This is the cover art of a fan comic I’ve been fiddling with for a while now. ^-^ (The script is done, but the pages are not… ^^;)
Leonardo once said on the show that, “never give up hope” was the greatest lesson Splinter ever taught him as a kid, and I know that I’m far from the only one who has theorized what the context to that lesson could be. :3
There are probably a whole bunch of fan-theories out there, and this is my contribution~ \( O7O)/
Kris out here playin b-ball on Drake’s team and got Vin Diesel comin to show support and got everybody wonderin “Who this Asian boi w that immaculate fade that got all these fans in here??” liiiike… even exo-l’s that were still callin him a traitor 2.5 seconds ago are now claimin his ass and tryna get exo to ride on his coattails n get attention too like ik Kris is just sittin here like
Mike looked exhausted, and Harvey didn’t blame him.
The trial was weighing on everyone, and Harvey hated Gibbs for this, not just for arresting Mike but for going after everyone they loved. If she’d just gone after Mike and left it at that it would be horrible, it’s true, but it would’ve been manageable. This going after everyone in their lives bullshit was a bridge too far, and to be honest, none of them were coping very well with it.
But they needed to be. They needed to be unified, and right now they weren’t, at least, not enough.
“Do you remember when you went to work with Sidwell, how it felt being on opposite sides of a case?”
Mike looked up from his file, forehead crinkled in obvious confusion at this apparent non-sequitur. “Of course,” Mike said, but his tone was still uncertain, like he had no idea why this was relevant to the case and he was worried about where this was going.
“I do too. I never want that happening again. And the reason it happened last time was because we didn’t listen to each other, we didn’t trust each other, and it’s a mistake I’m not willing to make twice.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that we need to talk more. I’m saying that I think this plan to go after Gibbs like she’s going after us is stupid, but if you think it’s the only way, let’s talk about it and make sure that it will work. I’m saying that whatever happens in the coming weeks, no matter what evidence she has or what curveballs she throws, we don’t overreact. We sit down and talk it through.”
Mike was staring at him like he had no idea who Harvey was, which okay, that hurt a little. “What brought all this on?”
Harvey chuckled, completely without mirth. “Someone reminded me that the lack of communication was the reason our relationship failed. And I don’t want that to happen with us. I’m not losing you to this trial, and I’m certainly not going to lose you to something as stupid as not communicating properly.”
Mike ducked his head, trying to hide his smile. “I think that’s the most I’ve heard you talk about feelings since the day we met.”
Harvey’s laugh was completely genuine then. “Yeah, well, brace yourself, kid. This is only just the beginning.”
“What happened to the asshole lawyer who didn’t care about anything or anyone?” Mike asked, only half joking.
“He found someone to care about,” Harvey replied honestly. Because it was true. The Harvey of three years ago and the one that sat on this couch were completely different and yet entirely the same. And it was all because of Mike. But before they could get lost in the moment Harvey moved the conversation along, knowing this wasn’t going to be easy. “So, Mike, we need to talk about Rachel.”
Mike tensed before his eyes. “What about Rachel?”
“She doesn’t have spousal privilege, which means when they call her to the stand, and they will call her, she will either need to perjure herself or plead the fifth. Neither are options you’ll be able to live with, and I know that a time is going to come when the pressure is on and you’ll have to choose: Rachel or me.”
“I’m not turning on you, Harvey,” Mike insisted. There was one thing that never wavered with Mike, and that was his vehemence that he’d never turn on Harvey. It warmed Harvey’s heart, but it also scared the crap out of him, because he wanted to believe it but he didn’t trust that he could.
“And I would never turn on you, Mike. But Rachel is the woman you love and I know in this moment you find it inconceivable that you’d ever turn on me, but if it really came down to it, if knowing that whatever decision you made meant it was going to destroy either me or Rachel, could you really do that to her?”
Mike opened his mouth, whether to protest or surrender Harvey didn’t know, because he couldn’t hear it. He had to keep going, had to get this out while he still could.
“And I want you to know that no matter what happens, no matter what you do or who you choose, you’re my friend and I will always love you and support whatever decision you make. You’re my guy, and nothing will ever change that.”
Harvey let out a deep breath. There, he’d done it, no more screwing over relationships that mattered to him because of all the things he couldn’t say. He said it, and the world didn’t come falling down around him.
Mike was just looking at him, wondered but also slightly calculating, like he was trying to work this out. Harvey could practically see the light bulb going off over his head.
“This whole thing, you telling me how you feel, wanting us to have better communication: it was because you chose me, my secret, over Scottie, isn’t it?”
Incredibly, that made Mike smile. “Harvey, you have to know that I love you too. And you chose me over Scottie. Is it really so hard to believe that I would choose you over Rachel?”
“This isn’t the same.”
“Maybe not, but that doesn’t change the outcome. I’m choosing you, Harvey. Every goddamn time.”