Skyfall

Chapter Three

Harvey opened his eyes and looked at the clock. He had woken up early enough that he could try and persuade Rebecca to have some morning fun before work. A wicked grin formed on his face. He reached over to the other side of the bed and felt it was empty. With a heavy sigh he shoved the covers away and got up to find Rebecca. It didn't take him long to find her in the kitchen again.

"This is getting to be a nasty little habit of yours." He scolded playfully. "Why can't you just stay in bed for once in the morning?"

"Because I wanted to make you breakfast." She chuckled, turning around with a smile on her face. She turned off the music. "If you don't like it, then sue me."

"I could, you know…" He smirked. "For emotional distress."

She laughed and rolled her eyes at him. "You could certainly try. The judge would immediately dismiss your case though and you know it. Can you imagine your argument? Your Honor, my wife keeps making me delicious breakfasts so I had to sue her so she would stay in bed with me. You'd be the laughing stock of New York City."

He chuckled. "I guess you're right. So what are you making this morning?" He walked over to her and put his arm around her waist.

"Bacon, eggs and French toast." She replied, leaning into his embrace.

"My favorite breakfast." He stated.

"I know." She moved so she could give him a quick kiss. "Now go sit down. I already have coffee on the table and I'll bring you a plate."

He did what he was told. She usually didn't make a big breakfast on a weekday unless it was a special occasion. He went through the possibilities. It wasn't their anniversary. That was a couple of months ago. It also wasn't her birthday. That's when it hit him. It was his birthday.

She came over with a lit candle in his French toast and placed it on the table. "Happy birthday, Harvey."

"I forgot that was today." He admitted. "You know you could have let me forget it and let that be my present this year."

"But where would the fun be in that?" She laughed, kissing his cheek. "Blow out the candle and make a wish."

He grabbed her by the wrist and lightly pulled her over so that she was now sitting on his lap. "What if I have everything I want already right here in my arms?"

She smirked. "Well…in that case, you could always use your birthday wish to get a couple of new pairs of shoes or purses for your beautiful, wonderful, amazing wife."

He laughed and quickly blew out the candle. "So what else do you have planned for me today?" In the past he never cared about his birthday. She had taken it upon herself to always do something special for him. While he hated his birthday less now, he still didn't like it. It was too much of a reminder that he was getting older. She seemed to like making a big deal about his birthday though, so he played along.

"I could tell you but then it wouldn't be a surprise." She grinned.

"You know I don't like surprises." He groaned.

"That's part of what makes it so much fun." She whispered in his ear. She kissed his cheek and then hopped off of his lap. "Eat up. We have to get into the office soon."

"Can't we stay home and play hooky instead?" He asked, pouring some maple syrup onto his French toast. "We could stay in bed all day long."

"Nope." She shook her head. "Sorry, but not today."

"Fine." He sighed. Right before he started to eat, she placed a large, square box in front of him. "What's this?"

"It's your birthday present." She grinned. "I know I usually give you your present at the end of the day but I really feel like I outdid myself this year and I can't wait to see your face. So open it, please?"

He smiled at her enthusiasm and picked up the box. "What did you do this year?" She always seemed to figure out the perfect gift for him. It was the only part of his birthday that he actually kind of liked. He pulled out a basketball on a display like the other ones in his office.

"What do you think?" She asked.

He read the autograph on the ball. "You're joking, right? This isn't a fake?"

"No." She shook her head. "It's not a joke and it's definitely not a fake."

"You actually got Julius Erving…Dr. J himself, to sign this?"

"Yup." She nodded.

"How?"

"I did some work for him in LA about five or six years ago with a charity he started. When he decided to join with Ice Cube and Jeff Kwatinetz to form the BIG3 tournament earlier this year, he asked me to look over some things for him to make sure his lawyers weren't steering him in the wrong direction. I agreed to do it for free if he sent me that for you."

"So you're telling me you actually know him? You've talked to him?" He couldn't believe that had never come up in conversation before.

"Yeah. I've talked to him several times." She nodded. "I've also met him and shaken his hand."

