Skyfall

Chapter Six

A few days later, the elevator doors opened and Harvey let Rebecca get out first before catching up to her so they could walk in sync with each other.

"So with the DeVega meeting today…how do you want to play it this time?" She asked. "Good cop/bad cop? Bad cop/worse cop?"

He laughed. Although they had worked on several cases together before, they agreed last night to make sure that they work on at least one or two cases together every month just to keep things interesting and spend some extra time together. This case was for her client, Holder Appliances, who filed a copyright infringement suit against DeVega Industries.

It turned out to be a fairly straightforward case once he figured out what pressure point he had to push on to get the evidence they needed. Now that he got the proof they stole the technology, they were both going to DeVega Industries today to get them to settle.

He hated to admit it, but she was right to bring him in on this case. Between finally figuring out how to win the Dorsey lawsuit and this, it was just what he needed to feel like he had his mojo again. Plus as an added bonus they got to spend more time together working on the case.

"How about good cop/bad cop today?" He suggested as they walked down the hallway of the office together.

"That works." She looked over at him and smirked. "Can I be the bad cop?"

"How about I'm the bad cop in the meeting and you get to be bad cop tonight?" He smirked back at her.

She stopped in front of her office and pulled him inside. Then she leaned in and whispered. "No. I don't think I'll be bad cop tonight because I don't think you could handle me being a bad cop again. Remember the last time? You got very annoyed because I wouldn't take the handcuffs off you. It almost ruined all my fun."

"Can I help it if I just have this compulsion to touch your body every chance I get?" He whispered back, putting his hand on the small of her back.

"There's nothing wrong with it." She laughed. "It's actually encouraged in most situations. But at the time you were a bad boy and had to be punished."

He stared at her, reminding himself that they were still in the office and they couldn't do what he wanted to do right now. "This conversation needs to end now unless you want to join me in the file room."

Occasionally they would lock themselves in the file room for fifteen minutes. He looked at her face to see is this was one of those times but was disappointed when she shook her head.

"Sorry." She gave him a quick kiss. "I have too much work to do right now."

"Fine." He pretended to pout. "Don't forget the meeting is at 3:30."

"I'll be ready to leave by 3 so we aren't late." She told him. "And I'll be fully prepared to be the good cop."

He gave her a quick kiss. "You're the best."

"I know." She winked at him before he left to go back to his office.


"So, this must be important for two Pearson Specter Litt lawyers to show up." Antonio DeVega smirked as they walked into the meeting.

"We take this lawsuit seriously." Rebecca told him, sitting down across from him at the table in the conference room.

"So that means you should too." Harvey chimed in.

"Look, before you start saying anything…I didn't steal anything from your client. My technology is the result of years of research." Antonio stated confidently.

"So we are supposed to believe that you just happened to figure out the exact same technology as our client and were able to rush it to market ahead of our clients' product all on your own without even a little bit of help?" Rebecca asked.

"Yes, because that's exactly what I'm saying happened." Antonio replied with a smirk on his face.

"I don't want to believe that you would lie to me." Rebecca sighed. "I like to believe there is good in everyone."

"But I believe that is complete bullshit because everybody lies. You in particular are lying right now." Harvey added without missing a beat. "And we have the proof to back it up." He slid a folder towards Antonio. "We have memos that detail how you stole proprietary information from our client."

"How did you get these?" Antonio asked, flipping through the papers.

"It's not important." Harvey shrugged. "What is important is that our case is a slam dunk. So you could go to court and lose magnificently to the point where our client will actually end up owning your entire company…or you could settle and sign this right now." He slid another folder towards Antonio.

"This is a lot of money." Antonio sighed.

"And you are signing away any and all rights to the technology you stole, as well as pulling all product from the shelf." Harvey pointed out. "I don't want you to miss that part too."

"That's not fair." Antonio claimed.

"Neither is stealing someone else's hard work and then passing it off as your own." Harvey informed him. "So unless you want to roll the dice and pray for a miracle in court, you should just sign it now."

"If I were you, I'd listen to him." Rebecca added. "You don't really want to go against him in court. He'll destroy you and your company. I've seen it happen. Settling now will at least keep your company in your hands."

Antonio scowled at both of them and then released a deep sigh before taking out his pen and signing it. "Fine. Here you go." He threw the signed settlement back across the table.

Rebecca picked it up and put it into her purse. "For what it's worth, I think you made the right decision."

"Really?" Harvey chuckled. "I kind of wish he would have let me tear him apart in court."

"C'mon." She looked over at Harvey. "Let's let Mr. DeVega sulk in private."

When the door to the elevator closed and they were alone, Harvey leaned in for a quick kiss. "Another one bites the dust."

"We make a pretty good team." She told him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I wholeheartedly agree. We need to do this more often." He chuckled. "Nice job in there."

"Thank you." She smiled. "I couldn't have done it without you managing to find the employee willing to whistle-blow on her boss. But you got the fun job of being bad cop in this meeting. Sooner or later you'll have to let me be bad cop."

"Someday I will." He promised, giving her one more kiss before the elevator reached the lobby. "Thank you for this. It felt good to stick it to him like that."

"I'm just glad it helped." She told him.

