Chapter 29.

The hospital visit with Rachel went fine according to Mike. He could see how shocked she was and felt bad both for her and for not telling her earlier. He should have eased her into it, not sprung everything on her on the same day. But she was truly great. She asked questions as to why he needed to do certain tests, what the chemo was doing or what the treatment had done so far. He answered her questions the best he could, but some things he didn't know. He didn't know yet if the treatment was successful or not. It was too early to tell. He still had a while left before they would be able to tell him anything about that. He told Rachel that too.

"How can you live with that? Not even knowing if all of this is helping or not?"

"I don't know Rachel" he answered. "What else am I supposed to do?"

Unfortunately she didn't have a good answer to that. "I guess you are right." She sighed.

He was starting to feel a bit queasy after the treatment, it was actually earlier than usual and normally he felt like crap much later. Ray was waiting outside the entrance when they were done.

"Where to?" he asked after he had helped them both inside the car.

"Home, please." Mike said before he turned to Rachel. "Do you mind coming with me?" He asked her. Unfortunately he felt like he was going to need her help, and Harvey probably wouldn't be home for some time. And also he wanted company. She agreed. She looked at him a bit strange when they rode the elevator up to Harvey's condo, but she didn't say anything.

Mike felt like he was going to be sick pretty soon, so he decided to just go ahead and shower before the worst hit him.

"Eh Rachel, do you mind waiting for just a bit? I'm going to take a shower."

"Sure, let me know if I can do anything to help." She offered.

"You want come into the shower with me?" He smirked, and she rolled her eyes at him before letting him know that she would be waiting by the kitchen table. She was when he came out in only a towel. He had forgotten to bring clean clothes with him. She looked up and saw him standing there. She looked shocked and got up and took a few steps towards him, before she seemed to pull herself together a bit. Mike knew that his body had changed during the past time. He had always been skinny but getting cancer didn't help. He usually avoided looking at himself in a mirror as it didn't exactly help his self-esteem.

"Oh Mike." Rachel said, as he passed her.

"Yeah, I know I'm not really looking my best at the moment. I would work out, but you know…"

She completely ignored what he was saying and started to follow him towards his bedroom. He awkwardly stopped in front of his wardrobe and searched for something to wear as Rachel observed him.

"Eh…You okay?" He had to ask when she didn't say anything.

"Oh yeah, sure. You need any help?"

He had been trying to reach the drawer with his pants without dropping the towel.

"Sure, pants, down there." He pointed, and she reached for them for him. As she straightened up she got a weird expression on her face.

"Wait, you have clothes here? At Harvey's place?"

Oops he had forgotten to tell her that too. "Eh yeah, I kind of live here now."

"You kind of live here?"

"Yeah, I forgot to tell you. I moved in with Harvey after I passed out a little at my place. My doctor didn't want me to live alone anymore, so Harvey offered me to stay here, with him."

"You live with Harvey?"

"Yes."

"Wow." She said and laughed a bit. "I had no idea he had that side of him."

"Harvey is great!" Mike defended him, suddenly feeling like it was really important to get her to understand that.

"I guess he is." She nodded and handed him his pants. "Here. I'm just going to wait outside." She left after that. She was sitting in a chair looking out the window when he stepped out in to the living room. He sat down on the couch in front of her.

"I guess it is a lot I didn't tell you." He said.

"Yes. It's a lot."

They were quiet for a while.

"Are you going to be okay?" Rachel carefully asked then.

"I don't know." He said just as carefully. "There is some hope. Harvey says I'm going to be fine."

"Good Mike…good. That's good. I agree with Harvey."

"In this case I do too." Mike smiled, trying the ease up the mood a bit. "Do you want to just watch some TV or something?" he asked, and she smiled back and nodded.

"I'm feeling generous so you get to choose." He threw her the remote, and then amused himself by rejecting every one of her suggestions until she found out what he was doing and just chose the show he had complained the most about.

He felt himself starting to feel worse after some time, and discreetly laid down on the couch. When the nausea was starting to creep up on him he felt obligated to warn Rachel about what was about to come.

"Eh, Rachel."

"What? I'm not changing. You know you can learn something from this Mike."

"What? Eh…no. I was just going to say that I'm…" He paused.

"You what?"

"I'm going to be sick pretty soon."

