Gotham Imagines and One Shots

News - Part 11 - Harvey x Jim x Reader

Harvey let out a heavy sigh as he looked at the empty desk across from him. The precinct hadn't been the same without (Y/n); it all seeming far too quiet for his taste. And though it had been three months since that awful day, her absence still seemed to loom large. There always a feeling that something was missing.

After leaving the hospital that day, allowing Alfred to spend time alone with his new son and unconscious fiancé, Harvey and Jim had returned to the precinct; the other officers wanting to know more about what had happened to Harris, if he really was dead, as they had heard about over their radios. And then there were the questions about (Y/n), their concern not only for their fellow officer, but for the child that she had been carrying. Harvey and Jim able to tell them little more about (Y/n) than the normal spiel that doctors would give to any non-relative; that she was as comfortable as could be expected. But at least they had had some good news about the child; the two detectives informing all that (Y/n) had had a rather handsome, and big, baby boy. The news, seeming to brighten a very dark day, just slightly. Yet the notion of a new little life, whom Alfred had informed them had been named Archie, had not been able to take away the sadness of the funeral; Jim and Harvey joining their colleagues in their best dress uniforms, as one of their own, taken long before their time, was lowered into the earth.

"Looking at her desk isn't going to change anything, Harv......." Jim suddenly said, as he looked up from his pile of paperwork; dropping his pen onto the desk as he looked at the empty seat. It had been a long three month; work thankfully having kept them busy, as it usually would. Yet in their quiet moments, especially during those first few days, Jim and Harvey had both found their thoughts going back to the scene; torturing themselves with all the notions of what could have been different. How things might have worked out if they had been able to get to the downed (Y/n), quicker. And it hadn't helped that the perp that had been shooting at her; that had rigged the original dead body to blow when turned, had left nothing behind but his body, when the other officers had been able to break down the door to the room he had holed up in. There seeming to be no rhyme or reason as to why the man had done what he had done. There no note or anything else that would explain his actions that day. So, no matter the ideas that they had both talked about, about how they would act differently if they could do it again; none of that could change the outcome. It just frustratingly appearing that (Y/n) and Harris had unfortunately been in the wrong place at the wrong time; and if it wasn't them, it would have been other officers that had died that day.

"Yeah, I know..........." Harvey replied. Suddenly sniffing at the air. A broad smile spreading across his face as the odour of freshly brewed coffee filled his senses. He and Jim looking over to the staircase as they heard a commotion; Jim getting to his feet and joining Harv as through the group of officers that had come to welcome her back, appeared (Y/n) with a tray of three coffees.

"You're late.........three months maternity leave, and you are late on your first day back.........." Harv said, as he looked up at the female detective. Taking one of the coffees from the tray that she offered to him and Jim.

"Well excuse me.........If you don't recall, I am still injured....." The female detective looking down at her arm that was still in a sling.

"I nearly died, and I also have a son and very nervous fiancé to deal with. Alfred was not for letting me leave this morning; he wanted to call the cap and see if I could get more leave. He thinks I should stay on sick leave until I am one hundred percent again; I swear he nearly has a heart attack every time I have a twinge of pain and wants to call for an ambulance. If it wasn't for Bruce and little Archie distracting him, I wouldn't have got here at all. That, and I wanted to go and pay my respects to Harris, seeing I couldn't get to the funeral; it seemed like the right thing to do......." (Y/n) explained, before making her way over to her desk, sitting in her chair, and placing her feet on the top of the table.

"And I got you your favourite coffee from your favourite coffeeshop on the way from the cemetery, so stop complaining......." She added, before grabbing her own drink.

"Now.......what have I missed while I have been away........?" Jim and Harvey shaking their heads at her, as she smiled broadly at them. The two detectives looking at one another before they got to their feet, Harvey taking the top files from his desk as did Jim. The pair making their way over to (Y/n), pushing her feet from the table and dropping their files in front of her.

"You can start with this one." Jim told her, holding up a brand new file.

"Body found washed up on the banks of the river. Looks like he's been fish food for some time. Nygma should have some information for you, by now. And I am sure that he can't wait to ask you some more riddles.........Welcome back (Y/n).........." Jim added, before leaning over and kissing her on the cheek.

"Yeah, welcome back, sweetheart....." Harvey agreed, kissing her other cheek. The two men helping her back to her feet.

"Oh great, thanks for that. Don't think I won't remember this. Now I'm regretting not taking more time off.........." She called out, as she made her way to the lab. Jim and Harvey just smiling as they sat on the edge of her desk.

"Its good to have her back........."

"Yep, it is............we better call Alfred and let him know where she is........" Jim nodding, before he and Harv sat back at their own desks. Sure, that even though the butler would have his hands full at home, he would still be thinking about (Y/n). And at least the news they would be giving him this time when they called, would be good.