Skyfall

Chapter Four

Rebecca made sure that everything was all spread out on the blanket in front of the fireplace. Donna had sent a text to alert her about when Harvey had left the office. So according to her calculations and allowing for traffic, it meant Harvey was due to come walking through the door any minute now.

Hearing his key hit the lock, she hurried over to the doorway, flashing him a smile as he opened the door.

"Whoa." He smiled, looking her up and down. "Are we going out tonight?"

She had put on a very slinky black dress and had her hair pinned up the way he liked so that it exposed her neck. "No. I thought we could stay in tonight."

"Sounds good to me." He smirked, wrapping his arm around her waist. "You look way too sexy to share with others."

She kissed him. "I have a little picnic set up by the fire for us."

He reluctantly let go of her and went over to look at it. "You did all of this for me?"

"Of course." She smiled.

"Are those my favorite hot dogs from the vendor cart?"

"Yes. I went to the one by the courthouse and got them." She nodded.

"You think of everything, don't you?" He chuckled.

"I try." She smirked. Then she looked at his face. "What's wrong?"

"I'm just thinking about the Dorsey lawsuit." He sighed.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him. "Hey. It's your birthday. Let's forget about the outside world for a couple of hours and just be together."

"I know you mean well but I'm not sure I can do that." He told her. "This case is difficult."

"You're Harvey Specter. I'm sure you will figure a way to win the case." She pointed out.

"I appreciate the pep talk, but I've gone over the lawsuit for hours today and I haven't found anything I can use."

"That doesn't mean you won't be able to win. It just means you have to work harder. And you will. It's going to be fine." She saw the look on his face and sighed. He wasn't going to let this go.

"Look, if you want to eat the hot dogs, we should get started before they get cold." She went over to the blanket and sat down, tucking her legs underneath her body. She watched as he took off his suit jacket and tie before sitting across from her.

"These are so good. I can see why they are your favorite." She said in between bites.

"Yeah."

"Did I manage to surprise you?"

"Yeah."

"Are you going to give me one word answers all night?" She asked, sighing loudly.

"I don't know." He answered. "Are you mad at me?"

"Why would I be mad?" She asked, answering his question with her own question. "It's not like I put in time or effort to do something nice for you only to have you essentially piss all over it."

"So I guess you are mad." He stated quietly.

"You're goddamn right I'm mad. All I wanted was to give you a nice night with some of your favorite things. And instead of you trying to put work out of your mind for even a moment, you're letting your mind take you a million miles away from me."

"It's a lawsuit against one of my clients, not a paper cut that I refuse to stop complaining about." He pointed out. "Cut me some slack here."

"You know what? I cut you a lot of slack." She laughed as she stood up. "But I know you don't like your birthday and maybe I shouldn't have even bothered."

He stood up and tried to grab a hold of her but she backed up. "Rebecca, this lawsuit brought on today is important…"

"I know!" She told him. "I am aware that it is important. I'm not asking you to completely forget about it. I'm asking you to take a night and be with me. Let me help distract you for a little bit."

"I can't." He shook his head. "I'm sorry. But my mind keeps going back to it."

"Fine." She shook her head and walked away, going into the bedroom.

"Can you please not be mad at me for this?" He asked, following her. "This is work and we have an agreement about this."

"No. You don't get to invoke that in this situation. Our agreement is to not get mad if the other person has to break plans in order to do work on a case in an emergency. But this isn't an emergency. It's not the eleventh-hour before court or a deposition. You're just freaking out about this case and I don't even understand why." She explained.

"You wouldn't understand." He told her.

"Then explain it to me! I'd love to understand what is so frustrating about this case that you can't put it out of your mind for two hours."

"I can't explain it."

"You mean you won't." She sighed.

"I mean I can't."

"Fine." She sighed again, going over to the closet and pulling out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm changing out of this dress and I'm going for a walk around the neighborhood so you can concentrate on your beloved case and I can hopefully stop being so mad about this." She explained.

