Summary: Hardison, Eliot and Parker continued and expanded Leverage by taking it international, but they didn't let that stop them from living their lives. Their kids are the proof, but they aren't satisfied with the simple life. Their kids want to walk in their footsteps and help those who can't help themselves.

So, as you all have guessed by now, this is a Leverage story and it's about their...KIDS! It took me forever to decided names, Faceclaims, positions in the group and even secondary characters because, lets face it, we needed replacements for Sterling and Det. Bonanno.

Anyway, I don't want to babble on and on about things you probably don't even care about so we're just gonna get this done and over with.

Main Cast

Odeya Rush as Spencer Spencer
Elizabeth Gillies as Alice White Hardison
Dylan O'Brien as Charlie
Arden Cho as Lucille Hardison
Alexandra Daddario as Laura Ford
Robbie Amell as Jamie Ford

Secondary Cast
Zac Efron as Peter Bonanno
Emily Van Camp as Olivia Sterling

It was one AM in the morning. The streets and houses dark with no one stirring about on the quiet street of Edison Avenue. Everyone had been evacuated from their homes and were either sleeping in hotels or with friends and relatives. The street would seem abandoned to anyone who didn't know the conditions.

Suddenly a large house on the right side of the street exploded in a flash of oranges and reds, but few people were around to hear it.

Pieces of burning wood and objects from inside the house flew everywhere, smashing into the neighboring homes, falling onto the streets and into trees.

In the backyard of the exploded house a boy with black hair surfaced in the pool sputtering and splashing about until he realized where he was. He looked at the burning remnants of the house around the backyard and floating in the pool before he got a frantic look on his face.

"Lucy?!" He yelled turning in the pool trying to find the person he was yelling out for. "Lucy?!" He yelled again, but no one answered. "LUCILLE!"

But he got no answer in response and the only sounds he heard were the sounds of the crackling fire on the wood of the once beautiful house and distant sounds of sirens.

ONE WEEK EARLIER

"On my way to St. Ives, I met a man with seven wives. Each wife had seven sacks, each sack had seven cats, each cat had seven kits. Kits, cats, sacks, wives, how many were going to St. Ives?"

Jamie Ford bit his lip as he tried to figure out the answer, but just as he was about to somebody beat him to it.

"Two thousand, four hundred and three." His younger sister Laura answered. Lucille shook her head as she bit down on her thumbnail.

"Nope." She answered and Laura gave her a look.

"I just did the math in my head." She said. "It's two thousand, four-"

"Nope." Lucille cut in earning a glare.

"Yes it is." Laura told her. "Which one of us got an A on every paper she's ever turned in and which one of us had to hack into the schools database just so she could pass the sixth grade?"

"Okay, for one," Lucille said holding up a finger. "That was uncalled for. Two, sixth grade was very difficult for everyone here with Dyslexia and three," She said poking out her thumb. "You're wrong."

Laura clenched her jaw as she slammed her book shut and put it down on the table next to her. The Brewpub was their usual before and after school hangout. Their parents always specifically told them not to drink any of the alcohol and then change it to not letting anyone see them knowing that they couldn't stop their children. "It's two thousand, four hundred a-"

"One." Lucille said catching Laura off guard. "The answer is one."

Laura stared at her. "...What?"

"I said that I was on my way to St. Ives. I didn't say I knew where those Mormons were going." Laura balled her hands into fists before slowly releasing them before she got her nails stuck in her palms again.

"I can't be around you right now...I just can't." Laura said sliding out of the booth they were in. "I'm gonna go get some chili."

"It's seven in the morning and we're about to go to school." Jamie pointed out and Laura just gave him a look.

"Anytime is a good time for Uncle Eliot's chili." She said before walking away from the booth. "Hey." She said as her friend and Lucille's older sister Alice passed her on her way to the booth.

"Sup?" She asked as Laura when to the bar and Alice sat down and slid until she was sitting next to the wall. "What's wrong with Laura?She looked agitated."

"She didn't look anything." Jamie pointed out. "How did you know she was agitated?" He asked and Alice shrugged as she pulled off her coat.

"It's all about micro expressions babe." She reminded him with a smirk before looking to her sister. "Dad said you didn't come home last night."

"I stayed over at-"

"Spencer's." Alice continued. "I know. I started sewing tracking devices in your clothes since you were seven and I lost you at the mall." She leaned in closer. "What was with all those midnight trips to the pharmacy?" She asked and Lucille's face turned red as she, not so subtly, glanced at Jamie and then back at her sister.

"None of your business." She claimed through clenched teeth.

"Did you run out of ointment for your-"

"Oh my God!" Lucille exclaimed, but no one paid her any attention. The people who frequented the Bridgeport Brewery was used to the commotion that seemed to circle around the children of the owners...especially the daughter of a certain blonde cereal lover. "I can't believe you!" She said as she began sliding out of the booth.

"Lucille." Alice said, but her sister paid her no mind. "Lu-Lucille come on! I'm sorry!" Her sister just continued walking straight out of the front entrance of the brewery and Alice turned to Jamie. "What'd I say?"

"I think- and this is just a hunch," He began. "It had something to do with that ointment you mentioned."

"Don't be an ass." Alice warned. "I will punch you in the throat again."

"You're so violent." Jamie said leaning forward with his hands on the table. "I love it." He went to kiss her and Alice pushed his face back with a laugh.

(O)(O)(O)

"How is school going?" Mikel asked watching as her only daughter rushed around her bedroom looking for things she had misplaced.

"Fine," Her daughter, Spencer, said as she searched through the drawers in her desk looking for her pencil case. She could've sworn she had put it in the front pocket of her backpack, but now she couldn't find it anywhere.

"And your friends?" Mikel asked looking around as much as she could. Spencer hadn't realized that she had dropped out of sit from her mothers view so she could look under her bed, but like always it was cleaner than a whistle.

"They're great." Spencer called up, hoping she could hear. "Where the hell is my pencil case!?"

"It's on your bed." Mikel said and smiled when Spencer's head popped up from behind the couch.

"Say what now?" She asked and Mikel couldn't help the laugh the came out.

"It's on your pillow, I can see it." She said pointing. Spencer quickly jumped onto the bed before spotting her green pencil case halfway covered by her pillow.

"Nice." She quickly snatched it up and took it over to her backpack before stuffing it inside, swinging her bag over her shoulder and going over to her laptop.

"I hope you have a good day at school." Mikel told her. "I know your nervous about your first day of school, but don't be. If your friends are anything like their parents, you'll be in good hands." Spencer smiled.

"I wish we could talk more." She admitted. "You're still coming for my birthday right?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Mikel promised before kissing her hand and pressing it onto the screen and Spencer copied her. "I love you."

"I love you too mom." They smiled and waved to each other before Mikel signed off, leaving Spencer staring at a white computer screen. Suddenly the purple watch on her wrist beeped and she brought it up to look at it.

"Crap, I'm gonna be late for school"

So I hoped that you liked it. This is just the first chapter which was my way of introducing you to the characters. Please tell me your thoughts.