"You've got to be kidding me. There is no way in hell…" Harvey trailed off uncertainly. Was it true? Had he, the great Harvey Specter, the man who could read anybody, had he been duped? "You mean he's?" Donna nodded grimly and watched as her boss slowly sunk into his chair. "You better tell me everything."

24 hours earlier…

Donna was having a bad day. Harvey was still refusing to forgive Mike for betraying him and Mike kept shooting her the puppy eyes, just begging to be let back into the house. Men were always so stubborn. She had done her job, hardened her heart and sent the poor puppy back to the doghouse before going into Harvey's office to try to talk some sense into his stubborn head. A futile endeavour of course, he was too far into his anger to listen to her. Donna sighed; she would have to try again tomorrow.

At midnight, Donna angrily stormed back into Pearson Darby. She had completely forgotten to copy an important document for Harvey and since lately he snapped whenever anyone did anything wrong, she was forced to come in and do it before he noticed. She was walking past Mike's desk when she heard his phone buzz. She quickly glanced around but nobody was nearby and she gave into her curiosity to check who was texting Mike.

'I know I'm supposed to never talk to you again, but hell man, you are my best friend. And what kind of friend doesn't wish their friend happy birthday. So happy birthday Mikey… I hope that it turns out better than your last one. Only one more year till you're legal and we can really party!'

Donna grimaced at the thought of Trevor coming back to party. It actually took a minute for what she'd read to hit her. One more year till he was legal? That would make her puppy 20! She reread the text but it still said the same thing. Harvey's puppy was really just a puppy.

She heard someone approaching and quickly put down the phone before strolling to her desk and sitting heavily in her chair. Harvey was going to freak.

Present day

Harvey cursed under his breath. Obviously he had to get rid of the kid, he was already risking enough on Mike not having a law degree. If it got out about his age people would know that he couldn't have gone to Harvard so all his secrets would come out. Harvey couldn't risk it. Mike had just turned 20 years old! That meant he had hired a 19 year old, a teenager! But Mike was still better than the Harvard drones he worked with. The kid was impressive and Harvey would hate to find a new associate.

All right fine! He would admit it to himself. The puppy had grown on him and he didn't want to fire the damn kid, even if he had betrayed him and cost him his name on the wall. He was Harvey Specter; it would be up there eventually because he was just that awesome and the kid didn't really have a choice about the matter. That's when Harvey realized what he was doing. Not only had he accepted that he was working with a 20 year old kid, but he had apparently forgiven him too. He really was going soft.

"Donna, summon the puppy. We need to talk." Harvey said through the intercom.

"Finally." Donna smirked through the glass at her boss, who purposely turned his back on her and flicked off the intercom. Donna laughed at Harvey's dramatics and wondered again, why she was his friend. She picked up her phone and dialled the familiar number. "Hey pup. Your masters calling." She'd barely finished speaking when Mike appeared looking ruffled and practically shaking with excitement. Donna smiled at the image of the kid as a puppy, complete with wagging tail that popped into her head. Sometimes it was just too fitting. She waved him in and once again cursed Harvey for muting her entertainment.

Mike practically skipped into the office. He couldn't believe Harvey had called for him. It had been months of the cold shoulder and chilling glares. "Sit." Harvey said without looking up from his folder. Mike immediately threw himself onto the couch. Man he had missed the couch. It was a fantastic couch, which probably cost more than his apartment. He sat patiently, studying the office, looking for any differences since he had last been allowed to set foot in it. It was quiet until Harvey closed the file and looked up at him. Harvey stared at him for a second and tried to order his thoughts.

"Next time you come to me. I can't do anything unless I am informed so I don't care how small of a problem it is or how much you are being threatened, you tell me immediately. Understand?" Mike was nodding happily and stuttering out promises, which Harvey promptly ignored. "I need these folder proofread by 4."

Mike grabbed the files and started to leave the office when he heard Harvey behind him. "Happy birthday kid." Mike stumbled over his feet before nodding and opened the door. He went to duck out to safety. Too slow. "How old did you say you are now?" Harvey continued.

Mike froze and slowly turned around. "I didn't say. Does it really matter?" he asked desperately. Harvey just glared at him. "25." Mike muttered quietly.

"Really, cause I could have sworn you just promised to never lie to me, two minutes ago." Mike flinched back from the anger in Harvey's voice.

"Fine, I'm 20. But please don't fire me! Seriously Harvey, I don't let it interfere with work and I mean you obviously didn't even realize for over a year so it can't be that big of a deal." Mike rambled on nervously.

"Relax kid. I'm not firing you. I would hate to find a new associate. However, don't you ever lie to me again. I mean it Mike. If I catch you in a lie, you won't like the consequences."

"Seriously? I'm not fired. Thank you! I won't let you down and I won't ever lie."

"Mike, fair warning. If you ever let your age cause problems, I will step in and deal with you. But until it becomes a problem, I don't care. Now go read those files." Harvey watched as the kid slipped out of the office and talk to Donna. Harvey laughed as Mike turned beet red and practically fled down the hall. This was going to be interesting.