A/N: Welcome! This is my first fan fiction for Leverage. I love the show and I really hope they find a way to put it back on the air. I am really excited about it because this idea has bugged me for a while now. There is simply not enough Eliot and Parker fics out there so I am making my contribution. I really hope my writing has improved since 2009-2010 (that's the last time I wrote anything). This will be an Eliot/Parker fic I have majority of it scribbled down in my Tablet. So please leave reviews and let me know how I am doing and what you all think. This takes place sometime in the beginning of season 4.

Disclaimer: I do not own Leverage.

"There is something wrong with you!" Eliot exclaimed.

"Yes we've already established that the first hundred times you said it!" Parker retaliated. Honestly, she was sick of him saying that all the time. She knew she wasn't normal. She also knew now that they have been working together for so long, that he was merely saying it out of frustration when she didn't do things his way. Before Eliot could say something back Nate interrupted them on the comms.

"Guys can we please stay focused?" He always found himself breaking up Eliot and Parkers little spats whenever he sent the two of them off on a job together.

"No we can't Nate because Eliot's too busy having one of his hissy fits!" She could hear Hardison burst out laughing.

"HISSY FITS!" He glared at her. If only looks could kill she would be a pile of dust right now. " I don't have...SHUT UP HARDISON! Hissy Fits!"

Not at all phased by his icy glare she snorted, "Yea, your eyes get all scary, hair flying in different directions, your feet stomping around and if you were a cartoon steam would be coming out of your ears...all signs of hissy fits" At this they heard a thump over the ear buds indicating that Hardison fell out of his chair still laughing. At this point neither Nate or Sophie could help themselves he coughed and she giggled.

"The only sign your going to see..." He began but Nate interrupted once again

"Eliot that's enough! Parker leave him alone...and Hardison...get off of the floor. Did you all forget that we have a job to do? Eliot, Parker finish up and get out of there".

Eliot glared her way and stated "This isn't over"

"Of course it isn't" she snorted.

The team was currently working a job against an Interior Decorator whose decorating skills cost more than what it was worth. Eliot and Parker were supposed to be posing as potential clients in order to trap the mark. They were in the process of bugging the house with cameras and microphones when Parker insisted that the 'decoy' house didn't need decorating.

"What do you know about décor anyway Parker?" He growled "You live in a freakin warehouse!" she snorted at that. Was he serious? Did he actually think..

"Don't be ridiculous. I don't actually live there. I am not that crazy" with the look he gave her she snapped "I'm not! Look I only use it for storage or when I am planning a heist or when I need a temporary get away. I have a house" she finished crossing her arms

"Really where?" Hardison asked now intrigued over the comms.

"Like I'd tell you" she snorted

"Wha? What happened to trust Parker we supposed to be family...a very dysfunctional family, but family none the less" He sounded a little hurt.

"Hello? Thief?" she pointed at herself even though Hardison couldn't see it "I move around a lot and its a safety precaution".

'A safety precaution' Eliot could see where she was coming from.

" Its dangerous to stay in one place for too long" She looked at Eliot then "You of all people should know that" she stated a little lower.

"I do" Eliot shrugged.

"And besides what do you know about Decorating Eliot? Let me guess 'Dated an Interior Decorator?' That seems to be your answer for everything" she stated changing the subject. Hardison couldn't help himself he started laughing again.

Eliot just growled "As a matter of fact I..." He was interrupted again this time by Sophie.

"That is true. He dated a neurologist, a flight attendant, a model, the list goes on"

"And on, and on, and on" Hardison added laughing.

"What the hell is this "Screw With Eliot Day?"' You know what? To hell with all of you! I'm not cooking for a week!"

"Aww come on man!"

"Who cares? I have my cereal"

"Two Weeks!"

"What? No! Parker apologize!" Hardison pleaded.

"Don't think so" she stubbornly stated

"But he said he would make that fish and crab cakes with the white wine butter sauce...a brother got to eat!" Hardison tried to persuade her again.

"Fine!" she huffed. "Eliot I apologize. I like your cooking. Please don't stop cooking for us" she stated unhappily. Although she really did enjoy his meals, that was the only part that was sincere.

"Whatever" he stated even though he smirked when he turned around.

"Are you all finished?" Nate's stated tiredly through the comms.

A united "Yes" was his answer and he stated "Good lets wrap this up."

After the job was finished they all sat at their usual spots at the bar and after a few persuasions, Eliot finally recanted his statement that they were "Meal Grounded" For a week.

Their conversation was interrupted however when Parker's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller id and saw that the number was blocked. Taking a deep breath she answered "Parker"

"The invisible man has revealed himself. Midnight at the lake where the moon can see it's reflection." With that the line went dead.

Parker, remembering that she was in the presence of company whose eyes were currently on her, schooled her expression and calmly stated "wrong number" while pocketing her phone.

Eliot didn't buy it "What was that about?" He stated.

"Don't know. The caller spoke Spanish. Probably trying to sell something."

He seemed to be satisfied with her answer and continued to argue with Hardison.

Unknown to her teammates, her heart felt like it was going to pound out of her chest.

A/N: Well how was that for a first chapter! Please leave a review. (^0^)