Emilie was exhausted.

She left Harvey, Mike and Finn in the kitchen and got into the shower. She felt uncomfortable and dirty. She knew she didn't do anything wrong - aside from trust her landlord wasn't an inappropriate pervert. But here she was - paying for it.

She let the hot water sear her skin as she cried and cried and cried.

She was feeling incredibly grateful for her support system - even though she felt terrible for distancing herself from her brother last week. Everything was just such a mess. Things were a lot easier when all she fought about with Harvey was her bad attitude and his arrogance. They had come so far yet took ten steps back. She was surprised he was even willing to still help her.

Finn was waiting in her room when she got out of the shower. The futon had returned to bed position and there was a small basket of her clothes sitting on the desk. She must have left them there and clearly Harvey's housekeeper had finished off her laundry.

"I'm not sure I'm supposed to watch you get dressed if your brother is in the next room," Finn commented as she slipped off her towel and pulled on Harvey's old sweatshirt. He covered his eyes with his hands but clearly peaked at her, a small smile on her face as she glanced over at him.

Emilie appreciated him trying to make the situation feel a bit lighter. She dried off her legs and put on a pair of leggings. She toweled off her damp hair and climbed onto the bed beside Finn.

"Thank you," she said quietly as she snuggled beside him. "For putting up with me and helping me and…" She trailed off. She was full of things to thank him for but she wasn't sure how to put it into words.

The last few weeks had been a mess but Finn remained. She had been difficult and absent but he still did he best to talk to her and check in. Their schedules conflicted yet he still reached out to see how she was or took the time to send her a picture of Pippin.

"You're welcome," he replied to her softly, rubbing her back slowly. "I've realized you're not much for letting people help you. So I've had to be persistent."

"Most people give up or just don't care."

"Well, I'm not most people. I've never met a girl who actually read and kept up a conversation about Lord of the Rings like you. While we may disagree on Frodo's intentions, I think I'll keep you around."

Finn continued rubbing her back until she fell asleep. He stayed a few minutes longer then made sure she was safely underneath a few blankets before he slipped out of the room.

Harvey was standing at the kitchen island while Mike sat on a stool across from him.

Finn dropped onto a stool beside him. Harvey offered him a beer and he gladly accepted.

All three of them sat in silence for a moment.

"I sent the video to my friend who works in cyber crimes," Finn finally spoke. "They'll start an investigation based on the original case. The first goal is to get the video taken down and find the source of the upload."

Harvey just nodded and slipped his drink. He was disengaged.

"We left a voicemail for Greg. Jason Moore still has another two weeks of probation so he shouldn't be hard to find." Mike glanced over at Finn, who nodded.

"This does give us a valid reason to go search his brother's house in New Jersey now," Finn continued.

"And if that ex-employee can corroborate that payout she got from them -

"Then we are definitely sending this bastard to jail."

Harvey's eyes bounced between the two of them as they talked. He put his glass down and narrowed his eyes at Mike. "What are you two talking about?"

Mike sighed and put his drink down on the surface in front of him. "I know you told me not to, but Finn and I kept digging about Jason Moore and his brother and this whole thing. It kind of took us down a rabbit hole but if our research is right.." He glanced over at Finn.

"Well, we'll know for sure once we search the brother's house. Let's just say this isn't the first camera he's planted and been found out about."

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Harvey did his best to keep his voice down. He didn't want to scream and wake up his sister. He was feeling angry that he gave up on the case in the first place. It wasn't fair to be mad at Mike or Finn.

It was just another reason for Harve my to be upset with himself.

Mike sat up straight to prepare his response to his boss. "Listen, Harvey. You had a lot going on with Emilie and I know the last few weeks haven't been easy. I did this all after working hours and we-

Harvey cut him off by waving his hand. He sighed. "Thank you. That's what I should be saying. Thank you for not giving up."

"Harvey," Finn took a final sip of his beer and out the bottle down as he stood up. "I'll say it again. This guy is going to jail. I'll make sure of it."

The last thing Harvey wanted to be doing on his Saturday night was entertaining his 14-year-old sister.

