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(Set during Harm's Way)
Chapter 5
"Gunn, I am so, so sorry!" Harmony said, following him into his office.
"I know, okay! Now can we drop the subject?" he questioned.
"But. . . I was wondering. . ." she continued.
"If we could get back together?" he asked. She nodded, biting her lip. "Of course! I love you Harmony!"
"I love you too Gunn. . ." They moved in to kiss. . .beep, beep, beep, beep.
Harmony opened her eyes, and slammed her hand down on the alarm. The beeping stopped. If only making it up to Gunn would be that simple, she thought.
She walked over to her shower, glanced in the mirror and rolled her eyes.
- -
Gunn straightened his tie, and walked into the lobby. He glanced up at the clock, and then to Harmony's desk. She wasn't there yet. He would make it up to her. He had to make it up to her.
- -
Harmony walked over to her sink, and brushed her teeth. She morphed, and brushed her fangs. Well, if she did get back together with him, it would be nice to have nice teeth, of course.
Who was she kidding? It was her own fault they'd broken up. She'd said she didn't care. She brushed her hair, and spritzed her neck with perfume. She looked at a pink shirt and a turquoise one. She frowned, and chose the pink
- -
"Morning Gunn!" Fred said, walking toward him. "I know this is short notice, but I wondered if you could get your people to talk to Wes' people about the leak?" Gunn nodded. She sighed in relief. "Thank god! Thanks Gunn! And if you bump into Knox, tell him to get to the lap as soon as he can. Thanks!"
Fred smiled and walked off.
- -
Harmony picked the mug off of her desk and started walking, her 'mission', to fetch Angel his blood.
Upon seeing her, Gunn nervously opened Angel's door to talk to her, to see Harmony already walking. Gunn clenched his fists and walked inside.
- -
"So, you've got the department heads at 11:00, your 1:00 with Mistress Shriva from human—I'm sorry—non-human resources got moved to 2:00. Swung by the cleaners. Zippo luck getting out the Frophla slime. Oh, and I took care of the catering for the big feuding demon clan confab, unless you have any requests," Harmony said to Angel.
"Achite vong mochzinite," he replied, clicking his tongue.
"Y'OK. Could you spell that?" Harmony asked her boss.
"My clicks are all wrong. You figure out the catering for tomorrow?" Angel asked.
"Helloo! I just. . ."
"Morning. Ready to do this thing?" Gunn asked Angel. Harmony looked up at him sadly, as they walked off. Not even a hi, she thought.
"So, about the, uh, catering? I really went above and beyond, 'cause I know this was very. . ." She started walking behind them, talking hurriedly.
Gunn heard her, but didn't turn around. He slammed the door in her face. "Your welcome," Harmony said sarcastically.
- -
Gunn opened the door to Angel's office. "Eli, come on in," he said to the man standing at Harmony's desk. She looked up at her ex, and looked at him almost pleadingly. She gave him a small smile. He gave her a sharp quick nod.
"Wish me luck kiddo," Eli said to the blonde. Harmony gave him to thumbs up. She then noticed Angel's mug. Usually she'd have waited until after Eli came out. . . but. . . Gunn would be in there. She could at least try ad talk to him.
"Angel, you forgot your. . ." Harmony gasped as Eli's head rolled to her feet.
"Get that cleaned up would you?" Angel asked.
- -
Harmony sat at her desk talking to Angel and Gunn. Or more, talking to Angel. Gunn was doing his best to ignore her. "I just. . . I don't get it," Harmony said. "Why'd you kill Eli?"
"Didn't much like what he was doing in his off hours," Angel replied.
"Well, that's not right. What Eli did in his own time. . ."
"Is dismember virgins," Gunn cut Harmony off, with a harsh tone to his voice.
"Oh. Well a person's religious beliefs is no cause for. . ."
"He did it for his own amusement," Gunn said.
"Oh. Well... OK. Still, couldn't you have given him a stern warning or something first?" Harmony asked.
