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Leverage. Nathan Ford. 067. Snow

Title: Gift Get Well
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 067. Snow
Rating: G
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy , comedian
Plot: Nathan Parker is sick and has to give him an idea about the moral ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it

"I think we should do it directly on the carriage." Hardison said.
"I think we should do it on the ground and then Eliot takes it and puts it on the truck." Said Parker, pointing Eliot Lined with the thumb of the big glove. The Bully shrugged and shook as they are.
"I think you're crazy," he declared, looking at both from under the edge of the bonnet of wool which had slipped over his eyes. At Boston, that December, the snow had fallen, the most incredible performance that led them out of the house of Nathan, in fact, that was just a diversion and not so original when they entered they discovered that their leader had taken a cold and that he went around the house, fever, sneezing and spreading their germs in the air. To do its very end, they agreed to leave.
Then, once they arrive safely in the street, had also met Sophie, she dressed as if they were in a ski resort and not in Boston, craziest winter he had ever seen. They had told Nathan that he had caught a cold and was upstairs in his pajamas, disheveled and with a pair of slippers shaped like a hare.
'It was a horrible sight. "Parker had said, grimacing in horror.
Sophie had taken very different from them: Parker had expected her to follow them to leave, but it was frowned and told all three to be great insensitive.
"What? Nathan is sick, and ye are gone! Mi ... I'm surprised at you, "he replied.
"Yes, but ... is not because we were afraid to peck a cold. "he mumbled Hardison.
"No. .. never mind. "Eliot said that he had diverted plus the eye.
"But how? We said ... "before Parker had time to finish the sentence, Hardison gave her a nudge. "Ah, but ..." she caught the eye of the hacker, who wanted to tell you something. He did not understand and so he shook his head. Parker looked at Sophie who had extended his arms, which was even more indignant.
"I can not believe it! Nathan is about to feel bad and you ... Good heavens, after all he has done to help you! "
" Ma .. but we will ... "Parker looked first Hardison Eliot, then, both against the face bewildered expression of Sophie. "The were going to take a little something to pull himself up morale,"
Eliot and Hardison had looked back.
"Yes, a ... little thought. "she continued, speaking in jerks, a little 'less sure of herself and what she was saying. "A little. No big deal. "
Sophie did not believe, had not lost the air and angry he had watched all three, before making a nod toward the street. "Go and buy a cough syrup instead. I climb up and see how he is. "
And so he did, leaving their three asphalt covered with snow that reached the ankles, shocked, disrupted and very doubtful.
'Buy? We can not ... "
Eliot had curled his lips and grabbed his arm. "Let's go." She cut short.

"We said that we were a little thought ... we can not leave empty-handed, "he noted Parker, once a pharmacy. He had talked the whole way and, helped by Hardison, had searched for something that would give pleasure to Nathan and Sophie as not to offend again.
"And what we find in the pharmacy?" Eliot had mumbled, putting a couple of boxes of tablets for fever and a small arsenal of cough syrup on the counter. "Of ziguly?
Parker put on an air of thoughtful and looked around. "Some portfolios? He asked, then. Eliot smiled pulled to the contract.
"Do not worry. It does not say seriously, "specific.
"No, I was very serious,"
Eliot was folded up and Hardison, half-heartedly asked him: "Why not bring it out?"
Hardison had followed the advice and, when Eliot was also released to the pharmacy, had found them to discuss in front of a snowdrift and a wheelchair, wondering what they had in mind. When he found out, declaring that they were both crazy, it had seemed the least.

