When they walked into the office, somebody was awaiting them already. Smiling broadly the blonde woman was sitting in Harm's chair, her feet propped up on his desk. With a small smirk he acknowledged the woman who was claiming his turf. Even though he hated her constant attempts to somehow get into intimate contact with him, he had to admit that it also amused him and he was curious to find out what she had in mind at the moment. "Ma'am."

"Commander, what a pleasure to finally see you." Interpreting way too much into his smirk she leaned back self-confidently and just gave a slight nod towards his partner, who nodded back at her and sat down at her own desk, fully aware that Commander Krennick would rather be alone with Harm right now, but not giving that to her. On the one hand because she knew Harm didn't want that and that she was his buffer zone, but on the other hand she didn't want them to be alone either, fearing that one day Harm would give in to her temptations.

"We just got back from lunch, Ma'am." Answering truthfully Harm stood at ease and observed their commanding officer in his chair. "Do you need anything?"

Smirking she finally cleared the chair again and walked up to him, stepping into his personal space. "The same I always need Commander." With a smirk playing on her lips she tried to look as seductive as she could, knowing that he would understand that once more she was offering herself to him, but unaware that the Lieutenant junior grade rolled her eyes behind her back at the very moment, fully aware of what she wanted as well. "Paperwork." Krennick started hammering her fingers on a stack of files on Harm's desk. "Those were due this morning and you haven't even started yet!" Of course apart from trying to seduce Harm, she had an official reason to be there as well. "I expect those to be done by tonight, and I want you to personally deliver them to me! Is that clear Commander?"

"Aye Ma'am." Harm looked at her like a helpless puppy in the lion's den because he already dreaded what was ahead of him now, the paperwork, but even more so, having to deliver it to her alone, knowing she'd get even more obvious with her true intentions then. He had already considered to report her for sexual harassmet but knew that she was way too clever to get into trouble for that. He didn't have any clear evidences against her. Besides she was a good lawyer and he didn't want to ruin her career because she wasn't able to control her hormones. And admittingly it flattered him how hard she was trying to get into his pants.

"I'll be waiting." With another smirk and another nod she walked out of the office again.

"God, why doesn't she just get 'Fuck Me' tattooed on her forehead?" Rolling her eyes again Meg looked at Harm.

Shrugging he sighed and sat down in the previously occupied chair. "And here I was hoping she'd leave me alone now... I mean she saw that I'm seeing somebody, why doesn't she just give up?"

Getting up again Meg walked over to him and half sitting leaned against his desk. "Harm, she saw a woman under your shower. That doesn't classify as 'seeing someone' yet. That means you had a one-night stand or something, and now she knows you're not gay, so seeing that she's a woman she has a chance with you. She won't give up until you're married to somebody... on second thought, I doubt she'd give up even then."

Stunned he looked at his partner. "Okay first of all, she doesn't have a chance with me!" It was important to him that Meg knew that.

"In her eyes she does... besides you never know what might happen." Shrugging she pretended that she couldn't care less, while on the inside she started to feel a twinge of jealousy. She hadn't ever been jealous before she met him, but now every woman that came too close to her partner was a potential threat. What made it even worse was that she knew she didn't have the slightest chance with him either. She didn't posess him and he didn't even remotely return the feelings she had for him, hidden so deep inside. And that was something else she hadn't known before, that she could have such intense feelings for somebody, all the affairs she had had so far were fun and play for her, never had there been emotions involved. But then one day she met him and everything was new, she was flooded with all those feelings that she wasn't able to control.

"Nothing's ever gonna happen!" He growled, slightly angry that Meg could even think that was possible. There was only one woman he wanted, but ironically that was the only woman who was resistant to his charme and didn't want him. But even if she would, they couldn't have each other, so he tried to ban her and his desire off his mind, but failed miserably. "Besides, how the hell do you know all that stuff anyway? I mean that I'm not actually dating Maria, and that Krennick isn't going to give up and all that?"

Chuckling she looked down at him. "You're not seriously asking me that, are you?"

"I just did, didn't I?" Muttering he looked back at her, getting annoyed, not at her but at his own damn situation. The woman he wanted seemed to read him, and anybody around her for that matter, like an open book, the woman he didn't want kept on chasing him no matter what, and the woman he'd had to compensate his frustration was gone for now, so he'd have to live with the frustration that was rapidly building up again. "What is it, huh? You have a psychology degree or something, Miss Multitalent?"

Laughing she shook her head, amused by what he said and impressed because apparently he still remembered the first words spoken between them when they first met. "Something like that..." With a smirk she winked at him. "Call it female intuition or something, but it's just obvious. What happened under your shower was on your turf. But now you're here and at work again, and this is her territory. No other woman would dare to threaten her intentions like that here. She uses that to her advantage because she knows that none of the women here can get in her way because of the frat rules, and on the other side... the woman under your shower..." With a raised eyebrow Meg looked at him, not wanting him to know she remembered the name.

"Maria Elena Carmelita Moreno Gutierrez. That's her name...." Curiously he waited for Meg to finish.

"Right." Meg nodded, now having created the illusion that she couldn't care less. "Well she's on the outside and won't show up here."

Harm nodded, thinking about what Meg had said. "You know what? That even makes sense..."

"Well of course it makes sense. I told ya, there's more to me than appears to be." She smirked.

"I never doubted that partner." He smirked back at her.

After a short moment he spoke up again. "Say, your female psychological instincts don't happen to have an idea as to how I could get the dragonlady off my turf here again?"

"Sure do." Meg grinned mischeviously.

to be continued...