As always, I don't own Suits I just enjoy playing with their characters emotions.

Chapter 3

Donna had called for Ray to pick up Harvey.

Everything was happening as if through tunnel vision after receiving news of Mike's accident. Especially after learning he wasn't doing too well.

"How is he?" he asked not daring to look up at Donna.

"Oh, Harvey it doesn't look good."

He kept replaying those words over and over again in his head. A sob escaped through his gritted teeth as he waited in his office for Ray.

"It's OK, Harvey." Donna was by his side trying to comfort him. An arm wrapped tightly around his waist, her cheek resting on his shoulder; wishing all of it was a bad and twisted joke.

"No, it's not, Donna. I was such an ass to him yesterday. You know Louis asked if he could take him as his associate. Do you know what I said?"

She shook her head, but already knew what he was going to say.

"Take him, I don't want him. Just a year ago he was trying to move in on him and I told him to back off. I wasn't sure I was being so protective of Mike. I handpicked Mike for a reason. I saw something special in him, Donna." He looked up trying to stop the tears threatening to fall.

Harvey felt his phone vibrate.

"Ray is here," he said standing up. "Thank you, Donna," he smiled sadly down at her.

"I love him, too," she said quietly.

"As soon as you're done clearing out the rest of the week make yourself available to come keep me company."

"Of course," she replied.

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Harvey didn't even recall when they got to the hospital. He hardly remembered when Ray opened the door to get into the car and off.

Harvey made his way to the reception area.

"Hello, Sir. How can I help you?" a nurse asked.

"Excuse me? Oh, I'm looking for a Michael Ross."

"Are you his family?" she asked while scrolling through the hospitals computer data base.

"No, but I'm the closest he'll get. His grandmother passed away a couple of months ago," he said. He ran his hand through his now disheveled hair.

"Are you a Harvey Specter?" she asked.

"Yes," he answered sounding a little annoyed. All he wanted to do was get to Mike.

"Oh, well Mr. Specter you're his only emergency contact on his cell phone. We tried contacting you last night, but were unsuccessful. He's currently in the ICU and that'll be on the sixth floor."

"Thank you," he said as politely as he could, making his way to the set of elevators.

Why they were taking so long, Harvey couldn't understand.

Ding

"Finally," he breathed out.

There was a smaller reception area here with far fewer people.

"I'm looking for a Mike Ross," he said, as he came up to reception.

"He's in Intensive Care. I'll page a doctor to come over to you. The waiting room is down the hall to your left." A kind nurse politely smiled at him and pointed in the direction.

He simply nodded and walked towards the waiting area. Before he could sit down and try to soak everything in a doctor with greying hair walked up to him, "Mr. Specter? Harvey Specter?"

"Yes, that's me doctor," he said, extending his hand for the doctor to shake. "How is Mike doing?"

Please be okay, kid.

"Hello Mr. Specter. I'm sorry to say that, Mr. Ross is in the fight for his life right now."

Harvey felt the blood from his face drain and for the first time he realized that he could actually lose Mike—forever.

He gulped trying to catch the air that had been knocked out of him. It wasn't until the doctor raised his voice a little louder that he remembered he was still supposed to be talking to him.

"Sorry, I know this has come to a shock to you. Mr. Ross suffered a great amount of blood loss on his way to the hospital. We had to perform surgery due to the internal bleeding around the lungs. We had to insert a tube through his mouth and into his windpipe so that he receives the right amount of oxygen," he sighed, "unfortunately, he also suffered a collapsed lung which made matters more difficult. Also, he has a broken femur which we're waiting to do surgery on since the injury didn't break the skin."

"What are his chances?" Harvey asked. He didn't want the doctor to answer.

"It's complicated Mr. Specter. Usually we see patients fighting or give a fight; however, it's as if Mr. Ross has given up. For a while there he was in critical condition, but stable," he sighed, taking off his glasses. He wiped the smudges clean off and placed his specs carefully on his nose, "I'm not going to lie and stand here and say I've never witnessed miracles before, Mr. Specter, but that's what he needs now. We've done everything we can and now it's just up to the young man."

"May I see him?" he pleaded. His dark brown orbs silently begging the doctor.

"Yes, of course. You said you were his family?" asked the doctor.

"Technically, I'm not," he said looking at the ground. "I'm his boss but we're close. At least I'd like to think we are. You see, his parents died when he was young and he was left in his grandmothers care. Unfortunately, she passed away a few months ago. I see him as a younger brother and I hope he sees me as that older brother he never had." His lips trembled slightly, his resolved starting to break.