Sophie, meanwhile, found Nathan had intent to prepare a broth, sneezing into with the same frequency with which he blew his nose. He had used a whole basket for paper towels that she had rushed to close the door and put to remember when she would go away.
Sky, Nathan, you should stay in bed! "He said, by way 'of greeting, when he had made it and had had to sit because, he said, the legs will not support him. Sophie was rushed and touched his forehead. "You also have a high fever. It is best if you put yourself under the blanket and other aspects that come back with the medicine. "
" Ah, just imagine! I'm fine ... I just need to eat something hot and get me some sleep. Tomorrow I will be back in shape ... I can not afford to be sick. There are customers who are waiting for us. "Belittled him, with a faint gesture of the hand. But then, seeing who could not take it, put that hand to support her whole head.
"You see that you are not right?"
"Sophie, I told you. It's just a cold. Come on, burning the soup, "she tried to get up, but she stopped him with a gesture and pointed to the authoritarian bedroom.
"I'll, Nathan. You go lie down! "
" But .. "
" Nathan. I said, go. a. lie down, "she scand.
Nathan followed the advice not to do, oddly enough, other stories, too weak to continue the discussion. It was truly a miracle, Sophie thought, taking the broth full of germs and throwing it in the sink. He prepared another and, while she ended up in the street, Parker and Hardison had just developed their plan and were preparing to implement it.
When Sophie brought the dish to Nathan, badly thrown on the bed, his nose red and swollen and a mound of soiled napkins on the table, the three were climbing the stairs. But neither of them inside the house could know what was going on. Sophie, even thought there could be nothing worse than Nathan that she let herself go that way. Needless to bully him to do so and believed not to feel bad. He was hurt all right.
"I brought you something to eat."
In response, Nathan blew his nose again and coughed.
'' Can you sit up? "
'lunch in bed." He said, before sneezing again. He pulled up, moaning from time to time, and placed the pillow so that the sorreggesse. "I should get sick more often, if this is the result."
"You're not so bad, if you feel the need to be funny." Sophie addressed him, handing him the pot. Nathan began to eat and in the meantime, his team had entered the house. The muffled sound of wheels came from the bedroom, Sophie turned, frowning, Nathan looked up from the plate and put down his spoon.
"Go and see that happens, please? "churches. "I can not do it to get up."
Sophie seemed to have heeded his words and, in fact, had only half listened, his thoughts turned to all that those three were up. Did not know whether or not he wanted to go and see what happens. "Do not move here." He advised.
"Who stand it?" Muttered Nathan.
Hardison and Eliot, in the living room, pushing a cart. Parker, however, carried a bag of drugs that produce the sound of bottles hitting against each other, which he did Sophie think that, instead of cough syrups, had bought the alcohol.
"He did not like it. Guys, trust me, not like, "but he spoke what was on top of the cart, not the large amount of syrup. Probably, if Nathan had seen what was in her living room, would have preferred downing an entire carboy of wine.
"Sophie?" Nathan's voice had grown higher, really powerful for a man who had a blocked nose and a pile of napkins on the table. "What happens there?"
"N-nothing ... Nathan. "Approached the other and, speaking in a lower voice, asked," What the hell are you thinking? "
" Sophie? "The requested
looked back. "All right, Nathan! Quiet! Parker brought ... medicine, "then turned toward them, hoping it was convincing enough. "Take it where you got it!"
"We did it," said Parker. "It 's our little thought for him,"
Sophie put her hand to his head. "Oh, no. Parker, no. Make it go away. Please! "
Just as he finished speaking, Nathan opened the door of the room. He wore those slippers back in the shape of hare Sophie, at first, had not noticed, but they did laugh again Parker and bring out a crooked smile on the faces of Eliot and Hardison. But she was more interested in the shocked face of Nathan who was very interested in the big snowman the snow was melting on the truck.
"Hardison," he thundered. "I'm too ill to be angry. That makes us all that snow in the house? "
The boy tried to blame now. He pointed a finger at Parker. 'It was her idea, I have nothing to do! "
" My? You found the truck, "she snapped, furious and indignant. "It was to do a little thought to Nathan, because Sophie kept us so much e. .." did not continue. Eyes red and glistening with Nathan said a lot about what he was thinking and on the spot where they could slip all the snow was slowly melting on its floor.
"Maybe you better go back to bed, Nathan." said Sophie. "It is not the case that ..."
"It was you!"
"What comes to mind! I sent them to buy medicine, "
" Ma .. a snowman in the house! I ... Yes, it's better if I go back to bed. "
With a wave of his hand and always staggering, Nathan came back. Sophie followed him, sighing, did not even know her for relief or despair, but before he disappeared, he looked back and tried to look each of them.
"We'll believe that he was delirious from fever." Hardison promised that seemed to have read the suggestion in the eyes of Sophie.
And they all said in agreement. Other than Parker, who looked with animosity to Hardison, ready to fight.

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Leverage. Nathan Ford. 017. Brown

Title: Escape in style
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Prompt: 017. Brown
Rating: G
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: General
Plot: Nathan and the others are on a mission, but will soon run away because they are to discover them.
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it