"Called a zero tolerance policy, not a "maybe this once" policy. Nobody in this office gets away with murder, not anymore," Angel said, reflecting and thinking if that was really true.
"Mmm... let me guess. Position just opened up in accounting?" Lorne asked, walking over, watching Eli's body being carried away.
"Hardest part of the job, terminating an employee," Gunn decided.
"Once again, keeping corporate America safe from evil," Spike said, walking over, a slightly smug smile on his face.
"Spike," Fred said.
"I was wondering when you'd turn up," Gunn added. Harmony glanced at him. He was glaring at Spike. Was he still jealous? Did he still have feelings for her? Could she stand up now, and tell him everything was going to be all right? She wrinkled her nose. No, she couldn't. She just kept quiet.
Finally, Spike had said his goodbyes to everyone. He walked past Harmony's desk. "What?" Harmony asked. Spike turned to face her. "I don't get a good- bye just because I went crazy and tried to rip your throat out while we were having sex?" she asked him.
"Keep it simple, Harm. It suits you," Spike said smirking, before walking away. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she watched her ex walk away.
- -
". . .Sahrvins took offence, and they've been slaughtering each other ever since," Gunn said. He glanced at Harmony.
They, minus Spike, we all in a meeting, about two tribes ready to negotiate a truce. Harmony sat in the corner. Gunn was in front of her, but if he looked to the right, she was directly in his eye line.
She was beautiful. There was nothing wrong with a look.
"I, uh, finished the seating chart." Harmony shook her head, and focused on the meeting at hand. Dan, the man working in Lorne's office had just given Lorne a seating plan for the meeting.
Harmony risked a glance at Gunn, and looked down. She hadn't realised how flirtatious that look really was. Luckily, no one noticed. Except Gunn. He would pretend he hadn't. But he'd seen it.
Gunn stood up and walked in front of Harmony and round the table. Standing behind the green demon, Gunn smiled slightly at Harmony. She raised her eyebrows, confused, but her mouth twitched a smile.
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"Burkle's always giving Mr. Gunn the eye. Heard they used to be a thing." Harmony, drinking through a straw, looked up at that comment from one of her co-workers and frowned.
"I don't know," another girl said. "Alice said she and that Knox guy are pretty friendly."
"Maybe she's sleeping with both of 'em!"
"That's what I'd do." The two girls started giggling.
"Don't forget about Wesley. I get the vibe that he's, like, totally crushing over Fred," Harmony added. Could they have been right? Could Gunn have moved on that quickly?
- -
Harmony, after a certain camel incident in the lobby, had found herself out for a drink with Fred. "I just wish I were more like you. You know, except for the part about being all into science... and not having a lot up front. I mean, you have 2 hot guys after you," the blonde said.
"I do?" Fred asked.
"All the girls, they think it's Knox and Gunn. Course, I know it's Knox and Wesley, not that they listen. It is Knox and Wes, right?" Suddenly worried, Harmony glanced at Fred.
"Yeah—I mean, no. I—I don't know. I—we all work together, and there's a lot of baggage, and... Why am I telling you this?" Fred asked.
"Because we're totally bonding! We're like gal pals! This is awesome! You can teach me about life, and I can teach you how to dress better!" Fred frowned. What was wrong with the way she dressed?
"Um... They are both kind of hot, aren't they? Knox and Wes? I... Wait, why is everyone at the office so interested in who I might be dating?" Fred questioned. She hadn't mentioned Gunn. Harmony almost let out a sigh of relief.
"Because you're at the top. People wanna know what's happening with the big wigs. You'd think they'd ask me, but..."
"Why don't they? Harmony, do you— Do you not have many friends at work?" Fred asked.
After a conversation about people being non-vampires and vampires, Fred said: "Well, there's your problem. The undead, they're not exactly givers. I'm sure there are tons of straight guys who would love to get to know you."
"Well...there is one at the bar." Fred turned to look, but Harmony stopped her. "Don't! I think he's checking me out."
Gunn didn't want her. She was moving on.
