Eventually they managed to finish those reports, and after Harm had dropped them off in Commander Krennick's office, they were off the clock for the day. "Hey wanna grab dinner?" Harm smiled at Meg when they entered the elevator.
"Hmmm." Checking her watch Meg sighed. "Can't. I have tickets for tonight, and I'm running late already."
"Tickets?" Curiously Harm looked at her. "What kind of tickets?"
"This new movie theatre that opened... actually it's right around the corner from your place... I bet you've seen it." She smirked when Harm's eyes got real wide.
"Meg, that is a porntheatre." Putting emphasize on what exactly shocked him he looked over at her in complete disbelief.
"Ooooh, that explains why they're showing 'Buffy the Vampire Layer'... I thought that was a typo." Her smirk broadened.
"So you seriously have tickets for that?" Harm wondered if she was having one of her naive moments, of if she was just pulling his leg again.
"Well not today..." Smiling she looked at him. "This guy I knew in college, his band is in town and they play at a club and he gave me some tickets for their show. So I figured I'd drop by and watch the concert."
"Some tickets?" Harm kept on grinning.
"To be exact he said 'whoever you bring along gets in for free, Tornado'" The elevator doors opened and shrugging she walked out into the parking garage.
"Tornado?" Stunned about that Harm decided that he really didn't want to know how she got that nickname and after staring after her bedazzled for a moment he followed her out and quickly caught up with her again. "Alright, so how about I'll pick you up in half an hour and we go together?"
Knowing that he was dangling on her hook once again Meg gave him a stern look. "And just who the hell said I even want you there?" But since she did want him there she immediately started to grin mischievously. "And did you even consider I might already have a date?"
"Nah, you don't." He smirked back at her. "At least I doubt that... I mean you and all your psychological insights... you wouldn't take a date to see your ex-boyfriend and his band. He'd be disappointed then, and you wouldn't want that." They reached her car and he opened the door for her after she had pressed the button on her key to unlock it. "How was that for some psychological insights of my own, huh Doctor Austin?"
Laughing Meg leaned her arm on the opened door that was the only thing separating them now. "Pretty lousy. Fist of all he wasn't my ex- boyfriend..."
"Not?" That made him grin again because any other man in her life always made his heart twinge.
"Nope." Grinning back at him she sat down in her car. "Just a one-night-stand." With that she shut the door and enjoyed Harm's shocked and confused look. As soon as she had put the key into the ignition she opened the window. "I'll pick you up. And you better have some sandwiches or something ready when I get there cause I'm already starving. Wear some jeans and a shirt. I'll be there in twenty minutes." With that she kicked the gas down and drove off.
While he hurried to his own car now Harm shook his head in disbelief, shocked that this woman managed to take him by surprise with every little thing she did. There hadn't been a single day that had went by without him discovering something about her that just amazed him, either because of her unbelievable strength, her breathtaking beauty, her amazing intellect, her stunning spontaneity or something completely different. And deep down in his heart he knew that with each of those days and every of the surprises she had in store he fell in love with her a bit more; if that even was possible for his heart was beating just for her already.
As fast as he could, he raced back to his apartment, jumped under the shower, got dressed into his favorite pair of jeans and shirt before making the sandwiches she had asked for. As soon as he was done with that the door rang and he rushed to open it, stunned by the sexy figure he saw standing in front of him but also realizing this probably wasn't going to be quite the concert he was expecting. Swallowing he looked at her from head to toe and back up again. She was wearing black heavy biker boots, black cargo pants that had various silver chains attached to it and a black belt with little spikes was loosely falling around her hips. Again he had to swallow at the next thing that caught his eye and he pointed at the ring through her navel. "Is that real?"
"Yep." She grinned and again he had discovered something about her that he'd never expected.
His eyes continued to travel over her body, admiring the as well black, and tightly fitting shirt that was short enough to allow him the discovery of her pierced belly button but long enough to keep him from making any other discoveries. Over that she was wearing a loosely fitting black leather jacket. And her make-up was different from what he was used to as well. The red of her lips looked like she had painted them with blood while her eyes were surrounded by fine black lines and smoky eye shadow. Her hair still looked somewhat wet and rather wild, a couple of strands hanging into her face, the rest just tousled somehow. "I uhm... I made the sandwiches..." He didn't quite know what to say since he didn't want to tell her how incredibly sexy she looked, even though this look was unusual for her and he certainly didn't want to see her in that outfit every day.
What he hadn't noticed was that while he had been checking her out, she had done the same with him. "Forget the sandwiches, I gotta get you outta this shirt." Shaking her head she chuckled and started to unbutton the blueish, flowery Hawaiian pattern shirt and he noticed that her nails were painted black as well.
Grinning he watched her before his brain kicked in, making him think about her actions and reconsider his first assumption that she was going to seduce him right there because he looked so hot himself. "Wait, what?" Stunned he looked at her still busy hands.
"Harm, that's a rock concert..." Laughing she finished undoing the buttons. "And while I have to admit that you look awesome in this, the guys there would beat you up if you showed up in this Beach Boys outfit." She tossed the shirt aside. "I had a feeling you'd need this..." Handing him a black Guns'n'Roses tee-shirt she grinned. "So where are those sandwiches?" With that she started towards the kitchen while Harm wondered where she had been hiding the shirt and then put it on.
"Yours?" He asked, following her.
"Stole it from my brother when I was a teenager, that shirt survived a lot already and it's my favorite shirt ever, so help you god if anything happens to it." With a glare she pointed her forefinger at him.
"Your treasures are my treasures! I swear I'll be careful." Again he grinned at her and held his hands up, surrendering to her threat.
"Great, now that that is clear..." Grabbing a sandwich from the plate she started out of the kitchen again and took a huge bite.