Parker went looking man who tried to cheat to Nathan, folded on the table, grabbed the chicken leg at both ends and was bitten as he only made the caveman. Between her and their target, knew which one was more shocked.
The fact that Sophie had taken the week off and that she had to do the seductress in her place and made her nervous at that moment he understood why she liked to slip in more ventilation ducts. She was a pickpocket, his specialties were the wallets, the Target jealously kept in the inside pocket of his jacket, thinking it was safer. Instead, for fun had they taken more than twice, and gotten a rebuke by Nathan, now, seemed unable to do anything but eat as if he had not eaten for days.
could not suppress a snort of disgust, while the broth was rolling along the side of his mouth and fell down to her last dress, brown as the leaves that covered the asphalt outside the local hip in which they had fled for protection by the sudden autumn rain. Hardison said something about the fashion autumn, when I had shown him and Nathan was immediately enthusiastic. Their happy, everyone happy, he remembered thinking. The rain, however, did not make anyone happy even in Hardison was forced to hear swearing through the headset, because he could not connect to the network to break into the target cell, as she was quite shocked by the behavior of Nathan.
"You do it from there ... Nathan, create a diversion. Eliot will pass the pen drive in three minutes. "
Parker glanced toward the entrance, from which Eliot was getting dressed waiter saw him place the wet umbrella in the umbrella stand and disappear in the kitchen.
"Off .. imo, om cro .. ate?" Nathan was saying.
"Croatian?" Repeated Parker. "Sure to be well ... Nat ... um ... John? Glanced at Target, but this did not seem to have noticed anything, he was so taken by watching the mouth of Nathan.
Nathan swallowed hard and wiped with a bunch of big jacket. The broth had left a stain that had taken a tone identical to the shirt: electric blue.
In response, Nathan decided to burp, so that Parker and the target jump.
"Hey, nice voice, cowboy," said Hardison, from his van.
"Excuse me, excuse me ..." he said. "Every both run away ... but as they say, better from above and below, "
He laughed and, as he did, he threw his leg in the pot half-eaten, splashing the broth on the tablecloth and also on the target that by launching a ' curse worthy of the character of Nathan, he rose.
"Oh, sorry, I'm so sorry. Isobel, you can help? "
Parker stood up, showing a smile that turned to him pulled. Nathan, meanwhile, casually, he took a pen drive from the tray carried by Eliot went away without stopping, and took his own towel flap, which had previously attacked neck, and passed without any restraint on the lips, gurgling as if he had to pull a spit. This allowed him to divert attention from Parker and its hands that had marched from the blackberry stock of the target, while he was trying to wipe off the chicken broth, Nathan, and also from his hands, which disappeared from the pen drive, now safe in the sleeve of his jacket.
"No, it does not matter." Said the target, pointing to a Parker too thoughtful. "Let me, dear. You'll excuse me a moment? "The Target
glanced Nathan murderer, before escaping to the bathroom, or perhaps he and his manners from peasant. Nathan grinned and winked in the direction of his back, before giving the pen drive to Parker who nursed the blackberry, with that Hardison, headset, gave instructions to upload the virus that gave them allowed us to discover where he kept the funds that were supposed to take away and expose its trade.
"What will it take?" He asked, softly, running his hands over one another.
"A few seconds ... oh, no. No. No. No. This is not really wanted there. "
Nathan rested his elbows on the table and clasped his hands. He looked around, looking for any to see what could be dangerous. "What is not wanted? Hardison? "
" We should retreat to the base as quickly as possible. Do you know who is working on its safety credit? "
" The CIA? "
" Maybe, my friend! Sterling and a pair of police officers who are coming to arrest the guy. As I said, you better get a move on and sublime. "
looked at Nathan Parker, whose face became a mask of anger. He turned his head toward the ear in which he held the headset. "What can I invent?"
"I do not know, man, you are the magician! But quickly, before it arrives. It is a few meters from you and can not connect to the satellite to try to hijack your browser. Damn! It sucks the autumn, as winter. I hate the rain! "
" Okay, steady, Hardison. Prepare to bow out. "
" What's the plan? "Asked Parker. The target was just out of the bathroom and was approaching them in a gallop.
"You just assecondami."
The target returned, with some marks on the jacket, but perfectly controlled, now or at least more than he was going away. Nathan darted another glance at Parker, he slammed back the lashes, to make him understand that he has already done away with the blackberry in the bag, the pen drive hidden in her hair tied.
"Excuse me." Muttered back that. "What we talked about?"
'business. What could ever speak two gentlemen? "Nathan turned to the nurse and, in a loud voice, barked:" Well, this wine? "
Not only was the target to be deeply embarrassed: that was a good place where people went to Boston, not a bar for truckers.
"Now that I know is the magician," praised Hardison.
"But what does it take?" Nathan raised his arms, hitting the guy in the next table and look at the target with anger, before turning again. He rose to his feet and even reached into his pocket. 'It is not because I gave her a tip? What kind of stingy! Here it is, your tip! "
began to launch notes that flew like leaves from a tree for some second, then came to rest in dishes, on land, on the shoulders of some patrons. Mutterings grew high, people looked at him curiously.
"Behold! I can not believe! It is a scandal to want a tip for each course! What a place, that place, "Parker grabbed my arm and pulled her feet. "Come on, Isobel, this place sucks! It is filled with nothing but peasants who think only about money, "
The nurse pulled up to that was approaching, trying to calm him down. Bad move, there would still managed Sterling was coming. Nathan threw the foot other bills. "And you," he said, pointed a finger. "Consider already fired for tomorrow! Indeed, now! Take your bags, pal, because I do stop for bad service! Come on, baby, tomorrow sue the owner of this shack for this absolute lack of services, except upon payment! "Babbling
So, leave the room. They hurried to leave the sidewalk, crossed run and shoot the van parked across the street, hoping not to cross Sterling.
Once inside, Nathan broke the tie, after it was dried the face from the rain pounding on the hood of the truck, he allowed himself a sigh of relief and threw off his jacket. "I guess that guy's face ... Hardison, you have the account numbers? "
" A magician. I said I, "Hardison passed, raising a thumb. "And the money ... Here, they will find a penny. "
" Good job, team. "said Nathan.
Parker smiled for a moment, then sat down in front of him and undid her hair, she sighed, returning to the pen drive Hardison. 'It was great to run away like that! "
"Can I leave?" Eliot peered from his seat, asking for approval. Nathan gave it to him with a wave of his hand and set in motion soon after disappearing from circulation in a flash.
"Nathan, I can ask now?" Said Parker, at that point.
"What?"
"Where'd you get that dress? It is a color like this ... "
" Hey, that's a brown fashion this year, "Hardison is altered data, such as Nathan and then she, do accuser. "I do not try to say it's horrible because it took me two days to sew and two more to make up an online auction to find the right color of fabric. You have to ask him where he got that shirt. You ... is a punch in the eye, Nathan, I swear. You ... a handful aesthetics and good taste. Sophie would say that if there were blindfolded you e. .. ouch! "
He complained, when Parker reached over and gave him a blow on the chest. "You know it is sensitive on this subject," he explained in a hiss, reproachfully.
Hardison ventured to look Nathan, as if expecting that pulled out a gun and decides to kill them for saying the name of Sophie. Eliot ventured to imitate him in the rearview mirror, Parker, instead, staring at him stubbornly compassionate air.
Sophie knew what he lacked, but it was not a good reason to allow them to launch what looks; Nathan frowned. "Oh, come on," he snapped. "I'm fine. Eliot, you hurry? I want to go home and sleep for a few hours, if you please! "
Hardison and Parker exchanged glances.
"He lacks so much." Declared her, who seemed not to have heard a word.

