So I got this idea after watching a TV show called Leverage which I absolutely love. It is going to be slightly different but hopefully you like it :)x
"2 days ago my son died because of a treatment he was getting from a firm called Hunters & Wolfe. It was a guarantee that he would get better but instead he regressed and it got worse. I've found some other families who have gone through the same thing I have Mr Mikaelson…" a red-haired woman sat in front of Elijah recounting her trauma.
"Please call me Elijah" Elijah corrected and gave her a small reassuring smile.
"Elijah, all I want is to be able to prevent any other families from losing their loved ones like I did. This company is hiding something; please can you help me in any way? I know I won't be able to pay you much but I have some left over in savings" she begged him silently with her eyes.
"That won't be necessary Sasha, I will try do something about it and I will keep you updated" Elijah stood and shook her hand before walking away from the small café in Paris that they met in.
Elijah thought about the case he just got, he had been outsmarting people for years now; mostly he did it for himself. He had managed to con, steal, cheat and lie his way into getting the things he wanted. This was different though. He wasn't doing it for him but for someone else. He thought about which job he was going to do but decided he would need help for this one. And he knew exactly who he needed, luckily for him they all happened to be in France at the same time as him.
Damon was sat on one of the benches along the Pont Des Arts he was waiting for his client to come to him. He was currently holding the scandalous photos of a cheating husband. He had been an informant for the CIA, FBI and the NSA for a few years before he decided to leave to the 'dark' side. He had been ruining relationships and stealing money from vengeful spouses who were trying to catch each other. Of course half the things he supplied them with was pure unadulterated bullshit. But he had to make money somehow.
He placed the newspaper by his left side and walked off to another bench taking a seat and watching the paper nonchalantly, a few seconds later a woman scurried over to the paper and took off with it. Another job done, he managed to fetch a couple of thousand for some well photo-shopped pictures.
"Damon" he looked up and to his right finding Elijah sitting in the opposite direction and giving him a nod.
"Elijah Mikaelson, long time" Damon mused remembering his first meeting with Elijah; over the years they had helped each other out occasionally.
"Still breaking hearts I see."
"Got nothing better to do, and you have to love the irony of breaking apart love on a bridge dedicated to everlasting love, how much do you want to bet that the woman I just gave the file to has placed a lock on here with the guy she has come to hate?" Damon smirked.
"I need your help with a job," Elijah said getting to the point.
"Okay, after all I owe you after the last job we did, I didn't mean to land you so close to hot water" Damon winced remembering the police just missing them.
"Come I have an apartment we will be working out of." Damon stood and followed Elijah; they went deep into the city and stopped in front of an apartment building. They climbed the two flights of stairs and entered. Damon took in his surroundings; there was a large desk with electrical equipment all over it, a large dining table that could sit eight, a fridge, a TV, a kitchen, sofas, two bedrooms and a bathroom.
"I'm guessing I'm not the only one you've recruited?" Damon turned to Elijah raising an eyebrow in suspicion. Elijah nodded in agreement then pulled a sealed envelope out of his suit pocket.
"I need you to use your connections as an informant to get this to another associate of mine in Marseilles" Elijah passed it to Damon who took it hesitantly.
"I can get it there by the afternoon" he fished out his phone and texted an acquaintance who picked it up 5 minutes later. Once the boy had left Damon plopped himself on the couch whilst Elijah sat at the dining table with a map spread out.
"What's the job?" Damon asked curiously, he hadn't heard anything about it yet and it was somewhat unsettling.
"You will find out when the others have arrived but for now please remove your feet off my coffee table and come help me work out where some people are." Damon huffed and made his way over to Elijah who was pointing at a star on the map, "this is where we will be going now."
"I'm not usually one for sight-seeing Elijah" Damon grumbled as tourists pushed past him to get a glimpse of the Mona Lisa, "what are we looking for?"
"That" he pointed to a curly haired brunette who was wearing a burgundy pea coat, a beige sweater, black leather jeans and black stilettos. As if on cue she turned and spotted Elijah and Damon, surprise flooding her face before it turned to indifference. She sauntered over to them.
"Hello there handsome. Oh, Elijah, nice to see you too" she purred.
"Katerina, it's been a while" he smiled in response.
"Sydney. 2000. You stalked away like a thief into the night" Katherine stated.
"Ironic seeing as you're the thief" he pointed out.
"Shhh! Don't say it so loud, there are ears everywhere" she hissed, dragging the two of them into a more secluded area.
"Oh! Hi! Damon! Nice to meet you" Damon said sarcastically, earning a glare from Elijah and a chuckle from Katherine.
"Nice to meet you Damon, now may I ask what you two are doing stalking me?" Katherine asked, cocking an eyebrow and placing a hand on her hip.
"I have a job I need your help with" Elijah said simply.
"And why should I help you?"
