The bodies of Moreau's goons were littered all over the warehouse. Kaira was breathing heavily and was trying to calm her panic. The only thing that brought her back out of her trance was hearing a gun cock behind her. The only thing that Kaira was thinking of was, "How the Hell did I end up here?"
Sometime Earlier
Kaira and Eliot were laying in bed together. It was early in the morning. The sun hadn't even risen yet. The couple was woken up by a knock on their apartment door. Kaira groaned as she sat up. Eliot grabbed her arm.
"Come back to bed." Eliot mumbled.
Kaira chuckled.
"In a minute, sleepyhead. I'll get the door." Kaira smiled.
She placed a kiss on Eliot's forehead and smiled as she left the bedroom, putting on a loose t-shirt. She turned on the light to the living room and walked up to the door. In the doorway was a man Kaira hadn't seen since she left New York to join the army. He had medium-length dark blond hair and a beard.
(This is what he'd look like, roughly. Just go along with it.)
Behind him were two men, all dressed in suits and acted as guards. Kaira smiled at the man and hugged him.
"Zio Leo!" Kaira exclaimed, chuckling.
"Good to see you, Piccolo." Uncle Leo said, having a thick Italian accent.
Kaira let go and just chuckled, surprised to see her Uncle, aka the Don of the New York mob. In his hand was a white paper bag.
"What's it been, zio Leo?" Kaira asked.
"Too long, Piccolo." He said.
Kaira then heard Eliot coming up behind her. She turned and saw that Eliot was about to fight the men behind Kaira's uncle.
"Eliot, it's okay." Kaira calmed Eliot down.
Kaira walked back up to the door and her uncle.
"Eliot, this is my uncle Leo." Kaira gestured to Eliot, then to her uncle.
"Zio Leo, this is my husband, Eliot Spencer" Kaira smiled as she gestured from her Uncle back to Eliot.
Eliot extended his hand and shook hands with Uncle Leo.
"So you're the one who my niece keeps telling me about." Uncle Leo said, jokingly.
"All good I hope." Eliot joked.
They let go and Kaira was smiling.
"Ah, jeez where are my manners? Come in, I'll get some coffee brewing." Kaira smiled and went to walk away.
"Hey, Piccolo, you forgetting something?" Uncle Leo said, holding up the bag.
Kaira walked back over and grabbed the bag.
"What is that?" Kaira asked, opening the bag.
"When I told your nonna that I was visiting, she insisted I bring you a pastry." Uncle Leo said, smiling.
Kaira smelled the pastry and was reminded of her nonna's kitchen. She shut the door and her Uncle's guys stayed outside. Kaira got the coffee brewing and put the pastry on a plate to eat. She grabbed some coffee mugs and sat them on the table. Kaira sat down, taking a couple of bites of pastry.
"How's zia Marie, zio?" Kaira asked.
"She's good. She misses you." Uncle Leo.
"And nonna Rosalind?" Kaira asked.
"She's also good. She misses you, Piccolo. We all do." Uncle Leo said, showing a hint of sadness.
"I know, zio. Maybe for Easter, we'll come up." Kaira smiled, also showing some sadness.
"They'd like that." Uncle Leo smiled at Kaira.
"Ah, little Piccolo. I heard some stories. You are under the wing of Jimmy Ford's son?" Uncle Leo said, proud.
"Yep. That's true." Kaira smiled.
"I also heard you've taken on some big fish, Piccolo. Even heard you got the nastiest crew on the Atlantic." Uncle Leo said.
"Yeah. I finally found a job that's for me. Helping people. Just like dad." Kaira explained.
"I'm proud of you, Piccolo." Uncle Leo said.
Uncle Leo sat straighter. Kaira and Eliot got concerned.
"What is it, zio?" Kaira asked.
"I wish I could say I was here for a reunion, but I'm not. I have some information for you, Piccolo, and you Eliot." Uncle Leo revealed.
"What?" Eliot asked.
"What information, zio?" Kaira asked, worried.
"Some of my informers told me you and your crew were going after Damien Moreau." Uncle Leo said.
"Wait, informers?" Eliot questioned.
"It's what my family calls them. They're people all over that report activities and information to my uncle and his guys." Kaira explained.
"Anyways, some of my informers told me that Damien Moreau boarded a plane and is headed to D.C. His plane is arriving tomorrow." Uncle Leo explained.
"What?" Kaira and Eliot questioned.
"That's not the worst of it, Piccolo. My informers also told me that Moreau put a hit out on a young woman, a scientist named Yasmin. That's all I managed to get. My informers were hesitant, to say the least. I wasn't that surprised, given who they were reporting on." Uncle Leo explained.
Kaira and Eliot just looked at each other.
"We'll get that information to our team." Kaira said.
Uncle Leo stood up.
"As much as I want to stay and meet this team of yours, Piccolo, I am on an early flight back to New York." Uncle Leo said.
"It's okay, zio. Thank you for telling us this." Kaira stood up along with Eliot.
Uncle Leo put his hands on Kaira's shoulders.
"Be careful, Piccolo. I've heard stories of this uomo cattivo. He is a bad man. He's got his fingers in everything." Uncle Leo warned.
"I know, zio, I know. That's why we have to take him down. Plus I got Eliot. I'll be okay." Kaira smiled at Eliot, who smiled back.
"Ti amo, Piccolo." Uncle Leo said.
"Ti amo, zio." Kaira smiled.
They kissed cheeks and Eliot shook his hand and Kaira escorted him out. Kaira shut the door behind him. She turned to Eliot and she leaned against the door.
"Piccolo?" Eliot questioned, smiling at Kaira.
"It's a nickname my uncle gave me. It means "little one" in Italian." Kaira explained.
Eliot smiled back. Then what Kaira's uncle told them sunk in.
"This is bad." Kaira said.
"I know, sweetheart. We've got to warn the team." Eliot said.
"Yeah, I'll call Nate. Meanwhile, call the others in and get Hardison to track down this Yasmin. If this is a Moreau hit, then it's happening today." Kaira said.
"And if Hardison complains?" Eliot asked, smirking.
"Tell him if he complains, I'll kick his ass." Kaira smirked back and pulled Eliot to her and kiss him.
They got changed and Eliot went over to Nate's apartment. Kaira stayed behind and dialed Nate's phone. He picked up.
"Nate, we got a problem." Kaira said.
"Yeah, I know." Nate said over the phone, clearly in the car.
"What? How did you find out about it?" Kaira asked.
"Uh-" Nate said.
"Nevermind. Nathan, my uncle showed up." Kaira revealed.
"You mean your uncle that's the Don of the New York mob? What's he doing in Boston?" Nate asked.
