Fic: Losing Ground [15]
Fic: Losing Ground [15]
Author: LMX
Fandom: Leverage
Rating: PG
Pairings: None
AN: See parts [2] and [3].
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[15]
[You're crazy.] Eliot signed sharply, standing up, casting a glance at Parker's empty seat and walking away from the sofas where they'd been holding the briefing. Nate watched him go before meeting Hardison's serious gaze. He looked to Sophie who was also waiting for him to act.
Hardison made a quick shoo-ing 'away with you' motion at the same time as Sophie said "Talk to him, Nate."
Resigning himself, Nate stood and followed Eliot out. He knew this wasn't going to be good when Eliot wasn't in the kitchen but stood in the hall by the front door, shoulder pressed into the corner and back to the door itself.
Eliot didn't look at him, but his posture changed from defeated to defiant as Nate stepped into the hall and closed the door behind him, mirroring Eliot's position.
"Tell me?" he asked.
[We carry on?] Eliot asked.
"Parker told us..." Nate started with a sigh.
[No. Stop.] Eliot shook his head, looking physically pained. He wrapped his arms around himself as he sank to his haunches, resting his hands on his knees, limp.
"Eliot, Parker didn't ask us to keep working." Nate said firmly. "She told us that we had to. She wants to know the jobs we're taking, how we're pulling them off. She wants to still belong to something."
He sighed as Eliot just sat there, unresponsive.
"It's not your fault she got hurt, Eliot. You know that, don't you?"
Eliot didn't reply, he just stood and walked out of the door.
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Author: LMX
Fandom: Leverage
Rating: PG
Pairings: None
AN: See parts [2] and [3].
[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] [9] [10] [11] [12] [13] [14] [15] [16] [17] [18] [19]
[15]
[You're crazy.] Eliot signed sharply, standing up, casting a glance at Parker's empty seat and walking away from the sofas where they'd been holding the briefing. Nate watched him go before meeting Hardison's serious gaze. He looked to Sophie who was also waiting for him to act.
Hardison made a quick shoo-ing 'away with you' motion at the same time as Sophie said "Talk to him, Nate."
Resigning himself, Nate stood and followed Eliot out. He knew this wasn't going to be good when Eliot wasn't in the kitchen but stood in the hall by the front door, shoulder pressed into the corner and back to the door itself.
Eliot didn't look at him, but his posture changed from defeated to defiant as Nate stepped into the hall and closed the door behind him, mirroring Eliot's position.
"Tell me?" he asked.
[We carry on?] Eliot asked.
"Parker told us..." Nate started with a sigh.
[No. Stop.] Eliot shook his head, looking physically pained. He wrapped his arms around himself as he sank to his haunches, resting his hands on his knees, limp.
"Eliot, Parker didn't ask us to keep working." Nate said firmly. "She told us that we had to. She wants to know the jobs we're taking, how we're pulling them off. She wants to still belong to something."
He sighed as Eliot just sat there, unresponsive.
"It's not your fault she got hurt, Eliot. You know that, don't you?"
Eliot didn't reply, he just stood and walked out of the door.
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