As promised, here is the next installment of my Leverage series!
All the Leverage characters that you may recognize belong to Dean Devlin, Chris Downey and John Rogers!
Any characters you don't recognize belong to me.
Enjoy!
Introduction
The night was still as Meganpulled her car into the parking space. A quick glance at the clock on the dash reminded her that it was a little past three in the morning. A groan escaped her lips as she replied "Megs, you know that you are going crazy when you are standing in a cemetery at three in the morning."
She walked over to the familiar headstone and lightly traced the name written on it. In the last six years things had changed so much. Tony was on the run, for a crime that he never committed, and things had gone downhill from the moment he left. The comfortable and often exciting life that Megan had known before had ended, and it was up to her to get it back.
"I miss you Kyley. I always told you that we would catch the bastard that did this, and we're getting closer I promise" she whispered as she bent down to adjust the flowers that had fallen over.
All of a sudden a hand pops up out of the soil and grabs hold of Megan as she screams and pulls her in.
Megan sat up with a jerk and glanced around the room, letting out a soft sigh when she realized that she was in her bedroom in her apartment. After a few minutes she realized that she wasn't alone and that Eliot was still asleep next to her.
"So much for the only sleeping ninety minutes a day" she thought to herself with a smirk as she thought about the hitter and his claim that he could get by on very little sleep. Shaking her head, Megan eased out of bed to fix herself a cup of tea.
When she finished her drink and was calm enough to try to go back to sleep, she placed her cup in the sink and then stopped to glance at a picture near the kitchen.
"We're close Kyley, we'll get Rodriguez, I promise" Megan whispered as she walked into her room and silently closed the door.
"I guess you couldn't sleep again" a soft voice said startling her.
"Nightmare I guess" Megan replied softly as she walked over to Eliot.
"You know I could always help with the not sleeping thing" Eliot remarked as he pulled Megan into his arms and she could hear the suggestive note in his voice as she rested her head on his chest.
"I'm sure you could Mr. Spencer, but we both know you just want your shirt back" Megan replied with a sleepy giggle.
"It looks better on you anyways" he chuckled as noticed that Megan's breathing had evened out and she was asleep.
Eliot eased her down onto her pillow and covered her with the blanket before laying back and letting his mind wander in the darkness.