Fic: The Baby Job 1/3(?) [Rated PG-13]
The Baby Job
By 2cbetter2
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to the Season 3 finale 'The San Lorenzo Job'
Pairing(s): Nate/Sophie
Word Count: 1,154 (this version)
Summary: The night Nate and Sophie spend together had consequences. How will Sophie tell Nate? How will Nate cope with being a father again? And how will it affect the team? Written for and took 1st place in leverageland's “Create an episode” and “Be the Writer” challenges.
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"Children are wonderful aren't they?" Sophie said, dreamily. “They're so innocent, so much everything we're not.”
Nate sipped his drink. “I suppose.” His eyes drifted over to where the rest of their family was watching Inception in his living room.
“Nate?”
“Hmm?”
“Nate, do you... I mean have you ever thought about having more children?”
He gestured towards Hardison and Eliot who were locked in a war of words while Parker ignored them, continued watching the movie. “I'd say we have children. Three of them.” By now the “kids” had progressed to a full blown popcorn toss. “I rest my case.”
Sophie smiled, and her hand drifted towards her midsection. “They're not exactly what I mean even if they all act like it sometimes.”
“Sophie, what are you saying, exactly?” Nate asked.
“Do you remember the night we spent together in San Lorenzo after we'd taken Moreau down?” At his nod she went on. “I'm asking you how you feel about children because I, uh, you're going to be a father again.”
Nate didn't say another word to her, just headed towards the door and the bar downstairs. Sophie was too stunned to react right away and didn't until Hardison noticed Nate was leaving. She started after him, telling them to keep on watching the movie.
She found Nate pretty much as she expected to find him, diving head first into a bottle of whiskey, and she managed to pull it away before he could refill his glass. However the problem wasn't solved as he just reached for another bottle. “Nate, we need to talk.”
“There's nothing to talk about.”
“There's plenty to talk about, and I need you to be not completely sozzled for this!” she replied, pulling away the second bottle.
He reached for a third bottle. “Not going to happen. Not after you told me something like that!”
Sophie didn't stop him this time. “All right then. You get tonight to do whatever you think you need to do to handle this but tomorrow, tomorrow we talk about how we'll deal with this for real, Nate.” She started towards the front door, writing a text as she walked out. Night everyone. Im going home XO - S.
*
“Okay, guys, listen up. There's something we need to tell you.” The team was relaxing at McRory's after successfully winding up another job when Nate called them over to where he and Sophie had been talking. The “kids” sat down at the bar, and waited for either Nate or Sophie to speak but she wasn't looking at any of them and Nate was too busy looking at Sophie.
Finally Eliot lost patience. “So what's going on?”
Nate took his off Sophie, had opened his mouth to reply when Sophie beat him to the punch.
“I'm pregnant!” she blurted.
Hardison's eyes went mega wide, while Parker looked a little puzzled, and Eliot just glared... in Nate's direction.
The hacker recovered his ability to speech first. “Yo, what did you say? Cuz, I thought I heard you say you were pregnant.”
“That's because she did say that, you idiot!” Eliot growled, smacking the back of Hardison's head while keeping his eyes on Nate.
“Hey, man, what was that for?!!” Hardison protested, rubbing his head.
Meanwhile, Parker's face lit up like a child's on Christmas morning, “So is it a boy or girl?”
Sophie's smile was teary when she answered. “I don't know yet, Parker. It's too early to tell.” The tears became harder to fight when the young woman flew around the bar to hug Sophie.
Hardison still rubbing his head asked, “Okay, not to be indelicate or anything but who's the baby's daddy?”
“Nate is.”
All eyes turned to Eliot.
“Eliot, man, what are you saying?”
“You heard me. The baby's father is Nate.”
“Eliot, have you lost it, man?” Hardison asked, stepping out of reach. “Cuz, ain't no way Nate's the daddy!”
“So you'd rather think believe Sophie has been sleeping around?” Eliot retorted.
“Eliot!” Nate finally spoke. “That's enough! He's right, Hardison. The baby... Sophie's baby is mine too.” With Hardison temporarily dumbfounded again Nate asked Eliot, “How did you know?”
