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Harvey beat Donna to Mike that morning. More appropriately, he beat Louis to Mike. He smirked at the older man as he caught the sleeve of Mike's suit jacket and tugged, barely giving the associate enough time to get out of his chair. "Lot's of work today, kid. First, you need to go down to Nostrand Cleaners on.."

"1406 Nostrand Ave, run by Karl Edwards, 72, widowed, likes fried fish and chips, moved here from Edinburgh, England and currently being sued for poor work." Mike rattled off, ignoring the surprised look that his boss shot him.

"Right... Okay, how did you know that? Jessica only gave me the case a few minutes ago." The look Harvey gave was full of suspicion, vanishing only long enough to nod a greeting to Donna before it returned.

"He lives above his shop, three blocks from my apartment building. He's an old man who doesn't have a lot of customers. I take my suits to him." Mike's tone was casual, but the kid was rarely casual about people so Donna made a point to slip her headset on and listen in to the conversation.

"Okay. Point is you need to get down there and take a statement from him, find out the name of the person suing him... Now, what are you doing?" Harvey was starting to get annoyed, since Mike didn't appear to be paying any attention but was writing down several things on a paper at rapid speed.

"I already have that information, Harvey. I recommended to him that he bring his case to Jessica. It's bogus but the opponent, Lyle Merks, is a jerk and isn't above lying on the stand. Karl needed the best. I've done most of the research already, since he told me about it last week. What?"

"Never mind."

The two spent nearly three hours enclosed in the office, working out the details of the pro bono case, and by the end, Harvey was certain that will all the information that Mike had, it would be a fairly easy win. He frowned a bit as Mike left his office, being immediately stopped by Donna, wondering exactly how he had managed to get all that information so quickly.

"So, Mike, honey." Donna purred, causing the blond to give her a wary look. "What happened to you?"

"What do you mean, Donna?" Mike shifted a bit, never comfortable when Donna was acting overly nice. "I've been on my best behavior."

"I know. I'm talking about that bruise on your neck. You did a good job covering it up, but you can still see it."

Immediately, Mike's hand came up and he adjusted his collar and tie, hiding the mark. "Better?" When the redhead nodded, Mike shrugged. "I live in a bad part of town. Things happen." He tried to play it off.

"Puppy." There was a warning in that single word. It was plain that she was not going to accept that answer.

Mike scowled, surprising Donna. "Honestly? It's really nothing, one of the kids in my neighborhood got into some trouble and I helped him out. Nothing special. Leave it alone, please?"

One eyebrow raised slightly at Mike's tone, one that was rarely used and never with her. It was closed, not letting an inch of emotion out. To be honest, Donna respected the fact that Mike would talk to her that way, while being annoyed by it at the same time. "Mike, I don't know whether to smack you or give you a treat."

"How about you just be mad at me today and we call it even?" His reply was swift. "It's not my place to talk about, Donna. It's private." His tone was softer, more familiar.

Donna frowned and made a noncommittal noise that Mike took as a dismissal. Watching him head for his desk, she made a mental note to bully Harvey into asking Mike later.

Thanks to Mike doing nearly all of the legwork ahead of time, Harvey closed the case before the week was out. This meant that Jessica and Harvey were both happy, the client was happy, and that Mike had the weekend mostly free. Given that a free weekend was almost as unlikely as Mike winning the lottery, especially since he never played, he was planning on making use of every available minute.

Mike practically flew out of the building once Harvey gave him permission to leave, electing a small smile from his boss. When Harvey turned, planning on collecting his own things he was startled to find Donna blocking his way, arms crossed and a frown marring her lovely features. "Why such a dark look, Donna?

"You didn't say anything to him.".

"What was I supposed to say?" Harvey was genuinely confused. "He hasn't screwed up in a while."

"Not the point." She replied instantly. "Did you honestly not notice anything? He's been practically living in you office all week." When all she got in reply was a blank look, she rolled her eyes and continued. "You didn't see the bruises on his neck, or the fact that he hardly ate anything all week?"

"Mike had bruises?" That made Harvey scowl. No one was allowed to mistreat his associate. Harvey was very protective over the things he considered his, and Mike was in the same class as his brother, although less annoying.

"On his neck. I noticed them Monday." Donna explained. "I asked him and he gave me an excuse and told me it was private. He stood up to me, so it must have been serious."

"I'll pin him down about it Monday, Donna." Harvey promised, hiding his shock at the puppy defending himself to Donna.

"You better, Harvey, or I'll take matters into my own hands." Donna had her own plans for the weekend, all of them revolving around Mike and the charity that he was apparently running all on his own.