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Leverage. Nathan Ford. 092. Christmas

Title: At Christmas we are (almost) all best
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Parker
Prompt: 092. Christmas
Rating: G
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: Santa is as good as he would have us believe or he has some little secrets? Nathan Parker and perhaps know ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it

"Santa Claus who brings presents, all of which are good, people go skiing, children who send the letters ..." lists Parker, unhappy, looking out the window, the snowflakes will melt soon touch land. It is bored and does not like anything that you feel the atmosphere of festivity in the air even decorating the flat, Sophie is Nathan with tacky decorations, colored balls and garlands.
And then, for her, Christmas is just a way to steal the homes remained empty for the holidays. No one has ever made a gift and sees no reason why someone should start doing now. See Hardison, and thinks that maybe he would do, but does not know why it thinks or why he thinks Hardison who might think of them as a gift. He's got his computer and his tools, his big screen, now, is decorated by some wreaths that light up intermittently, and that if you walk around, play a carol.
No, Christmas is a truly disgusting.
Eliot, then, has lost his brain: he goes around dressed as Santa Claus, carrying a bag of all things that no longer serve anyone and Nathan - Nathan! - Gives you what no longer needed or where, he says, does not need. Parker would never have believed that the head, with the holidays, would begin to be more generous than it was. Why, yes, he is too generous, enough to be considered a spendthrift. He had given her money - all that money! - To charity. But it was crazy?!
"What is it, Parker?" There he is the chief, who approaches with a proper cup of coffee and a smile too much fun. They are the party that can also infect the best of them, even Nathan smiling. He smiles, by golly! But that can also be attributed to Sophie. The
searches for a moment. No, maybe alcohol.
Or maybe just those damn parties: he sat down next to her in very few occasions, looking just like the loving fathers with daughters. And she has no need of a loving father. No sir.
"Look out. "respond, lapidary.
"Sophie needs someone to help with the tree."
Parker, through the reflection on the glass, he sees Sophie intent on taking from a big box of balls put sull'abete higher than Parker had seen inside a house , so that the highest branch, the one which is usually the star, makes a turn because the ceiling is too low. The Hardison ordered online and have delivered it to him this morning, an hour that did not return to normal almost everything: Nathan was cursed until he saw the tree and the enthusiasm of Sophie and Hardison, who had pulled down the highest branches with the help of a ladder. The head has resigned and now looks at his house be invaded by Christmas without saying a word or so.
"they need your help." He says, aggressive, shrugging his shoulders.
He is silent, but continued to stare with interest.
"I do not like Christmas, all right?" She cried, almost hysterical, as if he had said something that was worth giving that answer. And he was sure he was thinking about a similar question. "Why not?"
"It 's a stupid party,"
He smiles, then takes another sip of coffee. "Really? But I think it is a very interesting festival. The fact that Santa Claus will drop down the chimney does not make you come up with anything? "
No."
"Santa Claus falls from chimneys and a great bag of toys. Do you ever wonder where they come from? "
" I do not care at all! "
" Are you sure? "
Parker, before you answer, look at the tree and that Sophie is hanging festoons some playing. Snorts. "All right," he says, defeat begins to believe that Nathan will not let her alone until he gave the answer he wants to hear. "He falls down the chimney with a sack. So what? "
" Exactly! Someone would call burglary. "Appeared in the eyes of Nathan Parker sees a sparkle that just before a mission, or when it has a great idea. But almost no one pays attention. Think about what he said.
"But it makes no sense! Santa Claus is the darling of the good, "
He raises an eyebrow. "It makes sense what you say, Parker?"
"No." she admits, grimacing. "Maybe you're right. So Santa Claus is a thief? "Leans forward to look more closely, becoming suspicious again. "He steals the children's home games in the rich to give to the poor? And it was he who put games from the rich kids? "
" No, they steal the big toy firms. Sneaks a chimney and goes to the depots. "
" And no one notices? "
" Certainly not, "he leans forward lei, tanto che i loro nasi quasi si sfiorano. «È un grande ladro, il migliore, attento a tutti i dettagli e, quando ha riempito i suoi sacchi, si infila in un condotto di areazione e scivola fino al suo furgone, perché poi deve volare in cielo e entrare in ogni camino e portare ai bambini i doni che hanno richiesto.»
«Ma non può: è grasso come una balena.»
«È di Babbo Natale che stiamo parlando.»
«Sì, certo e non ha nessun bisogno di un comignolo: gli basta il suo vestito rosso. Nessuno si accorgerà di lui, la notte di Natale. Perché Babbo Natale, a dispetto di quanto si possa credere, è un grande trasformista! Le guardie penserebbero che è un dipendente perché he would say he was dressed well for her children and that the great leader has called for overtime. Tell you to be on the verge of dismissal, so make it more credible. "Pauses for breath. "So, with a passy who obtained a few days earlier, access to stores and loads the van that was parked on the back. When he finished, leaving everything as it is part. And be careful of the cameras, which an accomplice took steps to disable. Now only has to go to the less fortunate children. And here's just pick the lock of the door and store games, e. .. then he comes home, changing clothes and taking the first flight to Lapland. "stops again and smiles, satisfied. "But! It is this strong Santa Claus! "
'It's true," says Sophie, approaching. She has a garland in his hands.
Parker jumps up, suddenly happy. She seems to be back in drugs. "Why do not we all go together to rob a toy store?" He asks. Do not expect answers. He has already pushed the door.
Hardison got up from the couch, reaches Nathan and Sophie, followed closely by Eliot.
"What is your take on that crazy?" Asked the latter.
Hardison also wants confirmation. "I understand you correctly? He wants to rob a toy store? "
'It was a good story. "admits Sophie and Nathan looks. "You have to rediscover the magic of Christmas in Parker! In his own way, but you did. You have made a sort of Christmas miracle, you know? "
Nathan grins, pleased with himself.
"Well, gentlemen. Exclaims, and then, after a moment of silence. "What would you say to follow Parker and to make our Christmas good deed?"
"robbing a toy store." Eliot pauses. "You're drunk."
No. "Nathan brings his coffee to his mouth. "Not yet, anyway. Get the tools, Hardison. Sophie, the costumes. Eliot, you ... "the team from head to foot. "Nice dress. Add little 'something to get fat, then go to riacchiappare Parker. We must devise a plan to bomb-proof. "
Eliot looks at him for a while, the other two have already gone to perform their tasks.
"You're crazier Parker. Exclaims, disappointed, but hasten to do what was asked.
Nathan does not say a word. Takes another sip and then puts the cup. Certainly would not have robbed a shop of any toys. Is there anyone contemptible enough to merit a theft during the holidays, when everyone - including thieves - should be good.