"Yes. That one. He wanted to personally deliver me a message. Look, Moreau put a hit out on a scientist named Yasmin. Hardison's searching for her now. And there's something else, Nathan." Kaira said.
"What is it, Kaira?" Nate asked.
"Moreau's coming." Kaira revealed.
"I heard. I'm on my way back from meeting the Italian, so have Hardison keep looking for this Yasmin and figure out what the hit is." Nate said.
He hung the phone up. Kaira looked at the phone and groaned.
"Of course he knows." Kaira said.
She left and walked over to Nates apartment. Hardison was still looking up Yasmin and the rest of the team soon came and joined Kaira, Eliot, and Hardison at the briefing table.
"Kaira, what in the world is going on?" Sophie asked, joining the team, setting her purse down.
Parker joined at the table.
"So, our first problem, guess who's in town?" Kaira said.
"Who?" Parker asked.
"Damien Moreau. My uncle flew up to tell me personally." Kaira explained.
The team all had worrying expressions.
"What?" Sophie, Parker, and Hardison questioned.
"Your uncle? The mob Don?" Hardison questioned, looking at Kaira like she was crazy.
"Yeah. He got word that Moreau was flying in. Moreau should be arriving tomorrow. Which leads me to the second problem, and what Hardison is doing." Kaira said.
"Kaira's uncle told us that he heard that Moreau put out a hit on this woman named Yasmin. All we were able to get was that she was a scientist." Eliot continued explaining.
"And if this is a Moreau hit, then it's likely she doesn't have a lot of time left." Kaira said, explaining the rush.
"I'm trying, but without more, it's gonna take time." Hardison said.
"I know. Just keep working." Kaira said.
By mid-day, Hardison managed to track down the unfortunate woman. Then the team came up with a plan. They managed to track down Yasmin at an off-campus Department of Defense research lab. So at night, the OT4 (Yes, that's what I'm calling them) took pictures and acted like they were looking at Yasmin's research and grabbed some of it, and then one of them grabbed Yasmin and took her outside.
"That is DOD property! This is a Federal crime! You guys are in deep-" Yasmin exclaimed upset, when all of a sudden, her office exploded, causing her to turn and panic.
"Oh my god. What's happening? W-what's going on?" Yasmin asked, hugging Hardison.
The four took off their black masks.
"We're saving your life." Eliot said.
They loaded her up and took her to the bar.
The sun was barely up when Nate arrived at the table, a plate of breakfast in hand as he walked over. Kaira had poured some coffee and was sitting next to Yasmin. Sophie was across from them.
"Here you are." Nate said, setting the plate down.
"Thank you." Yasmin said.
Nate sat down.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for you saving me." Yasmin said, slightly confused.
"Okay, well, actually, we didn't. As of now, you are officially dead." Nate explained.
Yasmin was not pleased.
"We have to keep it that way to keep you safe." Kaira said, feeling bad for Yasmin.
"Who would want to kill me? I'm - I'm nobody." Yasmin questioned.
"Damien Moreau." Nate answered.
Yasmin just shrugged her shoulders, silently saying she didn't know him.
"Damien Moreau is, um, he's an international financier. He, uh, runs money for drug dealers, smugglers. He's, um-" Nate tried to explain when Sophie interrupted.
"He's a jack of all trades." Sophie pointed out.
"Most of them are bloody." Kaira finished.
"What would he want with me?" Yasmin asked.
"Well, we have reason to believe that this has something to do with this guy, your boss, at the Department of Defense." Nate said, pointing to the plans on the table.
"Elias Atherton." Yasmin said.
"What's he like?" Sophie asked.
"He was some kind of General. Then he retired and started working for the research arm of the DoD. He's kind of a jerk. And not nearly as smart as he thinks he is. But, I can't believe he'd be involved in something like this." Yasmin said.
"Well, he's been in Moreau's pocket for years. And we have evidence of payments going back a decade." Nate explained.
"This project that you're working on with him. What is it?" Sophie asked.
"Well that's why this is all so crazy. You're gonna laugh." Yasmin said, surprised.
"Bet we don't." Nate said.
"It's a battery." Yasmin explained.
While the trio didn't laugh, it was odd. What would a man like Damien Moreau need a battery? Kaira got Parker and Hardison down and had Yasmin show them the battery. They sat at a table, gathered around Yasmin, who was holding a tablet.
"That's a lot of energy for a small battery." Hardison pointed out.
"Yeah." Yasmin chuckled.
"It blow up?" Parker asked nonchalantly, taking a sip of her drink.
"Not everything blows up, Parker." Hardison pointed out.
Parker sighed, blowing air out her lips.
"Everything blows up, silly." Parker said.
"No, it's just a power source. I was working in a civilian laboratory when Atherton and the DoD folded in my research grant with one of their projects. That's when I started asking questions." Yasmin said.
Just then, Nate called for Yasmin as he walked in, holding a yellow folder.
"Your ride is just outside." Nate said.
Yasmin and Kaira got up and walked to Nate. Nate handed her the envelope and a card.
"Okay, now, uh, talk to this guy." Nate said.
"Detective Captain Bonnano." Yasmin read the card.
"He's a friend of ours. Just talk to him only, and he'll keep you safe." Kaira added.
"Thank you." Yasmin said.
"Well, thank us when it's over." Nate said.
Sophie walked in and Yasmin grabbed her things and walked out.
"If we're around." Nate said, not liking the stakes.
He walked over to the table with Kaira.
"I called some friends in Europe. Damien Moreau is running an auction at the end of the week." Sophie went to sit down.
"Two million-dollar buy-in. High rollers only. Something about Ram's Horn." Sophie explained as Kaira and Nate sat down.
"Yasmin's deadline was this week. That's not a coincidence." Nate pointed out.
"Time to notify the Feds?" Hardison questioned.
"No, Athertons too connected. No, if we come at him straight on, he's just gonna call in some favor from a Senator, and he'll skate on this whole thing." Nate said.
Eliot then walked in and walked to the table.
"If Moreau was bothered by the cops, he wouldn't be staying in a downtown hotel in D.C." Eliot said, sitting next to Kaira.
"You're keeping tabs on Moreau?" Sophie questioned Eliot.
"I make it a priority to know where Moreau is at all times. So we can avoid him. Atherton's a General in the Black ops. Moreau. Well, he's Moreau. We need more time." Eliot said.
"We've run out of time." Nate pointed out.
"To prep this." Eliot said, not liking the timetable.
"First things first, we need to figure out what this Ram's Horn is, and why Yasmin's battery is important to it. Second, we need to figure out where Moreau is holding the auction." Kaira pointed out.
"Hey, you cool man?" Hardison asked Eliot.