"Oh, are you feeling bad?"

"Yeah, kind of. Look, I will get pretty sick. It's not going to be pretty."

"Okay…" She hesitated, and he understood her. But it turned out that she was pretty great. She got him some supplies, like the bucket and some pill and something to drink, that was after asking him twice before he let her get them then. He would have done it himself, but getting up would just upset his body more.

Rachel was pretty worried asked if she could do anything to help after the first time he was sick. "No, it's okay." He said and tried his best not to show her how bad he was actually feeling. He kind of wished Harvey was there instead. He wasn't sure but he thought that Rachel wished the same. The whole ordeal wasn't pleasant for any of them, but it didn't get that bad either.

"No Rachel, there is nothing you can do." He said after she asked again. "I think I'm just going to sleep some if that's okay."

"Yeah, of course. Sure. Harvey should be home soon anyway."

He nodded, having no idea how she knew that. He fell asleep and woke up some time later feeling awful. He could hear quiet voices in the direction of the kitchen, but didn't get to think much more about it before he had to lean over the edge of the couch to throw up. Harvey was there the next second or so and stopped him from falling of the couch.

"It's okay Mike." He was saying. Mike thought it was. He fell back on the couch and closed his eyes again. When he woke up the next time Harvey was on the chair where Rachel had been before. The apartment was held in darkness except for a lamp next to Mike on the couch.

"Hi. You are awake. Feeling better?"

"Yeah. A bit. Where is Rachel?"

"I sent her home." When he saw Mike's look he added. "She is fine."

"Yeah?"

"Well, you throwing up and passing out on her was a bit upsetting, but I calmed her down."

"I didn't do those things."

"Sure you didn't. Are you going to throw up some more or are you done?"

Mike just glared at him and pulled up a blanket that had been covering him higher. He probably had to talk to Rachel soon. Hopefully Harvey had just been kidding.

– SUITS –

Rachel had texted Harvey just when he and Louis had started to go through the plan for the next day. Her text had been pretty desperate as she wrote that Mike was really sick. Aftermath of the chemo of course, but Rachel had never experienced that before. He promised her to be there soon.

She was sitting on a chair with the TV on when Harvey got home. All her attention was directed at Mike who looked like he was sleeping soundly on the couch. He was even snoring a bit. Rachel however did not look fine.

"Hi there." He greeted her.

"Oh, hi." She whispered.

"How long has he been sleeping?" Harvey asked.

"About forty minutes." She said. "He was really sick."

"He is fine now though. Can I get you something to drink?" He asked and mentioned for the kitchen. She followed him over there but only wanted a glass of water.

"Thank you for helping out today Rachel." Harvey told her. She just nodded, and he understood that she was close to tears. "Hey." He said as she covered her mouth with her hand.

"I knew something was wrong with him, but I was too busy with being angry at him for not speaking to me to really ask what was wrong. And now he has cancer."

"I know."

"He is just so sick and I didn't even notice. How could he keep this from me for so long? How could I have not…" He stopped. "But you are taking care of him." She stated.

"I am."

"That is so great Harvey. It's really admirable."

She glanced over towards Mike. "Do you really think he is going to be okay? I mean he has cancer in his heart. That sound so bad."

"Yes I do, Rachel. I have to believe that."

"Yeah." She wiped away a few tears. Mike chose that moment to wake up and get violently ill. It looked like he was about to fall off the couch and Harvey hurried over to stop that from happening. Mike just groaned and fell back asleep.

He sent Rachel home after that, promising to keep her updated from now on. She insisted he do that. It was a good thing that Rachel knew now according to Harvey. Mike needed all the support he could get.

When Mike woke up again he helped him to the bedroom and stayed until he fell asleep again. Mike had looked at him, smiled then closed his eyes and promptly fell asleep. Harvey shook his head and couldn't help but smile at the sleeping man before he went to bed himself. Hopefully they would get some good days now. You could always hope Harvey thought. However it didn't really work out that way.

Harvey didn't see it happen, he just found Mike on the floor afterwards. It was morning a few days later and Harvey was just stepping out of the shower. He had already checked on Mike and he was awake and set on going to work. Harvey decided to let him come as long as he was walking and talking and didn't have a fever or something similar. Today Mike didn't have any of those things. Harvey was just getting dressed when he heard a thump from Mike's room.