Marcus and Katie had brought her into Manhattan for a concert as a birthday gift. Harvey was unwilling to join them at the concert, although he had been the one to secure the tickets. Good tickets, too. He didn't give a damn about whatever pop artist she was obsessing over lately but he figured music was best enjoyed when you were overwhelmed with it.

His only caveat was spending Saturday night with Emilie so his brother and wife could enjoy a night out together.

It was the least he could do.

He took Emilie to a small diner he liked out in Astoria. She insisted on taking the subway. Harvey humoured her and knew it would eat up some of the time at least.

"So, after that song she came all the way out onto this catwalk. Like, Harvey, she was 20 feet away from us!" Emilie was excitedly retelling him details about the concert. It was a cool November evening but even the cold air wouldn't stop her from rambling.

Emilie had only just started ninth grade and from the sound of Marcus' comments, it wasn't going well. She had already skipped class more than once and apparently a few weeks ago Bobby was certain she came home from a sleepover hungover.

Harvey wasn't worried. The Emilie in front of him was just as chipper and sassy as he remembered. High school was the time to act out. He remembered being a bit of a reckless kid in high school too - but he always got good grades and managed to talk his way into or out of the wrong situations.

"I mean, I can't wait to tell Cassie about it. She would have loved to see her live. I feel bad I've been talking about it for so long but I got her a t-shirt at least."

They walked from the subway station about a block away to the door of the Neptune Diner.

"Aren't there a bunch of five star restaurants in Manhattan?" Emilie commented as Harvey opened the door for her.

"Yeah, I'm not paying $75 for your dinner and you end up not liking it. Trust me, you'll like this place." Harvey smirked at his sister as she slid into a booth at the end of the row. He slid in across from her.

"Oh, it makes sense now." She grabbed a tent card off the table. "Best pie in New York - that's why you like it here."

"I'll have you know I run five miles every morning to earn delicious slices of pie like this."

"Weird way to brag about running five miles every morning, old man."

After they ordered, the brother and sister sat in silence. Harvey watched as she carefully poured two and a half creamers, and half a spoonful of sugar into her coffee and stirred three times, before tapping the spoon on the side of her mug.

Harvey let out a short breath then smiled.

"What?" Emilie asked him, curious about his sudden smiling face. "Please don't lecture me about drinking coffee."

"You share a lot of mannerisms with mom, you know."

Emilie rolled her eyes. "Yeah, everyone says that."

Harvey asked her about school next and she rambled on and on about some classes (art and computer design) and complained about others (calculus and science).

"So, Marcus told me to ask you about Scottie. Who is he?"

Harvey just laughed as he took a bite of his burger. "She is just someone I went to law school with."

"Oh. I get it. Ex-girlfriend."

"What? How did you get that out of one sentence?"

"Your eyes did this thing." Emilie put down her grilled cheese and pointed at her brother. "Like, you paused for a brief second when you said someone and your eyes sorta opened wide for just a moment."

Harvey narrowed his eyes curiously at his sister. "You read one second of my body language better than some of the people I work with."

She smirked at him proudly, reaching across the table to steal an onion ring from his plate.

"So you've confirmed she is your ex-girlfriend. Gotcha."

"What do you want to know, Em?"

"Marcus and Katie just have a bet going that you'll never settle down. So I figured I would investigate."

Harvey rolled his eyes as he continued to eat. "Sorry to report I keep my romantic life very separate from my family life. I could already be married and none of you would know."

Emilie knew Harvey had issues discussing his family life and she didn't want to press. She was surprised they were even having such a candid conversation considering how little they communicated.

"So," Emilie decided she should change the subject. "If you weren't tethered to your teenage sister tonight, what would you be doing?"

"Honestly," Harvey paused to think. "Working, probably."

"That's boring."

"Although tonight they're playing Star Wars at this little theatre out in Brooklyn and -

"Which one?"

Harvey looked at her curiously. "Empire Strikes Back."

Emilie paused to think. "We should go. I mean, it's not the best of the three but it's still good."