Eliot tried to speak, but couldn't.
"Nate, me, Kaira, and Hardison will hit Moreau. We'll get an invite to the auction." Eliot said, looking at Kaira to make sure she was ready.
Kaira nodded her head, saying she was good with the plan.
"Okay, you guys do that. And the rest of us, we'll find out what the hell this, uh, this Ram's Horn thing is, and uh, Sophie. Who exactly can get into a government facility on short notice?" Nate said.
"The President, the Vice President, any of the joint chiefs, and anyone from Congress." Sophie answered.
"All right, perfect. Nobody knows who their congressman is." Nate pointed out.
"It's a DoD lab, so best I can do is visitor passes. Maybe media relations, but nothing classified." Hardison pointed out.
"All right, well, that'll get us in. Atherton will do the rest. Let's go steal the Department of Defence." Nate said the rallying cry.
"Isn't that treason?" Parker questioned.
"We'll give it back." Nate said.
He left and the team got to work on their plans. Nate, Sophie, and Parker went to the DoD to do their part, while Eliot and Kaira got mentally prepared to face Moreau and drove to the hotel Moreau was staying at.
At the DoD facility, Nate walked up to Atherton on the steps, dressed in a suit, briefcase in hand.
"General Atherton. Thank goodness. Lionel Whitney, Legislative liaison with the DoD. There's been an emergency." Nate introduced himself.
"I don't believe we've met." Atherton said, dismissing Nate.
"Oh, yes we have. Geneva. Yes, last year, the CERN conference. I was part of your team when you were bidding on the X-1 project." Nate said.
"Of course. Of course." Atherton handed his second a tablet.
"Uh, Bixby. Come back later." Atherton ordered.
Bixby left.
"Now, we need to get you out of here." Nate said, leading Atherton up the steps.
"What's wrong?" Atherton asked.
"Well, it's not what, it's who." Nate said.
Sophie finished signing in with Parker.
"General Atherton." Sophie called up to them, causing Nate to yell and stop.
"Her." Nate pointed to Sophie.
Back at the hotel, Hardison was dressed as a caterer, pushing a cart of food, dressed in a tux. Kaira and Eliot waited for Hardison. Hardison came and they got ready.
"Moreau's having a party downstairs. Only way in's the service elevator." Eliot reported.
"Okay. So here's the plan. We just got to use this to get downstairs. Once we're there, I'm the middle man, you two are my bodyguards." Hardison said, slowly moving to the elevator.
"I'm your bodyguard?" Eliot questioned quietly.
Kaira put her fingers in her jeans pocket, hiding her ring.
"That's your plan?" Kaira questioned quietly, knowing what her and Eliot's plan was.
The trio walked up to the three guards blocking the elevator. One of them stuck their hand out, wanting Hardison to stop.
"What is this?" He asked, having a European accent.
"Gason. I'm the manager of the kitchen, and I wanted to personally deliver Mr. Moreau his cuisine." Hardison said, putting a French accent on.
Eliot and Kaira stared the guards down.
"Who the hell are you?" Another guard asked Eliot.
"Me? I'm Eliot Spencer." Eliot said.
"Kaira Newton." Kaira introduced herself.
Kaira could sense the look Hardison was giving.
"Open the door." The guard ordered.
The third guard opened the door.
"This way." The second guy said.
The elevator doors opened and Eliot, Kaira, and Hardison along with a guard walked in. Kaira and Eliot discreetly took off their wedding rings.
"Eliot, Kaira, why did you tell them your real names?" Hardison asked quietly.
Eliot and Kaira just looked at each other, knowing the place they'd have to go to mentally.
"Why did you tell them your real names?" Hardison asked again.
Eliot and Kaira remained silent, only glancing at each other to make sure they were ready. Kaira wasn't going to lie, her stomach was in knots. What was about to be revealed was something Kaira hadn't thought about since it ended.
"Why did you tell them your real names? Why did you tell them your real names?" Hardison asked again.
"Just stick close to us, okay? This might get messy." Eliot whispered.
Hardison just shook his head.
Back at the DoD facility, Atherton led Sophie, Nate, and Parker in a room.
"In here, Congresswoman. This is where my team does their high-energy research." Atherton said, opening the door and leading Sophie in.
"Ooh, I gonna need more details than that, General, to see what ya might be wastin' the taxpayer's money on." Sophie said, putting on a southern accent.
"I served my country for 20 years, congresswoman. I don't need lectures." Atherton said, offended.
"Ah, General. If I could have a word over here. Thank you." Nate said, leading Atherton away as Parker lifted his wallet.
She showed it to Sophie, who put her hand down.
"Please do not antagonize her." Nate warned.
"Ah, she's another anti-war local hack. I can handle her." Atherton insisted.
"Ah, no, no, no. She's an angry ex-schoolteacher with subpoena power. She will make your life Hell, trust me. Happy face, happy face. Let's go." Nate said.
Nate started laughing a bit. "Yes." Nate laughed.
"Of course, I can show you the work we're doing here. Everything but the fifth floor. That requires Indigo level clearance. Top secret." Atherton said, walking back to Sophie.
"It'll have to do." Sophie said, walking away, but then acted like she remembered something.
"Ooh, my assistant needs to make a few calls. Would you mind if she stays behind while I go on this nonclassified tour?" Sophie said as Atherton joined her.
"She's not cleared to be alone in here." Atherton said.
"General, uh, let's not inconvenience Representative Hanko here. How about I stay with the girl and you can show the congresswoman around?" Nate suggested as Sophie lifted his phone.
"Of course. Follow me." Atherton said, ready to go.
"Thank you." Sophie said.
Atherton opened the door.
"Ooh. Use my phone. The numbers are on speed dial." Sophie said, tossing Nate Atherton's phone as they left.
At the hotel, Eliot, Kaira, Hardison, and the security guard all walked into the pool room, where immediately goons pulled out their guns. They walked along the side of the pool, seeing another man surrounded by bikini-clad women in a hot tub, sitting at a table. He stood up and met with the trio at the back of the pool. Eliot and Kaira got in his face as goons surrounded the man and the trio. The goons cocked their guns and pointed them at the trio, causing the women to mutter and leave, panicked. Eliot and Kaira stayed stone-faced.
"Chapman." Eliot said.
"Eliot." Chapman looked at Eliot. Chapman turned to Kaira.
"Kaira Newton. Always a pleasure." Chapman said, flirting a bit.
TW: Mention of sexual assault.
"Chapman. Never a pleasure." Kaira said, still being stone-faced.
"You still mad about me for that incident?" Chapman asked Kaira.
"You mean when you got me drunk and tried to take advantage of me?" Kaira questioned quietly, getting close to Chapman.