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(Set during Harm's Way)
Chapter 5
"Gunn, I am so, so sorry!" Harmony said, following him into his office.
"I know, okay! Now can we drop the subject?" he questioned.
"But. . . I was wondering. . ." she continued.
"If we could get back together?" he asked. She nodded, biting her lip. "Of course! I love you Harmony!"
"I love you too Gunn. . ." They moved in to kiss. . .beep, beep, beep, beep.
Harmony opened her eyes, and slammed her hand down on the alarm. The beeping stopped. If only making it up to Gunn would be that simple, she thought.
She walked over to her shower, glanced in the mirror and rolled her eyes.
- -
Gunn straightened his tie, and walked into the lobby. He glanced up at the clock, and then to Harmony's desk. She wasn't there yet. He would make it up to her. He had to make it up to her.
- -
Harmony walked over to her sink, and brushed her teeth. She morphed, and brushed her fangs. Well, if she did get back together with him, it would be nice to have nice teeth, of course.
Who was she kidding? It was her own fault they'd broken up. She'd said she didn't care. She brushed her hair, and spritzed her neck with perfume. She looked at a pink shirt and a turquoise one. She frowned, and chose the pink
- -
"Morning Gunn!" Fred said, walking toward him. "I know this is short notice, but I wondered if you could get your people to talk to Wes' people about the leak?" Gunn nodded. She sighed in relief. "Thank god! Thanks Gunn! And if you bump into Knox, tell him to get to the lap as soon as he can. Thanks!"
Fred smiled and walked off.
- -
Harmony picked the mug off of her desk and started walking, her 'mission', to fetch Angel his blood.
Upon seeing her, Gunn nervously opened Angel's door to talk to her, to see Harmony already walking. Gunn clenched his fists and walked inside.
- -
"So, you've got the department heads at 11:00, your 1:00 with Mistress Shriva from human—I'm sorry—non-human resources got moved to 2:00. Swung by the cleaners. Zippo luck getting out the Frophla slime. Oh, and I took care of the catering for the big feuding demon clan confab, unless you have any requests," Harmony said to Angel.
"Achite vong mochzinite," he replied, clicking his tongue.
"Y'OK. Could you spell that?" Harmony asked her boss.
"My clicks are all wrong. You figure out the catering for tomorrow?" Angel asked.
"Helloo! I just. . ."
"Morning. Ready to do this thing?" Gunn asked Angel. Harmony looked up at him sadly, as they walked off. Not even a hi, she thought.
"So, about the, uh, catering? I really went above and beyond, 'cause I know this was very. . ." She started walking behind them, talking hurriedly.
Gunn heard her, but didn't turn around. He slammed the door in her face. "Your welcome," Harmony said sarcastically.
- -
Gunn opened the door to Angel's office. "Eli, come on in," he said to the man standing at Harmony's desk. She looked up at her ex, and looked at him almost pleadingly. She gave him a small smile. He gave her a sharp quick nod.
"Wish me luck kiddo," Eli said to the blonde. Harmony gave him to thumbs up. She then noticed Angel's mug. Usually she'd have waited until after Eli came out. . . but. . . Gunn would be in there. She could at least try ad talk to him.
"Angel, you forgot your. . ." Harmony gasped as Eli's head rolled to her feet.
"Get that cleaned up would you?" Angel asked.
- -
Harmony sat at her desk talking to Angel and Gunn. Or more, talking to Angel. Gunn was doing his best to ignore her. "I just. . . I don't get it," Harmony said. "Why'd you kill Eli?"
"Didn't much like what he was doing in his off hours," Angel replied.
"Well, that's not right. What Eli did in his own time. . ."
"Is dismember virgins," Gunn cut Harmony off, with a harsh tone to his voice.
"Oh. Well a person's religious beliefs is no cause for. . ."
"He did it for his own amusement," Gunn said.
"Oh. Well... OK. Still, couldn't you have given him a stern warning or something first?" Harmony asked.
