A/N I'm so sorry! Please don't eat me! I've been on Fanfiction a lot, checking the fanfics for my favorite shows, but I just didn't know if I have the patience to start one myself, after my failed attempt at starting an NCIS fic. So, after quite a lot of debate with myself, I will start a Leverage fanfic! I don't know how it's going to work out, but hopefully, I'll stick with it. Okay, so in this fic I changed a few things. Big things that you should know about. Eliot is going to have more of a heart (still the muscular hotty that we love though) and Parker is going to be a sweeter-more adaptive- version of Parker (still the same old crazy thief that we all know and love though). *Crosses fingers* Hope that this turns out okay!


Hitter, Hacker, Grifter, Thief, Mastermind, Amber

Chapter 1

Nate Ford, Alec Hardison, Parker, Tara, and Eliot Spencer all walked into the Grey Moon Bar together, took five stools and sat down.

"Why are we here?" Eliot asked, looking around the bar.

"I thought that we'd try out a new bar." Nate answered flatly.

"Whatever you say," Alec said, ordering his drink.

Just then, the door to the bar opened, letting in a rush of cool night air. A dainty woman walked in, looking exhausted. She had long, dark, strawberry blonde hair that curved into her face and emerald eyes that glinted in the low light. She was wearing a short dress that was black on the top, then faded into electric blue at the bottom, and charcoal boots that came up to about two inches below her knees. Eliot tried to look away from her, but found that he couldn't. She was like a shooting star on a cloudy night. He couldn't help but stare.

Alec followed Eliot's eyes to the woman. "Wow," was all that he could manage at the time.

"She's...she's..."

"Hot!" Alec finished Eliot's sentence for him.

"Beautiful," Eliot stated.

"Who?" Parker said nosily, looking at the woman who had the two men's attention. "Oh, she's kind of... pretty, too girly though."

The lady took a seat next to Parker and ordered a drink. Parker rolled her eyes at how she sat. Like she was trying to seduce someone. If that's what she was trying to do, it worked. A group of men, walked over and asked if they could buy her a drink, but she denied.

Parker looked back over at her and noticed that she had slipped out of her seat, and was on her way to the bathroom. As she passed a man, she slipped her hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out his wallet. She did so that only a true thief like Parker would notice. The man didn't notice and they both kept walking.

Parker walked to the bathroom at a safe distance and slipped in after the woman. She found her going through the wallet, but not suspiciously so. Then, the lady put the wallet on the sink, checked her make-up, and walked out. Parker went after her in time to see her slip the wallet back into the owner's pocket.

Parker took her seat again and tapped Alec on the shoulder. "Hardison!" He turned around. "See that girl over there? The one that you called hot." she said, pointing her finger at the beautiful lady.

"Yeah, what about her?" He asked, obviously annoyed that she had interrupted his conversation.

She smiled and said, "She's a thief."

"Huh? Did you just say that she's a thief? How do you know?" Hardison had a questioning look on his face.

"She just stole that guys wallet." She pointed at the wallet owner. "She gave it back though, don't worry."

"Why would I worry?"

"Because she's good. I barely even saw it when she stole the wallet. That's saying a lot!"

Alec was now listening intently, but he realized that there was nothing that he could do about it. "Alright, what do you want me to do about it?"

"Hm... I don't actually know, I just felt like telling you." Parker said, her face falling. She let the conversation fall, and she let Hardison continue his speech about something or other to Eliot.

A few minutes passed, and everyone had already ordered there second drink. Suddenly, a crash was heard. It seemed to echo throughout the bar. The entire place grew silent and everyone turned to see a large muscled biker had knocked his drink onto the floor, and was grabbing the tiny thief's wrists.

"You're going to stay here, or you're going to pay!" The muscle man spat at her.

"Please, I don't want any trouble, but I have to go," she said in a small voice.

Eliot got up off his stool, and he started walking over to the man. The man turned around to look at the hitter. Then, something happened that shocked every soul in the bar that night.

The petite woman grabbed the man's wrist with one hand and his forearm with another. Then, she bent in back at an unnatural angle. There was a sickening snap and a scream of pain from the guy. The woman then punched his gut and he doubled over in pain. She then proceeded to hit him in the head with her elbow and he was on the ground within seconds.

She looked around at and shocked looks on the peoples' faces. Some where directed at her, some on the knocked out biker. "Don't worry, he'll wake up in about an hour. I'd put some ice on that for him though. You know, before he gets a massive bump on his head." She smiled and walked over to stand next to Parker. By this time, conversations were starting to spring up around the pub and soon it was as loud as before.

She sighed and called over the bartender. "Martine on the rocks, please."

"I'm gonna go talk to that lady. See who she is. You in?" Nate said to Eliot.

He nodded and they both walked over and sat down on either side of her. She looked and them, gulped down the rest of her drink, and backed up towards the door.

"Hold it right there." Eliot said with a smile, standing in front of her.

She turned back to Nate. "What do you want Mr. Ford?" She asked.

Nate and Eliot looked at each other. Then Nate said, "I'd ask how you knew my name, but then again, I'd expect that much from a thief." She rolled her eyes and he continued. "All that I want to know is your name."

She looked from Nate to Eliot and back then said, "Lily, Lily Soran."

Nate squinted at her for a moment. "No it isn't." He smiled a bit then proceeded, "Hey, Tara, Hardison, Parker, I'd like you to come and meet someone."

They all circled around her as she looked from one person to the next. She rolled her eyes. "Fine. My real name is Amber, Amber Leeria."


That's not such a great ending, but I couldn't think of anything else, and it was getting a little too long. I'll update when I can.