Hello Again! Not sure where I'm going with this story, but that seems to happen to me a lot. I sat down and started typing and just let whatever my mind think of go into this story. I'm not sure on how I feel about how this chapter turned out., but I think I like it. I don't own Suits, sadly. Anyway... Enjoy!

Something weird was happening, his vision was strange. Mike had a somewhat tunnel-vision. He kept trying to focus on Harvey as he was looking through his medicine cabinets in the bathroom. Mike thought the best thing to do was get up and get off of his back. Wrong. As he stood, the world shifted. His knees gave in, and he wanted to scream for Harvey, but he couldn't form the words. Suddenly the world went black, the last thing he heard, was Harvey yelling, "Mike!"

Harvey felt like he was running a never-ending path to get to Mike, like every step he took Mike got farther away. Mike's body fell to the side, and his head caught the edge of the nightstand. Harvey finally reached Mike, and gently but forcefully shook him.

"Mike, Mikey!" the older man said.

Mike responded with a groan. Harvey slightly sat Mike up, and cradled his head in his lap.

"I'm okay just a little dizzy." said Mike

"No, your not. I'm taking you to the hospital." Harvey said.

That got Mike's attention. He sat up in a hurry. Mistake. Now a terrible pain was on the left side of his head.

"I'm fine, really." Mike winced.

"You just proved my point, and you hit your head, it could be really serious."

Mike knew that he should get it checked out, but he hated hospitals. Both his parents died in one, and he didn't want to be next.

"Please," said Harvey.

Mike never heard Harvey ever say please to anyone. Mike was scared, and embarrassed that his boss had to see him like this. Mike didn't meet his bosses eyes, but he agreed.

When the pulled in to the hospital. Mike was shaking. Harvey noticed but chose not to comment on it. Harvey and Mike stepped out of the vehicle simultaneously. Mike decided that this was a bad idea. He turned around about to get in car and lock himself in there and refuse to budge like a small child, but his move was anticipated and when he turned around Harvey was there with his arms crossed.

" Don't be an idiot."

Mike mumbled under his breath and entered the waiting room with Harvey. Harvey went to the front desk to sign him in. Mike was absolutely miserable. His throat was sore, he was sore, his stomach killed, and his head was just unbearable. Harvey came back with a clipboard that had a couple papers that needed to be filled out. Harvey was able to complete most of the questions by himself, but decided to screw with the kid anyways.

" When was your last menstrual cycle?" said Harvey

"Shut up" Mike laughed.

" Is it possible that you're pregnant?" questioned Harvey.

" You're a jerk you know that?" Mike said.

" I am a lawyer, what do you expect?" said the older man.

Before Mike could respond a nurse came out and ushered the two to their room. They were asked to sit, and the nurse came in. She took his temperature, listened to his lungs and the felt his head.

"The doctor will be with you in a moment." she said. The two sat in silence until the doctor came in.

"Well, Mike you have a slightly elevated temperature, and we are a little concerned with the rattling in your lungs, but what I am most concerned with is your head. We would like to get an X-ray just to sure there is nothing wrong." said the doctor.

Mike spoke for the first time in a little voice, "Sure"

Harvey decided to sit in the room and wait for his associate's return. Mike walked down the hallway following the nurse to get his X-ray. She put the heavy cape on him, and left the room. He heard the machine start up and watched it spiral down and listened to clicks of the pictures it was taking. She took the cape off and pointed him in the direction in which they came, because she needed to stay back and collect the photos taken. Mike opened the door and plopped down next to Harvey. Harvey, who was reading a case file he had brought, looked up and said. "Get comfy, it's busy today, we might be waiting a while." Mike sat in the chair and played with the hem of his jacket.

Harvey felt something fall on his shoulder. Mike's head. Mike had dozed off and his head must of rolled onto his boss. It was about seven in the evening and they have been waiting for the doctor to return for about five minutes when the door opened.

"Sorry for the wait. Anyway, we can't seem to find any damage, but I suggest these for the pain," he said as he handed him a small bottle. "About the other symptoms he has. A stomach flu has been going around for the past week. Just keep him hydrated, try to keep and eye on what he eats, and lots of rest is needed. The stomach flu is never fun for anyone, so call if you have any issues."

Harvey nodded, said his thank you, and left.

Mike hopped in the car and slept most of the way home, but he woke up when Harvey ran over a pothole which made Mike's already injured head get smacked off the side of the window.

"Sorry." said Harvey.

"It's okay, we are almost home anyways." Mike replied.

They arrived at Harvey's and they each got out, when the were each inside Harvey locked up and went to make dinner. He was starving.

"Do you want food, Mike?" yelled Harvey.

" Please, don't say food."

" You have to eat something. I'm bringing you crackers and water and you will eat them."

Mike groaned in response. Harvey made himself baked chicken, and brought the water and crackers to his guest room for Mike. He found Mike with his head in the waste bin coughing up what was in his stomach. (Which was absolutely nothing.) Harvey looked at pitiful Mike.

"I could smell your food, sorry." mumbled Mike.

" It's fine," Harvey set Mike's crackers and water down on the nightstand, and emptied the waste bin. Harvey left to enjoy his dinner and watch a TV. He got up during commercial break to check on his sick associate and saw that the crackers were gone, the water half finished, and his partner sleeping. Harvey went around the bed to pull of Mike's shoes and saw all of the crackers shoved to the bottom of the trash in hopes that Harvey wouldn't see him.

Harvey quietly laughed, " Really Mike, really? Hiding food like a child. What are you, two?"

Mike rolled over and quietly mumbled, "I'm 25 jerk-head"

Review Please. What do you guys want to see happen next. Um, hope you enjoyed the story. I'm going to try to upload a new story or new chapter of a story every Sunday, but don't hold me to that. Leave a review. *Kisses* Bye!