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Now on with the chapter. . .
Chapter 2
"Harmony!" Came Angel's voice echoing around the lobby. The blonde smiled nervously, and spoke into the receiver.
"Yes boss. Your blood is on it's way. . ." Harmony rolled her eyes, and began to walk toward the canteen.
"Harmony!" Gunn's familiar voice sounded from across the lobby. Harmony turned and smiled at him. He walked over to her. "Where you going?" he asked. She held up Angel's mug. "Ah."
"Honestly, you'd think he could get his own fridge and microwave, rather than send me. I have more important things to do."
"Like work for Angel."
"More with the blood." They started to walk towards the canteen. "So uh. . . what you doing tonight?"
"Double work," Gunn replied.
"I see. So everyone's working double shifts then?"
"Just me." Harmony smiled.
"I see. And does that mean you'll be wanting company? Even. . .mild company?"
"Any company would be good." He moved in to kiss her, but she pushed him away, warningly. From her standing position, Eve frowned at them. Harmony morphed, and Eve smiled nervously. "You know, it still scares me when you do that."
"Yeah, well. Eve has it coming." Gunn smiled at her.
"What's my excuse that I'm walking with you?"
"You need a drink," she replied.
"Okay." They laughed. Harmony glanced around.
"Don't you think this is funny? Hiding. Spike asked why I was so smiley yesterday, So I just smiled and walked past." It's nothing, Gunn thought. It's nothing. She's trying to make him jealous. . . she's happy and he's stuck. No purpose. . . nothing.
"It's fun," Gunn agreed. She smiled at him as they entered the canteen.
"No one's about. . ." She giggled, and took his hand and they walked to the end of the room together.
"So, Spike just disappeared?" Harmony questioned. Gunn shrugged.
"Pretty much." She made an 'uch' sound at the back of her throat.
"How come I wasn't here? Spike-less is just. . . great."
"Yeah, well."
"Yeah well?" Harmony questioned.
"It doesn't matter," he replied.
"I would like to tell people though," she continued. He sighed.
"Just. . . give it some time." She smiled.
"No more problems about Spike right?"
"None at all." She smiled up at him, and moved her arm across his waist.
"Because there's nothing to worry about is there?" She shook his head. She moved in front of him, and her other hand snaked round the other side of his waist. "Good. Are you gonna kiss me right about now?"
"What do you think?" Gunn asked, understanding this little game she was playing.
"Well I know what I'm hoping." They gradually moved closer.
"Well I hope you know what your hoping is what I'm thinking." She moved away from him suddenly.
"Huh?"
"Never mind."
"Okay!" He smiled, and moved in to kiss her.
"You going to the Halloween party tonight?" she asked him. He nodded.
"Harm." He indicated towards his office. She nodded, and he walked off. Five minutes later, with various scraps of paper in hand, she walked towards Gunn's office. She smiled, and put her arms around her neck and kissed him softly. He smiled at her.
"We're gonna have to be inconspicuous," he said. She sighed and nodded.
"I just. . . I wish we could just go out and say it. We've got nothing to hide. . ." She studied his face. "We haven't right?"
"You. . . what? No!" he replied.
"Okay. . . as long as you're sure." She bit her lip. "We're going to come clean right? Not today, necessarily, or at the party, just soon?" He nodded, and she gave him a bright smile. "Good." She glanced across at her desk. "Gotta go. Angel needs his blood." She kissed him again, and then left him standing.
Gunn sat down and started looking through his papers. "Hey Lorne," he said, as the green demon walked in.
"Hey, hey. Uh... sorry to interrupt. Not to be a pest, but I just wanted to go over a little stratego, amigo." Lorne said.
"Uh, sorry?" Gunn said. Strategy? It wouldn't have anything to do with Harm. . . no. Course not. Lorne had no idea.
"Um, you're my big gun, Gunn. Ace-in-hole, ball-in-pocket. You're the key on my kite string."
"Okay," Gunn replied, confused.
"Look, I know he's the boss and everything, but you're up and coming here, and it's time for you to spread your wings, legal eagle. From now on, I want you to stake out your territory, and I want you to keep it staked." Sounds just like riddle Gunn thought.
"Stake, territory. Sure. Look, um, Lorne, I'm a little busy right now. I have a deposition to get ready for, but I will definitely get to that." Busy, Gunn thought to himself. With papers and seeing Harmony. . .
"Great. Just what I wanted to hear. Angel's office, 10 minutes." Gunn rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Here's your blood bossy!" Harmony said, interrupting the meeting. Angel glared at her. "Uh. . .boss," she corrected herself.
"Some of them, yes, but all of them work hard for this firm, and Halloween, well, around here it's like Christmas. Simply put, this is a morale thing," Eve continued.
"Good luck. The morale around here stinks," Harmony scoffed. Gunn looked at her.
"What?" Angel asked.
"Uh-huh. Everybody thinks you suck. Well, come on, boss. They're all out there, sweating through their matsudas, worried if you're gonna axe them or, you know, axe them." Gunn bit his lip, trying not to laugh at his girlfriend's honesty.
Finally, the meeting was over, and everyone got up and left. Harmony and Gunn were the last out, and held hands for a mere five seconds before leaving Angel's office separately.
Gunn watched from the balcony as Harmony danced alone on the dance floor. He frowned at what he saw.
She walked over to Spike and they started talking. It was obvious she was trying to get him dance. A sudden binge of jealousy washed over Gunn as he stood and watched. Finally, however, Harmony moved away from 'Casper'. But Gunn couldn't help beginning to get suspicious.
"Lorne! Looks like things are gonna work out!" Gunn said, as he noticed the demon, trying to forget what he had seen earlier that evening.
Gunn frowned as he walked through the lobby. The lights were dim, and he could see Harmony at her desk. She was laughing. Gunn turned, and saw Spike. Spike. He gritted his teeth.
Gunn knew he would look a bit stupid punching something when he knew his hand would just go straight through it. But, this was all beginning to get to him.