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Assembling The Team For The Greatest Heist Ever

Holly sighed and took off her glasses before she started cleaning them with her shirt, "We need Cynthia, Leon, and Bree." The entire team tensed at the three names and all of them had different reactions.

Haliah knocked over her glass of milk; Paige's hazel eyes widened like golf balls and she stared at Holly in shock; Trystan did a spit take and nearly fried his laptop with the water; Brendon scowled and curled his hands into fists; Hadara's green eyes widened and she looked over at Jay with her hands in her lap; and Jay stiffened dramatically and his blue eyes flashed angrily.
"No way," Brendon exclaimed, "There is no way we are having them help us!"

"We split our separate ways Holly," Paige spoke, her voice held traces of shock and surprise, "we all chose to stay together and they chose to split up."

"They didn't split up," Holly sighed, "they're together, all three of them."

"It doesn't matter," Jay grunted, anger simmering at the bottom of his voice, "they won't agree to this."

"If we're going to do this we seriously need their help, while Trystan's a decent hacker, Brendon has some muscle, and Paige is a pretty good thief, all three of them are better then all of us." Holly explained as she put her glasses back on and looked at the security layout of the building they needed to sneak into.

"No." Jay snapped, his voice full of anger, "we are not going to intrude on them Holly."

"Jay, we need their help-" Haliah sighed when Holly's logic clicked in her mind.

"We're not doing this, alright!" He snarled as he slammed his hands down on the table and scowled, his blind blue eyes were hidden behind the last thing Bree had given him before she and the other two split from the rest of the group and vanished hardly a day later. "They had every right to leave, we can't just waltz in and expect them to help us!"

"Jay calm down," Holly attempted to calm her brother, this was what she had been trying to avoid, bringing up bad memories and upsetting her brother. "We'll just talk to them first, we won't force them into anything."

Jay glowered for a few moment moments before he plopped back into his chair and fumed, "fine."

Holly looked relieved and continued the debriefing while Jay zoned out, the blind equipment specialist was thinking about when the three left, more specifically when Bree left.

Bree briefly looked like he had slapped her before she quickly brushed it off and shrugged, acting as if she didn't care that he so rudely rejected both her opinion and her feelings. "Okay!" she said, her voice as cheerful as usual, "I'll just pretend nothing's changed then!" She smiled, the smile not quiet reaching her bright amber eyes.

"Come on!" Bree giggled and playfully pushed Jay toward the door and toward the living room turned debriefing room, "I found him Holly!" She chirped and playfully pushed him into a seat before she wandered over to the table a little ways away behind the other seats and took a seat there with Leon and Cynthia. Her expression went from cheerful to indifferent and certain and her eyes changed to be slightly grim.

:(

Bree looked up at Jay- the brunette was a few inches shorter than him- and studied him for a breif second, "am I sorry that I'm leaving?" She repeated his question and adjusted the hold she had on her tech filled backpack. "No, I'm not." She gave him an answer, her reply was blunt and simple, "I'm not sorry that I'm leaving before I get too dragged down into your mopiness from your previous relationship and wind up injured."

The truth stung and Jay flinched, he knew she was being truthful, both because she never lied to any of them, and because she had been waiting patiently for him to get over his sore pride and return her feelings for the past two years. Now that she was twenty years old, she was probably tired of waiting and figured he wouldn't ever get over his failed relationship with their resident actor, Hadara. But he already had, from the moment he watched her set off thousands of car alarms, fire alarms, and smoke detectors all at once remotely from her laptop inside their team van before she wasn't paying attention and fell off her chair with a shout of a few curse words that he had never heard out her mouth before and after the particular moment, he had had feelings for the hyperactive, sugar crazy, and highly intelligent hacker.

Bree eyes softened visibly at his flinch, "it's okay Jay, I'm just going my own way."

Jay looked at her, "I…" He couldn't say it, he couldn't say that he didn't want her to leave. Bree's amber eyes widened half an inch and Jay narrowed his own, "I don't have feelings for you Bree." He said in a grunt, hiding how upset he was by rejecting what she was thinking.