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Another year has gone home decorating

It 'not so much that place and it was a year of hibernation, in which a lot has happened but it seems that remained the same to others. One year plans have not kept, so it slips away. Perhaps on a personal level is not really a boon to the permanent position. You lazy, makes you a slave of the banality of everyday life. It makes you think you have time for this, for that. But then you live a life that does not satisfy you never repetitive full. I looked, the Corriere della Sera, the photographs featuring the 2010. It seems like yesterday that flowed those of 2009, almost all terrible as these, including earthquakes, natural disasters, wars, terrorism, violence, and women disfigured by acid. Here and there some wind sports and politics. These are events that you make you feel small and useless in this world. And not for their positions in society, because even I was a big undertaking your life would be made of budgets and profit. Lately I'm becoming more and more melancholy, I would be more sure of what I want so at least give me a wake up. It 'been my greatest respect, not maintained in 2010 and propose again in 2011. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all:).


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Leverage. Nathan Ford. 064. Fall

Title: Paris
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Deveraux
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Prompt: 064. Fall
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: Sophie door at the home of Nathan chestnuts, but Parker is there. They begin to eat leaves and Sophie take the memories ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it


'Hey, you're at home? Who wants chestnuts? "Sophie returned with a bag from which you raised a good smell that put your mouth water. Parker looked up, curious, frowning.
"Chestnuts?" Said and stood up from his chair in the kitchen, where he was eating cereal with milk.
"chestnuts." Pointed out the other, putting the plastic bag on the table, the strong odor emanating Parker attracted like a magnet. He spent his eyes from cereal and milk to the envelope and decided to throw his spoon into the cup, which she placed on the peninsula and reached into his bag, looking for a roast chestnut. He took a punch and he sat in the place he had left.
"The others where are they?" Sophie said, taking off his coat.
"Eliot did not say, Hardison wanted to try the new satellite of the van and Nathan is below the bar. "doth accurately Parker, who knew more impersonal in tone.
Sophie nodded, noting with approval the grimace came on the face of the thief. "I suppose you're drunk again." He said, and sighed, sat down on the short side of the table, even taking her a chestnut. He opened the shell, looking very carefully how this unfolds, resulting in a slight crack. "You know, Nathan and I met at Paris."
Parker, who chewed with excessive zeal, he raised up her look a bit 'suspicious of who you are asking why such confidence is made. The skin had left close to the bag and was about to discard another time to finish what he had in his mouth, Sophie did not seem to have woken up and seemed set to come undecided whether to continue to talk or not. For Parker, things were less complicated: the history of Nathan and Sophie was a story that could not miss and what I felt was amazing to be able, without having done anything to tear her a little more information.
"Yes" Sophie began to chew, too. "We were at this time of year, you know? I was following him to understand what kind was it, study it a bit 'and damn, the next time we would meet I had the impression that I would not have done it again to save and that, sooner or later we would meet again. You know, during that shot, I've gotten a surprise move and the skin of our teeth. Nathan has always been pretty darn smart, and although I have taken, that time we went very close. "He sighed, shaking his head. "He was sexy then too, but you know ... was married. "
'With Maggie." adds Parker.
Sophie looked up at her and gave her hand, holding the palm up. "Yes," agreed, maintaining, however, absorbed a tone. "Every time I eat roasted chestnuts, I remember that day in Paris, opposite the Eiffel Tower. Down there, selling roasted chestnuts and, thus, when I saw a cart just two blocks from here, I could not resist and I gave it to my savings fund. "
" You could steal them, "Parker said, but Sophie did not listen.
"It was against one of the carts and it was ordering a bag just like this, Nathan, I mean. Do not ask me why I did that, probably, the thing is now no longer do it again, especially given that until a few days earlier he had chased me for half Paris and I should've been gone for a while, 'but ...' rose shoulders. Parker did not try to speak as he had the feeling that would not have been heard and then the story began to get interesting.
"I approached him, he was discarding a chestnut, that's right. "and imitated the gesture, making herself the first to bite and chew with the chestnut taste. "And he turned, slowly, he laid eyes on him. He immediately knew who I was. He told me ... Deveraux mademoiselle, you are putting into the hands of the wolf? "

