Disclaimer: If I owned this show, Mike and Harvey would have sexy times. Alas, they aren't (on-screen), so no, it doesn't belong to me.

AN: In my defense, I wrote this before the new episode aired. I apparently work better under pressure and I prefer to get these chapters out before the next episode airs. I'm sorry I suck at working these, but people and not being able to take my laptop with me everywhere to write when the inspiration hits me is a total cockblock. My droid can only capture ideas so fast. Anyway, I hope you enjoy anyway. By the way, if anyone wants to beta for me, I'd so very much adore that.

Mike met up with Donna after work (it took forever for Harvey to go home; even Harvey had to slog through paperwork, apparently) at her favorite Italian place. It was a nice restaurant with a friendly, neighborhood atmosphere that was artfully arranged and didn't feel cramped at all. It reminded Mike of holidays after his parents died when grandma would take him out and splurge on very good quality dinner. She made him feel like the luckiest grandson in the world (and he still was). They made a list of things he would need to do and get for what they dubbed 'Operation Bunny'(for Lady Bunny, one of the most popular drag queens).

Over the next month, Donna took Mike to her tailor (who didn't care as long as she got paid) to get fitted for women's clothes, got him make-up and taught him ways he could wear it for the office or if he really went all out, dinners, and helped him muddle through all the things online he had to order to make the outfit work.

Between cases and mock trial, Mike was ready to pull his hair out and Donna was getting close to that, but the strangest thing that had probably happened in the middle of it all was Rachel. After the mock trial where she (somewhat) forgave him, she actually found out from overhearing him and Donna hash out a bump at work about shoes (online stores and measurements only did so much when you couldn't try them on).

Rachel was rounding the corner when she was greeted to the sight of Donna leaning over Mike's shoulder and speaking in low tones, focused on the Mike's computer screen. She stepped back, wondering what they were doing at Mike's cubicle after office hours.

"How am I supposed to choose which pair if I can't even try them on? What if they don't fit and I have to wait again for another pair?" Mike asked, annoyed expression on his face.

Donna scrunched her nose a bit. "Well, you can't exactly walk into a woman's store and ask for heels in your size. They would probably call security on you."

"Yes, thank you for that. Like I don't already want to pull my hair out. I'm sure strangulation by skinny tie would amuse Harvey." Mike snorted.

At this point, Rachel was really confused and a lot curious. Whatever they were going on about sounded fishy and even her returning trust in Mike wouldn't stop her from trying to find out. She backed up a step and pretended to walk casually around the corner. She stopped short near Mike's cubicle. "What are you guys doing here so late?"

Donna managed not to jump at her 'entrance', trying to look like she was casually straightening up, but Mike wasn't so lucky. He bounced in his chair a little, glancing up at Rachel with a guilty look on his face. He really had no poker face sometimes. Rachel grinned a little to herself.

"Um, hi, uh, Rachel." Mike stuttered, closing and wiping history of anything incriminating off his computer. "We're just uh, you know, Donna was just helping me with a case. Just uh, ironing some details and stuff."

Donna was silent as Mike tried to make excuses, watching Rachel. Rachel resisted the urge to fidget under her stare. "Rachel, you have shoes made for you, right?"

"Yeah, I have a friend of a friend that makes me to-die-for heels, but they aren't cheap." She eyed Donna and Mike warily as the two stared at each other for a moment. It looked like they were trying to talk without saying anything. She didn't realize they were that close. "Is there something going on between you two?"

"Nope." Donna said with an all too innocent expression. Mike glared at her. Rachel raised a skeptical eyebrow at them. "I'm helping him stay out of trouble." Donna gave him a pointed stare and he relaxed. "We'll tell you exactly what we're doing." Bait.

"But we need you to get us in with your shoe maker. It's the last thing we need then we're ready." Mike continued, smirk curling on his lips. Rachel raised the other eyebrow in interest. Hook.

Rachel hoped she wouldn't regret this, but she had a feeling whatever included Mike and heels was going to be worth it. "Alright, how can I help?" Sinker.

Mike and Donna glanced at each other, then Rachel, full-blown shark grins adorning their faces. "I'm going to come into work in drag." Mike said, the devious spark in his eyes matching the spark in Donna's eyes.

Rachel goggled at Mike, then Donna, then back to Mike. She gaped at them when their expressions didn't change. only seeming to grow wider, if possible.

Donna took pity in on the poor, bewildered girl. "If it makes you feel better, I've seen him in a couple things we've gotten. He doesn't look bad."

Mike snorted. "Please, you thought I looked awesome."

Donna sighed dramatically, hand on her chest. "What can I say? I'm just that good."

"Don't be modest. You're the best."

"Yeah, I am." Donna turned back to Rachel, who had an intrigued look on her face. "So are you in?"

Rachel didn't even need to think about it. Either way, she was sure she'd get blackmail material out of their crazy idea. She nodded at the pair.

Mike smiled at Rachel. "Welcome to Operation Bunny." All three looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

After Rachel had gotten on board, it was smooth sailing with all three of them working together. They wouldn't know what hit them.

YOU KNOW THAT WAS COMING, DON'T LIE. It's not my fault they made up last week, Rachel injected herself to join into the insanity all by herself, I swear. ;_; I'm actually kinda disappointed in my brain putting her all up in my jazz but I hope it makes the story that much better. I'm going to try to actually write and get a chapter out sooner and not wait until last minute like the baddie I am. I'm sorry for all the waiting. Please stick with me!