A/N: I own something but it's not Leverage or anything pertaining to its characters. I do own Kenna and Faith but I loan them to Eliot on a daily basis because every good man needs a good woman and kids who worship him. Thank you to all who read and for those of you new to my world. Please review because my ego needs it now and then and if you don't know who Kenna is, meet her in the BFF Job and make your way from there.

Sleepless In Boston

Chapter One

"Parker, get me an ice pack will ya?" Eliot said as he headed toward the living room. She grabbed one out of the freezer and tossed it to him. Catching it in mid air the bag burst open and white liquid sprayed on him and a little on Hardison who was standing next to him.

"Oh, sorry." She squinted. "What is that?"

"Breast milk Parker. You just threw me a bag of partial frozen breast milk." He looked over to see Hardison gagging.

"I need a shower." He pushed past Eliot and headed out the door. Parker came and handed Eliot a towel.

"I'm really sorry. Faith isn't going to go hungry now is she?" Eliot looked up at her. The poor girl was almost cationic.

"No Parker. Faith won't go hungry, I promise. Look what you're doing when you dig around in my freezer from now on."

"How was I supposed to know Kenna kept that stuff in there?" Eliot chuckled.

"Now you know." Eliot looked around. He had been home for ten minutes and hadn't seen Kenna or Faith. "Kenna?" He hollered out. Going into the baby's room he found her curled up on the daybed with Faith lying next to her. The child was wide awake and gurgling. "Hey beautiful." He lifted the little girl up and snuggled her. "You been given' your mama a hard time?" He pulled the covers over Kenna and brought Faith out into the living room.

"Oh can I hold her?" Parker was already washing her hands.

"You want to see your auntie Parker?" Eliot asked his daughter. The girl smiled or what passed for a three week olds smile. He handed the baby over to the thief. "Watch her head." He said as he handed Parker the child.

"I can't believe how much she looks like you." Parker went and sat on the couch and was talking gibberish to the baby. Eliot went and started dinner.

"You want to stay for dinner?" Parker looked up.

"Depends what you're having."

"Strawberry salad and baked chicken."

"Bread pudding for desert?" Parker looked hopeful.

"I think I have some in the freezer."

"Ewww next to the breast milk?" Eliot smiled.

"I promise the breast milk never touched the pudding." He pulled a pan out of the freezer. He stated chopping the vegetables for the salad. "How's she doing over there?"

"I really think she likes me." Parker made faces at Faith and the little girl gave a smile.

"What's not to like Parker?" The thief looked at him.

"Thanks Eliot." She really liked the daddy Eliot. He was the same but different. Softer around the edges.

"Hey, while the chicken's simmering can you watch Faith?"

"Sure." Eliot wiped his hands on a towel and went into Faith's room. Kenna was still sleeping. He moved her over a bit and lay next to her. He felt her body conform to his.

"Faith?"

"Parker has her out in the living room." He kissed the back of her neck. "Dinner is in the oven and Faith is having a play date with her crazy girl aunt so we have twenty six minutes to decompress and relax."

"Faith sleeps like you do. Two hours a night. How does a child do that? How do you do that?"

"It's in the genes." Kenna closed her eyes.

"I like your genes but man I could use just a little more sleep." Eliot chuckled.

"I got at least two days home before Nate finds us a new job."

"Good. You and Faith can keep each other company." Eliot knew the past week had been hard on her. He didn't want to leave but Nate had a job up state that needed taking care of. They had taken care of things as fast as they could but Eliot knew that Kenna had been struggling but she would never admit it.

"Dinner will be ready soon." Eliot got up.

"How did things in Salam?"

"The witch museum is awesome." Kenna smiled. "That is one place Parker will never steal anything from." Eliot reached for her hand and pulled her out of the bed.

"I really did miss you cowboy." Kenna wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply. "I may complain about the lack of sleep I'm getting but I wouldn't change it. Finding you again, having Faith. You know that right?"

"Yeah, you know I feel the same way, right?" Kenna kissed him again. The long day had been worth every minute knowing that Eliot would be home tonight.

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Dinner was nice. Hardison came back down after his thirty minute shower. Nate and Sophie had gone to a bed and breakfast upstate for a few days so it was just the four of them. After dinner and catching Kenna up on all she missed while they were in Salam everyone headed to bed.

"You need to sleep little girl." Eliot whispered to the infant in his arms. "You mom is all alone in that big bed in there and I would like to spend some part of tonight holding her." The baby smiled at him. She was the most beautiful child he had ever seen. "If I sing you one song you have to go to sleep." He swore she shook her head no but her eyes were getting heavy. "That's it sweetheart. You need to go to sleep." Eliot hummed softly and Faith's eyes fluttered and closed. Kissing her forehead he laid her down in her crib. Covering her up, he turned on the baby monitor and headed to his own bed.

"I hate you." Kenna said as he turned on the monitor next to the bed he pulled off his sweatshirt.

"Now if that were true you wouldn't have waited up for me." He leaned over and kissed her.

"How do you do it?" Kenna watched him as he got ready for bed.

"She just likes me better." He looked at her and raising his eyebrows.

"You know where the couch is Spencer." He sat on the bed and took his watch off and set it on the bedside table.

"You haven't seen me in three days darlin'." He got into bed and pulled the covers up over himself. "Your jonesing and you know it." Laying her head on his chest, she couldn't deny it. He held her close. "She just got used to you being around all the time she just needs a change a pace now and then."

"All I know is she sleeps for you." Kenna snuggled closer. "Get me up early…we have a work out. It's been to long since you could throw a good punch my direction."

"Why do you feel the need to beat the crap out of me?"

"Cause it turns both of us on." She said drowsily. Eliot smiled and ran his hand down her honey blond hair. He listened to her breathing even out and he knew that she was asleep. The three weeks since Faith had been born and things had become almost routine. When he was home the night shift was his. He needed a little more sleep then usual but hell he wasn't as young as he used to be. Closing his eyes he let the breathing coming over the monitor and the breathing against his chest lull him to sleep. Eliot Spencer, Retrieval Specialist was getting soft and damn if he didn't like it.