"Can we play hooky for the rest of the day and just have Ray take us home?"

"No. I still have work to do." She chuckled and shook her head. "Besides, did you forget that we are having dinner with Donna and her boyfriend tonight?"

"Oh yeah…" Harvey scoffed. "What's his name? Charlie?"

"Charles." Rebecca corrected him as they walked through the lobby to get out to Ray. "And she likes him so you better be nice."

"I'll be nice." He promised. "How long have they been dating?"

"Eight months." She answered.

"And she is just now introducing us to him?" He laughed.

"She is just being cautious and making sure she really likes him before introducing him to people." Rebecca explained.

"Or there is something horribly wrong with him and she is embarrassed by him." Harvey laughed again.

She elbowed him in the gut softly. "That's the kind of thing you can't do tonight."

"Ok." He chuckled. "I'll be on my best behavior. But can I just point out that I was romantically-challenged when we got together and even I didn't wait eight months to introduce you to everyone."

She laughed. "Do you want an award for that?"

"It would be nice." He smirked.

She stopped him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "There you go."

"Much better."


"It's nice that we can all get together like this." Rebecca smiled at everyone after they ordered. She looked over at Donna, who looked nervous. "Charles, Donna has told me some things about you but I don't feel like I know you very well yet."

"I'll be happy to answer any questions you have." Charles spoke up. "But for what it is worth, I've heard all about you two. Donna is always going on about her family at work, especially you two."

"How much has she told you about us?" Harvey asked, sipping his scotch.

"I know enough to know that this isn't a simple, ordinary dinner. It's a way for you to judge if I am worthy enough to be dating Donna, and I respect that. She's not your ordinary woman and she deserves someone who sees, respects and admires that about her." Charles replied.

"And you believe you are that someone?" Harvey questioned.

"I believe I am if that's what she wants." Charles grabbed a hold of Donna's hand and smiled at her.

"Ok." Rebecca interjected, touching his shoulder. "That's enough now Harvey."

"No, it's alright." Charles assured everyone at the table. "Let's face it. Donna is a catch. Any guy would be lucky to have her. So I can understand your desire to protect her from jerks. But I am not a jerk."

"We'll see." Harvey chuckled.

"Time will tell you that I'm right and you'll have to eat your words." Charles smiled.

"I look forward to it." Harvey raised his glass to Charles and they toasted with their glasses.

Rebecca exchanged an amused glance with Donna.

"So what is it you do, Charles?" Harvey asked.

"I work for an intelligence firm." He replied.

Rebecca saw Harvey's eyes narrow as he looked over at Donna. She knew that Charles' career was going to be an issue for him. Truthfully, she wasn't thrilled about Donna dating someone whose sole job was to investigate people since they were all hiding Mike's secret. But Donna was a grown woman and she trusted her friend not to let the secret spill.

"Very interesting." Harvey nodded.

"It's actually quite boring most of the time." Charles laughed. "But I wanted a change of pace after being in the FBI."

"The FBI?" Harvey scoffed. "Wow."

She put her hand on Harvey's leg underneath the table and gave it a hard squeeze to let him know that he needed to drop it and move on.

"How did you two meet?" Harvey asked.

"It's actually a funny story." Donna answered with a nervous smile on her face.


"What was that all about at dinner?" Rebecca asked as they got ready to go to bed that night.

"What do you mean?" Harvey asked, taking off his watch. He then went over and slowly slid the zipper of her dress down, placing a few soft kisses on the top part of her spine.

"I mean, you said you were going to be on your best behavior with Charles and it felt like you were about ready to challenge him to a duel of pistols at dawn." She said, slipping out of her dress and turning around to face him. She then slid his jacket off of him before unbuttoning his vest.

"I just wanted to make sure Donna isn't with a complete tool." He pointed out. "And I was on my best behavior."

"Is that why she hasn't had you meet any of her past couple of boyfriends?" She asked. "Have you done that kind of thing before?"

He shrugged off his vest as she loosened his tie. "Possibly."

"You still could have been nicer." She lightly chided him.

"But then I wouldn't have found out what I found out about him." He wasn't surprised that she already had both his tie off and his shirt unbuttoned. She had gotten very quick at it over the past couple of years.

"Which is?" Rebecca asked as she got to work on his belt.

"He's crazy about her." Harvey smirked. "I don't think we have to worry too much about him treating her badly."

"And you got all of that from your little exchange with him?" She asked.

"Yes." He nodded. "But the fact that he was an FBI agent and investigates people for a living…I won't lie. It makes me nervous."

"I know." She nodded. "I wasn't thrilled when Donna told me that either. But we have to trust her. She wouldn't say or do anything to jeopardize Mike's secret."

"I know." He acknowledged.

"Besides, he seems to make her very happy." She pointed out, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down.

He nodded, his breathing hitching slightly as her hand slowly grazed him. Then she pressed herself up against him. "Do we have to keep talking about Donna and her boyfriend?"

"I actually don't want to talk about anything right now." She grinned. "I think there are much better things we can use our mouths for than talking."

"I think I can make that a reality." He promised, picking her up and gently throwing her onto the bed.

She giggled as she flopped onto the bed.