Title: The Tea Party Job Part 3
Author: Trowa B
Rating: FRA
Notes: havenward's prompt over on comment_fic: NCIS/Leverage, Abby Sciuto/Eliot Spencer, "turn that frown upside down"
Summary: He shouldn't have been surprised, really.

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Sophie had abandoned him to Abby, Eliot realised as he reached up and tried to yank the sparkly tiara out of his hair. He only succeeded in entangling it further, braid snarling with the fine teeth on the attaching combs and Abby giggled maniacally.

"C'mon, Ellie," she chirruped. "Turn that frown upside down! You made a little girl very happy."

He glared at her until, with a grin, she gestured to the chair she had dragged away from the wall. "Sit," she ordered and once he had, began to carefully unpick the strands of hair from the white plastic. She even undid the braids for him, and he was practically purring under her ministrations as his phone beeped.

Abby's too-rapidly retreating footsteps should have been the first clue, but he checked the message anyway. Lindsey.

*Nice do!* the message read.

"Abby!" he yelled as his office door clicked shut. He slammed it open, hurtling past a bewildered looking Hardison as Abby's admonition of, "C'mon Ellie, now remember what I said!" floated back to him before the office's main door also clicked shut – and how she ran so fast in those boots of hers, he would love to know.

Which was when his phone beeped again. Chris this time, the message read, "Hey bro. Abs says you're setting new trends!"

Ignoring Sophie and her attempt to stop him, Eliot yanked the front door open, racing after Abby with the intent of attempting to drown her in a water butt like she had tried to do to him when he was eight and she was thirteen.