The Queen and Her King

mon chéri

A/N

*Just a little extra bit of fluff before we plunge into the real part of the storyline, come on who doesn't like a little extra fluff in their life?*

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Third Person

While Ben went on his journey to find Mal, Harry had been texting Brielle and she wasn't answering, at all. That's not like her at all, she always texts him back very promptly, but it had been too long. Harry being his overprotective self decided to go check on her. He knew she should be in her office at this time, so he went ahead and threw on some proper jeans and shoes and grabbed his hook on the way out.

Harry softly knocked on Brielle's office door, but there was no answer, also very unusual,

"Brielle?"

Harry called through the door, nothing. Harry was getting a little worried now, he tried the doorknob but it was locked as always. He unhooked his hook from his belt loop and went ahead and picked the lock, Harry's overprotective nature overriding any sense of Brielle just not being there.

Harry heard the click and opened the door, panicking a little more as all he saw was Brielle with her head rested on her arms, at first thinking the worst as he does. He relaxed as he saw the rise and fall of her breathing, taking a bit of a sigh of relief as she had frightened him a little bit. He calmly walked in and hooked his hook back onto his belt loop and closed the door behind him before walking to Brielle, he looked around her desktop and saw the paperwork she was slaving over, the half-full cup of now cold tea, and her glasses not even folded all the way. Harry stood behind her and slowly ran his hands onto her shoulders and gently began rubbing her shoulders,

"Brielle darlin', it's time ta wake up"

He whispered as he bent down to be closer to her. Brielle shifted and lifted her head some,

"Har?"

She whispered in her sleepy voice as she turned her head to look up at him. Harry cooed some and loosely wrapped his arms around her neck from behind,

"I believe someone needs a wee break, yer not one ta fall asleep on the job bonnie lass"

Brielle quickly shook her head to awaken her senses,

"What time is it?"

She frantically asked. Harry looked up at the clock on the wall behind them,

"It appears ta be just past three in the afternoon, when did ya doze off?"

She sighed in relief,

"Maybe for fifteen minutes, I shut my eyes and before I knew it I was out I guess"

Brielle began shuffling the papers on her desk to regain her bearings, one paper caught Harry's eye,

"Wait a second, is this another decline for yer cases ta bring another group of VKs over?"

Brielle took the paper in her hands and stared at it, slowly shaking her head and sighing before putting one hand to her head,

"Yeah... it is. The fifth time they've declined. Well, this time they want a rebuttal for all of these counter-arguments, so essentially now I have to write a whole new set of points... again"

Brielle said as she pointed to different parts of the paper to show Harry. He slowly took the paper and read over the notes made in the document,

"Are ya kiddin'? Ye've worked so hard on this and they still are being this nitpicky? When did this happen?"