"That's not how I remember it." Chapman said.
Kaira just scoffed, dropping the topic for now.
End of TW
"They gave you the job?" Eliot questioned Chapman, not bringing up what Kaira said.
"There was an opening." Chapman said.
Just then a door opened, revealing the man himself, Damien Moreau, drying himself off. Eliot and Kaira turned to him.
"That's no way to treat a couple of old friends." Moreau said, signaling his goons to stand down.
The goons uncocked their guns and put them away. Moreau walked up to Eliot and Kaira.
"Damien." Eliot said.
"Damien." Kaira said, also remaining stone-faced.
"Let's catch up." Moreau said.
Hardison was still confused and shocked.
Back at the DoD facility, Nate swiped a card on Athertons computer to get in.
"Atherton's security clearance card." Nate said as he swiped the card.
Parker sat down and plugged in the USB as Nate put the briefcase on the table. Parker got the computer up and running.
"Okay, what do you got?" Nate asked.
"Nothing called Ram's Horn. Just a bunch of file numbers. This is way too much data to download. We're gonna have to narrow this down." Parker said.
Nate thought a second and grabbed Atherton's phone.
"Atherton's phone." Nate said.
He looked through the contacts and saw there was a recent call to Bixby, who he remembered was with Atherton when he first walked in. Nate dialed the phone and called Bixby, pretending to be Atherton. He got Bixby to send over the file number and showed Parker the number. Parker started downloading the files.
Back at the hotel, things had taken a change. Hardison was handcuffed to a chair at the edge of the pool. Eliot and Kaira were on opposite sides of him.
"You call this a plan?" Hardison questioned Eliot quietly.
"I'm not handcuffed to anything." Eliot said quietly.
Hardison glared at the couple as they watched Moreau pour a drink. Moreau walked over.
"You two work alone." Moreau pointed to the couple.
"Thing's change." Eliot said. Moreau sat down.
"Don't take it personally. Takes me a while to warm up to people." Moreau told Hardison.
Just then a woman in a gold bikini came over with three glasses of champagne.
"He prefers beer. She prefers whiskey." Moreau told the woman.
Kaira chuckled a tad. Hardison went to grab the champagne flute, but the woman walked away before Hardison could grab it.
"This one of your retrieval jobs, Eliot? Kaira? Tell me, whose Snoopy lunch box do I have?" Moreau demanded.
"It's not a retrieval." Eliot answered.
"We're escorting the middleman. We're contracted to make sure he gets in and out of here alive with an offer." Kaira said.
Hardison cleared his throat.
"Pardon. Monsieur. My client has heard what you are selling and would like to acquire the Ram's Horn." Hardison said, still in cover.
"And your client is?" Moreau asked Hardison.
Hardison acted reluctantly.
"Eh, if you indulge us with the details of the auction, we can make a deal, all will be forgiven. I assure you we are working in good faith." Hardison suggested.
"I'm sure you are. I'm sure you are. But I don't know you." Moreau pointed at Hardison.
He looked at Eliot and Kaira.
"I do know you. We could talk." Moreau offered the couple.
"We ain't big on talking, Moreau." Kaira said.
Moreau thought of what Kaira said.
"Okay. Let's keep it short." Moreau said, putting his glass down.
He stood up and walked to Hardison. He kicked Hardison's chair in the pool, Hardison screaming as he hit the water. Kaira and Eliot tried to not react.
"I'm sure you told your client I don't do business with strangers." Moreau said.
"That's why we're here. To vouch for him." Eliot said.
"Ah, a little vague." Moreau said.
"We never told anybody about you." Kaira said.
"We use the same confidentiality with all our clients. However we can say, they're overseas." Eliot said.
"You sell it to the international buyer, it leaves the U.S. Your hands will be clean as always. Just how you like it." Kaira sold the idea.
"I already have international buyers, so, uh, it's not an issue." Moreau said.
He thought about the offer as he grabbed his drink. Kaira and Eliot silently worried about Hardison.
"What else you got?" Moreau asked.
Eliot and Kaira made a Devil's deal and Moreau threw the keys down into the pool. Soon, Hardison came up and he got out of the pool, coughing to catch his breath as he rejoined the couple, buttoning his suit and drying his face.
"And what message I should convey to my employer?" Hardison asked, still dripping.
Moreau started laughing.
"I like this one." Moreau kept laughing.
Hardison started shivering from still being soaking wet.
"Glad we could strike a deal. Reminds me of Belgrade." Moreau said.
He walked away. Eliot, Hardison, and Kaira started walking away.
"Come on." Eliot said.
"I lowered the chair and sucked the air from the pneumatic, it gave me an extra 30 seconds. It better be why you two didn't get me, cause you'd know I'd do that, right?" Hardison asked, not happy at all with what happened as they left, letting the girls walk back into the room.
"Yeah, Hardison. Cause I knew you were gonna suck air out of a chair." Eliot growled.
"It better be why didn't come and get me." Hardison repeated as they left.
"Sure, Hardison." Kaira said, glad that part of the job was over.
They left the hotel and met with the others at a park. Parker was sitting on a bench with Nate and Sophie across from her as she was holding a tablet.
"It looks like a-" Parker said, handing the tablet to Sophie.
"A fish? A complicated fish. We need to give Yasmin a ring." Sophie said.
Eliot, Hardison, and Kaira walked over, having already put back on their rings.
"No, I want to keep Yasmin clear." Nate looked at the trio.
"What?" Nate questioned, seeing Hardison's upset manor, and still damp suit.
"Tell them what you did, you two. Hmm? You risked my life." Hardison said, in Eliot's face.
"We're in." Eliot said, ignoring Hardison.
"Moreau's gonna give us the details of the auction tomorrow." Kaira said, praying she wouldn't have to tell the truth.
"You two? Why he giving you-" Sophie questioned when Eliot cut her off.
"I said we're in! Just make the plan." Eliot said, not wanting it brought up again.
"Hey, Eliot and Kaira worked with Moreau back in the day." Hardison said, Kaira just covered her mouth, knowing what she'd have to do next as Eliot grabbed her arm, hoping to comfort Kaira while hiding his own shame and guilt.
"A lot. Tell them." Hardison pressured the couple.
"Dammit, Hardison." Kaira growled, upset at herself that she and Eliot had to admit something that they both agreed never to talk about again.
Hardison sat down, leaving just the couple standing. Nate stood up.
"We've been chasing for six months. And you didn't tell us?" Nate said, not pleased at all.
"Because I was trying-" Eliot said when Nate interrupted.
"Because what?" Nate questioned.
"- to figure out a way around this, all right. Maybe take my shot." Eliot said when Nate cut in.
