Eliot took a moment to duck out while Allie ate and wrote down what she remembered. There was no way in hell he was going to let local cops deal with this, but she wouldn't meet with the team. At least, not if he was introducing them.
He dialed Nate first. It rung a few times before he got an answer.
"Hello?" It was Sophie.
"Put Nate on." He said. "We've got a client, but she doesn't want anything to do with us."
"What?" Sophie asked.
"I know, but it's important." He explained. "Just get Nate and get the team." Eliot took a second to glance back over at Allie. She was still writing, but he couldn't guarantee when she'd be done. "I'll explain as we go, but we need someone to be able to intercept her at Precinct 9. This isn't something we can let the cops deal with."
"Hold on," Sophie said, and he could hear the phone being passed off.
"Eliot." Nate greeted.
"I need one of us to be a cop, and fast." He said. "We have a client."
"Why can't you just bring her here?"
"It's a long story." He hissed, checking on her again. She'd stopped writing to actually eat, thankfully. Didn't necessarily mean that she still had any more writing to do, though. "I'll explain it later, but she needs our help."
"Parker and Hardison can be at your place in 15." Nate offered, but Eliot shook his head.
"No, it can't be here. None of you can seem like you know me."
"And why is that?"
"A part of the long story." He could hear Nate sigh on the other end of the line, thinking.
"Can you tell me where she'll be going to meet an officer?"
"Precinct 9 is closest." Eliot said. "I'll have my earbud in. You guys can track me there."
"Good." Nate said. "Parker and Hardison can be there in 20 minutes. Me and Sophie can be there in 30."
"Thank you." Eliot hung up quickly, walking to his room to get his earbud and keys. He managed to put it in right as Allie called for him. "One second!" He rooted around a bit more for a hair tie, making sure his earbud was firmly in place as he did. Allie rounded the corner of his door just as he was starting to put his hair back.
"Got an interest in fashion now?" She asked, smirking a little as she looked at him. "What happened to the military crop you used to love? Said it made you look cool and everything?"
"Shut up." Eliot muttered. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, I was about to ask you which way to walk." Eliot shook his head at that.
"You're not walking." Eliot said.
"I'm pretty certain I can get there no problem."
"Allison, you have consistently been the most directionally-challenged person I have ever met." Eliot stated. "Remember the camping incident?" Allie pursed her lips at that reminder. She'd gone camping with Eliot and his dad when she was young, and had gotten lost trying to get firewood.
Eight times.
In the same trip.
"Then where would you say is the nearest bus station?"
"Do you even have any money for a bus?" He cut her off before she could interject. "Or a cab? Or any sort of transportation other than me driving you?"
"Walking doesn't require money." She muttered.
"Fine. You can walk if you can tell me right now which direction is north." Eliot raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms as Allie gritted her teeth. She had no idea, and they both knew it. Still, she pointed in a random direction that, actually, just so happened to be North. "Nice try." Eliot lied.
"Eliot, we're in on coms." Hardison's voice, coming through as if the hacker were right next to him. "We'll be there soon, but we're going to need a little extra time to set up long enough for it all to fool her. Stall for as long as you can."
"Fine." Allie muttered. "What's your brilliant idea, then?" Eliot just raised his keys for her to see, jingling them.
"I'll take you there." He offered. "And if they deem it safe enough, take you to your apartment afterwards. If not, you're free to stay with me as long as you'd like."
"I'm not staying long." She promised, but the words came out more harshly than that. It hurt Eliot a little to hear that change. She'd been almost smiling at him earlier in their rapport. It had been just like when they were younger, before…
Well, just before.
Eliot wasn't really certain if he would ever be able to make up for before.