Just a little cuteness I decided to write since I love Papa!Eliot. I do. I really really do love Papa!Eliot. I own nothing. Reivew!
"Eliot," Nate said staring at me.
"No, Nate," I said shaking my head, "I can't do it today."
Looking around Nate's apartment I saw the entire team staring at me. It wasn't often that I said no to a con, but I knew that there was no way I could do it this time. I had made a promise.
"We'll do it tomorrow when I'm back," I said standing up, "I have to go."
"Where?" Parker asked following me.
"Somewhere."
It wasn't that I minded the team knowing where I lived, not anymore, but this part of my life was private. At least it would be private until the team followed me where I was going. And there was no way that they weren't going to follow me.
Sighing I pulled out my cell phone. If I came with more people then she was expecting then I'd have to deal with her subtle glares all day. As strong as she was she wouldn't say anything outright to me about it.
Once I was off the phone I gave a city and time to Hardison. None of them really had a lot of time to pack so we agreed to go our separate way and meet at the airport in two hours.
When we were finally in the airplane I started to think about this trip. I had made it every year for six years now and I had to admit that I found myself looking forward to it more every year.
"Where are we going?" Parker asked as we piled into a truck.
"My ranch," I said calmly.
"You have a ranch?"
"Yes."
Parker opened her mouth to say something else when I took a sharp right turn. We had been driving for awhile now and luckily this ranch while out of the way was fairly close to the airport.
Slowly pulling into the long driveway I let my eyes do a quick scan. A few horses were walking around by the stables along with two new foals. It was good to know the pregnancy and birth went well.
I brought the truck to a full stop I watched a woman walk through the front door with a towel in her hands. As I climbed out of the truck I saw a smirk bloom on her lips while she cocked herself to the side.
Miss Lilith was the housekeeper that I had hired when I first brought this house. She was in her early fifties. Her black hair just having gray appear. She was a little on the heavy side, but I knew she still packed a punch.
"Eliot," Miss Lilith said pulling me into a hug, "I was beginning to worry you weren't coming."
"I did call," I said smiling slightly.
"You've done that before, young man. Called and said you'd be here no later then the next day then didn't show up until three days later."
Nodding my head slowly I thought about to what happened when I finally did show up. When I finally did appear I found myself in a tight hug as Miss Lilith cried. I still found myself angry that I did that to her.
"Miss Lilith, these are the friends I was telling you about," I said motioning to the team, "Nate Ford, Sophie Devereaux, Parker, and Alec Hardison. Everyone, this is Miss Lilith Cross."
"Mama, I can't…Mr. Eliot!" a voice yelled from behind me.
Just as I turned around I found an excited four year old in my arms and the heavy cast around his left forearm hitting my chest angrily. Darren 'Kit' Cross was Lilith's first and only child.
Kit was Miss Lilith's 'little miracle'. Doctor's had long ago told her she couldn't get pregnant and when she finally did she was forty-seven. The odds were against them, but, thankfully, it worked out.
The little boy had spiky black hair that he was quite proud of for some reason. His eyes were a bright silver while his skin was tanned from spending so much time playing and working outside.
"Happy Birthday, Kit," I said picking him up.
"Mr. Eliot," Kit said grinning, "You came! Always come. Friends! Friends came too!"
Without another word Kit jumped out of my arms and went to stand in front of the team. He smiled happily before giving a small bow to them. I couldn't stop the small smile from coming to my lips.
"Hello," Kit said in what I had to guess was his formal voice, "I Darren. Call Kit. Rooms?"
The team looked at Kit in confusion for a moment. It was a little hard to follow him sometimes. He had some difficulties with full sentences and because of that he usually stuck to only one to two words to get his point across.
"He wants to show you to your rooms," Miss Lilith said smiling brightly, "He's been fixing them up for you after he finished his chores and took a shower."
"You working him hard on his birthday?" I asked smirking.
"Oh no. I told him he had the day off. He simply said that birthday or not he had a job to do. Anyway, as he's said before he wouldn't be a gentleman if he let his Momma do a job he was perfectly capable of doing on his own."
I couldn't help feeling pride when she said that. Miss Lilith said I was the one that taught Kit how to be a gentleman. That was actually the only thing that she'd ever asked of me.
She had found out what I did when some people had been sent to get me. I almost had her leave the ranch all together. She simply smiled and said that if I truly wanted her to leave she would.
Miss Lilith reminded me too much of my Momma though. There was no way I could kick her out. Even if I did everything to make sure she'd never have to work another day in her life.
So when Kit was born Miss Lilith asked one thing of me. She asked me to teach him what I knew. Now I knew she didn't want him turning into me, but she wanted him to know how to fight and basically how, as she said, a good Southern boy acted.
Now whenever I heard her say anything about him being a gentleman I knew that she was talking about something I did. It was just a little way to let me know how much I actually mattered in Kit's life.
"Thank you, Kit," Sophie said smiling, "We'd love to see our rooms."