"Hey dummy, you forgot this." A young woman said as she walked into Harvey and Jim's office.

"Oh geez, what are ya, my mother now?" Harvey groaned as the woman walked past Jim, and over to the grumbling man, handing him a brown bag with his lunch in it.

"Well god knows that someone has to look after you Harvey Bullock, and it looks like that job has fallen on my shoulders, doesn't it?" The woman said, laughing at Harvey as she leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.

"And what I make you is better for you than a coffee and a Danish. Now, don't forget, dinner is at 7:30, and bring home some milk; I'd get it, but some of us around here actually have a job to do." She scoffed, folding her arms across her chest, and glaring at him jokingly.

"Ok beautiful; 7:30, milk, I get it. I'll see ya tonight. "Harvey said, smiling as the woman left the office.

"What the hell!?........ Who the hell!?" Jim spluttered out after his eyes had finished watching the beautiful woman leave the office.

"You dirty old dog Harvey." Jim smirked, looking over at his partner.

"I mean, boy, she's gorgeous; but she's a bit young for you don't you think?" Jim joked, as he watched Harvey turn a bright shade of pink.

"What? NO! That's (Y/n), she's my sister." Harvey protested, as Jim began to laugh.

"You have a sister? I thought they literally smashed the mould when you were born; one thing's for sure, she's much better looking than you." Jim said, laughing even harder when Harvey began to protest.

"Hey! I'll have you know that many ladies think that I am a very handsome guy." Harvey said defiantly, gulping down the last of his third cup of coffee for the day.

"Yeah, yeah, of course there are lover boy; now name two." Jim said, smirking as Harvey mussed, coming up with nothing.

"Yeah, thought not; and why didn't I know about this sister before, no wait, scratch that, why didn't you introduced me just now?" Jim asked, looking curiously at his colleague.

"Look, I've always tried to keep (Y/n) safe, given the job we do, sometimes its better that no one knows about her; but she's just taken a job here in Gotham, and she's staying with me until she can find a place of her own." Harvey explained, hoping that Jim would leave the subject there.

"Job?" Jim continued, not taking Harvey's hint.

Harvey sighed, rubbing his face in his hands. "Yeah, she's a trauma doctor, she starts at Gotham General today." Harvey explained, hoping that this time Jim would not push any further.

"Oh, so she not only got the beauty, but she also got the brains in the family." Jim snorted, finally moving back towards his desk.

"You know something?" Jim asked, pretending to cough.

"I've not been feeling well, I think that I need to go to the hospital." Jim said, his eyes glinting as he saw Harvey's face fall.

"Oh, no, no, no. I don't want my sister getting involved with a cop, especially not my partner." Harvey groaned, throwing a ball of crumpled up paper across the room at Jim's head.

"I'm not to blame if she finds me irresistible when I'm lying on the hospital bed." Jim said, dodging yet another paper ball.

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"Doctor Bullock." A nurse called out as (Y/n) finished up the paperwork on her last patient.

The last two months had flown by, and Gotham's hospital was proving to be one of the most challenging positions that she had ever had; but (Y/n) was determined not to let the city get the better of her. And since she had moved out of Harvey's place into an apartment of her own, she had been more than determined to make Gotham her permanent home.

"Yes nurse." (Y/n) said, the smile she wore falling as she looked at the anxious nurse.

"It's your brother, he's........." The nurse began, before being interrupted by (Y/n).

"Where is he?" (Y/n) asked, distraught at the thought that her brother could have been hurt.

"Room 3.... but......" Before the nurse could say anything else, (Y/n) had rushed off, throwing back the curtain from around he bed.

"Harvey Bullock!" She exclaimed, sighing heavily once she finally realised that her brother was in one piece.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack? I thought that you were hurt." (Y/n) growled, eyeing her smirking brother.

"I'm fine sweetheart, it's not me that requires your steady hand, it's Jim here." Harvey said, indicating towards his partner that was sat on the bed.

"Oh my god, Detective Gordon, I'm so sorry." (Y/n) said apologetically, as she walked over to look at Jim's injured arm.

"Well Detective Gordon, you're lucky; the graze is deep but once I've cleaned it up and given you a few stitches, you should be as good as new." (Y/n) told Jim, blushing slightly as Jim smiled at her.

"Harvey, why don't you go and get a coffee while I fix up your partner." She said, pushing her brother from the room, and pulling the curtain back around.

"So detective, if you will remove your jacket and shirt, I'll get to work." (Y/n) said, smiling as Jim began to remove his clothes.

"Really doc, usually to get this far, a girl has to at least buy me dinner first." Jim joked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Well, if you promise to be a very good patient, I might just take you for that dinner. (Y/n) purred, pushing Jim backwards so that he was sat back on the bed.

"Now be a good boy, doctor's orders." She said, gently cleaning the congealed blood from the wound.

"Yes ma'am." Jim said with a salute. "And I would prefer it if you called me Jim." He said, his eyes never leaving (Y/n)'s smiling face.

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As more months had passed, (Y/n) had become a regular visitor to the precinct, and had proved very popular with all the boys, who had taken quite a liking to the young doctor, much to Harvey's chagrin.

"Hey Harv." The desk Sargent called out as Harvey made his way back into the precinct.

"That gorgeous sister of yours got here about ten minutes ago, she was looking for you; Jim said that he would take care of her and took her to your office." The Sargent told him, smiling as Harvey groaned.

"Oh geez! I wonder what I've done now." Harvey grumbled, making his way to the office.

"What the hell?!" Harvey shouted, as he walked into the office to find (Y/n) in Jim's arms, the pair kissing passionately as Jim pinned her up against the old filing cabinet.

"Harvey, I can explain." (Y/n) said, moving to stand between her brother and Jim.

"I thought I said that I didn't want you getting mixed up with a cop; but noooooo......... and even worse, you have to pick him." Harvey said, pointing at Jim.

"And you! I'll deal with you later." Harvey told Jim, as he tried to push past (Y/n).

"Ok Harvey Bullock, you listen, and you listen good. As much as I appreciate you looking out for me, I am not a little girl anymore, and you're not dad. Now for your information, Jim and I have been seeing each other for the last couple of months, and that is not going to change." (Y/n) said, going back over to Jim and taking his hand.

"So, whether you like it or not, we are staying together." She told Harvey, smiling as Jim gently kissed her hand.

"Now, if you to gentlemen promise not to do anything stupid, my shift starts in thirty minutes. I'll see you later, ok?" (Y/n) said, kissing Jim on the cheek, as she made to leave the office.

"And I'll see you later too, dummy." (Y/n) chuckled, kissing Harvey before she left.

"Look Harv, I........." Jim began, stopping as Harvey raised his hand.

"Just..... just look after her ok." Harvey sighed, slumping down into his chair.

"You got it Harv." Jim chuckled, taking a seat at his desk.

"But if you do hurt her, I'll shoot you myself." Harvey warned, opening the file on the top of his pile of paperwork.

"Understood Harvey." Jim replied, happy with the notion that Harvey wasn't going to shoot him straight away; but even if he did, at least Jim knew the best doctor in Gotham.