"Mike? What are you doing?" he called, but didn't get a response. He frowned and threw his tie that he was about to tie on the bed and went to investigate.

"Mike!" The kid was on his stomach on the floor and he wasn't moving! Harvey fell down hard on his knees next to Mike and turned him around. What was going on?

"What the hell are you doing?" He almost yelled in Mike's face as he saw that Mike actually was awake and looking up sheepishly at him. Mike had just freaked him out for nothing, had he?

"Eh…I don't know." He said.

"What are you doing on the floor?" Harvey still had a hold of his shoulders.

"I don't know?" Mike said again, a bit more confused this time.

"Well, then what happened?"

"I was just getting dressed and the next thing I know I'm here on the floor."

"You are telling me that you passed out?"

"Maybe. I don't know. Would you just let me sit up now?"

"Are you feeling okay then?" His knees were hurting from falling down on them earlier. Mike nodded and Harvey let go of him and watched him sit up. He remained sitting with his eyes closed a moment.

"Dizzy?" Harvey asked.

"Yeah a bit." Mike grunted.

"Maybe you should talk to your doctor about that."

"I just had a brief lapse of unconsciousness. It's not a big deal Harvey." Mike tried to convince him as they both got up from the floor.

"Brief lapse of unconsciousness…" Harvey muttered as he made his way back to his bedroom. He would have to watch the kid closer today.

– SUITS –

Mike didn't really think anymore of the passing out that morning. He had other things to worry about. He had gotten a lot of files from Harvey for a change. Or that wasn't really true. Truth was that he wasn't finished with the files he had when Harvey had given him new ones. It was his own fault really, he had kind of told Harvey that he was finished even though he wasn't. Normal Mike would have finished them in a few hours, current Mike really had to fight to be able to get through them in time. He didn't really think Harvey would say anything, but he still wanted to be able to do it.

He felt okay today. Nothing was really bothering him, except that he felt a little shaky, but that wasn't so bad. He wasn't in pain or anything so that was good. He had been sitting at his own desk for a change, and not in Harvey's office. The other associates had commented a bit.

"Where have you been? Are they letting you out here again?" They asked a bit tauntingly and he had just ignored them. For that he had heard some whispering behind him, but didn't care. They didn't know and he wasn't going to tell them.

He needed to go to the file room. He glanced in the direction of the room, it wasn't that far. He went. He knew that something was wrong when he was almost all the way there. His vision was starting to get blurry and he felt lightheaded. Shit, it felt just like this morning before he passed out. It was happening again. He should do something, he should sit down. But there were no place for him to do so here. He fumbled for the door handle and pushed the door open. But right then it happened, things just went dark and he wasn't aware of anything anymore. He wasn't even awere of hitting the floor.

He woke up in what felt like the next second, but he guessed it wasn't because two of his associate collages were crouching down above him with worried expressions.

"Mike, are you okay?" One of them asked.

"Eh…yeah." He just laid there looking up at them for a while.

"You need a hand?" The other asked, and Mike accepted his outstretched hand. "Maybe you should slow down a bit, take a break or maybe get some food into you." He continued when Mike was sitting up. "I usually helps for me when I feel stressed."

"Uh I'm not really that stressed, I was just, you know…"

"I know man. We all end up there sooner or later."

Mike felt himself blushing, but didn't say anything. "Sure." He mumbled.

"Can I get you some water or something?" The female associate said and Mike politely declined and told her that he was feeling better now, after that he just pushed pass them into the file room. He felt shaky and a bit dizzy still, but nothing else. Well, his cheek felt a bit sore, he must have it when he fell. No other harm was done to him, other than that his pride kind of took a turn. He really wished that the associates hadn't seen him like that. Now they were going to think he had some kind of nervous breakdown or something. He choose not to tell Harvey about it since he felt fine for the rest of the day. Harvey would just get worked up and take him to the hospital or something.

It turned out however that the fainting episodes wasn't over. It happened again the next day. He and Harvey had just gotten home from the office. It had been a good day, Mike had been allowed to come to a client meeting with his boss, and after that Harvey decided that they should head home, early for a change.

They were just walking out of the elevator into Harvey's condo when it happened again. It came to him so suddenly this time that he had no change of doing anything to prevent himself from falling down hard, which he did. Everything just faded to black in a few seconds. He was just walking in front of Harvey and then it was black and nothing.

