Eliot was bored, really bored, it had been a few weeks since he and the crew had been called into action, a few meaningless one night stands and a bit of training in the gym hadn't really helped him. He was seriously considering a fight, starting one, or just joining in one, but that wasn't really him, just he hated being bored. He had considered calling Haridson or Parker for a game of something or a drink, but decided against it as they were still dancing around each other considering a relationship or maybe not, he couldn't be sure any more.

So he read a few books, he didn't like the others to catch on to that side of him, that would distance from his "muscle" image, and he liked being underestimated by most people, was fun. So he picked up a book he had been meaning to read for a few weeks "the curious incident of the dog in the night-time", so he made a cup of tea, sat down in one of the chairs in his very minimalistic apartment next to a reading light, put on his wire rimmed glasses and opened the book.

Just then his phone ran, sighing but slightly glad it could be something to do, he looked at the screen

Tara Cole flashed across his screen, with the options reject or accept, he paused for a second deciding he would answer

"Go!" he demanded gruffly

"Eliot" she nearly whispered " Pleased help!"