what was going on, but he couldn't answer her. Mike needed him more. It felt like hours of waiting, but he guessed that it was probably just minutes while the paramedics worked on him.
Mike passed out soon after he was settled on a gurney, as if he then allowed himself to relax. Harvey followed them all into the elevator after telling Donna that he would call her later. He was aware of her standing next to the closing elevator doors watching them with shiny eyes. Would he have to tell Donna what was going on with Mike now, even though it was against Mike's wishes? She deserved to know and he really didn't like hiding this from her. But it had to wait. Right now his only priority was Mike.
– SUITS –
Mike woke up in a daze. He had no idea of what was going on or where he was. He seemed to be in a cramped warm place. It felt like he was moving, even though he was laying down. It really scared him not knowing where he was. He felt too hot and dizzy and something was covering his mouth. He made an attempt to lift his arms to remove it, but hands grabbed his arms and held them down. He tugged against them and tried to scream. He was hurting and he didn't know what was happening. Where was he? Shapes of people were next to him, and more than one someone was talking. Maybe to him? Then a hand came and took hold of the side of his head and turned it to the side. He tried to resist, but couldn't. Then he found himself face to face with Harvey. Harvey was there! Harvey had his hand on his face, and his arm, and Harvey was talking to him.
"…calm down now. You are in an ambulance Mike. You are okay. You are going to be okay, but you have to relax." He was saying. Mike thought that he was nodding. Everything was okay. They were in an ambulance. He briefly felt stupid for not realizing that sooner. He did his best to calm down. It was hard at first, but he was so tired. He wished that Harvey would let go of his face now. He wanted to sleep. He wasn't even aware if Harvey had let go or not when he passed out again.
– SUITS –
Harvey had never been in an ambulance before. It was not what he expected. He had expected it to be hectic and bumpy, but it was kind of like sitting on a small bus. Sure it was hectic for a while, when Mike woke up totally unaware of where he was or what was going on, but the paramedics handled everything very professionally he had to admit. One of them injected something in Mike's arm and the kid fell asleep, or passed out from it. The young paramedic explained everything he was doing while he looked after Mike. There had been an urgency between them at first, but it settled down as they got into the ambulance. They assured Harvey that Mike was okay for the moment.
Harvey didn't think that he had been okay. Harvey was sitting on a bench next to the kid as they were rushing through the streets of New York. Mike had suddenly groaned and opened his eyes. He seemed confused and tried to sit up or something, but couldn't since he was strapped to the gurney. He hadn't liked that, and was panting and moving around as much as he could. Both Harvey and the paramedic had to hold him down. It kind of scared Harvey, he had never seen Mike like this. The kid didn't respond at all when he tried to talk to him. It was like he couldn't hear him. Eventually Harvey had let go of his arm and grabbed Mike's sweaty face and leaned in over him to talk to him. At first he didn't get any response but then he saw how recognition returned to Mike's eyes, and he nodded in his grasp.
Harvey shakily let go when Mike's eyes closed and the tension disappeared from his body. He absentmindedly wiped his hands on his trousers.
"He is stable. You don't have to worry." He paramedic next to him said. "We are almost there."
Harvey just nodded.
"Has this happened before?"
"No, it's the first time."
It was the others turn to nod. "It's tough." He said. They didn't speak much more during the few minutes it took them to the hospital. A small medical team was waiting for them when they arrived and Harvey followed them in as they pushed Mike through a corridor and in through the double doors to the ER. He was stopped after that, and Mike disappeared from his view. He was told to wait in the waiting room and someone would contact him when they had more information about Mike's condition.
For a while he was just standing there staring at the doors that Mike had vanished through. But when he saw a nurse making his way towards him he collected himself and went to sit down on a bench. Harvey took a few deep breaths. It was not that crowded in the waiting room, only a few other people were waiting for their loved ones. He hoped he wouldn't have to wait that long. This was not a place for him. He felt out of place among the families with young kids, a few older couples and two teen agers that looked like they were in a bad place.
He was worried about Mike. Of course he was. It had looked really bad back in the office and in the ambulance. The way Mike just fell down behind the couch and were unresponsive in a second. They had just been working quietly in his office when Mike suddenly got up from the couch then everything was just chaos. He hadn't really realized how serious Mike's condition until now, in the waiting room of the ER. Mike was actually seriously ill. Of course he had known that before, but now he had witnessed it first hand, and it made everything seem much more real.