He was on his back when he woke up again. He blinked slowly and found Harvey's face taking up his entire view. "Oh." Was the first thing he said. Something soft was underneath his head, and Harvey's hand were on his shoulder. He blinked a few times and took stock of himself. His mouth and nose was hurting quite a lot, he could even feel something sticky on his lip. He felt a bit dazed.

"Are you with me Mike?" Harvey was asking calmly.

"Yeah."

"Are you hurt? How do you feel?"

"I think I'm okay Harvey." He said.

"You don't look okay, and you just passed out for god sakes."

"Again, I kind of noticed. How long was I out?"

"Only for like a minute. Two times in two days Mike, have you talked to your doctor about this?"

Mike winced a bit. "Actually three time."

"What?!"

"I kind of passed out yesterday at the office."

"You did? At the office? And why the hell didn't you tell me that?"

"Eh…I was just…I didn't think it was such a big deal, okay?"

"Bullshit. You tell me everything. That's our deal Mike." Harvey was angry now. He had the right to be.

"I know. Sorry. I should have told you."

"Yes you should have. Well, what happened then?"

"I just passed out and some associates found me on the floor. It was pretty embarrassing. I'm pretty sure they think I'm having some sort of breakdown."

"Well, maybe you do, if you neglect of telling me things like that." Harvey angrily muttered as he stood up and started to walk away, when Mike made a move to get up Harvey stopped and turned back to him.

"No. You stay right there." At his tone Mike just sank back down, thinking it was better to just do what he was told this time. Harvey was back a moment later with some wet paper towels and a small bag of frozen vegetables. He allowed Mike to sit up against the wall and sat down next to him. Mike looked suspiciously at him, as he took a paper towel and brought it up to his face. He leaned back and held up a hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Your lip is bleeding. I couldn't catch you in time to stop your fall." He then proceeded with cleaning Mike's face.

"It's okay Harvey." Mike quietly said.

"Stop talking while I do this." Mike did. When he was finished Harvey pulled him off the floor and handed him the frozen vegetables. "Hold that against your face. You'll look like crap tomorrow otherwise. Donna is going to think I beat you up."

While Mike was busy with holding frozen things against this face Harvey made himself busy by calling Mike's doctor. They talked for almost twenty minutes before Harvey was satisfied.

"You need to take it easy and get some rest. He didn't think we needed to head over, but you need to watch out more. If you start to feel strange in any way, you tell me immediately. You got that?"

Mike thought it was best to just nod. Harvey looked pissed.

– SUITS –

It was pretty terrifying to watch someone pass out in front of you. Harvey was totally unprepared for it. Harvey had unlocked the door and then stepped aside to let Mike go pass him. He had just closed the door behind him and turned when Mike went down. It wasn't gradual, he didn't stumble any before. It was more like someone had hit him on the head, he just fell face down on the floor. Harvey had all but a second to react and he did try to grab Mike and ease his fall, but his fingertips just barely touched Mike's suit jacket. Mike fell on his stomach and his face collided with the floor. When Harvey turned him around his lip was already split and bleeding. He got a jacket under Mike's head and tried to search for injuries. He carefully felt Mike's nose, but it seemed intact.

"Mike, come on. Wake up!" He patted his cheek and the kid blinked slowly. Thank god. Mike seemed to be fine, but then he found out that this actually was the third time he fainted. He couldn't believe that Mike hadn't told him.

Mike was sleeping on the couch now. Harvey hadn't really liked what the doctor had said on the phone. He had thought that they didn't need to come to the hospital at this second, like Harvey had asked, but that he needed to keep an eye out for shortness of breath, chest pain and other symptoms that they hadn't experienced before. Then they should come straight in. It was all a bit intimidating. It was like Mike was a ticking bomb, just waiting to go off at any minute. That was how Harvey had translated the medical talk. That the fainting was kind of like Mike's body's way of sending out a warning. But now he was sleeping peacefully. So far so good.

It happened the next day. The bomb went off.

Harvey had reluctantly let Mike come to work. He had claimed that he felt fine, like yesterday.

"Oh you mean the way you face planted on the floor?"

"That was just a one-time thing."

"Or a three-time thing?"

