A/N: Sorry about the long wait. I will be doing my best to update at least once a week and maybe twice a week if I find the time. Please enjoy.

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Eliot Spencer sat alone at the far corner of the bar. He had been there a couple of times in the past, when he had been working for another man but that was all behind him and he liked to keep it that way. Now, Nate had sent him here after Hardison had found something on Katie…

"Seems like Miss Katie always visits the same bar…" Hardison paused as his fingers danced across the keyboard in front of him. "Rays bar which is about-"

"A mile from here," Eliot finished, taking a drink from his can of beer he had gotten from the fridge a few minutes ago.

That caught Nate's attention, "You know the place?"

"I've been there before," the hitter answered the questioned simply, leaving it at that.

"Ah hello," Hardison said, waving his hand at the crew to try and recapture their attentions. "Can I get back to my explanation?" he questioned, giving them a false grin, pointing down at his laptop as he did so.

Eliot didn't say a word, only made a motion with his hands in a 'go ahead', mocking fashion as he returned the grin.

"Thank you," Hardison said, turning back to his laptop. "Now as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted," he said, eyeing Eliot before he lowered his head, just missing Eliot who had started to mock him by mimicking the others words silently. "Oh right. Katie always visits this same bar, at the same time of day but I'm not exactly sure why," he paused, running his hand admiringly over the laptop. "Yeah, picked this baby up only today. She's still new to everything," he said, smiling and so off topic.

Parker eyebrows knitted together as she leaned over to Sophie, "I think something's wrong with him," she said.

"Parker, he always gets like this when he gets a new electronic," Sophie said.

"Hardison, what time does she normally arrive?" Nate said, not wanting to waste anymore time.

Hardison's head quickly rose to look at Nate as if looking at him for the first time, "Oh right, five o'clock. She's there from five to closing time," he answered as he closed his laptop and stood up. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'd like to go somewhere private," he said and quickly took his leave.

Eliot looked down at his watch, it was now eight o'clock and Katie was nowhere to be seen. He had been sitting in the same seat for over three hours, waiting for Katie to arrive, which hadn't happened and he was beginning to get irritated when Nate's voice suddenly spoke from the earpiece in his ear.

"Eliot, has Katie arrived yet?" he questioned.

Eliot shook his head before remembering quickly that Nate couldn't see that gesture, "No," he answered, taking a drink from his beer.

"Hardison, are you sure you had the right times?" Nate questioned.

"Oh," Hardison could be heard from the earpiece. "Man my bad, did I say five?" he asked himself, "I meant ten," he finished.

There was a long silence that was interrupted by a growling sort of sound from Eliot. "Dammit Hardison," he said.

"Hey, hey, its not my fault you rudely interrupted me while I was admiring my new and improve baby," Hardison said, in a sing-song kind of voice.

"Nate," Eliot said, his voice a warning.

"Eliot, enjoy the time you have right now. Wait till she arrives and just watch her for today. Don't make any moves till tomorrow," Nate told him.

Eliot was not at all pleased with how things were going. He would have to wait another two hours, well a bit less than two hours now for Katie to show up just so he could sit there and watch her till tomorrow when he could actually make his move.

"Parker you're up," he could hear Nate say.

"Got it," Eliot could see Parker smiling in his head as she got herself ready to break into the judge's office. They needed some kind of information against the judge who was putting all these falsely accused men behind bars.


Parker was standing out back of the courthouse. She had been standing there, waiting for night to fall as well as Nate's orders before she made her move. Oh, how she loved this job the most. Nothing else compared to this job of hers. She jumped in place, excitement taking over as she pulled out a straight, silver object that resembled the end hook of a coat hanger. She brought it close to her face as she grinned before she pulled herself up onto the ledge of the closest window, using the coat hanger to slide through a small opening in the window and unlocking it so she could easily slide the window open.

She had scouted the inside of the courthouse along with Sophie a little earlier to make sure they had the right room in which they were going to break into to collect all the papers they needed, seeing as they couldn't do it during the day when the judge could come in at any moment and all the cops and security that kept watch over the halls.

Once she had the window open, she slid inside with grace, landing on her feet and moving straight for the Katie's brother's desk, pulling out a small flashlight as she began ruffling through papers on top, hoping something would catch her attention.

"Parker, what do you see?" Nate's voice rang through the earpiece.

Parker continued her search, pushing papers aside, "Just papers on different trials," she answered. She sat down in the spinning chair, pulling open the drawers and shuffling through more stacks of papers. "What exactly am I looking for?" she asked. That probably should have been her first question she asked before leaving Nate's place but she was just too excited to be breaking into a place for once in a long while even if she wasn't going to be stealing anything.

"Anything that strikes you as odd," Nate replied.

Parker looked around the room, "There aren't any pictures?" and she was right. The room was pretty bare besides the desk that stood in the middle of the room, a bookshelf that stood to the far corner of the room and a few dozen plants but that was all. It looked as if the judge hadn't been there for long.

"That's a little odd," Sophie's voice.

"What do you mean?" Nate.

"It's only a thought but does Katie and her brother have any parents still alive?" Sophie.

"No. Nothing that I can find." Hardison.

"If these two siblings are watching each others backs and are working together that must mean they're close but having no pictures in a place you've been working in for a while just strikes me as a bit odd." Sophie.

"I'll keep looking," Parker told them.

"It seems that these siblings might not be as close as we would have thought." Nate.


A quarter after ten Katie finally stepped into the bar. Her wavy dark-brown hair was swept back into a high ponytail. She wore a black leather jack with a pair of blue jeans that fit her figure quite well and to match the outfit she wore black-heeled boots that cut off just below her knees. Eliot had a strange feeling that this lady, whoever she was, was not all that meets the eye. She looked like the type of person that a person wouldn't want to mess with or at least that's the feeling Eliot got from the distinct way she stepped into the bar and moved over to the bar to take a seat.

Moments after Katie had entered the bar, five men, dressed in regular street clothes made their way through the bar and took seats at separate tables. If it hadn't been for the haircuts all of the men were sporting, Eliot wouldn't have looked twice but for some reason the haircuts caught his attention. The haircuts weren't distinct mafia haircuts but he had definitely seen the haircuts before he just couldn't put his finger to it and this really bugged him.

He ordered another drink. This was going to be a long night…


A/N: Hoped you enjoyed. I'd love to hear what you thought.