"What?" Harvey reached his hand out to feel her forehead. "Are you sick? No one in their right mind would argue about the greatest Star Wars movie of all time."

She grabbed his hand and threw it back towards him. "You're hilarious."

Harvey glanced at his watch. "Well, if you're serious we've gotta grab the next train."

"Do you think we can sneak a slice of pie into the movie theatre?"

Emilie woke up Saturday morning desperately hoping her vivid memories of the night before were just a terrible dream.

Glancing at her phone was a clear indication it wasn't a dream. She had a frantic text from Cassie about Jordan and the video. She seemed unaware of it and what was going on and that gave Emilie a bit of comfort. She was determined to keep her distance from Cassie as long as she continued to date Jordan. That was clear enough. She knew she had to go back and get her bags sometime over the weekend, too.

She had a cute good morning message from Finn to check in and see how she was doing. He was working that day and Emilie was hoping she'd get to see him again soon.

She laid in bed a while longer, doing her best to delay facing the world. As she rested on her pillow, she heard a strange noise. Someone singing. Harvey singing?

Emilie crawled out of her bed and opened the bedroom door, peering out towards the kitchen. There stood her brother, singing along to an old Beatles record, standing over the stove.

"Am I still dreaming or are you actually cooking?" Emilie said as she walked into the space beside him, reaching up for a coffee cup.

Harvey looked over at her and smirked, "Just because I don't cook doesn't mean I can't cook."

"Anyone can cook bacon and eggs, old man," she replied to him, pouring a cup of coffee from the French press sitting on the island.

Harvey continued to sing as he passed a plate of food over to her. Emilie was actually impressed - she knew Harvey didn't stock groceries very often. Unless his housekeeper had picked up things for him, the only explanation was Harvey getting up early to run and get things to make breakfast.

Harvey turned off the stove top and slid into the stool beside her, taking a bite of his breakfast. They sat in silence for a moment.

"So, I had an idea," Harvey finally spoke, turning his head to watch her pick at her plate of food. He wanted to remind her to eat, but he stopped himself. She turned to look at him curiously.

"Since your birthday is Monday…" He spoke slowly and raised an eyebrow at her, waiting for her to confirm he remembered correctly. She just gave him a confirmation nod and an annoyed face to let him continue. "I figured we could do something today. Whatever you want. On me."

"Oh." Emilie paused to think. "Are you sure you're my brother Harvey and not someone who was body snatched?"

Harvey rolled his eyes. "Em, listen. We've had a few shitty weeks. The last one in particular was not great for either of us." He sighed. He had nothing else to say about that. "I heard there's a few Richard Hamilton pieces on display at MoMA right now."

Emilie's eyes lit up. She was always surprised when Harvey remembered facts about her, like her favourite visual artist.

"Well, okay. You've twisted my arm." She smiled at him, grateful to his attempt to suspend her bad mood and ignore the current situation. "But, I have to go get my stuff from Cassie's. That is, if you're willing to let me stay here again."

"Of course." Harvey nodded at her. "I can't believe I'm about to admit this but it was too quiet without you here this week."

Later that morning, they were pulling up outside of Cassie's apartment. Emilie turned to step out of the car, glancing at her phone. Cassie was out at the gym but told Emilie that Jordan was home and he would let her in.

Harvey opened his door to get out, too.

"You can stay down here," Emilie told him, crossing her arms as she looked over at him.

"Yeah. But I'm not going to. C'mon." He headed towards the door to the building and opened it up for her. She wanted to be annoyed at Harvey's support, but she had to admit she appreciated his presence.

Harvey was feeling completely out of his element dealing with this situation now. There wasn't any real guidance to being a big brother, especially when the current situation was well beyond what he felt comfortable talking about. But ever since the night before, as his sister cried in his arms, he couldn't bear letting her out of his sight. He needed to look out for her, he needed to protect her in some way. He couldn't go back in time and fix his past mistakes and fights with her, but in that moment and moving forward, he would do whatever he could to help her.

They climbed up a few sets of staircases and stopped in front of an apartment door. Emilie just sighed and knocked. A few moments later, the door was opening just enough for Jordan to look into the hallway.