"Is that new?" He asked softly as she slipped out of her dress.

She looked down at the new lingerie she put on for tonight and rolled her eyes. She bought it especially for tonight because it was his favorite color. "Yes. It was supposed to be the second part of your birthday present but right now you don't deserve to even see it. So maybe you should just close your eyes right now."

"Rebecca…"

"Just stop Harvey." She silenced him as she slid her jeans on. "I don't want to talk about this anymore. If I hear the word lawsuit one more time right now I will scream."

She walked past him once she got her sneakers on and headed towards the door.

"Please don't leave." He asked.

"I'm not leaving forever." She said, turning to face him. She walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'm just leaving for a few minutes so I can cool down and not end up saying something I'll regret or something that is hurtful. I'll be back in a little bit."

He sat on the couch nursing a drink, wondering how long Rebecca would be out walking. After checking his watch he found that she had already been gone for twenty minutes.

It wasn't that he couldn't explain what was stressing him out about the lawsuit. It was more that he didn't want to explain it. Lately he had realized he had changed a lot in the past few years since meeting Rebecca.

He wasn't quite as focused on work as he used to be. He found himself rushing to get things done just so he could come home and spend time with her, which usually ended up being futile because she worked such long hours. He was infinitely more vulnerable to the people he cared about. And he felt like he was losing that certain edge that made him an unstoppable force.

But he didn't know how to say that to her.

He heard the door open and relaxed once he saw her walking down the hallway towards him.

"Hey." He greeted.

"Hey." She came over and sat on the arm of the chair that was facing across from his seat on the couch.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Not really." She sighed. "Harvey, what's this all really about?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're Harvey Specter. You could chew up and spit out twenty lawsuits before lunch, and you know it. So let me repeat the question. What is this really about? Because I have a hard time believing that this case is the only thing bothering you."

The way she knew him was incredible. Sometimes he didn't give her enough credit for it. "I feel like I have lost my mojo lately."

"Mojo?" She asked, clearly trying not to laugh.

"Yeah." He repeated. "Mojo."

"Believe me, you have plenty of mojo." She smirked.

"I don't mean that kind of mojo." He chuckled. "I mean lawyer mojo."

She came over and sat next to him, studying his face for a moment. "You're really worried about this."

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Harvey, there's nothing for you to worry about. You have more mojo in your pinky finger than other lawyers could even dream of having in their whole body. Trust me. You have not lost your lawyer mojo. You are still the biggest, baddest lawyer this city has ever seen. And you are going to crush this lawsuit because that's what you do. You dominate."

"I dominate?" He looked over and smirked.

"Hell yeah you dominate." She winked.

He lightly tugged at her shirt. "You wanna come with me and let me practice my dominating skills on you?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "Seriously?"

"Well it is still my birthday…" He trailed off as he picked her up caveman style and carried her to the bedroom.

Later that night, Harvey pulled her closer in bed so she was laying up against his side. "Are you still mad at me about earlier?"

"No." She assured him. "I'm sorry about leaving. I just knew that if I stayed I was going to end up saying something that I didn't mean and it would have been something hurtful. I didn't want to do that. So I left to cool down."

"I understand that now." He assured her. "At the time it hurt, but I see it was the right choice."

"Are we good?" She asked, moving so she could see him.

"We're good." He smiled, moving in to kiss her.

"Do you want any help with the Dorsey case?" She offered.

"No." He shook his head. "I'm going to forget about it tonight and attack it again tomorrow. Someone very wise told me that I should let myself be distracted tonight."

"Wise?" She laughed. "That's how you would describe this person?"

"Well wise is just the tip of the iceberg." He chuckled. "This person is also gorgeous, kind, funny, smart…"

"Ok. I get the picture." She gave him a kiss and moved to lay on top of him. "Happy Birthday."

"Thank you for today." He said, looking into her eyes. "How is it you always seem to know what I need before I do?"

"Just part of my charm." She smirked.