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"Donna, wait!" Harvey grabbed her elbow right before she could enter one of the elevators "Hey, hey. What's going on?"
Donna paid him no mind as she stepped into the lift and turned around, cell phone in hand.
"The files you wanted? They're on Mike's desk, right where you should have looked for them in the first place. Ray will be here with the copy you wanted, so if you'll please step aside" she said threateningly, urging him to stop blocking the doors.
"No. Tell me. What was wrong with Mike" he asked, his anger towards the kid long forgotten.
"He was on a car accident, Harvey" Donna hissed "I told you how the streets were this time of year, that's why he was late. Now, you can wait here for Ray to bring you the-"
"Cancel my appointments" he stepped in.
"What do you think I'm doing?" she muttered with an eye roll. And the doors closed.
…
Mike left his apartment early that morning making sure to have at least two copies of the document with him.
He was always careful when it came to safety and this was one of those days when you couldn't afford things to go wrong.
But of course, this was him.
So you could imagine how hard it would be for him not to outright laugh at his bad luck when only half way to the office and due to the state of the streets, a car decided to lose control and cause three others to do the same.
Yeah. It would have been really easy for him to laugh right then and there.
The whole thing involved the entire intersections of two main streets -meaning a lot of cars-, the sidewalks, a few pedestrians, a food cart and three sad cyclists, Mike being one of them.
Anyway, he was crossing the street along with the cars. There was another guy biking about half a mile before him. When he was just at the beginning of the intersection there was the awful sound of a car skidding and soon enough a crash followed. It was a domino effect, really. One in slow motion that is. And just as he looked towards the source of trouble, a car came skidding towards him and hit him with its side.
There were even more sounds: yells, wheels screeching, horns, collisions between metal, a loud thump along with something snapping…
And after that his brain just stopped keeping count.
…
He woke up. That was all he knew. Things around him were muffled and fuzzy… kind of your mind having cotton mouth. He looked around, trying to make sense of whatever it was happening. There were cars. Lots of them. He could see some other people on the ground just like him.
Oh. Yeah. He was on the ground.
Looking up -meaning to his right- he could see a black side mirror and a lot of yellow. A cab. Okay… so somehow he was leaning against a car, or more like lying against one. Looking head on, he saw the side of a white car just a few feet away from him. Oh. And his bike was under it. Nice.
Okay… so, think Mike. A car over his bike -he almost laughed, that sounded kind of naughty… maybe his bike was having a good time actually-, no. Wait… his bike was literally bent. His poor bike. Jeez… he was so gonna cry now. His bike didn't deserve that. It was a good bike… such a good bike… He couldn't believ-
Sir! Sir?!
Shit! When the hell had that woman gotten here?! Jeez, he was pretty sure that scaring the shit out of people mourning their bikes was pretty much frowned upon.
He really wanted to cry. Everything was muffled and that woman wouldn't stop moving her mouth and his bike was dead and-
And suddenly everything was rushing, like being shoved out of the water. And there was so much freaking noise, and he was lying on his side and his head wanted to freaking explode and… Was that thing his arm?! Holy Shit!
Sir? Sir!...
"Sir! Listen to me! You have to breath! Hey! You listening to me?" the woman in front of him was saying. How the hell had he ended up here? He was… shit! Why couldn't he remember?! He could always freaking remember! Shit!
"Sir! Stop it! You're gonna pass out!"
Well, no shit, Sherlock! As if that could be worse than not freaking remembering! Why wouldn't she stop bothering him?! Seriously, if Harvey was here he would make her cry for…
Harvey! Shit! That was it! He was going to work! Of course he was going to work, damn it Mike! You always bike to work! No, this wa-
Fuck! The merger! The meeting and the case and the- Shit! He was late! He was gonna be super late! Where was his fucking phon- Shit, did moving hurt!
"Sir, you have to stop moving!" Yeah. Right.
"N-no… gotta get to work…" he muttered while trying to sit up. He kept shaking his head and he was failing miserably in the art of freaking moving. Everything hurt!
But then he was falling against the pavement again as if he had just run a marathon and that lady wouldn't stop talking. What was with that anyway? It wasn't like he could hear her. Alright, he just needed to lie down for a while… he wouldn't be able to talk to Harvey while not being able to catch his breath anyway…
…
"Hi, Donna? Listen, there was a huge accident, I won't be able to get to Mike's apartment very quickly"
"That's fine, Ray. Don't worry. I still need you to go there just in case though"
"Alright, no problem"
"Thanks, Ray" Donna hung up before giving handing the phone to Harvey who put it in her purse. She was driving after all, and while she could do a lot of things at the same time, one thing was talking on the phone while driving -it was Ney York anyway- and a whole different one was not paying attention to the road because of grabbing her purse.
Harvey had his arm resting of the window, hand holding his shin while the other tapped non-stop on his knee. And if it weren't for the worry and anger, Donna would have had mercy on him and not tell him about what Ray had said.
Well. Too bad.
"Ray said it would take him to get to Mike's. There was an accident" she emphasized "so traffic is slow" And she heard Harvey give a troubled sigh. Sweet revenge.
"Did they say anything?" he asked. Donna hadn't talked to him at all until now. They had only gotten inside her car five minutes ago and, true to Ray's word, the traffic was really slow. And Harvey didn't really do patience.
Donna sighed.
"They were getting him on an ambulance when he called"
Harvey stayed quiet but rubbed his face in exasperation.
Fuck…
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