Mike rolled his eyes at him. "Okay, but what is stopping me from passing out here? I might as well pass out at work."

Harvey figured he had a point. At least if he was at work Harvey could keep an eye on him. He would have considered staying home with the kid unless it had been for the fact that he was probably going to finish the case he had with Louis today, so he really needed to go to the office. Mike took it as a victory that he got to come and went on about the case he was working on. Harvey didn't really listen to his rambling but Mike didn't notice.

When they got to the office Harvey grabbed Mike's arm to stop him from walking off.

"Listen, I have a meeting in the conference room down the hall. Do you feel okay?"

"What? Yeah Harvey, I'm fine. Do you feel okay? Is it worry I detect?" Mike smiled smugly at him. Harvey ignored it.

"If you feel anything that is out of the ordinary you come straight to me, you get it? Or if you can't come you call."

Mike who sensed his sincerity straightened up. "Yeah Harvey I will." He said.

"Where is your phone?"

"Eh…" Mike patted his pockets. "I…"

"Idiot." Harvey snatched Mike's bag from his shoulders and fished out the phone from it. He trusted it into Mike's hand. "Are we clear?" he asked and Mike nodded with wide eyes.

"I'll come to you or call you. Yes."

"Good boy." Harvey turned around and made his way to the conference room. When he got there he texted Donna to keep an eye on Mike.

Mike didn't interrupt the meeting and the case was officially over. All they had to do now was finish up the paperwork and then finally he could start with other cases.

Harvey was back at his office and looked up when he heard knocking from his door. It was Mike. He was basically leaning against the glass wall. Donna wasn't at her desk, and Harvey briefly wondered if that was intentional from Mike's side, that he was here now.

"What's up Mike?" he asked.

Mike grimaced a bit. He looked pale.

"I think something is wrong. My heart feels weird." He said and Harvey felt a knot form in his stomach. He immediately got up from his desk at that and went closer to Mike.

"What do you mean, your heart feels weird?" He asked.

Mike took a few steps into the room, his hand groping for something to hold on to. Harvey stepped forward and let it be his arm.

"I don't know but I think it is beating irregularly or something. And my chest really hurts Harvey." He brought his other hand up to his chest as if to show Harvey where he was hurting.

"Shit" Harvey swore "Okay, come and sit down." He took Mike's arm and dragged him over to the couch and helped him to sit down. Mike leaned back and held both of his hands against his chest. He was breathing hard and his eyes were opened wide. He stared at Harvey, who nodded against him and did his best to look calm and collected. In reality Harvey's heart was racing. This was very bad. He clearly remembered Mike's doctor warning about exactly this.

– SUITS –

Mike's chest was really hurting by now. His heart was beating so hard it kind of felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. He was so scared as well. What was happening to him? He really had felt fine today, that was until like ten minutes ago. He had been able to feel when it happened. He was just sitting by his desk focused on the papers in front of him when he felt some sort of jump inside him by his heart. He didn't know how else to explain it. It did it again, and then it was starting to hurt. At first it wasn't so bad, the pain, but it got worse by the minute. He was just sitting there for a while feeling his heartbeat. Something was wrong with it. It was like it wasn't in tune. That's when he went to Harvey.

Harvey tried to smile against him now, but it looked wrong. Then he went over to his desk and shuffled some papers around. Was he going to read something? Was it really the time? Mike's thoughts was messed up. And no, Harvey had apparently been looking for his phone, and he had found it. Mike watched him intently from where he was sitting on the couch. It was getting a bit harder to breathe now, his chest felt tight.

"Hi, I need an ambulance right now. My friend's heart is beating irregular and he has chest pains."

Harvey was almost shouting into the phone. Mike listened to him reveling as much details as he could and then listened into the phone and asking questions. Huh, he thought, he called me his friend. That's nice. Harvey came back to him then and sat down beside him. He grabbed his shoulder.

"Mike, listen. You need to lay down and just relax." When Mike didn't do anything, just looked at him, Harvey started to push him down onto the couch.

"Yeah, okay." He panted, and helped a bit. Harvey disappeared out of his vision for a moment and he immediately worried that he was going to leave him there. He didn't know why Harvey did that. He was pretty sure that he needed help, Harvey's help. Deep down he knew that Harvey wouldn't leave him alone like this. In fact, it was not often that Harvey had left him alone when he thought that Mike needed him. Mike just had trouble with getting it through his head that he could count on Harvey, because he could.