"For the same reason I helped you all those years ago," Elijah said softly, Katherine's eye's softened and she slowly nodded.
"Fine," She pointed to the two boys "but no funny business." Elijah replied at the same time.
"Wouldn't dream of it."
"Can't promise anything" Damon cheekily grinned and sent a wink her way. Katherine giggled and started to walk out of the museum forgetting to scope out the area and target which painting she wanted.
When she saw Elijah her heartbeat picked up and started racing in her chest, she couldn't believe how good he still looked. She thought back to all of her heists and smiled, she was nicknamed the 'kat-burglar', which was completely hilarious for her, and on rare occasions she would leave a note that said 'meow' just to tease the cops on the case. No, this would be a good way for her to get close to Elijah and steal the one thing that he stole from her. Her heart.
They just arrived back at the apartment when they heard movement inside; Elijah slowly opened the door and snuck in. He moved towards the area where the sound was coming from, he grabbed a pipe on the way over and lifted it up about to hit the robber when he heard the familiar accent drift through the apartment.
"Nice to see you too Elijah" Kol put down the electronics and turned to his brother.
"Kol" he said dryly, "why would you break in and how did you know I was here?"
"Give me more credit Elijah, I am the worlds best hacker, I traced your alias' recent activity and low and behold an apartment in the centre of Paris, way to be incognito" Kol said simply, turning back to the table full of electronics and switching different things on.
"And who may this be Elijah?" Katherine said walking over to the kitchen and pulling out a bottle of water.
"This is my brother Kol, I haven't seen him in a while" Elijah explained, moving back to the dining table to narrow down his searches.
"If you're looking for Rebekah she's currently working as a curator at the Musée D'Orsay. I don't know what you are thinking Elijah but if I had any inkling of an idea I know it's not a good one."
"What do you mean by that?" Damon piped up from where he had been watching TV.
"Are you looking for Nik too?" Kol addressed Elijah, choosing to ignore Damon.
"Perhaps" Elijah said, circling Musée D'Orsay and placing stars around potential places.
"Who else you looking for, for this band of misfits?" Damon asked, tired of being ignored so he moved towards where everyone was sat at the table.
"Rebekah, Nik and Caroline" Elijah recounted the names, smiling slightly at the last name.
"Well 'Lijah lucky for you I know where Klaus is hiding but maybe first we should go get Rebekah, it might soften him up once we get him" Katherine called out behind her as she made her way to the front door. Elijah scurried behind her with Damon close on his tail. Kol sighed and followed the three of them and towards the Musée D'Orsay.
He remembered his shock when he received the coded letter from Elijah which all the Mikaelson siblings agreed would be sent in the utmost urgencies. He had been in the middle of hacking the French Governments main frame when a gangly teenage boy came up to him with the letter in hand. Kol had hacked nearly every government's databases and main frames, stealing secrets and numbers that could bring anyone to their knees in 5 seconds flat. He wasn't going to lie. He was looking forward to the family reunion.
"No! No! That painting goes over there!" Rebekah yelled at the assistants as she pulled her hair into a messy bun. She had been working on gaining her trust at the museum for months now; she was so close to pulling it off. A few more days and she knew she had it in the bag. Rebekah was blessed with the talent to draw and paint, so she often chose the most expensive piece of art, cloned it painstakingly slowly by hand and then swapped out the real for the fake. Of course no one ever knew any better, which for her was a plus.
"Bekah, nice to know you are still a bitch" Kol called out getting Rebekah's attention. She turned around looking wide-eyed when she was greeted with the sight of her two brothers, the 'kat-burglar' and a blue-eyed man.
"Kol, you asshole, what are you doing here? And why does it look like you're running a field trip Elijah?" Rebekah asked calmly, moving towards the group.
"Rebekah, dear, always a pleasure to see you" Elijah ignored her snippy comment.
"What are you all doing here? And who is this handsome man?" She said eyeing up Damon who was looking around at the paintings.
"This is Damon and I am calling in the favour" Rebekah stood straighter at the mention of the favour and huffed in annoyance.
"Fine, let me just get my stuff" she spun around and walked to her locker, pulling out a piece of rolled up canvas and stuffing it into her gym bag, "let's go." Rebekah led the way out of the museum. It had been close to 10 years since she had seen her brothers, she had to admit she had checked in on them over the years with out them knowing of course. After the massive fight they had, they all went their separate ways vowing to never see each other again unless for an emergency for example one of their deaths.
"I'm guessing we're picking Nik up as well?" Rebekah called out behind her, looking at Elijah who was nodding in confirmation.
"Fortunately Katherine knows where this Klaus guy is, isn't that right Katherine?" Damon said walking next to Rebekah who stole looks at him from the corner of her eye every now and then.
"Well where is he then?" Rebekah said coming to a halt and turning to the brunette who had an amused smirk on her face.
