Chapter 3

"You want me to come up with you?" Harvey asks quietly, secretly hoping that Mike says yes, when they arrive at his apartment and Mike seriously thinks about it.

"Yeah, if you don't mind." Mike replies, sleepily. He and Harvey had put in a really full week of work and all Mike really wanted to do was grab some clothes and avoid the party that was undoubtedly going on upstairs. Also, he was hoping that with Harvey there, that would deter Lucas from punishing him too badly. He knew that he had been derelict in his boyfriend duties this past week, but it really hadn't been avoidable. Mike really had tried to explain to his boyfriend that the case that he and Harvey had been working on this last week was going to be presented in court first thing Monday morning. He didn't think that Lucas had really paid attention though.

When they got to the apartment, they could hear that the party was still in full swing, but the cops hadn't been called yet. Mike sighed in relief and then he and Harvey entered.

Harvey immediately noticed that both he and Mike were over-dressed for the occasion, since everyone else was wearing little to no clothing and someone pushed a plastic cup of something into his hand. He saw Mike make his way to what he thought might be the bedroom.

He quickly made his way back to the main room and stalked up to the person that had pushed a drink into Harvey's hand.

"Damn it, Lucas! What the fuck is going on in our room?" Mike demanded, any tiredness that he was feeling had been eclipsed by anger.

"Heeyy, baby. Don' sweat it. Just relax and have some fun. It's the weekend and some friends jus' brought a few party favours. Go have one. It'll help take that stick outta yer ass." Lucas slurred blissfully, as a heavy hand came down on one of Mike's shoulders. Both Mike and Harvey saw that Lucas was as high as a kite and that made Mike a little nervous.

"You know what, Lucas, I'm just going to grab some clothes and sleep somewhere else tonight." Mike said, briefly closing his eyes.

That was when Lucas noticed Harvey and his expression darkened.

"Who the fuck is this?" He snarled, looking down at Harvey with jealous anger. Lucas stood a good two inches taller than the older man.

"Lucas, this is my boss, Harvey Specter. Harvey, this is my boyfriend Lucas Dickerson." Mike said, shaking his head and went back into the bedroom to grab some clothes and resolutely ignored the two bodies writhing around on the bed.

"So, you're the asshole boss that likes to work my baby to the bone." Lucas said, eyes glittering dangerously. Harvey nodded and set his drink down on the nearest available surface. He didn't really want to be here and he really didn't want Mike here either. He had worked too hard to help Mike clean up and he wasn't about to let it all go down the drain because of some asshole.

"You do realize that you're risking Mike's job by offering him 'party favours', right?" Harvey asked disgustedly. Trevor had been bad enough, but this guy was worse.

Lucas blinked at him owlishly. "He was already tested this month. He told me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have offered." He growled.

"So, you, the man who is supposed to love him and care for him, are encouraging him to break his drug-free streak. Do you have any idea how hard it was for him to quit that shit? Do you even care that he struggles against that need every day?" Harvey said, his voice hard as concrete. "Or do you just keep him around because he's a convenient fuck that doubles as a punching bag?" Harvey was a lot of things, but stupid had never been one of them. He had dealt with enough victims of abuse to recognize it in his associate even though neither had ever talked about it.

The taller man growled in rage and took a swing. Harvey, although tired, was neither drunk nor high and was able to easily dodge the blow and delivered a punch to Lucas' stomach, sending him to his knees in pain. And, of course, that's when Mike showed up.

Mike looked down at his boyfriend, sighed tiredly and shook his head. "I'll see you later, Lucas."

Lucas quickly got to his feet looking irate. "If you leave with this asshole, don't bother coming back!"

Mike, tired and still in pain from their fight the previous night, replied "Fine. Whatever. I'll be back tomorrow to collect my stuff."

Harvey could see Mike fighting back tears and wanted to beat Lucas to a bloody pulp. "You ready to go?" He asked. Mike nodded and they turned to head towards the door. As they were about to leave, Mike cried out in pain and dropped to his knees. Harvey turned and saw Lucas, his fist stilled balled up, smirking evilly. "No one walks out on me, Mikey. No one." Then he kicked Mike in the left kidney.

Harvey growled in rage and proceeded to beat Lucas into unconsciousness, while Mike laid on floor whimpering in pain. Harvey then bent down and helped Mike to his feet. Harvey then grabbed Mike's bag and they left.