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Summary: The merging and continuation of BtVS and AtS. Starts just after 'The Girl in Question,' 5.20, and continues from there.
Recap: Buffy found out that Andrew's been keeping secrets, namely those regarding a certain bleached vamp, and decided to postpone his pummeling by making an important phone call instead. Takes place during 'Power Play,' 5.21.
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Harmony Kendall was having a good day. Despite, or maybe because of the chaos erupting in every corner of the office that she found incredibly amusing, what with the upcoming apocalypse and all. Everyone could feel that it was brewing, could feel that something evil was in the air, especially now that they thought their boss was without a soul, which just left the rest of Angel's crew pretty pissed off. Just woke up and poof, he was acting all evil again! Well, it might have had something to do with the night he'd spent with his girlfriend, Little Miss Drools-A-Lot. Although, how anyone could find perfect happiness with someone that had a hairier back than he did, was beyond Harmony's guess.
But, other than that, she was definitely having a good day.
The phone on her desk chirped at her to answer it, but she wanted nothing more than to ignore it and watch the impending spectacle that would no doubt unfold since Angel's crew was currently dissenting from under the thumb of the boss. This should prove to be a fun show, however it was no reason to ignore her duties just because she was bored.
With a sigh of resignation, she picked up the ringing receiver, still keeping an eye on Wesley as he and Lorne tried to quietly discuss Angel's uncharacteristic behavior. Hello? Didn't they know she was a vampire, with the supersensitive hearing and all?
"Good afternoon, you've reached the offices of Wolfram and Hart. How may I help you?"
"Hi, is—Wait...Harmony? Is that you?" said the familiar voice on the other end of the line.
And Harmony's good day came to an abrupt halt. Of all people to be calling, it had to be the Slayer. Damn!
She laughed nervously, before saying, "Hey...Buffy, how's it going? Nice to hear from you after so many years. So, I hear you're dating The Immortal? How's that going for you?"
"Not really calling to discuss my love life, Harmony," came the Slayer's dry reply. "So, you're working for Angel now? That's...interesting. Is he around, by the way...o-or Spike?"
"Hmmm, that's funny cuz the topic of your love life has been big news here in the office lately. But anyway, Angel's in an important meeting and doesn't want to be disturbed. Something to do with the impending apocalypse, no doubt. And Spike, well, I never see him around anymore since we had our little, you know, thing after he recorporealized. There was weirdness there," she finished with a shrug.
Buffy was silent for several seconds before she asked smoothly, "What apocalypse?"
"Oh, you know, the Seniors Partners have it in for Angel and are probably gonna unleash Hell on earth, blah blah blity blah, but we're not sure whose side he's on or even if he's still with the soul-having since his werewolf girlfriend...you know, Nina, stayed with him last night. The rest of the crew are trying to figure it out. Anyway, same ol' crap, just another day," she finished simply.
And then a thought came to her.
"Oh, um, I'm probably not supposed to tell anyone, especially you, about what's going on around here. Um, I was just kidding anyway. You know me, always with the comic relief. You can just forget I said anything, k, Buffy?" she said nervously. The last thing that anyone would want is the Slayer sniffing around trying to stick her pointy nose into the business of Wolfram and Hart, Harmony thought, hoping she'd backtracked well enough.
"Sure thing, Harmony. You're...uh secret's safe with me. Well, it was really nice talking to you again. Gotta go," she spoke in a rush, her voice way too cheery. And then the line went dead as Buffy ended their conversation.
"Geez, rude much?" Harmony muttered to herself. Just because she was the Slayer didn't give her the right to disregard proper phone etiquette. Oh well, she thought as she picked up some papers, intending to put prettily colored labels on them before she filed them.
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Buffy sat on her bed trying to process what she'd learned in her very short conversation with Harmony. Geez! If Angel was concerned about the leaking of company information, Harmony was obviously a bad choice as secretary.
So, he was finally seeing someone, huh? And Spike had had a thing with Harmony? And the great news just keeps on a coming, she thought sarcastically. But she'd have to deal with all that drama later.
Well, now she knew where that feeling she'd been having lately was coming from. Another apocalypse, no less. She sighed as she got wearily to her feet, giving her big bed another regretful glance as she realized sleep would be a very long way off. Saving the world was probably more of a priority.
She made her way into the kitchen in search of Andrew by following his muttered curses as he no doubt flambéed another of her pans. She stood in the doorway, watching as he tried to light the gas burner with a lighter and, in order to divert his imminent massacre of her kitchen, she cleared her throat. When he saw her standing in the door way, he stopped his attempt at cooking to look sheepish and no doubt wondered if she was gonna start up where they'd left off in the living room. But he obviously saw the disheartening look on her face as he asked, "What's up, Buff?"
"We have big trouble, Andrew. Like end-of-the-world type big. I need to know everything about Wolfram and Hart, about Angel, about their whole operation. There's something going on, something we don't know about, and I'm gonna find out what it is and when it's going down."
He nodded hurriedly, saying, "I'll go call my contacts in L.A. and get my files."
"That's a start, but not good enough," she interrupted. "By all means, call your contacts and ask them to keep an extra close eye on the goings on and report back to us often, but we need to do something more drastic, and fast. My Slayer sense is telling me that this is gonna be happening within the next few days. I think it's time to call in the big guns."
"What do you mean? We don't have any guns. Or do we, cause Mr. Giles never told me about any guns."
Buffy rolled her eyes. Ignoring his questions, Buffy continued. "We need to call an emergency Scooby meeting. Call Giles, tell him we're coming to London...we're ALL coming to London."