Tricked Chapter 2, a jag fanfic

AN: this one's short cause the next one will be a LOT longer if I can't find a way to somehow cut it in half.

Anyway, the 300 camels thing... it actually happened to my sister in Tunisia when she was there with her class for their High School graduation trip. She didn't elaborate whom the camels were offered to, but a guy did in fact offer 300 camels for her... rofl.

Now I don't like to resort to any sort of blackmail, but guys, come on, unless I get more reviews, I'll send the rest of the fic by PM to michelcz who was the only one to bother with reviewing. I'm not asking for praises, god no, just if you want to read more of this fic and my favourite: constructive reviews about what I could've written better or what you liked particularily in the specific part.

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Loren was making her way across the bullpen, headed towards Harm's office with a file in her hand. The file of one of his cases that had been delivered to her by mistake.

She saw his closed blinds and door, but knocked nonetheless. After hearing some muttering from the inside, which she surmissed was his order to enter, she opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind her.

Only her love for her career had stopped her from bursting into laughter at the sight of her superior officer waxing Shakespearean texts. A proposal, no less.

Then came the shocker. Or several shockers, actually. He then proceeded to speak fluently in several different languages.

'Who would've thought he speaks so many languages?'

What little French she remembered from High School helped her to understand he was speaking of love and marriage. Proposal again. She had the feeling that the theme was consistant in other languages too.

'What is going on here?'

By the time he came to Gaelic Loren had already given up on being surprised, but this one managed to surprise her again. It was definitely not a modern language, but a beautifully-sounding one nonetheless. Quickly a plan was forming in her mind, on how to take the best possible advantage of this situation, to further along her career and to have something to hold over the until-now-impregnable Commander. While she was definitely above stealing and lying, she wasn't above taking advantage of every opportunity that presented itself to her. Her little voice, the one that always came up when she was lying to herself started screaming at her. It was also telling her that this was a dangerous game she was playing, but something was driving her and she heeded no warnings.

She waited until he'd switch to English (at least she'd hoped he would), opened the blinds and the door, barely restrained herself from giggling at his hillarious speech and when he was done speaking she announced loudly, making sure everyone in the bullpen had heard: "I accept."

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