Eliot was sitting in his truck when, her red hair is what caught his attention; it was glowing in the late afternoon sun. The curls flowing wildly down her back, out of control. She wore a faded pair of jeans that were at least ten years old but she made it work, boots, and a modest white shirt. Compared to other women on the street she was modestly dressed which was what Eliot found appealing. He watched her as she walked down the street towards Mc Rory's Bar
He continued watching her hurriedly walking toward the bar; she would look all around her cautiously. Never slowing down, keeping her head up, her eyes on her destination. She was just about to walk past the alley right before the bar when a man stepped out in front of her. She stopped dead in her tracks.
The man grabbed her by the arm and started dragging her into the alley. The red head put up a fight, but the man was able to drag her into the alley. It only took a second for Eliot to jump out of his truck and run to the alley. Rage over took Eliot at what he saw.
The man had the red head up against the wall by the neck and was choking her. The red head was trying her best to break the hold. She was trying to kick the man, but she was losing consciousness.
"Excuse me, you have one second to take your hands off her or you're not going to walk out of here!" growled Eliot.
"This doesn't concern you son, just walk on! I need to teach this woman a lesson about respect!"
The rage that had been building in Eliot snapped and he did what he does best and taught the man about respecting women.
"Where I come from, we don't ever put our hands on women! Now get out of here! If you ever come near her again! You won't walk away!
Eliot rushed to the red head that was lying on the ground and picked her up. She jumped at his touch; he whispered in her ear, you're safe. She reared back her head and opened her eyes. They were pale green; she smiled and collapsed in his arms.
Eliot had no idea who this beautiful women was, but he did know she needed protected and he'd may have found the next job for his team. He lifted her up in his arms and carried her up to Nate's apartment. Hardison could help fill in the blanks on who this mystery is, and who that man was.
"Damit Hardison, let me in! My hands are full!"
"Damn Eliot, are women just dropping at your feet now?"
"I'm going to put her the guest room, get the rest of the team here. I think I found our next job. I will fill everyone in!"