"La Santé Prison" she said happily, everyone else groaned in annoyance.
"That absolute plonker!" Rebekah shrieked in annoyance.
Klaus sat in his cell at La Santé Prison humming the lullaby his mother used to sing to him and his siblings when he was younger. He peered through the window to his cell and saw a limousine appear at the gates then got waved in; he assumed it was another washed up celebrity. He sighed and moved back onto his cot. He was beyond annoyed that he managed to get taken in; he would've normally hit the police and ran because he was a hitter after all, but he had a rule about never laying a hand on a woman. And unfortunately the cop that caught him was a woman.
"Niklaus Mikaelson" a guard called from outside the door, the distinctive click of the lock opening was heard, "I don't know how you did it but you are being released." Klaus smiled jovially and stepped out of the cell with a bounce in his step. Once he got out he squinted because of the bright lights then walked towards the town car that was waiting for him. He opened the door and sat down, coming face to face with his sister and brothers as well as two other people, one he had met before and then other he wasn't sure of.
"Elijah, what are you doing here? And I'm guessing it's Kol I owe thanks to?" Klaus asked hesitantly, his hands automatically forming fists.
"Bratr, pamatujte, že navždy a vždy" Kol nodded and answered for Elijah, Klaus nodded tensely. (Brother, remember, forever and always)
"I see and what are these two doing here? Damon right?" Damon nodded and spoke up.
"Good to see you again Klaus, what was it Colorado 2000?" Klaus smiled and nodded.
"That was a good year" Damon nodded in agreement about to reply when Elijah cleared his throat to bring back focus.
"I have a job for us to do, you will know along side everyone else know what it is when we find the last person for the job." Elijah explained again.
"Who is it?" Klaus asked curious, normally teams weren't this big.
"Caroline Forbes" he said happily. Klaus racked his brain, trying to figure out if he had heard that name before. Soon after they returned to the apartment in silence, everyone too caught up in their own thoughts, when they got back, Elijah had Kol run searches for the few identities Elijah knew she used, he got Damon to call a few of his informants to see if any of them had heard anything. Klaus sat back on the sofa next to Rebekah who was smiling at him.
"I missed you Nik" Rebekah said softly, looking up at her big brother who had changed so much, he had put on muscle since the last time she saw him, his hair was shorter but his eyes were still the vibrant blue they always were.
"I missed you too Bekah" he replied bringing her into a one armed hug. They sat there catching up for an hour before Elijah finally let out a laugh, which astonished everyone.
"I know where she is, let's go. But before I need all you guys to promise me you'll behave" he gestured to Kol, Damon and Klaus then narrowed his gaze to Kol "especially you."
"Scouts honour 'Lijah" Kol said innocently.
"Yeah, yeah whatever, let's just get a move on" Damon grumbled.
"I always behave Elijah" Klaus said not meaning a word he said smiling when Elijah's face showed disbelief.
"Where are we going that requires us to behave ourselves brother?" Rebekah asked as they walked to the door, he just smirked in response, he should have known better.
They walked into a dimly lit room and sat down at a booth, soon music was playing through the speaker system and lights rose up on the stage. They watched as a group of girls danced across the stage to a beautifully choreographed piece. But all of them couldn't keep their eyes off of a beautiful blonde haired beauty that had her locks in waves that tumbled down her shoulders. A smoky eye bringing out here cerulean blue eyes, she was swinging her hips and had a smile painted on her face.
Caroline was smiling as she danced and twirled across the stage. She was wearing a tight blue short jump suit and black stilettos. As she danced she noticed a familiar face in the audience and smiled even wider. After doing 3 more dances she had her break so she walked over to the booth.
"Hi Elijah" her melodic voice rang out as she approached them, ignoring everyone at the table except the eldest Mikaelson.
"Mrs Mikaelson" he said, standing up and bringing her into a hug and giving her a peck. Everyone at the table was shocked, Klaus, Kol and Rebekah's jaws were hanging open, Katherine was secretly seething and Damon was just amused.
"I thought it had a nice ring to it" she shrugged and pushed him back into the booth and then sat at the end.
"You got married!" Rebekah yelled at Elijah, Kol winced as Rebekah yelled in his ear and Elijah and Caroline just shared a look before bursting out into laughter.
"No, definitely not" Caroline said once she calmed from her laughter, "it's my alias and I remember being entranced by this Mikaelson so I thought why the hell not?"
"Everyone this is Caroline Forbes, best friend of mine, a loyal confidant and of course the piece de resistance a professional grifter" Elijah said proudly, throwing an arm across her shoulders and pulling her into him.
"So, would you like to tell me why you went through the trouble of finding me and bringing the Scooby gang with you?" Caroline asked, taking a drink of Klaus' bourbon.
"That's what we'd all like to know love," Klaus answered, taking his drink back.