"Because you're protecting him? Is that what you-?" Nate questioned.
"Because we were trying to protect you!" Kaira yelled, getting emotional.
"All right, last time I checked, that's our job." Eliot said, grabbing Kaira's hand.
Nate scoffed.
"Look. We can handle Moreau." Nate said.
"We're out of our league, Nate. Every one of Moreau's men has innocent blood on their hands. Every one of them... every one of them... are worse than me." Eliot said.
Kaira squeezed Eliot's hand, knowing what she had to do.
"And me." Kaira said regretfully.
"You think you know what we've done? The worst thing I ever did in my entire life... I did for Damien Moreau. And I... I'll never be clean of that." Eliot said, still holding back.
"And the worst thing that ever happened to me happened on Moreau's watch." Kaira confessed, knowing Eliot couldn't be alone in this.
"What did you do? What happened?" Parker asked the couple.
"Don't ask me that, Parker." Eliot said defensively.
He looked at the thief, and the thief looked at Eliot and Kaira.
"Because if you ask me, I'm gonna tell you. So please... don't ask me." Eliot said, his emotions high.
"Parker, I can't tell you what happened to me. I won't be the same if I say it." Kaira all but begged Parker.
Parker nodded her head at Eliot and Kaira, telling them that it was okay.
"Look, we all have a past. You both don't have to tell us anything. But we've learned the hard way we've got to be straight with each other." Sophie said.
Kaira exhaled the breath she unknowingly held in, relieved that the team forgave her. The team all looked at each other, saying that whatever happened in Kaira and Eliot's past can remain hidden for now. Nate wasn't too pleased, crossing his arms. Hardison nodded to Sophie, and she gave him the tablet. Nate looked at Eliot and Kaira. They shook their heads, saying they were good for the moment.
"So, you said that, uh, Moreau is going to give you details on the auction tomorrow. Why tomorrow?" Nate asked.
"Because he wants us to do something for him first." Eliot said.
"I bet he does. What?" Nate asked.
Eliot and Kaira looked at each other, knowing they weren't going to like what was going to be said.
"Moreau wants us to kill Atherton." Kaira revealed.
The team looked at the couple.
"Kill Atherton?" Sophie stumbled a bit.
"You can't, you're not those people anymore." Sophie said.
Eliot, Kaira, and Nate agreed to the plan. Hardison put his hand on his mouth, shocked at what he was seeing.
"Moreau doesn't know that. He doesn't know about me and Eliot's relationship. He doesn't know that Eliot is my kryptonite." Kaira also revealed.
Nate thought a second.
"They might have to be. To get us in." Nate said.
"So we can buy a bomb." Hardison said, removing his hand.
"What?" Nate turned to the hacker.
"Ram's Horn. It's a bomb. A very big bomb." Hardison revealed.
Nate grabbed the tablet as the team looked at each other and got up and walked away.
"It's a bomb?" Nate asked Hardison.
"Yeah. Yasmin's battery goes right there." Hardison pointed to the spot on the tablet.
"Battry? It's an electrical bomb?" Sophie questioned Hardison.
"It's an EMP bomb - electromagnetic pulse. I recognized it cause I built something just like it." Hardison said.
Kaira thought back to when the team took on Duke Penzer and the EMP gun that he had installed in Eliot's car.
"The EMP gun?" Kaira guessed.
"Like that, just jacked up by a factor of a million. Fries everything electronic within the blast radius. Which on this thing is about the size of a city." Hardison explained.
"Doesn't sound so bad." Parker said, trying to be hopeful.
Kaira cut in front of Parker and faced her, walking backward.
"Parker, if that thing goes off, all computers in hospitals, banks, cars, hell planes in the sky, a bunch of people will either die or get hurt badly." Kaira said, not sugar-coating the stakes.
"Oh." Parker said, realizing how bad it was.
"Yeah." Hardison confirmed what Kaira said.
"Okay. Now, Atherton is gonna give this to Moreau. And Moreau is gonna auction it off to the highest bidder." Nate said, stopping the team and turning to face them.
"Terrorists, criminal gangs." Sophie said.
"So what do we do? Call the Feds, show them the plans that we stole from the Department of Defence, and tell them that some dude with protection from on high is maybe selling it this week?" Hardison questioned.
"No, no, no. No, what we do is stick to the plan. We find out where Moreau is selling this and who the buyer is and we get into that auction." Nate laid a plan.
"Only way to get the details of the auction is if Kaira and I kill Atherton." Eliot said.
"Then that's what you're gonna do." Nate said, turning around.
The team walked away and made a plan.
The next day, Eliot and Kaira met up with Chapman and drove to Atherton's house. Kaira was in the back, Chapman was driving, and Eliot was shotgun.
"D.C's got a lot of traffic cams. Tell me about the car." Eliot said.
"Stolen in Virginia. After this we load it on a freighter and it gets dumped into the Atlantic. Gun's in there." Chapman said, nodding to the glovebox.
Eliot opened the glove box and grabbed the gun and looked at it.
"No doubt the serial numbers been shaved off and will get dumped along with the car." Kaira pointed out, knowing the drill.
"You know how Moreau does things." Chapman said.
"Yeah, well I don't really like guns, so." Eliot said, ejecting the round in the chamber and the magazine, putting it back in the glovebox.
"Moreau said-" Chapman said when Eliot cut him off.
"What'd he say? Tell me what he said. Tell me one more time what he said. He might be used to him holding your hand, but he's never had a problem with the way I work." Eliot said to Chapman.
"You really want to tell Moreau that you wouldn't let Eliot do the job because he didn't use a gun?" Kaira said to Chapman, in between the boys.
"I had heard you'd gotten soft." Chapman said, looking at Eliot, then Kaira.
He then looked at Athertons house across the street, which Atherton was leaving.
"We've been watching Atherton for weeks. Out at 6:35 a.m sharp, takes the same route to work." Chapman said.
Just then a young girl ran to Atherton, clearly his daughter. Kaira hid the panic inside well.
"I wanted to extinguish the whole family. Like we usually do. Moreau said we should wait." Chapman said.
He looked at Eliot, signaling for him to go. Eliot got out and went around the back of the car. Chapman started following Atherton.
TW: Sexual Assult
"So, Kaira." Chapman said, looking at the review mirror at Kaira.
"What, Chapman?" Kaira asked point-blank.
"What, don't want to talk about the old times while your partner is busy?" Chapman questioned Kaira, a smug smile on his face.
"No, Chapman, I want to get the job done and move on." Kaira snipped.
"Really? Well, we could get drinks tonight, for old times sake." Chapman suggested a smug look still on his face.
"Why? So you can get me drunk, get me in your room, and take my clothes off as I come to? What, didn't you learn your lesson last time?" Kaira taunted Chapman.
