"H-hey, Specter." The man Harvey had pinned down to the floor stuttered out of fear. "Why don't we take this outside? Settle this like real men." He suggested, holding up his hands in surrender as Harvey tightened his grip on the man's jacket.

"Well, I'd love to but you see there's only one real man here and it certainly isn't you. Only a coward needs a gun to get what he wants." Harvey's voice was low, and dripping with anger.

"I don't have a gun this time, Specter." The other man supplied. "Come on, let's not disturb the kid, or the pretty little innocent nurses out in the lobby."

Harvey's eyes never left the man's face as he thought the offer over.

"Fine." The lawyer shoved the man to the ground hard before standing up. He watched the man stand up and motioned for him to go out first. They passed a doctor on their way out and the man smiled at him, while Harvey just nodded. Briefly, he wondered where he had seen that man before, but shook it off. Harvey followed closely behind the man until they were outside and the other man stopped to face him.

"Let me introduce myself, Specter. Friends call me Carlos."

"I'm not your friend." Harvey retorted.

Carlos shrugged his shoulders and scratched his chin with his thumb.

"Well, I hate it you feel that way Harvey."

"Don't call me Harvey." The lawyer warned.

"Ehh. It's a shame we couldn't be friends. I think you'd found our friendship could have been quiet valuable to you..." The man said. "You know, if you cared about the kid at all."

Harvey set his jaw, not showing any emotion on his face.

"How so?"

"Well you see, Harvey, I mean Specter," Carlos began taking a step forward. "my friends call me Carlos, but everyone else? Ehhh I got a few nicknames, but uh... I think Diversion, or Distraction suits me the most."

"Oh yeah? Why's that?" Harvey asked, playing along.

"Because that's what I do. Create a distraction." Carlos answered.

Harvey stared at him, trying to keep up where this guy was going. Carlos caught him up to speed.

"You see, I'm the diversion."

Harvey blinked, and felt his stomach start to slowly twist.

"The diversion to what?"

"To the plan."

"What plan?" Harvey asked through clenched teeth.

Carlos waited a moment, then smirked.

"Kidnapping the kid."

Harvey froze, his legs feeling like part of the cement he was standing on.

"Tell me, Harvey. If you're out here with me...uh what was it you were going to do?...Oh yeah! Kicking my ass, then who's with Mike?"

Harvey didn't answer right away, as he tried to find his voice.

"The doctors, the nurses. You won't be able to get him out of the ICU."

"No, you're right. I won't. But a buddy of mine recently acquired a job at the hospital. You remember that doctor we passed on our way out, right? I noticed you acted as if you'd seen him from somewhere before. Perhaps you recognize him from the warehouse? But don't worry, I'm sure he will take good care of Mike."

Carlos smiled a devious smile.

Harvey's heart slammed against the bones in his chest as his stomach churned when realization sunk in that the man he passed in the hallway had been one of the guys in the warehouse when he went to get Trevor out of trouble.

Harvey looked towards the hospital, then back at Carlos debating on going to check on Mike or kicking the guy's ass that shot him. For the first time in years, concern and worry won Harvey over as the lawyer sprinted back into the hospital letting Carlos get away.

Trevor swallowed hard, trying to keep the contents of his stomach at bay. He wiped his hands on his pants and blew out a breath, staring at the building in front of him. With one last deep breath, he walked into the Keller building.

"Ahh, Trevor my boy. So glad you decided to join us." A tall, old man spoke as he entered.

Trevor opened his mouth to speak, but quickly closed it as he felt himself getting sick again.

"You know, I think a nice trip downstairs would do you some good. You don't look to well."

Trevor began to protest, but two muscular guys grabbed him by his arms and roughly lead him downstairs. Once they were at the bottom of the stairs, one of the men opened one of two doors and together they shoved him in, closing and locking the door behind him.

Trevor tried to regain his footing, but tripped over something in the floor. He fell down on his stomach and groaned. He pushed himself up and turned around to look at what he tripped over. He squinted his eyes, to try and see better in the dimly lit room. His eyes widened as his heart started to pound in his chest. Inching closer to the thing he tripped over, he shook his head thinking he was stoned as he looked at a body laying on the ground.

"No." Trevor whispered. "There's no way..."

He now hunched over the figure.

"No. God, no. Please, no." Trevor rambled as he raised shaking hands to touch the figure in front of him. He pulled the person toward him, rolling them over onto their back. Trevor felt his breath catch in his throat as he stared down at the body of his best friend, Mike Ross.

"Harvey calm down." Jessica ordered, firm.

"Don't tell me to calm down. My associate was just kidnapped from the ICU after being shot and almost dying." Harvey shot back, running a hand through his hair as he watched police walk around the ICU wing.

"Harvey, they will find him. He'll be okay." Jessica tried to encourage, but Harvey wouldn't, couldn't believe her. He saw himself walk right by the guy that took Mike, in his head. He blew out a breath.

"I need some air." He said, as he excused himself. Jessica watched him go.

Once Harvey was in the parking lot, away from everyone, he bent over, placing his hands on his knees and tried to breath deeply. However, a second later he felt the barrel of a gun against his head. For a moment, he was back in the alley watching Mike bleed out, but then he was brought back to reality by a voice.

"Don't worry, Harvey. You'll find your Golden boy soon enough. The only question is, will he be alive when you do?"

Harvey swallowed hard as he heard the person laugh, but he didn't have time to respond, as the gun slammed into his head sending him into darkness.

AN: To evil of a cliffhanger? Let me know what you think! Feedback is greatly appreciated! Thanks for reading! :)