"And you are?" she prompted.
"Klaus Mikaelson" he smirked, eyeing the blonde who gave him a look of indifference.
"Am I meant to know you? Oh my god! Damon!" she squealed and shot out of one side of the booth and climbed over Klaus to sit on Damon's lap, wrapping him in a hug. Klaus sat there wide-eyed at the fact she had just crawled over him as if it was nothing, he was certainly reacting to her brushing… certain parts of him.
"Hey Care" he chuckled, returning the hug, "I was wondering how long it would take for you to recognise me."
"I haven't seen you since you told me I was gross and would always have cooties" she pouted, running her hands through his raven coloured hair, "you look good."
"So do you Care" he grinned running his hands down her arms then her sides before resting on her hips, "and I'm still not so sure you don't have cooties."
Caroline stuck her tongue out at him and then to everyone's surprise grabbed him by the collar and brought him into a deep kiss. He responded immediately, his hold on her tightening, when they broke apart Damon wiggled his eyebrows at her and she giggled shyly.
"You still kiss as amazingly as you did the first time when you took my first kiss virginity from me" she said happily.
"You aren't too bad yourself," he teased, smiling as she pouted.
"As much as I am loving this whole watered down porn thing going on but can we get out of here so I can find out why Elijah disrupted my thieving ways?" Katherine was already shoving everyone to get out of the booth. They all moved and waited as Caroline changed and grabbed her stuff, she came back out in denim hot pants, a black camisole and her black stilettos.
The drive back was quiet and when they arrived they all sat around the dining table, Elijah standing at the head of it. Caroline sat next to Elijah with her heeled shoes resting on the table surface. Damon sat next to her playing with the rings on her right hand, which was lazily resting on the armrest. Katherine was sat next to him filing her nails, her gaze flicking to either Elijah or the clock. Rebekah, Kol and Klaus sat opposite them with Rebekah in the middle. Kol was thrumming his fingers against the table surface causing Klaus to shoot him a glare.
"So I have this client who was cheated, she lost her son. The company Hunters & Wolfe has been selling 'the cure' which supposedly is meant to get rid of the virus that has been spreading around nicknamed the vampire. The vampire causes patients to become irritable to the point where they lash out to anyone around them, they cough up blood and their body rejects any incoming blood. This cure has been sold to a few families and although it did cure 1, all the others lost their loved ones. I want us to take down the company for selling fake drugs and give their money back to the families." Elijah said, sliding files down to everyone.
"You want us to take down a major corporation?" Katherine asked, picking up the file and flicking through it. Damon and Caroline left their files on the table, Damon still playing with her hand.
"How many have died?" Caroline asked, looking at Damon's hands playing with hers.
"So far 8, but that number is increasing everyday" Elijah said, gesturing to the file "perhaps if you read it…"
"I'll do it" she said simply the turned and smiled softly at Damon, she cupped his cheek and placed a kiss on his other one, "you okay Day?"
"Hmm?" he asked breaking out of his stupor.
"Are you okay?" she repeated softly.
"Yeah" he mumbled, twisting her ring around in circles, "I'll do it too." Caroline smiled widely then pulled him into a hug.
"I think you know we three are in Elijah, after all navždy a vždy" Klaus said for all the Mikaelson siblings. They all turned to look at Katherine who was the only who hadn't spoke up.
"What's in it for me?" she finally said.
"How about you're helping a bunch of defenceless families" Caroline quipped.
"So? What do I care? People die, c'est la vie" she shrugged. In a second Caroline dropped her legs off the table and was out of her chair. She grabbed Katherine by her hair, dragged her to a wall and slammed her against it, holding her there by the neck.
"Vous écouter salope. Vous nous aidera. Ou dois-je vous rappeler sur Londres 2005?" Katherine was having difficulty breathing and Damon sprung out of his chair moving to remove Caroline but she held up her hand towards them.
"These people have children. Who are dying. No parent should have to bury their child. So no. Ce n'est pas la vie. You will help us or I will make sure you get this virus and I will visit you every single day of your miserable fucking life until you take your last breath. And I won't let anyone get close enough to end it for you, or let you end it because I would want you to suffer every single horrendous moment of it." Klaus pushed past Damon and peeled Caroline off of Katherine who dropped to the floor, clutching her neck. Caroline shrugged Klaus off and stormed off to one of the rooms, slamming the door behind her.
"Fine" Katherine croaked, "but I refuse to let that crazy bitch anywhere near me."
Everyone eventually found a place in the apartment to sleep; Damon had gone into the same room as Caroline after convincing her to let him in. Klaus opted for the sofa, Kol taking the barcalounger. Rebekah and Katherine took the other bedroom and Elijah sighed as he opened up the other sofa bed and settled down. Was it really the best idea having 6 volatile criminals working together?
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Also I used google translator so sorry if it's wrong :P