Meghan Ross: Con Artist in Training

She Knows (Part 1)

The weeks had turned into six months. Trevor had been removed from Mike's life for almost as many months as Mike had been at the Firm, only to return unexpectedly. Mike had started dating Jenny soon after Trevor had been sent to Montana to save him from himself.

Out of spite after a drunk dial from Rachel to Mike's cellphone, Trevor had turned Mike in to Jessica. With everything Mike and Meghan knew about Trevor, he chose to avoid the police and let someone else do that for him.

Mike was freaking out. Jessica had called him to her office to discuss a one-on-one dinner with him. He didn't know which secret had been exposed, if any. There had to be another reason behind the invitation because he hadn't completely bought that this was a good thing.

There was a fake grin on his face. However fake it was, though, it was reminiscent of earlier that day when he had told Harvey about it. There was no concern about exposure in the man's eyes. His only concern was the merger he was working on.

"Tell me what the hell's holding up my Swinton merger," Harvey said as he walked down the halls expecting Mike to follow.

"Oh, it's just a nuisance suit that needs to be cleaned up before we can clear escrow. I'm all over it."

Harvey stopped in his tracks. "Why wasn't that the first thing you told me?"

"Uh, I thought I was getting exposed. This is a little less important."

"My merger..." Harvey raised a hand up to show the level of care he held. Then lowered it. "Your panic attack."

"Your compassion," Mike proceeded to go even lower with his own hand, missing the chuckle that was so minute, only Donna could have seen it.

He wasn't even sure which secret he'd rather have exposed. Both were fraudulent and had jail time attached. If one secret was exposed, the other was likely to follow. Meghan's community service position could be revoked, the Marshalls would move her to another state, and he'd spend years in prison, 6 months for every case he touched.

"Nervous?" Jessica asked as she lifted a glass of wine to her lips. She took a sip, waiting for Mike's reply.

"I'd be lying if I said no," he sighed.

"Well, I wouldn't want you to lie," she replied. Her emphasis on that one word was missed due to the thoughts that were rampaging through his head. The repercussions for Meghan. The possibility of getting caught. For all he knew, Jessica had some sort of law enforcement lying in wait to place the cuffs on him.

They shared some laughs. Some were about the college days which, for the most part, had to be made up for Mike and some were high school. The most honest portion of the evening came when Jessica had asked why Mike wanted to be a lawyer.

The evening came to an end, and Jessica left Mike to pay for the meal. He was so trusting. It was a trait Neal had tried to change. As much as Mike enjoyed reading, he still had a lot to learn about reading between the lines in life. He had no problem with words on paper. If someone he trusted, other than Meghan, were to lie to him, he wouldn't have believed it. And he was starting to trust Jessica. Maybe even as much as he trusted Harvey and Donna.

And if Harvey and Donna could be trusted with the Harvard Secret, maybe he could finally tell them how he really knew Meghan.

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"You have some nerve coming back here after betraying your only friend," Meghan said as she walked through the door to their apartment. Trevor was packing what little he had brought back with him from his time in Montana.