The Close Call, Chapter 4
Author: wyndhamfan2
Characters: Mike Ross, Harvey Specter, Donna, Jessica
Warnings: none
Genre: Hurt/Comfort & Friendship
Summary: A near-impossible case. A vicious opponent. And a really, really bad cold. Mike Ross is in over his head with this one, but little does he know - this case could literally be the death of him.
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He was going to be late. He wasn't really sure how that was going to happen, but he had a strong feeling that the fates would conspire to ensure that he'd bomb the crucial meeting with Rollins.
And fate came in the form of Louis Litt. He vainly tried to avoid the man's ratty gaze, but Louis was already honed in on him like a carrier pigeon.
“Mike, I want you to go through the Messer briefs,” he said.
Mike didn't even bother to hide his dismay. He sighed and sidestepped Louis, muttering: “Louis, I'd like to, but I have a thing with - ”
But Louis was fast. He slapped a bunch of files to his chest. And as Mike awkwardly tried to stop the cascade of files from ending up in a mess on the floor, Louis smirked, patting him on his shoulder.
“Don't care, get it done by 2pm.” Louis shoved the briefs into his rubbery arms, but this time, his arms did not cooperate. They fell in a heap on the ground. Louis stopped in his tracks, turned and frowned heavily at the mess.
“What is this? A joke?” he demanded.
That's it, he thought as rage bubbled up from inside him. This is when I officially lose it.
“No. This is me saying that I have a 'thing' with Harvey, which outweighs your damn briefs in importance, and that I'm not, nor will I ever be, your personal assistant!” he snapped.
The stabbing pain behind his eyes suddenly increased alarmingly. He grunted in pain, clutching his head with his right hand. The sunlight streaming through the windows were suddenly too much to bear.
Louis snarled and stepped threateningly towards him. When Harvey did that, he looked like he was about to eat you alive. When Louis did that … well, he looked like he was getting ready for the macarena. Mike stifled the giggle that threatened to erupt from his lips. Damn, he didn't have the time for this, he thought. Without a word, Mike turned and walked away, leaving Louis flabbergasted and with a pile of paperwork strewn across the floor.
“You are so fired, Mike Ross!” he heard him yell.
“Harvey beat you to it. Like always,” he mumbled as he rubbed his forehead absently.
The headache was now a full blown migraine. And the people around him had turned into blurry shapes that seemed unreal, like figures in a television show. More alarmingly, his ears began to ring and red streaks shot across his eyes.
He should've been freaked out by all of this, but for some reason he felt oddly euphoric and above it all. Perhaps it's because of the call he got from Lola on the way up to the office. He smiled at that, thinking about how they're going to stick it to Leah Johnson. And then, as he was thinking that, he somehow ended up in a room. He frowned, wondering where he was and how he even got here. Who was he supposed to be meeting again?
He realised that it didn't matter because he had to write down what Lola told him because that's really important. Absently, he picked up a marker from the shiny table.
Somewhere in the background, someone was speaking to him agitatedly, but he didn't let it bother him. In fact, he was pretty sure nothing could ever bother him again …
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