"Called a zero tolerance policy, not a "maybe this once" policy. Nobody in this office gets away with murder, not anymore," Angel said, reflecting and thinking if that was really true.
"Mmm... let me guess. Position just opened up in accounting?" Lorne asked, walking over, watching Eli's body being carried away.
"Hardest part of the job, terminating an employee," Gunn decided.
"Once again, keeping corporate America safe from evil," Spike said, walking over, a slightly smug smile on his face.
"Spike," Fred said.
"I was wondering when you'd turn up," Gunn added. Harmony glanced at him. He was glaring at Spike. Was he still jealous? Did he still have feelings for her? Could she stand up now, and tell him everything was going to be all right? She wrinkled her nose. No, she couldn't. She just kept quiet.
Finally, Spike had said his goodbyes to everyone. He walked past Harmony's desk. "What?" Harmony asked. Spike turned to face her. "I don't get a good- bye just because I went crazy and tried to rip your throat out while we were having sex?" she asked him.
"Keep it simple, Harm. It suits you," Spike said smirking, before walking away. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she watched her ex walk away.
- -
". . .Sahrvins took offence, and they've been slaughtering each other ever since," Gunn said. He glanced at Harmony.
They, minus Spike, we all in a meeting, about two tribes ready to negotiate a truce. Harmony sat in the corner. Gunn was in front of her, but if he looked to the right, she was directly in his eye line.
She was beautiful. There was nothing wrong with a look.
"I, uh, finished the seating chart." Harmony shook her head, and focused on the meeting at hand. Dan, the man working in Lorne's office had just given Lorne a seating plan for the meeting.
Harmony risked a glance at Gunn, and looked down. She hadn't realised how flirtatious that look really was. Luckily, no one noticed. Except Gunn. He would pretend he hadn't. But he'd seen it.
Gunn stood up and walked in front of Harmony and round the table. Standing behind the green demon, Gunn smiled slightly at Harmony. She raised her eyebrows, confused, but her mouth twitched a smile.
- -
"Burkle's always giving Mr. Gunn the eye. Heard they used to be a thing." Harmony, drinking through a straw, looked up at that comment from one of her co-workers and frowned.
"I don't know," another girl said. "Alice said she and that Knox guy are pretty friendly."
"Maybe she's sleeping with both of 'em!"
"That's what I'd do." The two girls started giggling.
"Don't forget about Wesley. I get the vibe that he's, like, totally crushing over Fred," Harmony added. Could they have been right? Could Gunn have moved on that quickly?
- -
Harmony, after a certain camel incident in the lobby, had found herself out for a drink with Fred. "I just wish I were more like you. You know, except for the part about being all into science... and not having a lot up front. I mean, you have 2 hot guys after you," the blonde said.
"I do?" Fred asked.
"All the girls, they think it's Knox and Gunn. Course, I know it's Knox and Wesley, not that they listen. It is Knox and Wes, right?" Suddenly worried, Harmony glanced at Fred.
"Yeah—I mean, no. I—I don't know. I—we all work together, and there's a lot of baggage, and... Why am I telling you this?" Fred asked.
"Because we're totally bonding! We're like gal pals! This is awesome! You can teach me about life, and I can teach you how to dress better!" Fred frowned. What was wrong with the way she dressed?
"Um... They are both kind of hot, aren't they? Knox and Wes? I... Wait, why is everyone at the office so interested in who I might be dating?" Fred questioned. She hadn't mentioned Gunn. Harmony almost let out a sigh of relief.
"Because you're at the top. People wanna know what's happening with the big wigs. You'd think they'd ask me, but..."
"Why don't they? Harmony, do you— Do you not have many friends at work?" Fred asked.
After a conversation about people being non-vampires and vampires, Fred said: "Well, there's your problem. The undead, they're not exactly givers. I'm sure there are tons of straight guys who would love to get to know you."
"Well...there is one at the bar." Fred turned to look, but Harmony stopped her. "Don't! I think he's checking me out."
Gunn didn't want her. She was moving on.