"I've still got the scars, bitch." Chapman muttered, knowing damn well how they got there.
"Damn right, asshole." Kaira muttered, sitting back in her seat.
End of TW
Chapman pulled up to the red light as Atherton changed lanes. Chapman stopped next to him. Chapman honked the horn.
"Looks like you've got a flat back there." Chapman told Atherton.
Atherton looked back but saw nothing. Just then Eliot came from the back seat and twisted Atherton's neck, killing him. Kaira remained stone-faced still as Eliot got out and got in the car.
"Go over 35 and I'll kill you." Eliot warned Chapman.
He drove away.
Nate acted as a coroner, wheeling in Atherton's body. He went into the autopsy room where Hardison met him and unzipped the body bag. Atherton sat up.
"Ah, you're doing good, General." Nate said.
"I can't believe Moreau wanted to have me killed." Atherton said, still getting his breath.
Nate unzipped another body bag.
"Well, you've been doing business with Moreau for years, you know what he is." Nate lifted the top of the bag.
"There's a perfectly good version of this plan where we let you get killed." Nate said.
Atherton was tossed a white lab coat.
"Hey, it's your second chance, don't waste it." Hardison said.
Nate looked at the body Hardison got to pass off as Atherton.
"What were you thinking? I mean, this guy, he's too tall. I mean, look, there's the whole-" Nate said.
"What was I thinking, you asked for a white male John Doe, you got a white male John Doe. This ain't the Gap." Hardison argued.
"Yeah, but I mean, we're in trouble if they move the zipper past here, because this guy, I mean, he - he was stabbed." Nate pointed out.
"You know what? My bad. Next time Imma spackle up the knife wound, maybe do his makeup, brush his teeth a little. Hello!" Hardison argued as he came around to meet with a white lab-coated Atherton as Nate couldn't get a word in.
"They threw me in a pool, man!" Hardison yelled.
A little bit later, Sophie went in and "identified" Athertons body, pretending to be Mrs. Atherton. Sophie played the grieving widow well and met with Nate outside with Atherton's belongings, which included his badge. Sophie was still balling as she met with Nate.
"Okay, okay, enough, enough. Now you got Atherton's I.D, right." Nate asked Sophie, who took off her wig.
She hummed to confirm.
"Okay, get Hardison and Parker, use the I.D to go steal the bomb and bring it to the auction. We get Moreau in the same room with the bomb, they'll get him for treason." Nate said, walking down the hall with Sophie.
"So instead of say, us going down for treason, huh?" Sophie said.
Eliot and Kaira got word from Moreau that they had a seat at the auction and that the buy-in was two million dollars. Moreau also said that he was going to text them the address and to be there in an hour. Nate, Kaira, and Eliot drove to the warehouse Moreau told them to go.
Meanwhile, Hardison pretended to be a scientist and used Atherton's I.D to get upstairs. Sophie was leading him from the parking lot. Hardison switched the I.D with Bixby, which gave him the freedom to go upstairs with Parker. Hardison used the I.D to unlock the door. Parker joined him.
"Hey." Parker said.
They walked in and started looking around.
"Okay, file KTA3506." Parker said as they continued walking in the room of various gadgets and such.
They found where the bomb was supposed to be, but it was just a mess of extension cords.
"Here." Parker said, looking at the spot.
"The bomb's gone." Hardison said.
Just then an alarm triggered.
"Nate. Nate something's wrong! The bomb is not here!" Hardison said.
Nate, Kaira, and Eliot were walking into the warehouse when they heard the commotion.
"Copy that." Nate said.
"Chapman said Moreau was going to load the car on a ship and dump it out to sea. He's got an international buyer." Eliot pointed out.
"Docks. Guys watch for a secure vehicle heading toward the waterfront." Nate said as they kept walking.
The stuff in the warehouse was mostly paper products, and Kaira got a bad feeling.
"Why would you hold an auction at a warehouse?" Kaira sked.
"Well, you wouldn't." Nate said.
Nate stopped and turned to his right. He saw the Italian tied and gagged to chair, dressed in a black dress and slumped in the chair, like she was out. They quietly walked up to her and Nate spun the chair to face him. Just then, chains were heard and a door closed. This was not good at all.
Meanwhile, Sophie was driving Parker and Hardison away from the building.
"Nate. Nate I got a lead on the Ram's Horn. Yasmin's battery had a messy EM signal that I can track." Hardison said as Parker was getting tossed around like a rag doll in the backseat.
"Who taught you how to drive?" Parker asked Sophie.
"Taxi driver in Istanbul." Sophie said.
"I like it." Parker said.
Back at the warehouse, Eliot was keeping watch as Nate gently tapped on the Italian's cheek, speaking quietly in Italian for her to wake up. Kaira pulled out her knife and went to take off the duct tape as the Italian woke up.
"You again." The Italian said, still groggy.
"Hey, what happened?" Nate asked the Italian.
"I was undercover with Moreau, and even he had men even in my organization." The Italian said as Kaira cut the tape off and gently peeled it off.
"They sold me out." The Italian said, sitting up and rubbing her wrist.
"So now we have to rescue you." Nate whispered.
The Italian chuckled.
"That's why I made you hate me." The Italian said.
"Oh, to make me work on my own, huh?" Nate whispered.
"It means my plan worked." The Italian said.
"Smartass." Nate said.
The Italian chuckled again.
"Nate, sweetheart, we gotta go." Eliot warned as he walked back.
Nate put the Italians arm around his neck, and Kaira did the same to help her walk as Kaira heard the faint sound of Moreau's guys.
Back on the trail of the bomb, Hardison was still tracking it as they went to where the bomb was, but it wasn't.
"The bomb is supposed to be right here. This doesn't make sense." Hardison said.
That's when they heard a train horn and the train signal go up. A train of decent length drove by. "This is gonna be a little tricky." Sophie said, realizing the bomb was on the train.
"We got to get on that freight car." Hardison said.
"I have an idea." Parker spouted.
"Am I gonna hate it?" Sophie asked.
"No, but he is." Parker said, causing Hardison to turn to face her.
Back at the warehouse, Nate, the Italian, Eliot, and Kaira were in cover behind some pallets of paper when the Italian's phone went off.
"I got it." Eliot said, grabbing the phone.
Kaira went up beside him.
"Moreau." Eliot growled.
"For what it's worth, she didn't talk. So I sent some friends to continue the conversation." Moreau said over the phone.
"Then we'll see you soon." Eliot threatened.
"By the way, the white hat really doesn't suit you, but I love the hair." Moreau said.
Eliot hung up and faced Nate and the Italian.