He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. He fished it up and saw that it was Donna calling him. He declined it. He couldn't talk to her yet. He didn't even know what to say. He didn't know how Mike was doing yet. But she didn't even know about Mike's cancer. After a minute he sent her a text, telling her that he would call her as soon as he knew something about Mike. He knew that she would wait until he did. It was better that way. He wanted her to know. He would have to force Mike to tell her now, soon. It wasn't fair to keep her in the dark. And if Harvey was honest, he wanted her to know for himself too. He wanted to confide in her, talk to her about it. He couldn't really talk to Mike about it yet. He couldn't voice all his thoughts to Mike, the way he knew that he could do with Donna. Hopefully Mike would tell her soon. Now she knew that something was wrong, so she wouldn't leave him alone anyway. Harvey smirked to himself at the thought of Mike trying to hide this from Donna. Good luck kid!
Harvey was alone with his thoughts for almost two hours without any news from Mike. Twice he had went up to the reception and tried to get some info from them. He had no idea on how long it could take to help the kid get better. But two hours later some nurse came up to him and asked him if he was there for Michael Ross. He followed her down the hall where she left him to wait a bit more. A doctor came up to him a few minutes later. She introduced herself and they shock hands.
"How is Mike?" Harvey asked as soon as she let go of his hand.
"Mike is stable and resting at the moment. He is a sleep."
"What happened? Why did he collapse like that?" Harvey asked her.
"Well, basically what happened was that Mike's heart wasn't able to transport enough oxygen that he needed which caused him to collapse."
Harvey nodded. "Alright, that doesn't sound that serious. So he will be okay?"
"At this point he was lucky, so it was not so serious this time. We have him on some painkillers as well, as he was in quite a lot of pain. Would you like to sit with him?"
"Yeah, sure."
They walked down a hallway, passing different rooms. The doctor stopped outside room 324 and turned to Harvey. "Just keep him relaxed, he might be a bit groggy and in pain. We are monitoring his heart closely but if anything seems to be wrong or if you have any questions, just press the call button."
"Okay. Thank you." Harvey said. "How long are you keeping him?"
"At least until tomorrow."
The doctor left after that and Harvey went into Mike's room. Mike had gotten his own room, which apparently was rare. It was a small room with only room for a bed and a chair in the corner. Mike was lying flat on his back with a sheet over him. He had an IV in his arm, a nasal cannula attached to his face he was also connected to a heart monitor that was beeping rhythmically. Mike looked so small where he was lying on the bed, and for the first time Harvey thought that he really looked like he was sick. His hair was plastered against his forehead messily, he was pale but had dark circles under his eyes. The nasal cannula didn't help making him look any better. He really looked like a little kid on the bed, not at all like the grown man he claimed to be. With a heavy heart Harvey sat down quietly next to the bed. He didn't want Mike to wake up. He probably needed to sleep. And Harvey didn't want him to wake up and be in pain. He had had enough of that the other night. He should ask the doctor about that by the way. That couldn't be normal.
He watched the kid sleep for a while but soon became bored. He didn't feel like sitting there dwelling on bad things that he seemed to think about more and more these days. It was things that he really couldn't do anything about. It was not like him to think like that. He always found it unnecessary to think about things he couldn't do anything about, what was the point about that anyway? But now, at this moment, he had a hard time avoiding it. He wished the kid would woke up already.
It happened about two hours later. By then Harvey was extremely bored, a nurse had been by twice and the doctor once. Harvey had been texting a bit with Jessica and a client, sent out three e-mails and cancelled an appointment for the same evening.
He saw that Mike was stirring and put his phone away. Mike's eyes opened slowly and a blinked a few times. Harvey thought for a moment that he would go back to sleep, but his eyes stayed open as he stared unseeingly up at the ceiling.
"Hi Mike." He said, causing the kid to jerk in the bed and slowly turn his head to look at Harvey. He was only managing to keep his eyes open half way.
"Hey…" Mike rasped. His eyes closed fluttered shut and he struggled to open them again.
"Are you okay? How are you doing?"
"Yeah…I think so." He whispered. "I'm tired."
"Yeah I can see that. You in pain?"
Mike just shook his head.
"You put on quite a show before kid."