" I just came to say goodbye, Mr. Ford. I'm about to leave Paris and seemed polite to shake hands with those who have spent so much time groped to catch them. "
Nathan had merely observed, curiously, did not seem bothered by his words, more than anything else was intrigued and amused by the woman who was so brazen to go and also to search through the streets of Paris, after he had been chasing all over town and all over Europe.
"So you found my name, eh?" He said.
"You know my name, it is right that we fight on equal terms and that I know of yours." Sophie replied, calmly, putting on an air of flirtatious.
Nathan had sneered at the argument. "You know, none of which do the hunting, usually, I am looking for: they think is the best way to get caught."
"Why should I fear such a thing?"
"I could have with me a team of policemen stationed nearby. "
" How could you? Now the loot is gone, the Paris police will certainly committed to look elsewhere and I do not think even you would have expected that we would see today. And then, even if I went to a pay phone, I'd already gone. "He raised his hands, fingers, and opening his arms, as if to mimic or perform a magic trick. "And you have missed a call. The Paris authorities are quite rude with those who call for no reason and especially to talk about the thief who mocked them under their own nose. "
Nathan had curled his lips and nodded in turn, thoughtful, persuaded by those arguments. "So what do you want from me, if you do not want to be arrested, Deveraux mademoiselle?"
Sophie had shrugged his shoulders. "As I mentioned before, only to say goodbye e. .. "he lowered his voice, leaning forward, with the conspiratorial air of one who wants to uncover a secret spicy. "Tell you that, next time, when we meet, you will never get me."
He seemed amused by those words, his eyes were crossed by a flash. "You're a challenge?"
"Call it what you want."
"Okay. So I bet you'll catch. "
Eyebrows were raised edited by Sophie, his expression showed all his skepticism. "Do you really? I'm not a dilettante, and you should have understood. "
" Believe me, I now know how and why I do not escape. "Nathan had made a step forward, closer to her so much that he had violated every rule of conduct on the distance that should take two strangers because they do not encroach on another's living space.
Sophie had not felt in awe, but he felt something that is very close to that feeling. Did not intend to give in front of his eyes. This helped him to become even more attractive to their eyes to what was at first sight. There was amazement, not safety or presumption, as in that moment, when he raised his hand and it was submitted. And he understood that the man was too intriguing to miss. 'A little more pepper in it can not do anything but make me do better. Until next time, Nathan Ford. "Joined him and spoke to him in the ear, in barely a whisper. He had discovered something about him, during that little exchange of words and would never let slip an opportunity to hit at least a little '. "Be careful that this is not me to use some tricks on you. Now you know how to reason. "
He continued on his way, pausing a second before disappearing behind her for her way to Paris, leaving him in front of the Eiffel Tower without a word, or perhaps too many, and maybe an epithet unladylike against him.

"So? And what did you say? Sophie? "
Parker's voice came the distant, as if in a movie and a flashback in black and black, he did a voiceover by the main character disorder, and reported to the harsh reality. Sophie looked at the bag of roasted chestnuts and smiled, nostalgic, while the eyes of Parker drilling, with morbid curiosity.
"Sophie?" Called her back again. "Well? What did you say? "
" Not much. But I stole his bag of roasted chestnuts ... "was the reply, a bit 'guilty and a bit' vague, Sophie. "Should not have been very happy, but I had to resize a bit 'his ego ... will never change, I suppose. "
exchanged glances. Parker seemed pleased with the turn of the conversation had taken. "You stole the roast to Nathan?"
Sophie looked at her quickly, before you look away, an embarrassed smile, the pursed lips. 'E' stupid, right? "
" Not so much ... I would even stole this one. "said Parker. Sophie looked at his finger pointing toward the envelope. The chestnuts were rapidly cooling down.
"We end up eating them." He said. "Before you come back up and can think of reproach that story."

What Does A Neutral Do

Leverage. Nathan Ford. 063.

Title: The importance of the words
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Sophie Deveraux
Pairing: Nathan / Sophie
Prompt: 063. Summer
Rating: Yellow
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy
Plot: At the end of a mission, Nathan and Sophie find themselves talk. Nathan, however, it combines one of his ...
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it


