Nathan Ford calmly sat in the booth reserved for him, Sophie seated comfortably next to him. They were waiting for a potential client to arrive, a girl by the name of Macy. She had received word that her long lost brother was in the area and wanted assistance in tracking him down. Nate was interrupted from his thoughts when Sophie let a small gasp escape her lips. He looked to her before following her gaze to a petite young woman who had just entered the bar. She had long, wavy brown hair and striking blue eyes that swept around the bar. Her gaze landed on Nate, who smiled and nodded his head. She smiled in return and made her way over to them.

"Nathan Ford?" She asked, seating herself across from the pair. He nodded.

"Please, call me Nate, and this is my associate, Sophie Deveraux." She smiled at Sophie before shifting uncomfortably in her seat.

"So, Macy. What can you tell me about your brother?" Nate asked the young woman. She nodded and fiddled with a strand of her long hair before beginning.

"My brother disappeared when I was 6. I was heartbroken. He just.. he just left, disappeared without a trace. After a while, everyone just thought he was dead, but I knew better. My brother was tough, even if he was only 12. A year after my brother disappeared, I ran away as well. I've been traveling ever since. I searched everywhere for him, and I mean everywhere. I've been from Somalia to Kiev and back." She sat back in her seat and sighed before continuing.

"I've been living in the city for about a year now, still looking for my brother. I was overjoyed when I received word he was in the city. Now I need your help actually finding him." she finished.

Nate nodded.

"Nate, can I speak with you privately for a moment?" Sophie asked. He nodded and they excused themselves.

"What are you doing, Sophie?" Nate asked once they were a safe distance away from the young woman.

"Nate, I may just be crazy, but I think that is Elliot's sister." She breathed.

Nate was eerily silent for a moment before chuckling.

"Right.. Don't you think that if Elliot had a long-lost sister he would've mentioned it?" He said between chuckles. Sophie glared at him, looking slightly hurt. Nate stopped laughing.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you what, if, by some bizarre chance that is Elliot's sister, I will admit defeat and buy you dinner, alright?" He said, holding his hands up in defeat. Sophie's glare turned mischievous.

"Deal."

They returned to the table.

"So. um... What did you say your last name was?"

"Spencer, my name is Macy Spencer."

Nate's mouth hung open slightly.

"Spencer? And uh.. would your brother happen to be Elliot Spencer?" Her eyes widened as she nodded. "Do you know him?" Nate chuckled.

"Actually, yes. Come with me." He left the table and went through a doorway towards the back of the bar, Once through Macy saw that it revealed a staircase leading up several floors. They made their way to the next floor, Nate and Sophie turned down a hallway, stopping at a door with the number 2A glowing next to it. Sophie entered the door first, followed by Nate. Macy hesitated slightly in the doorway, not quite sure if she wanted to continue. She jumped when she heard a gruff voice behind her grunt, "Move."

She let out a surprised squeak before ducking into the doorway, bowing her head and muttering a 'sorry.'

She stepped farther in after the burly man had passed and looked up in time to find Sophie walking towards her.

"There you are!" she exclaimed in a slightly British accent. She grabbed Macy's arm and toted her along as she briskly started walking towards one of the few hallways leading out of the large room. They stopped outside a closed door and Sophie knocked. The same gruff voice from before answered with a quiet 'come in'. Sophie opened the door before shoving Macy in with a giggle and slamming the door shut. Macy could hear the clicking of her heels as she scampered away. She stood awkwardly for a moment, taking in her surroundings before her eyes connected with the eyes of the man sitting at the desk. They both stared in silence for a moment before Elliot rose. "Mace?"

"Elli?" He smirked and she flung herself forward, into his arms.

"Elliot!!"