Reluctant acceptance flashed across Bree's eyes and she shrugged, "I know you don't."

Cynthia and Leon gestured toward Bree to hurry up, the two of them were standing anxiously at the door, their shoulders brushing.

"Take care of yourself." Jay grunted, his visor covered blue eyes were fixed on her as he watched her expression.

"I'll miss you too," Bree smiled, that was Jay's version of an 'I'll miss you' and she accepted that was as good as she was going to get. Bree then turned and jogged off toward Cynthia and Leon before she vanished with the other two out the door.

Jay gave an inward sigh, You never know what you have until you lose it. He decided miserably, and now we're going to ruin their new lives.

:( :( :(

"Let's hope that Paige's information is correct," Holly sighed as they turned into a small neighborhood in Trystan's sedan that contained his hacking equipment. "Or else this is going to be extremely awkward."

"I'm pretty sure it is," Paige said as she searched for the address they were looking for, "my informant is one of their friends."

"It's right alright," Brendon said as he pointed to a small cream colored house where a silver car was sitting in the driveway with a familar brunette sitting on the hood with a laptop on her lap. The brunette looked up and her eyes widened before she fumbled with disconnecting cords and jamming the laptop into the car before taking off at a sprint and disappearing inside.

"Well there goes any plan." Holly sighed.

"What?" Jay asked, his voice still full of anger.

"Bree saw us." Holly sighed and Jay tensed up before he started scowling.

"Lets go," Holly sighed, put the vehicle in park, turned it off, and unbuckled herself before she pushed open her door and got out. The others followed her lead and fanned out behind her, it probably looked weird to any of the neighbors, but most of the neighbors weren't there at the moment, that was why they choose this specific time. Holly softly knocked on the door, everyone else was waiting in bated breath other than Jay who was just scowling at the wall.

The door was pulled open from the inside to reveal a wary Leon, who body language was tense and annoyed. "What do you guys want." He grunted with his arms cross over his chest, the door was propped open with his foot.

"To talk to you," Holly said to her younger brother, "we're here to talk."

"Well you're not invited." Leon grunted, he looked different after six years of being away from the group, he was taller, broader in the shoulder, and slightly more muscular. "None of you are."

"Let them in Leon," Bree's voice filtered into the team's ears and the brunette strode into view, she looked different too, her brown hair was longer, she was probably an inch taller, more freckles littered the bridge of her nose, and her amber eyes were more intelligent and confident than before. "They don't mean any harm," she pointed out, her voice lacking the enthusiasm she was known for, which gave away her reluctance, "they have the right to explain why they're here."

"Are you serious?" Leon asked indignantly, "they replaced us and refused to explain why Cyn couldn't accept my proposal, and you want me to let them in?"

"Leon," Cynthia approached, the black haired thief's footsteps were dead silent, she made no sound as she moved, "I agree with Bree, they can meet the others downstairs."

Leon gave a noise of disagreement but moved out of the way at his companions' words and pointed to a white door at the edge of the hallway, "that's the basement. Don't go upstairs." He warned with a hint of a growl in his tone.

Cynthia nudged him with her elbow as a reminder to be nice to them before her blue eyes widened as a small golden blonde haired girl rushed over to her and Leon after darting down the stairs before she stared at the large group at the door with wide hazel eyes. "Lixa!" The black haired thief hissed before she quickly ushered the six-year-old up the stairs and both of them vanished from sight.

"Follow me," Bree startled the other team out of their shock and led the way to the door which slid sideways into the wall and she led them down a set of stairs which ended in a spacious room that had multiple uses; with the large flat screen on one of the creamy colored walls with two holographic screens that accompanied it which had special pens littered all over the white carpeted floor next to each of them. A platinum blonde haired woman with leaf green eyes was casually sprawled in a black two seater with a giggling three year old playing with the zipper of her black leather jacket, and a black haired man with amber eyes was sitting stiffly next to the blonde woman, his expression rather grumpy.

