After telling Jessica what he had done with her letter and how they were in the same boat, Mike brought Meghan home. So long as nobody else knew about the Harvard secret or his sister, they were safe as was his job.
Meghan spent the trek up their many stairs in the elevatorless apartment complex telling of how she met up with Mozzie.
"I swear, if it were anybody else, I would have chalked it up to paranoia. But I can't say Mozz has led us wrong too often," Meghan said. She stopped at a landing to take a breath, something Mike gave her a pat on the back for doing. Of course, he wasn't giving her much of a choice. He was walking ahead of her and carrying his bike up the stairs so every stop he made, she had to make as well.
"You ran into Mozzie, today?" Mike asked as he inserted his key into the door. He turned the knob and pushed the door open, allowing Meghan to go in first.
"Yeah. And it was weird... I mean, he was acting like someone other than Jessica was on to us, and I don't mean the brother/sister thing either..." she hung her laptop case on a hook near the door.
"Which investigator was flowing you?" her brother did the same thing with his bicycle after closing the door behind them.
"Vanessa. We stopped at five different headstones, ten in total, put a camera on each one and watched from the tree line. Had to avoid Mom and Dad's." She entered the bathroom, pulling her toothbrush and toothpaste from the medicine cabinet.
"The birthday tradition," Mike sighed. "I'm gonna talk to Harvey tomorrow. Just hope he understands."
"You do that now and he'll never forgive you." Her words were garbled as the toothpaste did its job.
"He won't forgive me either way, Megs."
She spit. "He wants to forgive you, Dad. The fleeting glances every time he passes you or you walk by. He only said that stuff after the merger because he was upset. He doesn't think that little of you."
"How can I possibly believe that?"
"If he hated you as much as you think, would he have used your work on Ava's case, knowing it came from you, instead of doing it himself or having me do it so that it wasn't your work anymore? He wouldn't have even acknowledged your existence when you told him you blackmailed Jessica, even if it meant losing me, but he did."
"Are you saying I still have a chance to change his mind?" Mike looked at his sister incredulously. Maybe he did. She learned how to read people a lot better than he ever had with all of Neal and Mozzie's lessons. She could see Harvey and Donna missed him. It wasn't just the teasing. They missed the family the four of them had become.
Donna was like their big sister. Meghan would have thought of Donna in the mother role as well but didn't want to voice that thought. Even if she did like messing with the woman's mind, Donna would have given her dirty looks for the rest of her life. And Harvey... he definitely filled both roles for the siblings.
"Maybe... but his finding out you have a sister for whom you are legally responsible and said sister has been at the office all this time won't help your case if it comes from you. It'll look like a last-ditch effort to get on his good side and be seen as a lie."
"And who exactly should this information come from?" he leaned against the door frame.
"Who are the three people he listens to most?"
"Donna, Jessica, and himself."
"You're not wrong, but somehow, you're wrong. He still listens to Jessica, even after learning she was behind this mess. Mostly because he made a deal with her and must live up to it. He listens to Donna because he loves her and will do anything to keep her around, probably even break the law, but he won't say it out loud. Then there's Vanessa. His go-to PI."
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Meghan Ross: Con Artist in Training
FanfictionThere was more than prison at stake... much more. She was one of Mike's last living connections to the late Rosses. He couldn't go against Jessica. Not when his fifteen-year-old sister, with a heart condition, was mentioned in the letter. She couldn...