Harvey Specter Fanfiction: Taking Chances (Two Broke Girls Crossover)

Author's note: If the world only had more Harveys. Harvey Specter is a dream to write for. He's loaded with a big personality and Gabriel Macht the actor who plays the lead protagonist in Suits is awesome. So debonair that I thought, why not make it a little harder to write by writing in another show completely different from Suits. You know the drill! I do not own the characters nor do I own Suits or Two Broke Girls!

 

Taking Chances is a story about Two Broke Girls and a man in a Suit. Aside from being broke and working as waitresses, Caroline and Max had nothing in common and were polar opposites. Max was your typical diner girl working more than one job at a time just to make ends meet while Caroline was an uptown girl who had lost everything because of a ponzi scheme. Can the great Harvey Specter save these two damsels in distress? Read the story to find out!

Series Chapters: < 01 A blast from the past > < 02  Harvey the Hitman > < 03 Pretty boy > < 04 Down memory lane > < 05 Maxi pad and tampons > < 06 Where art thou blood money > < 07 A Bieber with a soul patch > < 08 The heist > < 09 Twinkies and crime shows > < 10 the mysterious "Villain X" > < 11 Bigger than my body gives me credit for > < 12 Beer batter maple bacon cupcakes > < 13 The epilogue >

Chapter 1: Taking Chances, a Harvey Specter/ 2 Broke Girls fanfiction

Harvey Specter tiptoed his way across the dimly lit streets trying to avoid the drunkards and the homeless men who had passed out on the side of the road. He was in a shady neighbourhood filled with vicious gangs and drug dealers, so he was naturally uneasy. Occasionally passing glances to his left and right, he feared they would skin him alive. His three-piece suit after all was probably more expensive than the second hand cars people drove in the side of town.

 

Not to say that Harvey didn’t love danger, because he lived for risks. He liked to live big and hated when things were boring. But he was in a part of town he didn’t particularly care for, doing pro-bono of all the things and against Jessica Pearson’s orders for that matter. He was going rogue on this one. He entered the diner and motioned towards the man behind the counter.

“Is Caroline Channing here?” He asked. Surveying the quaint diner which in its prime could have been the place to be, but was now shabby and rundown.

“Not another lawyer? That girl has been through enough already. She has nothing to offer you empty suit. Just leave her alone. For God’s sake…” The old man said agitatedly.

“Personally, I’d be offended about that empty suits comment, but your taste in music is exquisite. Is that Charles Brandley &Menahan Street Band? I’m Harvey, an old friend of Caroline’s” Harvey replied. 

“Brother from another mother! The name is Earl. Now, I know you didn’t come here just to talk music...”

“Harvey!  Harvey Specter!” Caroline shrieked with excitement interrupting Earl as she hugged the man.

“Caroline, how have you been?” Harvey asked genuinely interested to know if she was doing okay. The sincerity in his voice could not be mistaken for false sympathy. Caroline was an expert on phony sentiments being at the receiving end countless of times after the news about her father’s Ponzi scheme broke. 

“I was miserable, Harvey.” She sighed hugging her old friend once more. “Everyone in New York shunned me. I lost my high profile career, relationship and fortune. I had no one to turn to and nowhere to go. “

 

“But you’re doing better now, ‘was’ being the operative word.” Harvey gazed directly into her big blue eyes trying to read her. Caroline motioned to one of the empty booths.

“Why are you here Harvey?” She asked. She wasn’t expecting for him to make an appearance seeing as it had been more than a year since the scandal broke and she assumed that he didn’t care because he was Harvey Specter, the man whose motto was not about caring, but about winning.

Harvey would never admit to anyone that he cared, but he had a heart and he was not as callous as people made him out to be. Emotions just didn’t fit into his life right now and the direction he was propelling to.

“I wanted to see you so many times, but I couldn’t knowing how negatively our ties would impact the firm, “ he explained. “Jessica adviced me to wait until everything blew over, but I just couldn’t. I needed to see you.” Harvey continued.

“My dad is in prison, Harvey and the worst part is that he’s innocent. They placed an innocent man in jail.” She cried. 

“Do you have any proof that he’s innocent?” He asked.