"Ivory, Braxton, meet our previous team." Bree introduced them all to the two strangers before she stifled a laugh that turned into a strangled snort as she shoved awy her amusement and she pointed to the toddler, "and that is Flynx."

Ivory narrowed her eyes at the strange people and sat up straight, making the toddler in her lap complain as she sat up and the woman studied the strange team. "Who're they?" she asked, her voice rather indifferent and cold.

"This," Bree introduced the other team with a hint of reluctance and aggrivation in her voice, "are our old team-"

"The one who turned their backs on us." Leon interrupted her as he pushed the group and made his way into the room before he strode over to Braxton and Ivory.

"So they're the ones who can't see what's in front of them?" Braxton asked dryly as he straightened his position to be slightly defensive and on guard.

"Yeah," Leon shot his sister a glare as he picked up the toddler in Ivory's lap. "They decided to come crying for our help."

"Leon, will you please just be polite?" Cynthia sighed and startled Holly's entire team. Most of them had never had the chance to learn the signs of Cynthia's silent movement, and those who had had forgotten after six years. "They're not going to stay here for that long and this is your house, not theirs." She pointed out and soothed the blonde's simmering temper as she approached him.

Leon just gave a grunt and gave the toddler to Cynthia, obviously he was still ticked off by his sister's refusal and her past inability to see what was dead obvious.

"You guys can sit where ever there's space," Bree told them all, her voice still oddly flat.

"Thank you Bree," Holly thanked the hacker, her voice warm and she took a seat in an armchair closest to the back wall.

"They aren't hurting anyone by talking to us all Leon." Cynthia murmured as she shifted Flynx to be held close to her left shoulder. She looked him in the eye, the thief and the hitter having a silent contest as Flynx mumbled and snuggled closer to his mother, shutting his multicolored eyes in the process.

Leon apparently lost and he sighed, looking away from her and at the two teams gathered in their basement, "fine, but if something happens they're leaving right away."

Cynthia smiled slightly, "I know, just don't blow up at them okay?"

"I won't." Leon mumbled and wished fervently that he could've kept their old team from their home.

Cynthia briefly kissed his cheek before she vanished silently up the stairs, the only give away of her movement was the extremely faint brushing of the cuff of her jeans against her socks, something only a highly trained person tuned to the thief's silence could pick up on.

Leon turned toward the two teams and strode briskly toward the front of the room, "Ivory, we need those extra chairs, they should be in the team closet; Bree, shut off and retract the screens, we don't need them right now; Braxton, find the pens, I'm guessing Flynx got to them so they are everywhere." He directed the other members of his team in a calm manner with his arms crossed over his chest.

The three members of his team got to work, Ivory disappeared down a very shot hallway to pull out swivel chairs for those sitting on the floor, Bree flicked her wrist and a holographic screen emerged right in front of her, and Braxton started collecting all of the pens while mumbling under his breath.

Once everything was shut off, the chairs were positioned how Leon wanted them, and the holo-pens were all collected, Leon addressed Holly, who of which was impressed with his leadership skills. "Holly that is Cyn's spot so please find a different spot."

Holly did as her brother asked, not wanting a conflict, so she took a seat on Jay's right. "Sorry Leon," she apologized, "I didn't know that it was reserved."

Leon didn't reply and just sat down on the swivel chair closest to Cynthia's armchair with his arms resting on the back of the seat in front of him.

Bree took a seat to his left, sitting in one of the swivel chairs with her hands clasped in her lap, amber eyes slightly narrowed and highly suspicious as she studied the other team.

Ivory and Braxton reclaimed their positions on the two seater and waited.

Holly studied her brother, Cynthia's the only one not here, so is she the leader then? Leon directed them though and they all listened with no issues, so are they both leaders?

Cynthia emerged from the stairwell a few moments later with a tablet tucked under one arm. The thief then took a seat in the armchair and looked at Holly, her blue eyes calm and indifferent. "You wanted to talk to us," she said, her voice calm and unaffected by her annoyance, "so talk to us."

Holly took a deep breath before she got straight to the point. "We need you, Leon, and Bree's help in the biggest heist we've ever pulled off."