Eliot shrugged. “Wasn't too hard to figure out with the way you two disappeared in San Lorenzo.”
“Not to mention the way y'all been dancing around each other for three years.”
“So are you going to get married now?” Parker asked suddenly.
“Parker, I don't think-”
Sophie interrupted. “Actually, Parker, we haven't really talked about that yet.” She shot Nate a look.
“Yo again, trying to not be insensitive here, but are we going to be taking on any new clients during the next 9 months? I mean Sophie having a baby is happy news and all but it won't be safe for her to grifting the kind of people we go after, will it?”
“I'll still be able to work for awhile, Hardison, and when I need to take time off for the baby I'll call Tara, ask her to fill in for me.”
“Sounds like everything's settled then.” Eliot said.
“Yeah, and I say this calls for a celebration, cuz our little family's growing!”
“I know it's a little late for dinner but, Eliot, would you mind?” Sophie asked.
“As long as Nate doesn't mind me messing up his kitchen.”
“Go ahead.”
Parker was still hanging onto Sophie as they started upstairs while Hardison flanked her other side. It was only when they reached the stairs they all realized neither Nate or Eliot were following.
“Y'all coming?”
“Yeah, in a minute.”
“Nate?”
“Go on up.”
Puzzled looked were shot their way but once they were gone Nate asked, “Got something you wanted to say, Eliot?”
Eliot nodded. “Yeah, just one thing. Don't you dare hurt her.”
“What does that mean?”
“You know what it means.”
“No, I don't.”
“You, the four of you, are the closest thing I have to having a real family, which is why I fight so hard to protect all of you from the scum we deal with. As along as I'm breathing, I'm not going to stand by while the people I care about are hurt, whether it's by scum or from within the family.”
“All I can say in response to that is I will try to not hurt Sophie but I can't guarantee I'll never screw up or won't ever make her cry again.”
“Try hard, Nate, because I swear if you hurt her I'll-”
Nate touched his shoulder. “I know, Eliot. I know.”
Sophie's voice interrupted them. “Nate, Eliot? Are you guys coming up anytime soon? I'm starving!”
With one last exchange of nods, Nate replied.
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By 2cbetter2
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: Up to the Season 3 finale 'The San Lorenzo Job'
Pairing(s): Nate/Sophie
Word Count: 1,154 (this version)
Summary: The night Nate and Sophie spend together had consequences. How will Sophie tell Nate? How will Nate cope with being a father again? And how will it affect the team? Written for and took 1st place in leverageland's “Create an episode” and “Be the Writer” challenges.
0o0
"Children are wonderful aren't they?" Sophie said, dreamily. “They're so innocent, so much everything we're not.”
Nate sipped his drink. “I suppose.” His eyes drifted over to where the rest of their family was watching Inception in his living room.
“Nate?”
“Hmm?”
“Nate, do you... I mean have you ever thought about having more children?”
He gestured towards Hardison and Eliot who were locked in a war of words while Parker ignored them, continued watching the movie. “I'd say we have children. Three of them.” By now the “kids” had progressed to a full blown popcorn toss. “I rest my case.”
Sophie smiled, and her hand drifted towards her midsection. “They're not exactly what I mean even if they all act like it sometimes.”
“Sophie, what are you saying, exactly?” Nate asked.
“Do you remember the night we spent together in San Lorenzo after we'd taken Moreau down?” At his nod she went on. “I'm asking you how you feel about children because I, uh, you're going to be a father again.”
Nate didn't say another word to her, just headed towards the door and the bar downstairs. Sophie was too stunned to react right away and didn't until Hardison noticed Nate was leaving. She started after him, telling them to keep on watching the movie.
She found Nate pretty much as she expected to find him, diving head first into a bottle of whiskey, and she managed to pull it away before he could refill his glass. However the problem wasn't solved as he just reached for another bottle. “Nate, we need to talk.”
“There's nothing to talk about.”
“There's plenty to talk about, and I need you to be not completely sozzled for this!” she replied, pulling away the second bottle.
He reached for a third bottle. “Not going to happen. Not after you told me something like that!”
