Breathe

A/N - I’ve no idea where this came from. Seriously. I was getting ready for bed and then the next thing I knew I had a word document open and this appeared on the page. …Maybe I was abducted by aliens. …Evil fanfic-writing aliens… Riiiiight… Anywhoo, please read and review.

Oh, yeah, and Leverage isn’t mine. Darn it all to heck.

Eliot doesn’t ( Read more... )

Mistake

“Nate! Nate! Hold up!” Eliot rushed out after him, catching up just as the older man began fumbling for his keys, trying repeatedly to get the correct one into the door lock. “Nate, you’re drunk.”

“Well, yes, Eliot, that was in fact the purpose of my drinking,” Nate informed him calmly, the slight slur in his words the only difference between ( Read more... )

Family - Chapter Four

It was a brilliant plan, in Parker’s opinion. And fun, too. She’d never stolen a person before. Well, there was that one time, with that midget in Uruguay, but really she’d only borrowed him, so that shouldn’t count. And besides, he was nowhere near as wily as Eliot.

Eliot. She really missed him. It was odd, the way you never ( Read more... )

“Family” - Chapter Three

Hardison was in the kitchen when the yelling started. He froze, soda bottle half way to his lips, and quickly set it down, hurrying into the other room, anxious to see what all the commotion was about. He stood in the doorway, transfixed, watching the scene before him play out.

Parker and Nate stood opposite each other, ( Read more... )

“Family” - Chapter 2

Nate stood in an empty office, absently swirling a half-full glass of bourbon, and wondering at the strange turns his life had taken. Five years ago, he thought he’d spend the rest of his life with his wife, his son, and that damned company, chasing thieves to the far reaches of the globe and back. He never would have believed ( Read more... )

Family

It was Parker that finally got to him, in the end. Eliot had gone to his apartment (not home, because home had gotten blown up months ago) after playing a double set down at the old ‘Bull-rider’s Tavern’. He was tired and dirty from baking beneath the stage lights, and the dust that he’d kicked up from the walk to his truck had stuck to his ( Read more... )

Hesitate
It took longer than it should have for them to turn around. Long minutes that were wasted, out of stubbornness, or pride. But finally the time of indecision passed, and Nate and Sophie turned around at exactly the same instant, locking eyes and smiling, until their peripheral caught sight of the empty air where the rest of the team should ( Read more... )