Beauty and Rage (Leverage Fan Fiction)

13. When You Go And I'm Alone

The next morning, Eliot didn't have to be anywhere early, so he stayed in bed with Andy.

He had his earbud in so that way if anything happened, he'd know about it. He would only pick up a few words or sentences here or there, but other than that, his attention was completely on the sleeping woman in his bed.

She was laying on her hip with her shoulders pressed to the mattress. The material of her white t-shirt was coming down a little too much and revealing her black lacy bra.

Eliot pulled her shirt up just to cover her bra and then he traced his fingers up and down her arm.

Not many words had been shared between the two after he told her that he kept the team safe. He didn't know how she felt about it. She was hard to read sometimes and now, she was trying to keep her features void of any and all emotions.

Her blonde curls were more like thick waves now and they were just about everywhere.

"How come Eliot gets to stay in bed?"

"Shut up, Hardison." Eliot mumbled, turning his head away from Andy.

"This house has mice and rats and all sorts of creatures under it. I don't-I am not going under it! I got allergies!"

"It's your person who has to. I can't come play your part." Eliot told him. "Quit being a baby and just do it. It's not going to kill you."

"Do you know that? No! You don't! I could get some rat disease—,"

"Who are you mumbling to?" Andy grumbled as she turned to face Eliot, who was laying behind her.

"Hardison. He's being a baby." Eliot leaned over and kissed her lips softly. "Good morning."

"Please don't do anything while you're on the comms, Eliot." Sophie told him.

"I'm not!"

"What?" Andy giggled a little at Eliot and lifted her hand up to rub his scruffy jaw. "Shouldn't you be out there helping them?"

"That is an excellent idea!" Hardison exclaimed. "Get your hillbilly ass—,"

"I'm gonna kick your ass, Hardison. Do your job and I'll come in and do mine." Eliot threatened.

"Be nice to him." Andy rubbed his arm. "So what do you have to do today?"

"Well for right now, lay right here with you."

"That sounds great." Andy turned over to face Eliot and closed her eyes as she nuzzled her head under his chin. One leg of hers was thrown up and over both of his and her arm stretched across his torso, claiming him as her own.

"What do you have to do today?" He asked her, slipping his hand down underneath the blanket to rub up and down her back where her shirt met her shorts.

"Hmmm. Well, for now I'm gonna stay right here with you."

"Sounds good." Eliot chuckled softly. "But what about breakfast?"

"I'll be okay."

Almost as if it was planned, Andy's stomach growled and she giggled.

"I don't want to get up yet." She told him.

"What if I go get breakfast?"

"No, no, no. Stay with me." Andy shook her head and squeezed him a little.

•*•*•

Reaching out to grab Eliot, Andy realized she was alone in bed.

"Eliot, get back in bed." She whined, rolling over to take up his side of the bed. However, when no one replied, Andy lifted her head up and looked around the room.