Remmy DeLaRose; Grifter/Thief
Elliot Spencer; Hitter
Put the two together and you get a power couple.
This is my first ever fan-fiction so it won't be amazing but I will definitely try. I loved the show Leverage and I wanted to put myself in the...
"Victor Dubenich, executive Vice President in charge of new technology development over at Bering aerospace. Uh rich daddy, trust fund, Yale m.b.a, blah, blah, blah.." Hardison explains while watching Elliot climb over his legs.
I get a beer out of the fridge and see a Swedish milk chocolate bar.
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*This is what Remmy is wearing.
Yummmy!!!
I pick it up and yell into the living room.
"Hardison! Can I have this chocolate bar?"
"What's mine is yours baby girl!" Hardison replies, a smile in his voice.
Oh hell yeah! Chocolate is my life!
They continue talking.
I walk in and sit on the farthest couch to the left, on the right of Hardison, next to Parker.
"Thanks sweetie." I tell him with a wink and a huge smile spreads across his face, looking away from nervousness.
I see Elliot and Parker glaring at us.
Someone's a little jealous.
"Victor. Now when was the last time you heard of a Victor?" Nate asks, looking at the tv screen that is displaying all kinds of files about Victor Dubenich.
Elliot leans forward.
"Vietnam. Town called Ban Houei Xai."
Sophie looks up at him.
"Chinese border." Elliot looks back at her, leans back with a hesitant smile on his face and says, "That's an odd thing for you to know."
Sophie keeps the eye contact, her trademark smile on her lips and the smile on Elliot's face wiped away.
"That's an odd place for you to be."
As they stare at each other, tension builds up. Finally Hardison starts talking as Nate just smiles at them like a father watching two children argue.
All of a sudden my phone rings. Everyone stops what they are doing and stares at me as I check the caller I.d. It's the cafe, probably Caleb checking to see if I'm okay cause I haven't been to work in a couple days.
"Sorry I have to take this." I say as I get up. Everyone just nods and watches me as I pick up.
"Hey babe." I say into the phone. I call everyone 'babe' or any pet name. Every one at the cafe does that. I was never blessed with a loving family who would call me those cute, sweet names, they would just call me hurtful names, so much I grew up thinking my name was "piece of shit".
