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Harmony sat at her desk, trying to appear cool and collected like it was just any other day, but inside she was a mess. She was more nervous than the day she had found that dead guy in her bed, she still couldn't remember his name. T something.
"Harmony!" Angel barked from his office door.
"They made me do it!" she squeaked.
Dismissing his secretary's behavior as Harmony being ... well, Harmony, Angel just shook his head and got back on topic.
"Wesley forgot a book in his office and Teresa's on lunch. Will you get it for us?"
Harmony stood up quickly and almost fell as one of her high heels caught on a wheel of her chair but managed to catch herself.
"No problem boss."
Frowning at her too-wide smile Angel returned to his office. He had more important things to worry about than Harmony acting strangely, they still couldn't agree on what to do about Giles.
Harmony waited until the door clicked shut before grabbing the large pink bag she'd dug out of her closet and hurried to Wes' office. She easily found the book sitting in the middle of Wesley's desk and scooped up the thick volume. Quickly scanning the pages Harmony growled softly upon discovering that this particular book would offer no assistance to her uninvited house guests. Frowning thoughtfully, the blonde tucked the book under one arm and eased out into the hallway, the theme to 'Mission: Impossible' playing in her head. She failed to stifle her nervous giggle, earning herself a look from a passing suit, then bit her lips and ducked into the nearest elevator, pushing the button that would take her to the fifteenth floor where the other books were kept.
The library was dark and Harmony switched to game face so as not to alert any one to her presence in the room. Since Wesley's arrival at Wolfram & Hart the room now held several bookshelves other than the one that housed the source books.
"Oh, crapola," she whined, surveying the many titles. She hoped to anyone who was listening that she didn't have to go through all of them. There had to be, like, thirty!
Scanning the shelf closest to herself, one book in particular caught her eye. Well, actually the little gold leaf unicorn on the spine caught her eye. Looking around guiltily, Harmony quickly pulled the book from the shelf and opened it.
"The European unicorn was nearly hunted to extinction in the Middle Ages," a voice boomed in the empty room.
Squeaking in surprise, Harmony dropped the book, which continued to read itself aloud.
"Its spiral horn, coveted by many..."
"Oh shoot!" Harmony exclaimed, diving at the book and slamming the cover shut. "Shut up, shut up!"
Silence descended on the room once again and Harmony sighed in relief.
"Jeez, way to be stealthy," she berated herself as she replaced the book.
After checking to make sure she hadn't drawn any attention to herself, Harmony quickly perused the other shelves. God, how many spell books did one guy need?
Grabbing one that looked promising the blonde cautiously eased open the cover. When it didn't start reading itself to her she let out the breath she'd been holding and skimmed through the pages. It looked okay. Checking her watch she decided that it would have to do. She'd been gone almost twenty minutes and Angel would send someone looking for her soon. Tucking the spell book into her bag she scooped up Wes' requested book, turned to the door and let out a shriek.
Angel winced as the sound assailed his sensitive ears.
"God!" Harmony exclaimed, hand over her still heart. "What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"
"What are you doing in here? The book is in Wes' office."
Harmony quickly thrust the book at the older vampire.
"Somebodymovedit," she said quickly.
Angel took the book, frowning thoughtfully.
"Harmony, are you okay?"
"Okay?" she asked, eyes wide.
"You just seem a little ... jumpy."
"Oh, that," she laughed nervously. "Coffee! Lots and lots of coffee! It's certainly not like I'm stealing spell books for evil vampires or anything!"
She laughed again.
"No, no, it's just the coffee. No more Starbucks for me, no sir."
He looked at her again, that same lost expression on his face and she returned his stare with big, innocent eyes and the same too-wide smile.
"Why don't you take an early lunch," he suggested at length.
"Okay," she agreed, almost before he'd finished speaking, then darted past him to the nearest elevator.
As the doors slid shut, Harmony slumped against the wall. She sure hoped that Buffy and Spike appreciated that book. This secret agent stuff was hard!