“I know he is Harvey, I saw it in his eyes the last time I visited him at the state penitentiary, ” she said looking directly at him trying to appeal to him as a human being.

At this point he scooted next to her and placed his arm around her trying to console her. The words of the daughter of a man perceived to be a criminal would never hold up in court without evidence, so that was all he could do at the moment.

02  Harvey the Hitman -->

Chapter 2: Taking Chances, a Harvey Specter/ 2 Broke Girls fanfiction

The two friends from Harvard sat in the same position for what felt like hours. Harvey tried his best to dance around the topic they had previously been talking about, since he wasn’t entirely sure how he could help her without ruining the firm’s reputation by association.

 

Caroline had known Harvey for more than a decade and had seen him in his best and in his worst. They had met at a frat party in Harvard where Harvey tried to hit on her. Classic Harvey: He would hit on any beautiful woman and chances are they would sleep with him at the first chance to.

 

Caroline on the other hand, declined his advances. She prides herself on being hard to get. Caroline Channing was no booty call. She loved being in relationships and an upper crust woman like her liked to be wined and dined. Something Harvey was never really fond of. Despite that awkward situation, Harvey and Caroline stayed friends. They were opposites. While Caroline liked vanilla, Harvey liked New York Super Fudge Chunk Ice Cream.

 

By the time Caroline graduated from Business School and Harvey finished law, they were each other’s consultants. Their differences had made them stronger individually.

<-- 01 A blast from the past                                                           03 Pretty boy -->

Chapter 3: Taking Chances, a Harvey Specter/ 2 Broke Girls fanfiction

“Caroline, a little help here?” a busty short brunette came rushing through the back door trying to balance three dishes in one hand and two in the other. “With Oleg humping pinning over Sophie and humping anything hump-able and you saying chip chip cheerio to every patron that comes in and out, I swear, I have to do all the work around here.”

At this point, Harvey couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight. In front of him was a dishevelled waitress who looked like she was about to drop dead after a sixteen hour work shift. Despite looking exhausted she was still a feisty little firecracker.

“You find this funny pretty boy? Let’s see you and your manicured nails work a double shift serving hippies and drunks.” She smirked. He was right, this was her second straight shift.

“Ummm,” the great Harvey Specter was at a loss for words.

No one at Pearson Hardman had the balls to talk to him like that. Harvey stood up. “First of all, I’m honoured that you think I’m pretty. But for your information Ms.-I-am-all-alone-and-I-hate-the world, I have done my time,  working my way in the mail room. So yeah, I get it! And there’s no reason to be snippy at me.” He had no idea why he felt the need to defend himself in front of this complete stranger.

Max took a moment to admire Harvey’s physical stature. He was pristinely clad in an expensive three piece suit tailored to perfection. His 6 foot frame towered over her. Inhaling his musky cologne brought chills through her spine. A guy like that could probably get any girl he wants and would never give her the time of day.

She was a waitress. She was plain boring Max. This was probably why Johnny left her, she thought. Everyone was getting ahead in life, but not her. She was diner girl as Johnny had so aptly described forever.

 

“Max, this is Harvey Specter. He’s a lawyer from Pearson Hardman, one of the top firms in the city and a friend of mine from Harvard. And Harvey this is Max, my high strung friend who I’m indebted to for taking me in,” Caroline said breaking her train of thought.

“Dude! You’re a lawyer? I practically live, breathe and eat Law and Order. I’ve seen every episode there is to watch thanks to my good buddy over here” Max nudged Caroline as a sign of appreciation for the box set she had given her after that failed attempt to get her father acquitted.

 

Harvey chuckled wondering if his associate, Mike Ross had learned how to become a lawyer the same way. He also noted that the feisty brunette in front of him although lacking in class and formal education could probably manage herself and hold her own. He could maybe even use her help if he decided to help Caroline prove her father was innocent.

“Harvey, I really appreciate you coming here especially since I know how busy you are, but I have to go help out in the back. If we could continue this some other time, that would be great.”  Harvey gave her a squeeze before saying, “How about on Saturday at the old watering hole for lunch?”

“Yeah, I could do Saturday.” Caroline said nonchalantly.

