The Relocation Job Ch. 7
Title: The Relocation Job Ch. 7
Author: SageK
Rating: pg-13
Genre: Teamfic (Gen thus far with a focus on Eliot)
Summary: What happens after the finale?
Chapter 1-6: http://community.livejournal.com/whitepawns/3153.html#cutid1
“You know, the old offices had a sort of charm. Nate, where did you get the furniture we had there?” There was a note of desperation in Sophie’s voice as She stepped into yet another odd, little shop in the Old Port. They had been in and out of a dozen stores in the past few hours, and not one of them held couture clothing, shoes or high-end furniture.
After hearing Sophie’s plan for his office, Hardison had nixed it and said he’d find his own furniture. Seeing Sophie’s flabbergasted expression, Parker had piped up that she too would like to do her own interior design. Sophie’s horror quickly turned to annoyance as Eliot and Nathan suppressed snickers.
Peering around the store, Nate took a sip from his ‘soda’ bottle and shrugged. “I just pointed at a page in a catalogue and said I’ll take five. All of it.”
Sophie didn’t look all too pleased by this explanation, but seemed to prefer it to Parker’s haphazard stylings. Hardison had simply walked into the first modern furniture store and picked a bunch of clean lined furniture. The hacker chose a metal framed, glass top desk and Chicago box style shelving with low slung grey Carter chairs. Sleek and monochromatic in a way that Sophie had approved of.
What Parker seemed intent on doing to her office…that was a bit more trying on Sophie’s sensibilities. In one store she had picked an old white Nantucket desk with a cherry top. In Addo Novo, the store Hardison had made his purchases at, she picked a comfortable, ergonomic chair in black leather. At a little shop called Sunflower Style, she picked two chairs and Sophie had been elated that they were both the same style of Astrid arm chair. Then Parker indicated she wanted one in Mist Blue twill and another in a Passiflora print, with lush gem-hued flowers splashed across lustrous cotton sateen upholstery.
The chair incident nearly broke Sophie, while Hardison and Eliot found it highly entertaining. Not more than slightly buzzed, Nate reflected that perhaps the younger members of the team were working together to tease Sophie. But as he watched Parker dig through the vintage shop with vigor, he thought maybe the young woman was simply picking pieces she liked. Hardison seemed to be enjoying the whole team outing and Eliot….
Well, Nate was pretty sure Eliot was enjoying Sophie’s reactions as a subtle, harmless revenge for the whole First David conning-the-team thing. Surprisingly, it had been the retrieval specialist who had been most vocal about his displeasure over that situation when the team had gotten back together to finish the job, but had since gotten over it. Mostly.
Then again, Eliot seemed to be enjoying the outing and was currently carrying Parker’s latest find, a Marie side table, cream colored with curling, gilded vines on the front, without protest. When Parker stopped to contemplate a bird cut sideboard, Sophie raised a finger.
“You know, a coffee would be wonderful. There’s a shop across the street. I’m going to pop over there for a moment,” the grifter said a bit too brightly. Though Sophie really liked Parker and often gave her tips about how to behave around ‘normal’ people, the eclectic approach to home décor had obviously grown to be too much for her.
The three younger people nodded at her and Hardison asked, “When you come back, can you bring a Cuban Coffee? Thanks.”
Sophie nodded her assent and stepped toward Nate, asking, “Coming?”
“Sure,” Nate replied. As he turned, he saw Eliot smile as Parker victoriously lifted a white pedestal table with vintage floral designs on it. Hardison cocked his head and commented, “That’ll look nice by the blue chair.”
Following Sophie out of the store, Nate smiled to himself.
TBC
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Revie Please!