"Eliot, Kaira, you in trouble?" Nate asked the couple.
"Oh yeah." Eliot said, a sure look on his face.
Kaira shook her head to confirm. Eliot had them follow him behind cover.
Back on the bomb trail, Parker and Hardison were standing at a bridge, waiting for the train.
In the warehouse, the gang rounded a corner and hugged the wall. A goon came around the corner, so Eliot took him out, cracking his neck. Kaira and Eliot looked around the corner and saw Moreau's goons cornering them, their guns pointed at the group.
On the bomb trail, Parker and Hardison finally saw the train arrive. They climbed up on the railing.
At the warehouse, Eliot and Kaira knew they were trapped.
They got back behind cover.
"So we just have to get to that door." Nate said gesturing to the door right ahead of them, making it sound easier than it was.
"That's a kill box. There's too much space between here and there." Eliot pointed out.
Nate, Kaira, and the Italian tried to think of a plan.
"Are you sure you can actually take down Moreau?" Eliot asked the Italian.
"Absolutely." The Italian nodded her head yes, though unsure.
Eliot looked down at the gun on the ground, causing the others to see it. Eliot picked it up and took off his jacket. Kaira grabbed the gun she had hidden in her pants and made sure it was loaded. Eliot looked at Kaira, worried.
"I took it from the glovebox when Chapman wasn't looking. Insurance policy." Kaira said.
"Kaira, I can't ask you to do this." Eliot whispered.
"You don't have to ask me, Eliot. I'm your wife. We're in this together, always. I can't let you do this on your own." Kaira argued.
"Kaira, please. Go." Eliot begged Kaira.
"No!" Kaira whispered loudly and definite.
"Eliot, I vowed that I was always gonna watch your back and protect you. Please. Let me honor that." Kaira said, begging Eliot.
"You sure?" Eliot asked, knowing what was about to happen.
"Positive." Kaira said, sure of herself.
Kaira nodded, signaling she was ready.
"Get her out of here." Eliot said to Nate, referring to the Italian.
He and Kaira were like a well-oiled machine, coming out of cover and firing at Moreau's goons, who of course, fired back. They took cover behind a stack of cardboard boxes as the room lit up with gunfire. Kaira saw Nate and the Italian leave. The bullets all of a sudden stopped.
At the train, Parker and Hardison jumped onto the train, screaming and yelling as they fell. They jumped across the train cars to get to the right one.
Eliot and Kaira reloaded their weapons and nodded again, signaling to go. Eliot and Kaira once again fired at the goons, shooting a couple in the chest. They went behind where the downed goon fell and went into cover as Moreau's goons kept shooting at them.
Parker and Hardison opened up the hatch on the train car and saw two guys. They jumped down and knocked them out, with Parker using her taser.
"Yeah!" Hardison said, glad he was still alive.
Hardison groaned in pain as he shook his hand out.
"That's why I use this." Parker said, still holding her taser.
They walked up to the bomb. Thick metal wires were holding it to the floor.
"Okay, this thing's bolted to the ground for transportation." Hardison pointed out.
"Yeah. So much for stealing it." Parker said.
Hardison analyzed the bomb, making a plan.
"Parker, that access panel, can you get that open?" Hardison asked Parker.
"You got an idea?" Parker asked Hardison.
"Yeah." Hardison said.
"Am I gonna hate it?" Parker asked.
"No. But I am." Hardison said.
Back at the warehouse, the hitter couple was still taking fire. Eliot crawled to grab the other gun, and Kaira grabbed the ammo as she realized the gun she took and the ammo was empty. Eliot handed the gun to her. He stood up and fired at Moreaus goons. Kaira saw a goon coming from the side, so she took care of it. She ran over and grabbed his gun and ammo and came back. Eliot and Kaira looked at each other. They gave the signal and ran back across the kill box, taking out more goons as Eliot and Kaira dove into the boxes. Eliot unloaded a magazine into the aviation-grade lubricant tubs, spreading it all over the floor as Kaira covered him. He realized he was out a growled as he got into cover, covering Kaira with his body.
At the train car, Hardison snipped a wire.
"What are you doing?" Parker asked Hardison, who was deep in thought.
"Yasmin's battery is one of a kind. Now, if I do this right, I'll overload the batteries, they'll explode, and this thing is worthless." Hardison said, cutting wires.
"And if you do it wrong?" Parker questioned.
"The bomb triggers a giant EMP pulse, Washington D.C is fried, and thousands die, and we go down as the biggest terrorists in American history, but we'll be dead too, so it's not really our problem." Hardison started nervous ranting.
"Well there's that." Parker said.
"There is that." Hardison said, nervous.
Back at the warehouse, Eliot pulled the dead goon down and grabbed his gun and ammo and loaded up. Kaira and Eliot didn't hear the gunfire anymore. Adrenaline was pumping through their veins. They knew what move they'd have to make next. Kaira and Eliot looked at each other.
"Eliot, you know what's next." Kaira whispered to warned Eliot.
"I know." Eliot whispered.
"If I don't make it, I want you to know that I don't blame you. Marrying you is a choice I'll never regret. I love you so much, Eliot." Kaira said, starting to get a bit emotional.
"Princess, if I don't make it, I want you to know that I'm sorry. I'm sorry I got you into this mess. I don't deserve you, but I'm damn grateful I have you." Eliot said, a hint of fear in his voice.
Something Kaira hadn't heard before. Eliot smiled a bit to hide his fear.
"I love you so damn much, Kaira." Eliot pulled Kaira into a hard kiss.
The fact that a gauntlet laid ahead of them and almost certain death waited ahead made the passionate kiss bittersweet. When Kaira let go, she saw something in Eliot's eye. Something that Eliot saw in Kaira's own eyes. The sheer will to survive. Kaira kept replaying the vow she made to Eliot. That they were gonna be together, through bad times and good times. Till death do them part. Kaira nodded at Eliot, who unannounced to her, was replaying a similar image. He nodded back. Both of the couples stood up and walked to the center of the gauntlet. A look in their eyes said, "I'm not going down without a fight." The goons kept their guns trained on the couple as they recocked their guns. The goons brought their guns up again. Kaira and Eliot both took a breath in. They started running as they fired again, taking out goons along the way. Then they slide, limboing as they kept sliding, taking out one goon after another. Bang! Bang! Another one down. They even slid backward! Once they reached the end, Eliot fired a single bullet into a barrel labeled "explosive". The barrel exploded, killing all the goons nearby.
On the train, Hardisn snipped the final wire.
"Now I just need an electric charge to overload the batteries." Hardison said.
He thought a second.
"Your taser." Hardison said.