That apparently got Mike to wake up a bit more. He forced his eyes opened and glanced around in the room. "We in the hospital?" he asked.
"Yep."
"What happened? What's going on?"
Harvey glanced at the heart monitor as the beeping started to speed up.
"You are fine. Your heart just got a bit tired that's all."
Mike just stared at him with wide eyes.
"Your heart had some kind of episode where it couldn't pump around enough oxygen, hence causing you to pass out.
Mike still stared at him with a confused look.
"You are fine now. Calm down."
A nurse stepped in to the room. She quickly went up to Mike's bed, just in time to stop him from fingering the nasal cannula. She was talking quietly to him, and Harvey got up from the chair to give the kid some privacy while he was checked over. The doctor arrive shortly after that. She explained everything to Mike and answered his questions. Mike drifted off to sleep again after that, to Harvey's annoyance.
– SUITS –
Mike had no idea on how much time had passed when he woke up again. He felt groggy and sore, but wasn't really in any kind of pain which he was thankful for. He opened his eyes and noticed it was a bit darker in the room. He glanced to the side and was surprised to see Harvey sitting on a chair next to his bed. He was looking at his phone and hadn't noticed that he was awake. He hadn't expected Harvey to still be there. He remembered the last time he woke up and Harvey had been there then too.
"Hey Harvey." He said.
Harvey looked up from his phone and then put it away. "Hi. Finally you are awake. I was wondering how long you could sleep really. I was starting to think you are taking advantage of the situation here."
"What?"
Harvey shrugged and smirked a bit. "Are you lucid now?"
"What? When was I not?"
"When are you?"
"What?" This whole conversation was confusing to him.
"Don't strain yourself." Harvey said. "You are fine."
Mike sank back into the pillows and closed his eyes again. He was so tired. "Whatever." He said.
"Come on, don't fall asleep again."
"I'm not sleeping. I'm resting my eyes. There is a difference."
"That's the best you got?" Harvey mocked him.
"Give me a break, I am not a hundred percent at the moment."
"Yeah… I know." Harvey said so quietly so that Mike had to open his eyes and look at him. They met each other's eyes.
"Thanks for staying here Harvey." Mike told him just as quietly. The older man nodded. They were quiet for a while and Mike almost fell back to sleep again. He didn't know why he was so tired. The nurse from earlier had told him that he had been sleeping for hours already.
"So," Harvey said suddenly. "You passed out in the office."
Mike was a bit surprised. "Yes."
"Donna is really worried about you."
Mike nodded. He knew what Harvey meant. "I will tell her."
"Might be a good idea. You might want to tell Jessica as well soon. She knows that you collapsed and that I'm here with you."
"You told her?"
"I told her just that, that you collapsed and that we are in the hospital. But she would have found out anyway. The whole office probably know by now."
Mike groaned.
Harvey stayed for an hour longer. He bullied him into eating something for dinner and went on about how he needed the energy. He got Mike the remote for the TV when he asked for it, but then took it from him, since he thought Mike's choices on what to watch were stupid.
Mike groaned when Harvey threw the remote on his stomach. Harvey stood up and announced that it was late.
"What! No, it's not." Mike argued. He had been waiting for this.
"Yes it is. I'm heading back to the office for a while, and then I'll head home. You are staying here." He strictly told Mike.
"Oh come on. I can go home now. I don't feel that bad."
"You are staying, end of the discussion." Harvey picked up his discarded suit jacket and locked eyes with Mike. "They said that you probably leave tomorrow, I'll see you then."
Mike wanted to stop him, and his brain worked harder than it had been doing all day to figure out a reason for Harvey to stay. "Harvey, wait…" didn't help.
Harvey stopped in the door way and held up his phone and waved it in the air a bit. "You call if you need to." And with that he was out the door. Mike that had been sitting up slumped back down on the bed. The door closed behind Harvey and he was alone in his hospital room. He dreaded the fact that he now had hours and hours to spend here alone. He actually didn't feel that bad physically and he didn't understand why he just couldn't go home. But he knew that he had to stay. He just wished he didn't have to do it alone. If only he had someone to call. As it was now, Harvey was the only person who even knew that he was here. And besides, he didn't have anyone to call. He picked up the remote to see if he might be able to distract himself as he felt all those bad thoughts coming to him. They started to feel familiar.