"Back again, Bryant?" Jordan spat out. Emilie resisted rolling her eyes at him. He looked particularly exhausted. "Cassie yelled at me all night because of this mess."

"Listen, Jordan, I just want to grab my things and then I'll be gone."

"Yeah, well, I don't know if I want you coming into my home if you're just going to threaten me again."

Harvey, who had been patiently waiting to the side of the door frame, let out an annoyed sigh. He took a step over and pushed the door open wide, revealing himself.

"Just go grab your stuff, Em." Harvey said sternly, staring down the young male.

"Who is this? Your bodyguard?" Jordan commented to Emilie as she swept by him. Harvey just rolled his eyes and kept an eye on his sister as she disappeared into the apartment. Jordan stayed at the door, staring back at Harvey.

"Oh, I get it. You're her brother, aren't you? Cassie mentioned you before. Big lawyer or something. Well, what's the law say about physical threats? Considering your sister fucking attacked me outside that party then grabbed me by the collar last night-

Harvey cut him off. "Well, let's just say that without a witness, no one will give a shit about threats like that. Especially when it's coming from someone who's been emotionally compromised and taken advantage of." Emilie came back to the door with her bags. Harvey took one from her and narrowed his eyes at Jordan. "And, if you're going to stand there and complain that my five foot four sister is a threat to you, I think you have more to be worried about."

Harvey looked at him for a moment longer than lead his sister back to the staircase.

Jordan yelled out as they started downstairs, "Here's hoping I never see you again, Emilie Bryant!"

Emilie just rushed ahead her brother to get back outside and away from the apartment.

Harvey followed suit and met her outside as she was putting her bags into the trunk with Ray's assistance. Harvey loaded in her last bag and got back into the car with her. They were clearly both agitated by the entire situation.

"I can see why you attacked that jackass," Harvey muttered to her.

"Yeah, I do not understand what Cassie sees in him. It just fills me with so much rage that he watched…" Emilie scrunched up her face, clearly even more uncomfortable being reminded of the entire.

"Em," Harvey reached out and put his hand on her knee.

She pushed his hand away. "Please, don't."

Harvey looked over at her. Everytime he felt like he was calming down about the situation, seeing his sister break like this brought him right back to the present. He was so angry people could hurt her like that.

Ray started to drive as they headed towards the museum.

Emilie took a deep breath and leaned back on the seat.

Harvey just sighed."I know you don't want to talk about this. I wish we could just ignore it." He paused. "Why didn't you tell me Jason was visiting the cafe the last few weeks?"

Emilie squeezed her eyes shut. "I just..didn't want to bother you about all this shit anymore. I figured he would eventually give up, especially if I made it clear it wasn't bothering me."

Harvey narrowed his eyes at her, tilting his head slightly. "But it was bothering you."

"Well, obviously. But I didn't want him to take my safe place away from me. That's not fair. He's already taken my home and sense of security and any fucking ounce of dignity I once had. So, I just let it happen." She opened her eyes again and rolled her head slightly to look over at her brother. "Plus, he mentioned you. That you're my brother. And he made some comment about how I was dating Finn… I was just scared to bring you any further into it."

Harvey didn't know how to reply to her. Unpacking her words as she spoke to him, it was clear she had been suffering through the unsolicited visits to her workplace. But instead of bringing it up, ringing any alarms, she just dealt with it. For the sake of protecting Harvey himself and her new relationship with Finn.

Emilie met Harvey's eyes. It was clear he was struggling to find a way to respond to her. It was always surprising when she managed to leave Harvey lost for words.

"Can we just make a deal for today? No more talk about anything related to this situation." She stuck her hand out towards him, as if making a business transaction.

Harvey just let out a breath and gave her a small smile. "Okay."

Harvey and Emilie spent the entire afternoon at the Museum of Modern Art. Harvey had to admit he actually had an enjoyable time. Not that he didn't appreciate art - growing up with two parents who were artists lead him to a very healthy respect and interest in art as a subject. He just often didn't find or make the time to do things that seemed so trivial. Spending hours wandering through the MoMA was almost therapeutic to him. He could ignore his phone and shut out the world for a while.