Parker handed Hardison her taser. Hardison stuck it inside the panel and turned it on, overloading the batteries. Hardison yelled at them to go as the bomb started whirring. Sophie was driving alongside the train when she heard the explosion. Luckily, Parker and Hardison were a train car back.
At the warehouse, Eliot and Kaira stood up, looking at the destruction that was left behind. and the fire in front of them, lighting their faces up orange and red. Kaira was still running on adrenaline. That's when they heard a gun cock, and didn't react.
"You said you didn't like guns." Chapman said.
Kaira and Eliot turned around to see Chapman was wounded, but alive, pointing a gun at them.
"We don't." Kaira said.
Both Kaira and Eliot then pointed their guns and drilled Chapman in the chest, killing him.
"Never said we coulnd't use them." Eliot said.
Chapman's body fell to the ground. Eliot and Kaira unloaded their guns and threw them to the ground. Eliot and Kaira made sure that the other wasn't hurt. Kaira just had a shoulder graze, which she didn't even notice because of the adrenaline. They hugged and kissed again, glad to still be alive and they left.
At the train, Parker and Hardison were finally able to get off as Sophie drove up to the stopped train.
"Come on, then." Sophie said, glad to see the thief and hacker were okay.
Parker went up to Hardison.
"You know what I'm in the mood for?" Parker asked, smiling some
"What?" Hardison asked, also smiling as Parker went down the steps and held onto the railing and leaned back.
"Pretzels." Parker said, happy as can be. She got in the car. Hardison took a second to process what Parker said, but he did get it and smiled, happy for getting the idea as he got in the car. Sophie drove off. Hardison went on comms and said the bomb had been disabled.
Nate then had Hardison track where Moreau was going.
"Nate, there's only one flight leaving that airfield today. The flight plan is flying to San Lorenzo. Main hanger." Hardison told Nate as Sophie raced to get to the airport.
"We're gonna have to meet you there. We're a little busy here." Sophie said, hearing the police sirens.
Hardison looked at Sophie.
"You are enjoying this?" Hardision questioned.
Sophie and Parker both had smiled on their face.
At the airport, Nate and the Italian confronted Moreau just as he was about to board his flight.
"Moreau!" Nate called to him, joining the Italian.
"Look at that. You saved the girl. Who are you?" Moreau said, all smug, taking off his sunglasses.
"You don't know." Nate said, curious.
"Not yet. Not that it matters." Moreau said, brushing it off.
"We found your bomb." Nate said.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, I never had any bomb in my possession." Moreau said.
"Well, yes, um, did you take payment yet, because right now it lies scattered in burning pieces across a quarter-mile of railroad track. And whoever bought it is sitting in a Baltimore waterfront wondering why Damien Moreau cheated them out of what 20 million, 30 million? I hope it wasn't the Koreans. Not super forgiving." Nate taunted, getting out his phone and dialing.
"Who are you?" Moreau asked again.
Nate gestrered for Moreau to wait as he put the phone to his ear.
"Yeah. Give it to him. Now" Nate said, calling Yasmin, giving her the signal to give the file to Bonanno.
He hung up the phone.
"Now I just delivered proof of your crimes to the police." Nate said, putting his phone in his jacket.
"You don't have any proof of my crimes." Moreau pointed out.
"You're right. You're right, I don't. That's right. But I'm framing you with her crimes." Nate pointed to the Italian.
She looked at Nate, realizing that Nate opened the envelope he had taken from Alexander Motto's safe.
"You did open it. You lied." The Italian realized.
"No, of course I did." Nate stumbled a bit before getting back on track.
"Anyway, five months ago she asked me to steal records of money laundering through blood diamonds. Now the CIA, the NSA, the Russians, were moving black ops money through Alexander Motto. Now, you cover your tracks perfectly. Them, not so much. Now there's enough evidence in those envelopes to take down governments. All I had to do was change the accounts in terms of where the money went to, so it went to your account." Nate revealed.
See, Nate kept the account numbers he got from Mark Vector.
"None of that is true." Moreau pointed out, getting anxious.
"Ah, who cares, true shmue. It's all, you know, I mean, can you imagine governments now they have a fall guy? You. Look, the one thing that I've learned, Moreau, over the past three years is that, uh, well the only thing more ruthless than a criminal is a politician trying to save his own ass." Nate said.
"Who are you?" Moreau asked again, this time angrier.
Nate chuckled and paced to be in front of Moreau.
"You know how it feels like you've been poked by a stick? You know over the last six months or so? I'm that stick." Nate revealed.
Just then, Eliot and Kaira burst through the hanger door and ran towards Moreau, ducking under a hanger. Moreau pulled a gun out.
"You've got one shot, Moreau!" Eliot yelled as Moreau aimed for Eliot.
He then changed aim and shot the Italian in the shoulder, causing her to go down and moan in pain. Nate turned back as Moreau got on the plane.
"No, Eliot, Kiddo, no!" Nate yelled as he held back the two pissed-off hitters.
The door on the airplane shut.
"I got other plans for him." Nate told Eliot and Kaira.
Kaira and Eliot just looked at the plane taxiing as Nate got the Italian sat up.
"Eliot, Kaira!" Nate called them over.
Eliot took off his jacket and held it to the wound as Kaira examined it and called the cops, getting an ambulance for the Italian.
It was dark by the time everyone got calmed down enough. Nate was looking at the Italian being loaded into the ambulance as Eliot and Kaira walked up to him, seeing the rest of the team arriving.
"The rest of the team-" Eliot said when Kaira cut him off.
"They don't have to know what we did." Kaira said, feeling a bit guilty and a bit pissed off.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Nate said, the secret safe with him.
Kaira smiled and mouthed "thank you" to Nate. The team walked up to the ambulance. Nate walked up beside the Italian on the gurney.
She spoke Italian, "Thank you for saving my life, Mr. Ford." The Italian said.
"You would have done the same for me." Nate replied in Italian.
"No." The Italian said.
"Hmm, well I'm glad he didn't shoot me." Nate said.
"You're a free man, now." The Italian said.
"Hmm, job's not done." Nate pointed out.
"The job is dead." The Italian said.
"Moreau's going to San Lorenzo. Tiny little European country with no extradition treaty. With anyone." Hardison explained.
"You couldn't touch him in your own country. How can you touch him in his?" The Italian questioned, clearly still in pain.
Nate scoffed and then told the team to walk away.
"What now?" Sophie asked.
"Now we go get him." Nate said.
"In San Lorenzo?" Kaira questioned.
"San Lorenzo." Nate said.
"Nate, what are we gonna do when we get there?" Sophie asked.
"Finish the job." Nate said.
The team all left the airport. This team was hell-bent on going after Damien Moreau. And now the team's next stop was San Lorenzo.