“Max, you’re welcome to tag along.” Harvey said flashing his killer smile.

“As long as you’re buying pretty boy.” She winked at him.

Harvey said his goodbyes and exited the diner.  He wasn’t sure if they could build a case with the lack of evidence and Jessica would probably kill him if she knew what Harvey was up to, but no one tells Harvey Specter what to do. Working with the Channings’ for almost a decade, Caroline in particular, Harvey had a hunch that the older Channing was guilt free and he was just the fall guy. Truth be told, he had very little interaction with Martin Channing but the fact that he had raised a daughter like Caroline said a lot about the man’s character.

 

This was madness. Half the town had taken a hit because of the Martin Channing ordeal and just the thought of entertaining this case would be perceived as suicide. But he was the almighty Harvey Specter. A gamble like this could destroy him in the short run, but up his billable tenfold in the long run. If he were to take on this case, He would just have to do it as discreetly as possible and at the speed of light.

<-- 02  Harvey the Hitman                                                04 Down memory lane -->

Chapter 4: Taking Chances, a Harvey Specter/ 2 Broke Girls fanfiction

Harvey sat by the bar waiting for Max and Caroline. He had a scotch on the rocks in one hand and his phone in the other. It was way too early to drink, but without alcohol in his system he was afraid that he couldn’t go through with their conversation. Even the great Harvey Specter had his limits and this along with burying evidence and purging himself in court was it.

 

Harvey’s thoughts momentarily drifted to Caroline’s spirited friend. She was something alright. Caroline had told him that Max had taken her in without judgement when the scandal broke. She taught Caroline how to be domesticated and helped her cope with everything that had to do with her father’s ordeal.  A smile crept on his face. Caroline was a pristine woman but never once had he seen her pick up after herself. Just the thought of her cleaning someone else’s apartment made him laugh. She probably did more harm than help and her friend would come to the rescue, he thought.

Times have certainly changed for Harvey. He was just a kid in the mail room when Jessica took a shot at him and offered to send him to Harvard. His father was a saxophone player at a local bar so they didn’t have a lot of money and his mother was a groupie for the lack of a better word. So when the opportunity presented itself, he jumped at the chance and never looked back.

In his early Harvard days, Harvey felt like an odd man on campus although he would never show it. His peers were polished from head to toe, draped in the finest threads the city could offer while he was clad in clothes from Salvation Army. Jessica had offered to sponsor him, but she had done so much for him already so he declined.

During his sophomore year, Harvey proved that he was the best of his class at Harvard beating everyone in their mock trials. Although underprivileged, his work in the mail room had deemed valuable because he had witnessed how some of the best senior partners in Pearson Hardman dealt with situations and adapted their techniques to his own personal style. Thus the cocky son of a bitch was born.

His thoughts worked its way into the present. In many ways, He was just like Max.  Before he became a partner at Pearson Hardman he worked 20 hours a day and she worked 3-4 jobs at the time: babysitting cleaning houses, baking cupcakes and working in the diner. He was Superman and she was Wonder Woman.

 <-- 03 Pretty boy                                                        05 Maxi pad and tampons -->

Chapter 5: Taking Chances, a Harvey Specter/ 2 Broke Girls fanfiction

Max took a swing at Harvey’s drink. “Mmm, Scotch. A man after my own heart.”

“Hi! I’m sorry for Max’s behavior. She had to listen to our boss, Han talk about the economics of tampons for 20 minutes.” Caroline said giving Harvey an apologetic hug.

“Yeah, the little bitch had his panties up in a bunch. But I dominated and had the last say.” Max chimed in cheerily with Harvey’s drink in hand. Harvey chuckled. Dominated was a word he would often use and it had patented Harvey Specter written all over it.

He motioned towards the dining area where they sat and ordered.

Harvey and Caroline did all the ordering, since they had practically memorized every item in the menu. Caroline was happy that Harvey suggested the place. It was a hole in the wall eatery with not too many patrons. It had a rustic and earthy vibe which made it feel homely far from the overly commercialized high priced food joints in Manhattan.