His night was not a pleasant one. Now when it would have been a good time for it, he wasn't able to sleep. He figured he got a few hours, but most of the night he spent trying to not think about how bad he felt. How lonely he was. How much he wished he could leave. How much he missed his grandmother. A nurse offered to keep him company for a while, which he thankfully accepted. She sat in the chair for half an hour and talked about her daughter that was starting collage. But then she was called away again, and he was left alone again. He spent about an hour debating with himself on whether he should call Harvey or not. In the end he didn't.
After an early breakfast he got a visit from Dr. Lundin, who talked with him for some time. They went through his symptoms and how it had felt when he collapsed the day before.
Harvey came to pick him up while the doctor was still there, and Mike was told that he was allowed to leave, but had to take it easy for a few days. As if he didn't do that otherwise, now a days. He was left alone to change while Harvey stepped out into the hallway and talked to the doctor.
– SUITS –
Harvey was glad that Mike's doctor was there when he got to the hospital to pick the kid up. It got him the opportunity to ask some questions. The answers he got was not really comforting, but it seemed like Mike was okay for now. The kid seemed subdued and didn't say much as they left the hospital.
"You want to go home, or to the office?" he asked, and wasn't surprised when Mike told him he wanted to come with him to the office.
As Mike tried to sneak away to his cubicle Harvey stopped him. "You are working in my office. I'm going to keep an eye on you." When Mike started to argue he just told him "doctor's orders."
He could hear the kid following him down the corridor. "Doctor's orders." He mumbled. "You made that up, didn't you. I'm fine." Harvey glared at him over his shoulder. "Okay! At least I'm perfectly capable of working at my own desk."
As they turned the corner and his office came into view Donna came walking towards them. She totally ignored Harvey and only had her eyes set on Mike.
"Mike, sweetie! How are you doing?" She came up to him, and clearly surprised him by pulling him into a hug. Harvey noticed that he stiffened for a bit, before he returned it. Harvey awkwardly stood next to them, until Donna let go of the kid. She kept her hands on Mike's arms as she studied him carefully. "Are you okay?" she questioned. Harvey watched Mike closely and saw emotions play on the kids face. He didn't say anything for a long time, and Harvey could see that Donna was getting more and more worried.
"Mike?" He said eventually. It caused the kid to shudder in Donnas grasp before he looked her into her eyes and shook his head. "No…" He whispered. Suddenly he squirmed in her grasp and tried to move away, but Donna was stronger than the kid. Both Harvey and Donna could see tears start to form in his eyes. "Donna, let go…" He whined.
"Mike, honey? What's wrong?" Donna drew him closer to her. He was still trying to resist her.
"No…Nothing…" He turned desperate eyes to Harvey. "I can't."
Harvey sighed. "Mike…" was all he said. And at his tone Mike almost collapse. His knees seemed to fold under him, and if Harvey hadn't steadied him, he would have ended up on the floor. Both Donna and Harvey were there next to him, holding one arm each.
"Mike? Hey? You okay?" Harvey asked, and tried to make eye contact with the younger man. Mike seemed to collect himself, because he steadied himself and Harvey let go of him. So did Donna. She hadn't said anything, just watched Mike closely.
"Sorry. I'm sorry." Mike said and his face started to turn red.
"It's okay, kid." Harvey said gently. "What do you want to do?" he asked Mike. Both of them knowing what it meant. Mike glanced quickly over to Donna, something she caught on immediately.
"What is going on here? Mike…" She said kindly. "Mike I know that something is very wrong here."
Mike nodded. "Yeah I know." He said. "I'll tell you Donna."
"Thank you." She most have sensed what how much that meant to Mike. She didn't press him more. She just waited. Mike was still standing there nodding, so Harvey decided to act.
"Why don't you use my office?" He suggested and pushed Mike gently in through the door. "I'll be in the…" he didn't know where to go now! "I'll be back later." He finished. Donna caught his eyes and looked questioningly at him with a raised eyebrow. He gave her a nod, and then turned around and walked away from them. At the end of the hall he stopped and looked back. Donna was sitting next to Mike on the couch. Close enough so that she could reach out to him, if she needed to, but not too close for him to feel trapped. Mike was sitting slumped with his head down. It looked like both of them where waiting for the other to start.
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Hej guys! Here is an other chapter! I hope you enjoy it. Looks like Donna will find out what's going on in the next chapter. Thanks for the reviews!