When he sat down next to him again, he had brought what Mike recognized as the defibrillator with him and put it on the table. Mike watched as he opened it and turned towards Mike.

"Mike, listen to me." He said calmly. "This is just a precaution, okay?" Mike met Harvey's eyes, and nodded. Harvey smiled his weird smile again and nodded back.

"The paramedics are on their way, okay. But I'm going to set this up just in case your heart decides to stop."

"What?!" Mike breathed out, and felt tears coming to his eyes. He started to breathe quicker. He was scared.

"Hey, none of that!" Harvey said and put one of his hands on his cheek. "It's okay now. It's just a precaution. I just told you. It's going to be okay. We are just going to be prepared. You get it?" He sounded kind of mad, and Mike didn't know why. What was he doing wrong?

"You will be okay." Harvey repeated. "How are you feeling?" He started to remove Mike's tie.

"It doesn't feel better. I don't want my heart to stop!" Mike said. "What are you doing?" Harvey was now working on the buttons on his shirt. He tried to batt Harvey's hands away, but Harvey just took his hand and put it back down on the couch.

"I'm removing your shirt."

"Why?"

"Because I can't attach the defibrillator on it, can I?"

"What?"

"Mike, just shut up and focus on your breathing."

Mike panted a bit and bit his lip. Why was Harvey so mad? Great, now a few tears was running down his face. He felt like he didn't know what was going on anymore, he was hurting and it was cold with his shirt open. And Harvey told him to shut up for no reason. He said his heart might stop! Was he going to die now?

"What is going on here? Mike? Harvey?" It was Donna. He heard her heels clap against the floor as she came up to the couch. He watched her upside down from where he was.

"Donna, go and meet the ambulance." Harvey told her immediately. When she hesitated looking at Harvey in shock he almost yelled at her "Now Donna!" She disappeared without another word.

"Where did she go?" Mike whispered. He wanted her to come back. She was always so nice to him.

"She will be back soon Mike." Harvey said. He was now putting something on Mike's chest. It felt weird.

"What are you doing? Stop."

"Just try to calm down Mike." Harvey said and suddenly took his hand in his. Mike grabbed it and held on as hard as he could. He was really scared now. His heart was beating so hard it was almost painful. He just wanted it to be over.

"I want to go home." He told Harvey. Maybe they could just do that, as soon as this stopped.

"I know." Harvey answered him. He didn't sound mad anymore.

It was getting harder to breath now. Things started to get a bit fuzzy. He felt lightheaded. He suspected that he was going to pass out soon. That didn't feel very good. He didn't want to pass out like this.

"Mike? Hey? Look at me!" Harvey was saying. He tried to focus on Harvey's face, but it was hard. Then Harvey slapped his face. Why was he doing that? Why was he hurting him? He hadn't done anything. Harvey hit him! Harvey was saying his name over and over again. Mike tried to answer, but he wasn't sure that any sound left his lips.

Then Harvey removed his hand from his, and disappeared out of his view. Someone else was there instead of Harvey. He didn't know who it was or why the person was there. Where was Harvey? Mike needed him! Something terrible was happening to him. Then he couldn't stay awake anymore.

– SUITS –

Harvey had to use his other hand to pry Mike's hand of his as the paramedics came rushing in to his office demanding his place. He stepped to the side, never taking his eyes of Mike. Donna came up next to him, and grabbed his arm. He glanced at her and saw that she had tears in her eyes and her hand over her mouth, her eyes fixed on Mike. She gasped and he looked back at Mike. He had passed out, his head listing to the side with tears still present on his cheeks. The paramedics worked quickly on him, taking his pulse and checking his breathing and blood pressure. They strapped him on to a gurney and was out of the room in less than five minutes. Harvey drew in a shocked breath as they passed him and Donna. Mike looked lifeless on the gurney, his face voided of all color.

Harvey and Donna followed the gurney and they all went into the same elevator. A few people stopped and watched as they passed them in the hall. Neither Harvey or Donna talked, it was just the paramedic's rapidly exchanging information between one another. Mike hadn't stirred and was just laying there. Harvey stared at his chest that jerkily was rising and falling.

When they got outside to the ambulance, Harvey was stopped when he attempted to get in with them.