Max on the other hand, allowed her eyes to set on something else or rather someone else. She was captivated by the man in front of her. He was in dark washed denims and a long sleeved waffle shirt and he was sexy as hell. He could make anything including a potato sack look sexy, she concluded.

“It goes without saying that we’re in a bit of a bind.” Harvey started.

Placing himself as a factor in the occasion was another classic Harvey keeper. Harvey would take responsibility as he would take credit  for a win and Caroline admired that in him.

“If we’re really doing this, I’ll need you to fill me in on everything you know. I need information on your father’s books, properties, dealings, bank accounts, travel itinerary,” he continued.

 

“Dude! Would you also like her to fill you in on his daily bowel movements?” Max kidded.

“Max!” Caroline shrieked. Always the prude, Max and Harvey though.

They continued their conversation with Max occasionally throwing in a couple of jokes here and there to lighten the mood. Something she thought Caroline needed so she wouldn’t break down in front of Harvey. While Caroline was soft and emotional having her world crash down upon her, Max was immune to the world’s problems and she was Caroline’s rock. The world had made her cold and weary, thus in a way grounded.

The trio ate up a storm. Max and Caroline having eaten cheap supermarket ramen almost every day had forgotten what real food tasted like. As for Harvey, he was just being Harvey, a man with a voracious appetite who liked to live large.

By the end of the meal, Caroline excused herself to the ladies room and had left Max alone with Harvey. He looked at her grinning like a Chestershire cat. She had not forsaken his glass and she was now on her third round of scotch. Instead of babbling like an idiot as most intoxicated people would, she could handle her alcohol. The woman could definitely drink, he thought.

“So Maxi Pad, how much do you know about the Channings?” Harvey asked referencing her triumph against the capitalism of feminine hygiene products earlier. If he was pushing through with this case he needed to be thorough investigating every realm of possibility.

She consumed the scotch as if it were oxygen and said, “other than Caroline being my roommate and her being impossible to live with, I actually don’t know a lot about their life story. Caroline says he’s innocent and oddly enough I believe her.”

“Do you trust her?”

“I do,” she said whole heartedly after everything they have been through in the past months.

“Caroline has no money now, so why deal with Malibu Barbie?” He asked blatantly trying to push her buttons like any good lawyer would do.

“Excuse me?”

 

“Yeah! You heard me.  There’s high probability that Caroline would never recover her money, so what’s your end game?” He added.

“Listen up buddy! I may not have your Harvard pedigree, but I do know about gold digging 101 and leeching of to someone allegedly implicated to a Ponzi scheme isn’t part of it. I wouldn’t take a cent from the Channings if they had just a dollar or a billion dollars.” Max said fuming then she did something which surprised Harvey. She started laughing. Now Harvey was curious.

 

“What’s so funny?”

“You pulled a Law and Order SVU on me.” She said punching him playfully in the arm.

“What do you mean?” Harvey asked pretending to act clueless.

“You know, when the hot lawyer decides to pulls a fast one and trick the other party to admit their true intentions.” She explained.

“Am I that good? Honestly, you thinking that I’m hot piece of ass was all I took from what you said.” He professed cockily.

“Don’t pout! Well! Actually do pout some more. It looks cute on you…” He added.

“I’m not cute. Cute is what you use to describe a kitten unknowingly plungging to its death as it enters an alligator’s mouth.” He laughed at her dark humor. Max put on an exaggerated puppy dog expression causing him to laugh even more.

“I’m glad to see that Caroline has a friend like you.” Harvey whispered in Max’s ear as Caroline entered the room.

“What did I miss?” Her high pitched voice screeched.

Harvey wondered if Max would tell Caroline about the verbal assault he had just done to her minutes ago, but instead she said, “I like this one” pointing at Harvey and continued saying “he’s got spunk.”

“See! I knew you would like each other. You have the same twisted sarcastic witty humor,” Caroline retorted.

Harvey signed for the bill and said, “I’ll have my associate take a look at the evidence and see if we have a case. Then we can proceed from there.”

“Thank you Harvey! Words cannot express how much this means to me,” Caroline replied.

“Don’t mention it! You’d do the same for me,” he winked.

They said their goodbyes and parted ways.

 <-- 04 Down memory lane                                       06 Where art thou blood money -->