"We're leaving already?" Harm quickly grabbed the other sandwich and followed her.
"We're late." She managed to get out, her mouth full with some more food.
When they were downstairs and walked out of the door, the next surprise awaited Harm. Not because Meg had completely devoured the sandwich by now, but because he couldn't see her white Mustang convertible anywhere, and he had expected to see it parked right in front of the house, half on the sidewalk or something like that, since Meg had the habit of parking her car however she happened to pull up somewhere. As long as it fitted somehow, she considered a car parked. That amused him but he knew that if she wanted to or had to, she could properly do it, though she preferred her own creative special way.
And apparently she had done it again this time, just not with the Mustang. "Over there." Knowing why he was confused now she pointed behind his red Corvette and approached the Harley-Davidson there and mounted it.
"From your brother as well?" Harm walked up to her.
"No way!" Laughing she handed him a helmet. "All mine, and I don't let anyone else drive it either." Motioning behind her she put on her own helmet and when Harm sat down behind her she started the engine. "Hold on tight!" She warned him and sped off, immediately making him realize why she had warned him.
As soon as he scooted up close to her, his chest was leaning against her back and his hands were touching her sides like they were made to hold her there, he forgot his shock about everything she had just confronted him with. Now he didn't know what to be more glad about, the fact that he had discovered yet another of her spectacular sides, or the fact that he got to touch her spectacular sides.
The drive didn't take long and they pulled up at a club where a crowd of people were lined up in front of the door, waiting for the bouncers to allow them access into it. Both Harm and Meg took off their helmets. "Whoa..." Harm spoke up. "Who woulda thought that you lead a secret life as rocker bride!"
"Oh please!" Rolling her eyes at him she got up. "I ain't no rocker bride! I don't even run around like this normally. Not even when I ride my bike. The event called for it... that's all."
"I see." He muttered, wondering what exactly she meant with 'the event', the concert or that guy who had invited her.
In fact the event really was a guy, just not the one he thought. Meg just loved to shock Harm and see him speechless and she knew she would succeed at that with her outfit and her bike. "Ready?" She motioned at the club.
"Uhh... I think so..." Again he noticed the long line and the lack of any colors except black, realizing why Meg wouldn't let him wear his shirt. Some of the guys in that line looked frightening indeed. "Wait, what are you doing?" He gulped when Meg completely ignored the line and started towards the tall and muscular bouncer.
"Hey Joe." Approaching him she smiled and pointed at Harm. "He's with me."
"Hey Meg." First he smiled back and then nodded, looking at Harm and back at her again. "Have fun. And oh, I heard you know one of those dudes? The lead singer?"
She nodded. "Rick, yeah, we met in college. Hey, is Sean around somewhere too?"
Sighing he shook his head. "We had a fight."
"Awww I'm sorry man, but I'm sure he'll cool down again." She patted his shoulder and then led Harm inside.
"Okay... two questions. How do you know that guy out there and who is Sean?" Harm asked as they approached the bar, yelling so she would hear him over the noise of the music they were currently playing.
"One answer: My brother Sean is his boyfriend." Meg had raised her voice as well before she laughed and motioned at the still empty stage. "It's just playback, they haven't even started yet, so we didn't miss anything."
"I hope that is the good news..." Muttering he followed her and they made their way to the front of the stage.
"They're good, don't worry." Meg was sensing some sort of dismay about him. Then she slightly frowned. "At least they were about five years ago..."
At that moment they appeared on stage and the crowd started to cheer when they saw the typical rock band. They fulfilled all the clichés, long hair, dark clothes, lots of tattoos and some piercings. Harm didn't pay much attention to the rest of the band though, the one he examined was the lead singer who grinned as soon as he saw Meg in the front row. Winking at her he greeted the crowd and Meg grinned back at him when they started their first song, a cover-version of 'Highway To Hell'.
After that some other classics followed and both Harm and Meg had a great time listening to songs like 'Another Brick In The Wall', 'Satisfaction', 'Knocking On Heaven's Door', 'We Are The Champions', 'The World Is Not Enough', 'It's My Life' and some others. After those they wanted to get the audience into a mood of melancholy and started to play 'November Rain'. When they finished that the musicians started the next song, but Rick signalled them to stop and walked up to the edge of the stage. "I would like to dedicate the next song to a woman here who made quite an impact on my life. Without her I wouldn't be the man I am today." With that he reached his hand down right to where Meg was. "You broke my heart, your brothers broke my bones... and still I can't even be mad at you. You'll always be the most special woman to ever cross my path. Come here and dance with me."
The crowd started to cheer even more while he helped Meg on stage and now signalled the rest of his band to start and again the first notes of 'Wicked Game' sounded.
The song started off slow and much to Harm's dismay Rick put his hand on Meg's hip and leaned in to her when he started to sing.
Harm watched it but growled. He knew it probably was just show, but he didn't like the way he was touching her. And he didn't like the guilty look in her eyes as she turned her back towards Rick and stared into the crowd.
By the end of the song Rick was holding her hand and looked at her begging. But for Meg he was just a guy she once knew, she didn't want to cause a scene, didn't want the situation to escalate. So she did the first thing she could think of and jumped into the crowd.
Of course stagediving wasn't unusual at a rock concert, so the crowd caught her and carried her away from the stage. For a moment she enjoyed that but then made them lower her to the ground again, and made her way back to Harm, who now was amused about that little stint. Laughing he looked at her.
"Let's just get the hell outta here." Muttering she grabbed his hand and dragged him to the exit.
"But they were good, I was just starting to enjoy the show..." Harm protested, but just to tease her.
She just shot him a dirty look. "I'm hungry, how about some burgers?" As soon as they arrived at her bike she mounted it.
"Whatever you want." Harm had to laugh again and climbed back behind her.