"I'm sorry sir, we need all the space we can get to help your friend."

They left after that, the sirens blaring.

"Shit!" Harvey swore loudly, when the ambulance went out of his sight.

"Oh god Harvey. What happened?"

"Something was wrong with his heart."

Donna nodded and let out a deep breath. "Let's go Harvey." She said.

They managed to hail a cab right away and they both sat in silence in the backseat.

"Do you know what was wrong?" Donna asked quietly after a few minutes.

"His heart was beating irregularly, he was in pain and he had trouble breathing."

"Oh my god…" Donna whispered, and when Harvey looked at her he could see that she was crying.

"He is going to be fine." He said. Donna didn't answer. And they didn't talk anymore until they got to the hospital. They were referred to the waiting area and didn't get any information about Mike. It didn't help that Harvey tried to threaten them a bit. Eventually Donna took his arm and led him to a chair and they sat down next to each other. Donna took his hand in hers and he let her.

"He is going to be fine Harvey." She said. "You said it yourself. Besides, Mike is strong and stubborn. He will get through this."

"You didn't see him" Harvey argued "He could barely breathe and he was so scared. He told me he wanted to go home." He grinded his teeth hard. Mike had been so confused, like he didn't understood at all what was going on. It had killed Harvey a bit inside when Mike said that he wanted to go home. All he had wanted then was to take the kid home and just keep him safe. He felt like he had failed somehow. He should have just taken Mike to the hospital last night. Then maybe they could have avoided this. They had known that something was wrong, but instead they waited until something bad actually happened. How stupid was that?

Now they were just waiting. They didn't know if the kid even was alive. It was so frustrating to just sit around and wait. The not knowing part was the worst. A million thoughts was flying through his head. He had been truly frightened when Mike had just short of collapsed on his couch. What if his heart had stopped? When he had called 911, they had told him that it was important that he was prepared to give Mike CPR. It would keep him alive until the paramedics took over, they had told him.

They waited for hours.

They couldn't get more information on Mike's status, even though both Harvey and Donna tried. Donna had called Jessica and told her about the situation. She had said that she would come over to the hospital later in the evening.

Harvey was so worried. He hated sitting there just waiting. He felt angry. He wanted to punch something. He felt angry at Mike for putting them through this. Or he wasn't angry at Mike. Of course he wasn't. He was angry at the cancer. The cancer that was killing his associate. His responsibility. His friend.

"Family of Michael Ross?"

Finally! Harvey jumped up from his seat and went over to the doctor, followed by Donna.

"That's us! How is he?"

The doctor looked questioningly at him and Donna for a moment before he mentioned behind him.

"Why don't we step in over here?" He led them to a small office.

"Michael was brought in with a severe case of ventricular fibrillation caused by his heart cancer." He started when they were sitting down and had introduced themselves.

"Okay, but is he all right?" Harvey asked. He didn't care what was wrong, at the moment he just needed to know that Mike was okay.

"He is resting and his heart is doing better." The doctor said in a calming voice.

"Damn it! You might want to lead with that." Harvey sighed.

"What is a fibrillation?" Donna asked.

"It is an irregular and uncoordinated contraction of the cardiac muscle. Luckily for Michael it was treated in time through defibrillation, which means that his heart is back into its normal pace now."

"You mean you shocked him?" Harvey asked.

"Yes. We did."

"Can we see him?" Donna asked.

"Yes, that will be possible shortly." The doctor answered. "He is sedated at the moment, for the pain. He should be out for a few more hours, but you are welcome to keep him company. We are going to keep him here for a few days to monitor his condition. He will be moved from the ICU to the cancer ward as soon as it is possible."

They got some more information on Mike's condition and was told that he had been lucky. Such a condition had the possibility to develop blood cloths that was extremely dangerous since they could develop in the brain. It shocked both Harvey and Donna, who asked a few more questions. After that they got to wait a bit more before a nurse came and took them to Mike's room.

Mike was in a bad condition. He looked really sick nothing like just a few hours earlier. His skin had taken almost a grayish color and he looked to be in pain even in his unconscious state. Donna stepped up close to him and mindful of all the medical equipment that Mike was connected to she took his hand in hers. Harvey sat down on a chair next to them. He suddenly felt incredibly tired.

– SUITS –