"How have you never told me this before?" He chuckled.

"I don't know." She shrugged. "I guess it just never really came up. It's a good present though, right?"

He sat the basketball down and got up to kiss her. "It's an amazing present. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

They arrived at work and entered one of the elevators to go up to the 50th floor. When they got halfway up she pressed the stop button, causing the elevator to jerk before freezing up.

"Why did you do that?" He asked.

"Because…" She trailed off, turning to face him. "Remember a couple of months ago when we had that huge fight about the strategy for the Matayas case and we started arguing about it in this very elevator on our way home?"

"Vaguely." He nodded.

"After we got home and you realized I was right all along, you told me that you thought I looked incredibly sexy while we were fighting in here." She got closer to him and started whispering in his ear. "You said, and I think this is as close to a direct quote as possible, that you had trouble concentrating about what we were fighting about. What kept going through your mind was how much you wanted to press me up against the side of the elevator and slam yourself into me as hard as I could stand it. Does that jog your memory at all?"

"Yes. I can't believe you remembered that." He marveled.

She pulled away so she could see his face. "Of course I remembered it. I filed it away and saved it so that we could do it on your birthday. But we have to be quick about it before they start to wonder why the elevator isn't working. I had Kenny disable the cameras in here for ten minutes. After that, they will see things I don't want them seeing."

"Who is Kenny?"

"The day security guard." She told him. "He's been working here every Monday-Friday for the past ten years."

"How do you know that?"

"I just do." She chuckled. "But can we talk about that later? The clock is ticking."

"Then what are we waiting for?" He asked before pulling her as close to him as humanely possible and attacking her mouth with his while letting his hands roam freely around her body.

Harvey was going over the Dorsey lawsuit for the sixth time when his cell phone went off. Looking at the caller id, he decided to pick up. Anything was better than rereading the lawsuit again and looking for the right angle to win it.

"Hey bro. How does it feel to be one year closer to losing all your hair and your sex drive?" Marcus greeted with a chuckle.

"Neither of those things are ever going to happen to me, so I don't know." He laughed.

"Happy birthday Harvey." Marcus said, getting serious for a moment.

"Thanks."

"How are things going?"

"Things are good around here." He answered honestly. There were obviously things that were stressful, but for the most part everything in the firm was going well. His marriage to Rebecca felt like it was on strong, stable ground. Things felt good. "How are Katie and the kids?"

"They are doing well. Though I'm sure Rebecca could fill you in everything since she talks to Katie every day." Marcus laughed.

"Yeah, she probably could." He was glad that Rebecca had gotten so close to Katie. "How are the restaurants?"

"Business is good." Marcus explained. "It's almost too good. I'm glad I hired a business manager a couple of months ago to take care of that side of things."

Marcus has opened up a second restaurant on the other side of Boston last year. It surprised him that his baby brother ended up being so good at the restaurant business. He never would have guessed it. But Marcus proved him wrong and he was actually glad to be wrong.

"Good."

"So look, I just called to say Happy Birthday. And Katie wanted me to ask when you think you two are going to come up for a visit again."

He laughed. "That pretty much means she just wants to hang out with Rebecca and is willing to put up with me being around."

Marcus laughed. "Yeah, that's a fair assessment."

"Let me look at what we have going on this month and I'll get back to you." He said.

"Fair enough. Try to have fun with whatever Rebecca decided to plan for you today. Tell her I said hello."

"I will. Tell Katie and the kids I said hello."

"Will do." Marcus agreed. "Bye Harvey."

"Bye Marcus." He put his phone down and sighed. He should get back to this lawsuit but he didn't want to. It was proving to be a difficult case and he wasn't sure how he was going to pull out a victory.

"So you know to keep him here an extra hour, right?" Rebecca asked Donna as she stood at the secretary's desk later that day.

"Absolutely." Donna nodded. "Do you think that's enough time for you to set everything up?"

"I think so." She shrugged.

"By the way, your birthday present was absolutely inspired this year. I've caught him staring at it all morning."

She laughed. "I'm glad he liked it."