"I see. Well if you follow me I can show you to his room."

Harvey felt dread and fear overtake his body. His heart started hammering against his chest and his eyes began to sting. He tried fighting it back because after all that's what he was, a fighter.

The good doctor cleared his throat, "Please, if there are more visitors we only allow one at a time."

Harvey simply nodded and said, "Thank you."

"Of course, and if there is anything you need please don't hesitate to ask."

Harvey tried stepping foot into Mike's room but couldn't bring himself to do it. He could see him lying in bed, broken.

He looks so fragile. How could I let this happen to you, kid? I've always been there, in my own way. I failed you last night.

He didn't make it into Mike's room. Instead he slumped up against the wall and let himself slide down. Dropping his head into his hands he finally lost his resolve and wept. He was so overwhelmed that he had not noticed the clicking of heels stop right beside him.

"Donna," he whispered, looking up at her.

She tossed her things to the side kneeling next to him, "Why aren't you inside?" she asked looking into his swollen eyes. She hadn't seen him cry, not even when she told him his father had passed away. She searched his large dark brown eyes and all she could see was sadness, regret and fear. Qualities that the Harvey Specter she knew did not possess.

"I can't do it, Donna. I don't think I'm brave enough to go in there," he admitted to both of them.

"Oh, Harvey," she gave him a tight hug, rubbing circles on his back. "I know you are. I'll be here with you if you need me. You need to be strong for him because you're all he's got right now. I adore that kid, but there isn't that bond the both of you have."

"That's just it, Donna," he started to sob softly. "I knew it was there and he wanted me to admit it so badly. I could read it all over his face. Not once did I acknowledge it. "

"We could talk about that later, Harvey. Right now you need to get your ass in there and just talk at him," she said bluntly looking right at him.

He nodded and helped her up.

She gave him an encouraging smile and a slight nudge.

He put both hands in his pockets and walked into the room. "Oh, kid look at you," he said through blurred vision. Mike had a breathing tube coming from his mouth; IV lines hooked up to several machines that Harvey had no idea what they were for. The only one he cared about was the heart monitor.

He ran his hand through Mike's soft hair and gingerly cupped his cheek.

"Mike," he sighed, "I know you can't hear me and I know it's cowardly of me to do this now," he bitterly laughed at his own words. Who would've thought? "I'm not going to stand here and pretend I'm not angry at you because I am. No, I'm not angry more like disappointed because you knew how I would feel about what you did. Do you know what hurt the most?" he swallowed the sob that was working its way out. "That you felt like you couldn't trust me enough to come to me when you needed me the most. I know you were trying to protect me, but I'm supposed to do that because that's my job." He took Mike's bandaged hand and gave it a slight squeeze.

"Did you ever stop and wonder why I kept stepping over that line for you? It wasn't just because you're my associate, but because I can't imagine working without you –now. So, you can't die. You can't leave me, Mike. I'll be losing a brother." He let silent tears fall not bothering to wipe them away. "I secretly hoped to be someone you could look up to," he whispered.

At that moment Harvey noticed Mike's heart monitor spike and then again until it became erratic. He looked in horror as Mike tried to desperately gasp for air. He pushed the emergency call button above the bed.

"Donna! Get a doctor something is wrong with Mike."

Donna simply nodded and ran towards the reception area, but there were nurses and doctor already on their way.

"Mike, please hold on," he whispered into his hair. "You need to be okay. "

"Sir, we need you to step outside in order to help him," one of the nurses asked.

"Harvey," Donna grabbed his arm, "we need to go so that they can do their job. We can't do anything for him."

She guided him outside, where Rachel was waiting to hear news from them. She took in Harvey's appearance and knew it couldn't be good. The man that was always so intact looked defeated. His hair was disheveled, tie undone as well and his vest. His eyes were puffy and red. This wasn't the Harvey Specter she was used to and this wasn't a man with good news.

Harvey didn't want to deal with anyone else right now so he let Donna give her an update on Mike's current state. He saw Rachel put her hand over her mouth and cry. Donna took her into a hug and kept repeating some words of comfort.

Harvey stayed by Mike's room hoping the nurses and doctor would get Mike's breathing under control. Then he no longer heart it, his worse fear, Mike's heart monitor had stopped.

Thanks for the faves & follows. Reviews are welcomed! Sorry for any errors, since I don't have a beta it's always harder to catch your own errors. I don't have Chapter 4 started yet. I had 1-3 already go to go, so it might take a little longer. Also, I'm working 6 days this week, so sorry for the delay! But I'll keep ya on your toes :)