The chicken was staring at her with adoring air, too adoring, and lingered insistently on his legs are constantly moistened Nathan lips and doubted it was because he was thirsty. "With a good drink and a nice air mattress between me, my costume bath and the water of this beautiful pool, everything is perfect, mon cher. "he was saying and Sophie, Nathan, those words came uncomfortably good ear, through the damn headset. He wanted a drink of liquor though, given the season, would be more suitable as a drink glow that Sophie was holding in one hand. Instead had to pretend to prune the plants. And the shear weighed a lot, especially in that heat wave.
"Sophie," called her back. "Stop flatter and begins to talk business. I want to leave. "
" I want to overthrow the mat. "Parker was saying, working with the safe, a floor above them.
"Why?" Asked the voice of Hardison.
"that pig Because I do not like it at all." Replied the girl, this time absorbed. "Maybe we could pass it off as an accident! Nathan is the closest. "Through the headset, all of them noticed the amused tone and sadist with whom he said the words that follow:" I'm sure there are already thinking about an hour. From what is there to bask in the sun? Ah, like cooked oysters. "He stopped, struck by a thought, then said, quickly:" They say that they are an aphrodisiac. "
" Parker continues to do your job, "Nathan said curtly. He continued to look through the hedge, passionate Sophie that rubbed my foot on the calf of their chicken, but not without experiencing the desire to amputate as he did with that branch which, unfortunately, not have been cut out: now, that poor duck, its beak was missing everything.
Not bad, so the place would be attached, once they had unmasked the guy.


* Six hours later, after beating some security officers, the hacker hacked, broken into a burglar and a memorable stop, the team had decided to enjoy a well earned rest in the villa of the rich profiteer, before returning to base, with a reasonable allowance for their clients and a bit 'more justice to the world. Nathan and Sophie, half-reclining on the mattress, exchanged a toast.
Parker, Hardison and Eliot were admiring the portrait gallery that would soon be sent to auction and why Parker had so much longed for and asked Nathan to get one for them, as compensation for all the heat they had to endure, along with barrel, but this had added Eliot.
'It was really a great day, eh? "
Sophie's voice came muffled to the ears, but still managed to tear him from his thoughts and the contemplation of his glass filled with that same red liquid that she and their last victim had been drinking that afternoon, before they leave him to finish that thing that Nathan and she continued to refuse to propose. "Eh? Ah, yes, yes. "
'E' Something happened, Nathan? I see strange ... "his eyes suddenly thinned, and his lips curled. "You were jealous, by any chance?"
"No. .." he said, grimacing uncaring.
"Sure?"
"Yes, well ..."
"So what is it?"
"Nothing." He replied, then, dare to drink a long drink of that thing. He was strong. And at that point was all that mattered. "Really nothing. Great night, great booty. This house, this pool, even the mattress ... "
" You and I ... "suggested Sophie, in a low voice, allusive. His eyes clear
Nathan pushed to lower her. "Yes, well. Even. "
" What do you mean too? "
" We are here. "He explained, and ventured to look again. He had a look of reproach that he brought the doubt have said something wrong. And was wondering what it is, after all, did not seem to have said nothing that could be misunderstood or read in another key. But Sophie was always a lottery.
"Yeah. Maybe that's the problem. We, too, Nathan. "
That said, let Sophie poised his glass on the mat and put his legs into the cold water the pool, while he dived, Nathan hurried to save him, so that the water is mixed with spirits. At that time was of little importance, but Sophie was swimming in the pool with anger, with many movements meats, rose up the ladder and put on the robe.
"Come on, Sophie, what?" He cried, from the center of the pool. "I leave here with these drinks? At least tell me what is the problem! Let's talk! "
'It's the problem, Nathan," she answered, however, leaning forward, as if his voice had been able to feel more strongly, by doing it. She pointed to herself, as if it were there, the problem. "We we too, Nathan! We, too, "And
finished saying this, he turned on his heels - or, rather, on the heels naked - and walked hurriedly toward the inside of the villa. She would go the other, leaving him there alone.
sighed heavily, letting out a sigh of exasperation. Then he looked at the glass still full of Sophie. He took another sip from his and carried away by the waves produced artificially on that mattress, waiting for the alcohol takes away yet another fight.
too.
could not understand what had made her angry.

How Old Is Bow Wow 2010

Estate Leverage. Nathan Ford. 062. Spring

Title: Rondini, role playing and a lot of patience
Fandom: Leverage
Character / Couple: Nathan Ford
Other characters: Eliot Spencer, Alec Hardison, Parker
Prompt: 062. Spring
Rating: Green
Warnings: One-shot
Genre: Comedy , comedian
Plot: Hardison is at the home of Nathan and his character in a role-playing game has been hacked. By whom? How will Nathan to find out?
Notes: also written for the Xmas Tree Party Fanworld.it

