Areylia's Note to you wonderful readers: Hey guys. I know I just started a Leverage story just a few days ago but while I yet another Leverage Marathon in between studying, I had a new idea come to me. It may not be completely different but I hope there is enough difference and shocks to keep you all interested and coming back. I also want to stress that although I wish for World Peace, I applaud and thank the men and women who serve our country proudly and hope you do not let the first 'job' think I feel ill and hatred or anything like that about our military. If I had be able to, I would be a proud female Marine.

"Mr. Ford, I have done everything I could to get anyone to listen to me. But as soon as I mention 'problem' and 'Fort Quartermaine Military Base' in the same sentence, I'm thrown out."

"Mrs. Pella, what problem do you have with the US military?" Nate asks, noticing Eliot feeling slightly upset at this.

"It's not the military itself. I admire what they do. That's why I took this job. It's this particular base and the people who run it on a day-to-day basis."

"And what is it that you do?" Eliot asks, with almost a growl to his voice.

"I'm a weapons analyst. I oversee test runs of newly developed weapons to improve its use and accuracy. I analyze, write reports, and I even observe the base's overall performance for training and testing."

"And what happened?" Nate asks.

"This base, their training, was not just injuring Marines, some have died. The weapons are failing all the tests and they are doing something to these dedicated men and women and I can't even get a copy of the autopsies to help those who fight for us. I went to everyone with high enough ranking to do something about this. They ALL laughed in my face. I was fired. I was given a subpoena to go to court. I have until the end of the week to turn myself in before they file bond jumping. And that is just a nice gesture on their pathetic part since they charged me with—"

"A possible breach in National Security." Eliot finishes.

"Exactly. I am not sure if you can do anything, Mr. Ford. But I would like you to try to do something."

"We definitely will." Nate assures. "We will get started and keep you up to date. And call us anytime for anything."

"Thank you…so much." The woman shakes hands with Nate, followed by Eliot. Once she was gone, they would head up to Nate's apartment where they find Sophie and Parker talking at the table while Hardison was researching their newest job.

"Alright, folks." Hardison starts. Everyone gathers around. "Nate, just so you know, I had to hack into a military base. If we get caught, we don't stand a chance."

"I know, Hardison. Just-just run it."

"A'ight. Well, Fort Quartermaine Marine Base. Um…the base has been under investigation for many years. Um, there are talks they will be closing it down but many—well, not a lot many, but some—fighting it. There are a lot of things that seem—wonky."

"Can you get anything else?" Nate asks.

"Just video feeds and sound. Sorry."

"So, we will be a bit more blind than normal. Alright, let's go steal a military base…?" Nate trails off, barely finishing his sentence then walks off.

"Sophie, are you ready?" Nate asks over comms.

"As ready as I'll ever be." Sophie says quietly. She walks up to the desk and speaks with an American accent. "Good afternoon. Department of Defense, Agent Anna Davis. I am expecting a tour."

"I'm sorry, but I don't sure any appointed tours today. I'm sure you have the wrong day or base." The woman nastily smiles.

"No, you do not understand. The tours are no longer by appointment. And if I do not get that tour, the check will fail and—"

"Whatever. Have a seat." The woman rudely points to the chairs that sit across the lobby.

"Okay, now Sophie, don't forget the button cam on your shirt. We need to be able to see everything." Nate informs as he notices Eliot jump.

"I know…"

"Eliot, what's wrong—" Nate tried to ask as Eliot jumps out of Lucille, Hardison's van. "Sophie?"

"I know. I will get him."

"Agent Davis? I am Lance Corporal Amy Dunnin. I am supposed to give you a tour?"

"Yes. I have to see the whole base."

"Okay, follow me."