Chapter 4
When they got back to Harvey's condo, Mike went into the bathroom with intention of changing into his pajamas. He was stopped by Harvey calling his name.
"Mike, I think we should get you checked out at a hospital. You know, just to make sure you're okay."
"Harvey, I'm fine. Really." Mike insisted as he walked towards the bathroom. "It's just a little bruising. I've gotten worse falling off my bike." He lied. "Please, don't push this."
Harvey shrugged, not really liking the answer, and asked "You want some coffee?"
"Thanks, but no. I'm really tired and I just want some sleep." Mike replied from the bathroom.
Harvey poured himself a shot of scotch, downed it and then got ready for bed. He checked on Mike before he headed for bed. The other man was already in bed and sleeping the sleep of the truly exhausted.
Several hours later, he woke to the sound of someone moving around. When he came into the living room, he saw Mike in the kitchen making coffee. Mike was moving a little too stiffly for Harvey's comfort, but he wasn't about to start an argument without a least one cup of coffee and some breakfast in his system.
He was about to say something, when he heard the other man muffle a groan of pain.
"You okay?" Harvey asked somewhat cautiously, coming around to where Mike was standing in front of the counter that had the coffee maker.
When all Mike did was shake his head in a negative response, Harvey gently turned Mike around so that he could see him. It cracked his heart a little to see Mike's beautiful blue eyes shiny with tears of pain that refused to be shed. He also noticed that Mike was breathing shallowly.
"That's it. I'm taking you to the hospital." Harvey said resolutely.
"Okay." Mike whispered as Harvey made him sit in a kitchen chair.
"I'll be right back. I just need to get dressed. Don't move."