Disclaimer: I do not own Suits.

Author's notes: Hello everyone. This is my first time writing a fanfic story so please criticize this as much as you is going to be a short story about Mike, set in Season 1.

Chapter 1: Father and Son

Mike Ross was a young lawyer who had a secret that not even Harvey Specter knew. It was something that never came up because no one would think about it in the first place. His secret was a four-year-old boy named James Michael Ross.

Mike had a one-night stand with one of the girls he previously dated, which led to her being pregnant and him not knowing until a month after she'd given birth. He found James on the doorstep and that was it. There was a note saying that read "Mike, I know it's been awhile since we last saw each other, but we have a son. He's one month old today and he's such an amazing baby boy. As much as I love him, I don't think I can take care of him anymore. I can't tell you why, but things are getting worse and I can't handle this anymore. Along with this note is a birth certificate that hasn't been filled out yet. Do what you want with it, but please love and take care of our child -Victoria". After he had read this for the one hundredth time, Mike had no choice but to take care of his son. It's been four years and every day, things get a little bit easier.

"James, hurry and get dressed. You're going to be late for school."

"I'm coming, Daddy." James came running down, wearing a dress shirt with a sweater vest on top and jeans on the bottom. Mike was wearing his usual navy suits. He saw James putting on his backpack and grabbed their coats.

"Alright, kiddo. Ready?" Mike asked as they were about to leave their apartment.


Both father and son left their apartment building and took a cab to James' preschool first and then to Pearson Hardman.

Mike headed up to the office floor, feeling as if today was going to be a good day. He'd even picked up an exotic caffeinated beverage for Donna. He headed to his cubicle, settling down first before heading to Harvey's office.

"Good morning, Donna. It's a beautiful day today, isn't it?"

"Well, what's gotten you in such a good mood?"

"Life, Donna. Life."

Harvey was walking towards them and pointed Mike to his office. Mike quickly followed.

"Where are we with the Stallone case? We have to be in court in an hour and you better have something for me."

"Of course, I do. I found out that they've been embezzling money from us and I've gotten a sworn affidavit from one of their employees who noticed the online paper trail. Time for us to bring down the hammer."

"Not 'us', but me."

"Whatever, either way we win."

"Damn right we do."


"Court is adjourned," the judge said.

Harvey and Mike left the courtroom with nothing but $5 million dollars out of their verdict. Today was just too good to be true. Sadly, it was. Minutes after they left, Mike got a call from James' school.

"Hello, I'm calling from the New York Preschool. Are you the father of James Ross?" The woman on the other side asked.

With a sense of urgency, Mike immediately "Yes, I am. What's going on? Is James alright?"

"You better come down here."