This is a short, funny fic written for Prompt Sophie Deveraux, Challenge 21 in Heist 6 on Leverageland (LJ)
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The very first thing Alec saw when he entered the office was Elliot wearing a headset.
At his computer.
He came closer, and stared at a fragile elf maiden who was running through the woods on the screen. I must have woken up in some sort of alternate universe, he thought, and pulled the headset jack from the computer. The explosion of sounds and music almost knocked him down. Man must be deaf, Alec thought as Eliot slowly turned around.
His eyes were… empty and crazy at the same time. What the hell was going on here? He carefully took a step back, and met yet another pair of empty and crazy blue eyes. Parker just passed him, and continued to slowly walk in small circle.
"Who is dead?" he almost screamed.
"Wishful thinking, Alec?" came a quiet voice from behind the fridge, and Alec hurried to Nate. He was sitting on the floor, with an opened book by his side, but he was not reading, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Alec stopped, and finally understood who was missing.
"Where's Sophie?" he whispered.
Nate closed his eyes. Parker turned around and started to walk in opposite direction. Eliot's elf maiden lowered her sword, and let herself killed.
"Nate?" Alec whispered again. "What happened?"
"She was at an audition…" Nate raised his head, painfully slow. "New play, strange mixture of
Sarah Connor Chronicles and Terminator, modified and put into a musical… really, really
strange, if you know what I mean. In fact, interesting thing-"
"Yeah, great!" Alec snapped at him. "To the point, Nate, what happened to her?"
"Well, she got a lead role."
"Sarah Connor? Great, but what-"
"No," Nate's voice was a ghost of the whisper.
Before Alec could raise his head, or even think about anything, there came – from behind a closed door – a horrid sound that made him shiver, and Parker freeze. The low and muffled noise became a growl that made Eliot press his hands over his headset, and Nate just sighed and closed his eyes.
The growl howled through the office and finally became clear:
"Hastaaaa leaeaeaeaeaea lalala vista babyyyyyyy….."
Alec sucked in one long breath, looking at the front door. Before he could even think about
making his first step to freedom, Nate's hand was around his wrist with a bonecrushing strength,
one deadly looking knife vibrated in the doorframe, and Parker's head just tilted to the left.
"Whoaa… I live with you all, I work with you, hell, I will die with, and for you, but THIS is
not-"
"Oh yes, it is. We're a team. We suffer - you suffer too."
Alec swallowed.
Fuck.
