I do not own Leverage or TNT, this is story about Eliot's relationship with Sophie, and I maybe make a sequel.
Let me know what you think about so I can decide what to do with this idea of mine…
By the time they met he wasn't really a thief, but it didn't matter since her name wasn't really Sophie...
He was just a boy, trying to survive on the military and she was there under some other name to steal some work art from some sheikh, in the middle of it she was almost caught and he ended up saving her life...
He was just a boy, trying to survive on the military and she was there under some other name to steal some work art from some sheikh, in the middle of it she was almost caught and he ended up saving her life...
Years had passed by and their lives crossed each other once again, he didn't identify her on stage, with that horrible acting, but then he saw her working on her marks.
She would act in such a way men would give her everything she wanted to get convincing them it was their idea. She also had those dark eyes he wouldn't ever forget, the ones which when he was a young adult fighting for what he thought it was right, had reminded him of the hope residing at home...
Today they were a family and he could see her gaze was not the same anymore; her gaze was stained. He understood that, the hitter's hand were stained with blood and his soul was full with guilt and he was sure Sophie had done bad stuff too, hurting people to accomplish her goals...
They had recognised each other and even though they never spoke about it, she would look him in the eyes searching for something, analysing him and, one night, the woman approached him and stroked his face lightly with tenderness and told him in the face she could see inside him the sweet boy that had once saved her life, he didn't have the time to say anything as one second after that she was gone, saving Nate from himself one more time...
That was the one thing he loved the most about Sophie, her ability to always come back around and support all the others, almost forgetting her. Time was passing and all she was getting was a handful of vague stuff that maybe she would still never get. Eliot would sit on his own world, observing everything, they were all a family and she got to play the mother role, she kept everyone together and united, peaking up Nathan's broken pieces, helping Parker giving Hardison the value he deserved and calming down Eliot's conscience also healing his physical wounds.
For the rest of it Hardison had Nate and Eliot, Parker had Hardison and Sophie, Nate had Sophie and he had the mastermind and the grifter, only Sophie had none...
That was what made him go up to her apartment that night, knowing Nate had broken her heart cruelly once again and she was all alone... So many years ago he had saved her because he had thought that was the right thing to do, she could be a thief, but still, she shouldn't pay it with her own life.
Tonight he was doing it because he loved her...