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Without any further yada yada yada...
Chapter 1.
"Eliot, you could've told us," Sophie tells the hitter that just walked in.
"Told you what?" Eliot asks. He stops when he sees the screen displaying his dead brother and his dead brother's wife.
EARLIER THAT MORNING.
Nate and Hardison are already there and looking at the monitor. It's displaying some sort of background check.
It's Parker's, and as Sophie takes a seat the screen flips to Parker's resume.
"Parker has a resume?" Sophie asks, slightly shocked.
"I made it for her after she asked me what a resume is." Hardison answers. Parker walks in at this moment.
"Hey! It's my resume!" Parker shouts happily, pronouncing resume as in to resume an activity.
"Parker, it's a res-um-ay." Hardison explains.
"Oh. Ok! What are you doing anyway?" Parker asks.
"I run background checks on all of you each week. See what's new." Nate answers looking over Parker's accomplishments from last week. Nate sees what he wants to see, then Hardison goes to Eliot's background check. A lot of stuff pops up, but some red alerts pop up.
"Um, Nate? Are you reading these?"
"What, Hardison?"
"These alerts. They say that Tom and Athena Spencer died, leaving their five children to Tom's brother, Eliot Spencer." Hardison reads the alerts aloud.
"Eliot has kids?" Parker asks. Eliot walks in at this moment.
"Eliot, you could've told us," Sophie tells the hitter that just walked in.
"Told you what?" Eliot asks. He stops when he sees the screen displaying his dead brother and his brother's wife.
"Where are your kids, Eliot?" Parker asks.
"They're at school, and they're not my kids, they're my nieces and nephews." Eliot growls.
"Just tell us their names, please?" Sophie begs. Eliot rolls his eyes.
"Quincy, he's a freshman in college, Raechel, I think she's a junior in high school, Mariah's in 8th, Ty is in 5th, and Chuck is in 1st. Now what is today's job?" Eliot says, trying to change the subject.
"Get to know your nieces and nephews, clearly," Sophie says.
"No, actually, Sophie, we have a job to do today. Then we can get to know Eliot's kids," Parker says.
"They're my nieces and nephews!" Eliot growls.
"Potato, tomato, or, however that thing goes." Parker says.
"Parker is right, though," Hardison says.
"About the kid thing?" Eliot growls.
"No, Eliot, about the, 'we have a job to do today'." Hardison says.
"Ok, good." Eliot growls.
"Please?" Sophie asks.
"Eliot, she's not going to give up," Nate comments.
"Fine. You can come to my 4th of July cookout." Eliot growls, grabs his stuff and leaves.
Eliot's 4th of July cookout.
"This is where he lives?" Parker asks, looking at the nice house, lodged in the woods on a quiet street.
"Yup," Hardison says, also admiring the house.
"Do you think this is what he did with the money from The Nigerian Job?" Sophie asks.
"Some of it, anyway," Nate says, and rings the doorbell. The door is opened by Eliot, who welcomes the crew in.
"Guys, these are my-" Eliot stops as he turns around and none of his nieces or nephews are there. Quincy walks out of the kitchen. He's a tall, 18 year-old, dark brown hair, longer on top with a bald fade on the sides. He has hazel eyes.
"Were you saying something?" He asks Eliot, completely ignoring the crew.
"You must be Quincy," Sophie says, shaking hands with him.
"So, I take it you're the grifter?" Quincy asks.
"How did you know?" Sophie asks, surprised.
"The way you talk." Quincy says.
"Where are your siblings?" Eliot asks.
"They are in the pool. I'm gonna go," Quincy says, waves at the crew, and walks back through the kitchen, out back to the pool.
"So, this is where you live?" Hardison asks.
"Yeah, I, uh, just finished moving the kid's stuff in." Eliot says.
"Can we have a tour?" Parker asks. Eliot shrugs.