He even didn't mind listening to Emilie ramble on about pieces she liked and didn't like. In fact, he even let her talk him into buying a few new prints for his condo from the gift shop. And maybe a beautiful leather crossbody purse for Emilie, too.

"You really didn't have to do that, Harvey," Emilie was beaming as they left, clutching the small purse in her hands.

"Well, you were salivating over it and it is your birthday."

She paused as they got outside the museum, glancing up towards her brother. "I have an idea. You up for a subway ride?"

Harvey couldn't even remember the last time he took the subway.

"Why would I take the subway if I pay Ray to drive me around?"

"Live a little, Harvey." She smiled at him again and shoved his arm gently, to point him in the direction of the nearest subway station. A little while later, after changing lines three times, Harvey finally realized where they were going. That stupid little cafe in Astoria.

"You actually remember this place?" Harvey said to her incredulously, as he opened the door and followed her in.

"We have a lot of bad memories together." Emilie said quietly as she slid into a booth in the back of the cafe. "So, lately, I've been trying to remember the good memories, too."

"Katie and Marcus took you to see who on that trip?"

"Kelly Clarkson! Like, the highlight of my 14th year."

Harvey just smiled at her as he scanned over the menu.

"And I knew you were so unhappy being saddled with me that night-

"That's not true."

Emilie just laughed, "You don't have to lie to me. I used to be able to read you pretty well, you know."

"Well," Harvey looked back up at her. "I'm sorry about that. I know I wasn't always a very good brother to you." It was the first thing on a long list he wanted to apologize for.

"Harvey, you don't have to say that."

"It's true though, Em. And I don't apologize enough. I look back all the time and I feel like a jackass for fighting with my little sister over the stupidest shit. And for what?"

Their conversation was interrupted by a waitress coming by to take their order. She came back a few moments later with cups of coffee for them, too.

Harvey watched his sister closely. It was a strange deja vu in that very moment - she poured two and a half creamers, and half a spoonful of sugar into her coffee and stirred three times, before tapping the spoon on the side of her mug. Just like their mom.

Emilie noticed he was staring at her. "What?"

"You know, I spent a long time being mad at mom - which wasn't fair." Harvey was trying to find the words he needed to say but he was struggling. "But at least I apologized to her. But with you, I've been mad since the start and you didn't deserve that."

Emilie opened her mouth to respond but nothing came out. She wasn't sure where this was coming from. She didn't want to stir anything else up but clearly her brother was wrestling with some things and she didn't want to take away his opportunity to be honest with her.

"To me you always represented this outcome of Mom's actions."

"I didn't choose how I was born." Emilie replied to him quietly.

Harvey shook his head. "I know, I know. Just let me finish." He sighed. "I've harboured this resentment towards you since the moment you were born and that's incredibly selfish of me. I just pushed it to the side and never dealt with it. I look at you sometimes and I see mom and I would let that just fester in me."

"Harvey.."

"Emmy, I'm sorry. If I could go back and change anything, I would yell at you less and care for you more. I think about all those big fights and all that time I thought you were being this difficult, annoying little sister when really, maybe you just wanted me to be a big brother to you, not an enemy."

"Of course I wanted you to be my big brother, Harvey! I mean, Marcus did a pretty good job filling that role but the more you showed you didn't like me, the more attention I wanted from you. Isn't that fucked up? I would just fight with you so you would even acknowledge my existence." She hung her head down and stared at the coffee mug. "That doesn't justify the terrible things I've said to you over the years. We can just gloss over the fight at the funeral but I know that was bad."

Harvey watched as she spoke, waves of guilt washing over him. He was supposed to be the adult all these years. He was the one who should have taken care of her.

"Well, we both said some pretty unforgivable things that day." Harvey pursed his lips and swallowed the lump in his throat. "I can't say sorry enough, Em. For all of this."

"Please don't blame yourself, Harvey. For any of it. It's useless now, anyway. You've been really redeeming yourself these last few months, anyway." She smirked at him, trying to lighten the mood. "Maybe we both just need to try harder."

