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gonerunningaway) wrote2012-12-26 03:18 am
gonerunningaway) wrote2012-12-26 03:18 am
[FIC]: Checkmate (Leverage)
Title: Checkmate
Author:subluxate
Fandom: Leverage
Characters/Pairings: Parker/Hardison/Eliot; Nate, Hardison, Eliot
Disclaimer: Leverage belongs to many wonderful people, none of whom are me. No disrespect to the canon is intended.
Rating:G
Word Count: 168
Warnings (highlight to view): None
Author's Notes: Spoilers for “The Long Goodbye Job”. This is a gift gift for my lovely wife,geena, and my dearest sarcasticsra. They know why.
Summary: Nate has known longer than it’s been going on.
“I’ll tell the agent how it happened.” And Nate runs through that part of the con.
“So I get to make myself?” Hardison asks at the end.
“And Parker and Eliot.”
Hardison nods, grinning. “Thank you, Mythbusters.”
Eliot can only imagine exactly how Hardison’s going to go about making their bodies right, not to mention their faces. It’s going to be a real pain in the ass, he knows that much.
After, he finds Nate at the bar. It’s not exactly hard to predict where he’ll go while he plots. “We all die holding hands.”
Nate’s eyes crinkle a little, but he doesn’t smile, just swirls his scotch. “Yeah.”
“How long have you known?”
Nate looks up then, seeming meditative. “Since we left Boston.”
Eliot frowns. “We weren’t… Not until Portland.”
“Yyyyeah, you were.” Nate gives one of his enigmatic smiles. “You might not have known it, but you were.”
Which is true enough. “Sophie told you.”
Nate knocks back his drink and stands. “She didn’t have to.”
Author:
subluxateFandom: Leverage
Characters/Pairings: Parker/Hardison/Eliot; Nate, Hardison, Eliot
Disclaimer: Leverage belongs to many wonderful people, none of whom are me. No disrespect to the canon is intended.
Rating:G
Word Count: 168
Warnings (highlight to view): None
Author's Notes: Spoilers for “The Long Goodbye Job”. This is a gift gift for my lovely wife,
geena, and my dearest sarcasticsra. They know why.Summary: Nate has known longer than it’s been going on.
“I’ll tell the agent how it happened.” And Nate runs through that part of the con.
“So I get to make myself?” Hardison asks at the end.
“And Parker and Eliot.”
Hardison nods, grinning. “Thank you, Mythbusters.”
Eliot can only imagine exactly how Hardison’s going to go about making their bodies right, not to mention their faces. It’s going to be a real pain in the ass, he knows that much.
After, he finds Nate at the bar. It’s not exactly hard to predict where he’ll go while he plots. “We all die holding hands.”
Nate’s eyes crinkle a little, but he doesn’t smile, just swirls his scotch. “Yeah.”
“How long have you known?”
Nate looks up then, seeming meditative. “Since we left Boston.”
Eliot frowns. “We weren’t… Not until Portland.”
“Yyyyeah, you were.” Nate gives one of his enigmatic smiles. “You might not have known it, but you were.”
Which is true enough. “Sophie told you.”
Nate knocks back his drink and stands. “She didn’t have to.”