First they see the kitchen, a long, peninsula granite tabletop protruding from the first set of cabinets. The sink is between the cabinets and the rest of the table. The counters edge the room, with more cabinet space and lots of countertop space for the hitter chef. Then they see the living room, a couple couches, and a tv.
"So, you got a tv?" Hardison teases.
"The kids play video games on it, or something like that," Eliot mumbles.
"Nice," Hardison says.
They see the kid's bedroom.
"One bedroom?" Parker asks.
"For five of them?" Sophie adds. Then they see the long room, with 3 sets of bunk beds lining one wall. On one of the short ends of the rectangular room, there is a closet the size of the wall. It's open, and the crew sees the cardboard dividers separating the kid's clothes. There is a set of drawers in each section, and the tops of the bureaus appear to be used as desks. Across the room from the closet is a bookcase, full of books and photos. Across from the bunk beds are 5 boxes, each labeled with a name: Quincy, Raechel, Mariah, Tyrone, and Chuck.
"Who sleeps in the sixth bed?" Nate asks.
"The dog." Eliot says.
"The dog?" Hardison asks.
"The dog. His name's Major D." Eliot replies.
"Major D?" Sophie asks.
"Major Distraction. Don't ask." Eliot says.
After the crew got a good look at the house, they join the party outside.
They spot Quinn and Shelley among the kids. They see a German Shepherd, and a 16 year-old girl petting it. They see a 6 and an 11 year-old in the short end of the pool. Eliot watches as Quinn, Shelley, and Rye, the 13 year-old line up behind the diving board. Rye has shoulder length dirty blonde hair pulled back in a pony tail. She has blue eyes, and nerdy blue glasses.
"What are they doing?" Eliot asks Quincy, who is nearby.
"Diving contest." Quincy says.
"Rye dives?" Eliot asks. Quincy nods. The crew watches as Quinn hops onto the diving board, runs, jumps, and falls into a nice swan dive. Shelley's up next, and he falls into a classic dive. Rye takes off her glasses and hops up. She walks to the end of the board, mentally remembering where it ends. She steps back, runs, and falls into a jack knife dive.
"Cool," Is all Parker says before she and Hardison take out their comms and jump into the pool.
Raechel walks up to Sophie and Nate with the dog following.
"Hi, I'm Raechel," Raechel introduces herself. Her dark brown hair just falls past the shoulder, and she has green eyes. "This is Major D." She gestures to the dog, and Sophie and Nate shake hands with the dog.
"You taught him that?" Nate asks.
"Yeah. That's Rye, Ty, and Chuck." She points to Rye, the 11 year-old, and the 6 year-old. Ty has dark brown hair, with a bald fade. Chuck has dirty blonde hair, also with a bald fade. Ty has brown eyes and Chuck has blue.
"Nice to meet you," Sophie says. "I'm Sophie and this is Nate, and that's Hardison and Parker," Sophie says, pointing to Hardison and Parker, who have already engaged in a full out water gun fight.
"Cool," Raechel says.
"So, Eliot, that was very fun," Nate tells Eliot.
"Yeah, they're, interesting kids." Eliot replies, walking the crew out.
"When can we see them again?" Parker asks. She and Hardison are still soaked from swimming and water gun fights.
"I don't know," Eliot admits.
"Well, let us know if it works out," Sophie says.
"Yeah, man, if they ever need anybody to play video games," Hardison says.
"I'll call you," Eliot says.
Eliot's caller id comes up on the screen.
"Oh, pick up, we might be able to see the kids again," Sophie says excitedly.
"Hello?" Hardison says. "Yeah. What time?" He keeps talking on the phone. "Ok, ok, and how long until you get back? 2 weeks! Yeah man, we can do it, but-, oh, nevermind, I'll bring some video games." Hardison says bye and hangs up. "May I present," Hardison says. "The Babysitting Job. Eliot needs us to babysit for 2 weeks while he takes care of some business." Hardison explains.
"Awesome!" Parker shouts.
"This is going to be fun," Sophie says.
"Very fun," Nate echoes.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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