Sophie didn't stop him this time. “All right then. You get tonight to do whatever you think you need to do to handle this but tomorrow, tomorrow we talk about how we'll deal with this for real, Nate.” She started towards the front door, writing a text as she walked out. Night everyone. Im going home XO - S.
*
“Okay, guys, listen up. There's something we need to tell you.” The team was relaxing at McRory's after successfully winding up another job when Nate called them over to where he and Sophie had been talking. The “kids” sat down at the bar, and waited for either Nate or Sophie to speak but she wasn't looking at any of them and Nate was too busy looking at Sophie.
Finally Eliot lost patience. “So what's going on?”
Nate took his off Sophie, had opened his mouth to reply when Sophie beat him to the punch.
“I'm pregnant!” she blurted.
Hardison's eyes went mega wide, while Parker looked a little puzzled, and Eliot just glared... in Nate's direction.
The hacker recovered his ability to speech first. “Yo, what did you say? Cuz, I thought I heard you say you were pregnant.”
“That's because she did say that, you idiot!” Eliot growled, smacking the back of Hardison's head while keeping his eyes on Nate.
“Hey, man, what was that for?!!” Hardison protested, rubbing his head.
Meanwhile, Parker's face lit up like a child's on Christmas morning, “So is it a boy or girl?”
Sophie's smile was teary when she answered. “I don't know yet, Parker. It's too early to tell.” The tears became harder to fight when the young woman flew around the bar to hug Sophie.
Hardison still rubbing his head asked, “Okay, not to be indelicate or anything but who's the baby's daddy?”
“Nate is.”
All eyes turned to Eliot.
“Eliot, man, what are you saying?”
“You heard me. The baby's father is Nate.”
“Eliot, have you lost it, man?” Hardison asked, stepping out of reach. “Cuz, ain't no way Nate's the daddy!”
“So you'd rather think believe Sophie has been sleeping around?” Eliot retorted.
“Eliot!” Nate finally spoke. “That's enough! He's right, Hardison. The baby... Sophie's baby is mine too.” With Hardison temporarily dumbfounded again Nate asked Eliot, “How did you know?”
Eliot shrugged. “Wasn't too hard to figure out with the way you two disappeared in San Lorenzo.”
“Not to mention the way y'all been dancing around each other for three years.”
“So are you going to get married now?” Parker asked suddenly.
“Parker, I don't think-”
Sophie interrupted. “Actually, Parker, we haven't really talked about that yet.” She shot Nate a look.
“Yo again, trying to not be insensitive here, but are we going to be taking on any new clients during the next 9 months? I mean Sophie having a baby is happy news and all but it won't be safe for her to grifting the kind of people we go after, will it?”
“I'll still be able to work for awhile, Hardison, and when I need to take time off for the baby I'll call Tara, ask her to fill in for me.”
“Sounds like everything's settled then.” Eliot said.
“Yeah, and I say this calls for a celebration, cuz our little family's growing!”
“I know it's a little late for dinner but, Eliot, would you mind?” Sophie asked.
“As long as Nate doesn't mind me messing up his kitchen.”
“Go ahead.”
Parker was still hanging onto Sophie as they started upstairs while Hardison flanked her other side. It was only when they reached the stairs they all realized neither Nate or Eliot were following.
“Y'all coming?”
“Yeah, in a minute.”
“Nate?”
“Go on up.”
Puzzled looked were shot their way but once they were gone Nate asked, “Got something you wanted to say, Eliot?”
Eliot nodded. “Yeah, just one thing. Don't you dare hurt her.”
“What does that mean?”
“You know what it means.”
“No, I don't.”
“You, the four of you, are the closest thing I have to having a real family, which is why I fight so hard to protect all of you from the scum we deal with. As along as I'm breathing, I'm not going to stand by while the people I care about are hurt, whether it's by scum or from within the family.”
“All I can say in response to that is I will try to not hurt Sophie but I can't guarantee I'll never screw up or won't ever make her cry again.”
“Try hard, Nate, because I swear if you hurt her I'll-”
Nate touched his shoulder. “I know, Eliot. I know.”
Sophie's voice interrupted them. “Nate, Eliot? Are you guys coming up anytime soon? I'm starving!”
With one last exchange of nods, Nate replied.
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