"Oh, hell, I have the frigates all! All of them! "Hardison launched an expletive and glares at the computer screen. It is a morning like any other, even more quiet than usual: they are in a break between missions at each other and have no reason to stay together under one roof. Nathan is preparing a coffee and Hardison was placed there in his house very early to dive into a new role-playing game that has found the network and which has illegally downloaded codes. Nathan has learned little, if Hardison also dedicated himself to explain word for word as it did to enter the site.
Sometimes the guy does not understand that his teammates are, and that of ordinary mortals, a computer, they can barely turn it on.
Nathan is convinced, however, that Hardison is not everything with the head and that his genius lose it below those role-playing games with names hard to remember.
"Hardison, I love running, I see myself in an hour with a customer," he says, more loudly, to make him share in his presence, or at least let him know that in that house, at his home, c 'someone is.
"Yes, yes, do not worry, Nathan!" She says, fast, boy. He started tapping your fingers on the keyboard, so fast that it is safe to come off Nathan. "That pig has cheated me all! You ... is ... an accursed thief! "Nathan
refrain from making jokes on the thieves who are robbed by thieves; Look at the pictures that move on the screen of his laptop and decides to move closer to understanding what they are. He sees strange anthropomorphic animals who speak to each other by sliding a few strips such as those of the newscast, which, however, are printed only gibberish. She bends to look better and try to read. But no, those strange words, for him, do not really have meaning.
"What is WTF? She asks, trying to discern the strange language in which the participants are talking of the game. Hardison puts his fingers on the keyboard and, very slowly, turning his head toward him.
'It' cry. "He says, with indignation.
him, feeling so involved in the case, we call straight and takes a sip of coffee. "I'm sorry if I do not know your language from hackers," he exclaims, seriously.
'Language ...' Hardison shakes his head, even more indignant. "It 's just the language of the Internet! It's faster, when you write. And especially when they steal the bird, "
Nathan frowns. "The ... swallows? You have stolen ... swallows? "
" Yes, you see, I am the lion is the king of this bunch of losers. "Hardison says pointing to the screen. Make a circle around a couple of zebras and some antelopes in armor that look like minions of the court. "I must win a certain number of swallows to give my future wife. In fact, only the lions can win the swallows, and if a lion is able to give away than they are used to this bride, you take the kingdom and oust the former king, that would be me. Now, I was almost at the finish line. I missed three swallows and this morning when I logged on, I had only three. Someone here, I hacked the account and has paid, I tell you! "
" And because you're a genius, you can not get them back? "Question Nathan, puzzled.
"Yes, well ... Certainly, if I knew who it was, I could. And how do I know? There are seventeen lions instead of calling himself the king of beasts, "
Nathan shakes his head. "This is too much." Mumbles. He feels he is better to disappear from circulation by not having to hear strange stories of swallows virtual disappear and king of the animals that want to unseat Hardison from his throne, and they say that Parker is the odd one. What about Hardison says that in that gibberish?
decides to go down to wait for the customer at the bar and in the meantime will get another cup of coffee or maybe a drink, even if the time was not right, if there is called Nathan Ford and you have just heard many speculations on a lion and swallows.
Nathan looks up to heaven, when he arrived in the street and sees just three of swallows that dart into the sky at great speed, as if they had the feeling that those parties, there was a jail for trying to win a lioness for possession of a kingdom that does not exist.
Spring is here for a couple of days, the weather improved, Boston has been invaded by a teporino not bad, and usually when we talk about this season, one thinks of love in bloom, flowers, perfumes , to pollen allergies, if you are not romantic, it is also thought to swallows return from their migration.
Hardison must have missed those lessons, in elementary school, now otherwise would not be in to play with the computer. That's what Nathan thinks, and puts her nose in a bar and sees Eliot and Parker, laughing like crazy, they are in front of a computer, seated together at a table.
Nathan frowns. Do you think this is the first time he sees them so well together and they question why. He approaches them cautiously.
"Come on, prendigliene another," people say to Eliot.
"Wait a minute ... ah, look how angry, "Parker replied, so amused that his acute laughter fills the room.
"Yeah ... Let them disappear ... Nathan! "
Eliot Parker and notice of him only when he stops in front of them and covers the light through its own shadow. Fixes them seeking an explanation, raises an eyebrow and their expressions, to have fun, you are guilty. There is no need to talk. Parker turns the laptop to him and before his eyes are formed of the images that he would rather forget: lions dressed as kings, guards dressed as zebras and antelopes idlers.
Nathan thinks it's the worst punishment that could touch them. But where Sophie when she needs her? And if the customer came first and saw members of his team playing at being animals? What would you say? Who would trust them anymore, when their minds had been swallowed by computer and pulped by the arrival of spring?
"What are you doing?" Asks, raising her arms to the limit of patience.
"We are destroying the account of Hardison. This game is sending the smoke in the brain. "Says Eliot. "But was more fun than expected. "
Parker starts to smile like that disturbing when you really enjoy. "You should see how he gets angry. We have screwed all the swallows. And even then steal all the weapons, "
" Actually, "says Eliot. "It is not that we steal them to him ... Parker took the data from your account and remove all objects that Hardison has won during the game. There is an interesting option called surrender. "
" I saw him enter the password so I used ... is so tender, "she exclaims, putting both hands on the heart and showing met expression. "The password was Parker."
"Good." Replied Nathan, with an ironic smile and pulled. "And as this could help us not to make a figure of shit with the customer?"
Both lose the air and exchanged excited glances.
"Maybe you're right." Eliot says, and sighs, closes the laptop dry with a gesture, raising protests from Parker.
"Hey! But the weapons! I still had to take up arms, "Eliot
looks away and smiles at Nathan. "We think of you?"
"First I want to know something." Nathan raises a hand to ask them to be quiet and listen. "Why?"
"Why?" Parker replies, moving his eyes from him to which Eliot lost my smile and now it just seems very, very angry.
"Why Hardison, in recent times, only talks about this stupid game! Even Sophie says, which is becoming crazy. "Hisses between his teeth.
'It's true. So we thought, "continues Parker. 'To bring her character to the base level. So maybe the stops. "
Nathan can not believe their ears: not only Hardison has made up his mind to conquer the swallows, we bring them too now! Can not get any worse. "And it would be easier to cancel, your account?"
Eliot and Parker exchanged glances. He moves his head from side to side, she remains rigid, staring at the blank with wide eyes.
"Well, actually ..."