He let out a breath and finally broke into a small smile smile, "I think that's a reasonable ask."

"And let's stop apologizing to each other about the past. We can't change it but we can grow from it at least, right?"

"Okay, Mufasa."

Emilie rolled her eyes. "I was channeling my inner Rafiki, thank you."

On their way back to Harvey's, Emilie took a selfie with her brother on the subway to commemorate the moment. Much to his dismay, she sent it to Mike.

"I think it's just important to remember this moment. Harvey Specter, rider of the subway."

Harvey just rolled his eyes at her.

Emilie glanced down at her phone then up to Harvey. "I'm inviting Mike, Rachel and Finn over for movie night."

"None of your college friends?"

"The last time I made a Star Wars reference to Leah, she gagged. It is not her cup of tea."

About an hour later, Emilie, Harvey and Mike were all sitting in Harvey's living room. Harvey was loading the DVD player while Mike and Emilie argued.

"I figured we would at least be watching Return of the Jedi."

Emilie crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at Mike. "Hey, A New Hope introduced me to one of my favourite cinematic characters of all time."

"Look, I get it. Everyone loves Princess Leia-

"No, she has a weird love for C3PO." Harvey jumped in. "Are you two going to do this all night? Maybe the Zane family dinner would be more fun after all."

"Trust me, I will be much better off spending my night here instead of with Robert Zane. Plus, Rachel never lets me pick anything George Lucas related for movie night." Mike reached over to the coffee table and grabbed his beer. "Where's Finnegan?"

"He took an overtime shift apparently. Super last minute." Emilie just shrugged and pulled her legs up to sit cross-legged on the couch. "Let's do this, old man."

Harvey rolled his eyes and started the movie. The familiar score of Star Wars sounded through the living room as Mike dramatically read out the scrolling text, despite Harvey's protest.

Emilie smiled as she looked around the room. Overall, Harvey had done a pretty good job distracting her for the day. Tomorrow she had to work and go back to the real world, and she knew the week ahead was probably going to involve more work with the police and Greg. But in that very moment, with her brother and Mike, things were okay.

About halfway through the movie, just as Harvey and Mike were debating the merits of Han Solo, they each felt their phone buzzing with messages from Jon Finnegan himself.

His last minute overtime shift was just an excuse for what he was really doing - helping a team from a New Jersey precinct search through a house and office site belonging to Royale Contracting.

Both Harvey and Mike looked at the message on their phone: 'bad news and bad news: we found half a dozen hard drives with hours worth of camera footage from a bunch of different locations. and Jason Moore broke his probation and left the state. They think he's hiding out with some family in south Jersey.'

Harvey couldn't help but swear under his breath.

Emilie noticed both of them glancing at their phones and gave Harvey a quizzical glance. "What's going on? Late night Louis correspondence?"

Mike glanced over at Harvey to see what he was going to say.

Harvey thought for a moment. They had been having a good day so far. He didn't want to ruin it. And he assumed Finn only told him and Mike for the same reason - let Emilie have a break from the mess today.

"He's prematurely trying to organize an office Secret Santa," Mike jumped in, putting his phone away. "Last time he tried this I got a homemade gift certificate to go mudding with him."

Emilie just laughed at the thought and turned her head back to the movie.

Harvey gave Mike a grateful glance and took a sip of his drink. They could push the mess away for one more night, for his sister's sake.

A/N: listen y'all, I don't know how quickly the legal system works but I imagine mr Jon Finnegan tried to expedite this process to help out. I really liked this chapter - I think it was important for Harvey to get some things off his chest and for Emilie to hear them, too. There's still some guilt on both sides they need to figure out.

It's getting harder and harder to write this story - for the sole fact that I know it's coming to and end soon. Thank you all again for welcoming me into the Suits world and showing such an appreciation for my little story. Thank you to Rose4darvey, Andelin, cicia724, LilSparrow7 and the two Guests for reviewing. I'm so grateful to have such loyal readers and reviewers. Thank you thank you thank you!