"What the hell are you talking about Eliot? And what do you mean we? Are you talking about you and your band of merry men?"

He nodded

"After the brick incident I had Hardison – our tech geek do some checking"

"Checking what? Steven? Me?" when he didn't dispute her she went on

"So you knew didn't you? You knew what Steven did to me! God I sat here and poored my heart out like a fool!" she jumped up and began pacing

"All Hardison found was that some domestic calls had been made; after that it wasn't hard to figure out; you're not a fool. You're somebody that was hurt and needed someone to talk to."

"Well it didn't start out that way – oh God; please tell me you didn't kiss me just to get me to work with you" At that Eliot stood and looked her dead in the eye

"Knowing that I was trying to get you to work with us is exactly why I shouldn't have kissed you, but I couldn't help myself" the corner of his mouth lifting in a half smile.

"Oh" by now it was Nona's turn to be embarrassed.

"Look Nona I know you've been through a hell of a lot; noone should have to be where you've been" he said taking her hand

"but don't you want Steven to pay for what he's done to you? I know I sure as hell do and what if he is selling faulty heart valves? What about those people?"

"I don't know I've worked so hard to try and get him out of my life. I never reported anything that happened because I was always too scared. He even threatened my mother once; can you believe that?"

"So get him back, put him in his place, show him you're not scared anymore." He took her face in his hands and looked deep into her eyes

"Finally move on and learn to trust again." And with that he placed a gentle, tender kiss on her lips. When he pulled back, her eyes were full of tears; wiping at them with the pad of his thumb he asked if she was ok. She nodded and swiped at her face

"I'm fine; so what can I do to help?"

He gave her the only answer he knew; he gathered her in his arms simply held her while she cried

"Ok what have you got Parker?" Nate asked over the comms

"I'm copying the files now, but other than that there's not really much here. Other than the fact that Westerhoff thinks a lot of himself." She said as she took in all the photos of him with each one of his toys, which included a car, a motorcycle, and hell even a yacht all of them had him posing in some ridiculous muscle pose.

"Yeah well when you're the CEO of a multimillion dollar company you tend to think highly of yourself" he replied

"Hey Parker you've got trouble headed your way; Westerhoff's assistant is back early from lunch" Hardison chimed in

"Of course she is they never take the full hour; WHY wouldn't you take the full hour?" she said starting one of her many one sided conversations as she looked to see if the files had completed downloaded. Seeing that they were she snatched the thumbdrive out of the tower and turned around just as Mrs Weaver entered the office

"Can I help you with something? Mr Westerhoff is out of the office for a couple of days and noone is supposed to be in here."

"You're right Mrs…." She paused to pretend like she was looking down at the papers in her hand

"Weaver; noone is supposed to be in here which is why I'd like to thank you for catching me" she could hear Hardison's sigh and Eliot's grunt as they tried to figure out what the hell she was doing.

"What?" the poor housewife type was thouroughly confused

"I am from the new security firm that Mr Westerhoff hired to make sure that his office was secure. So the fact that you caught me means that we need to work on some areas and you of course should be commended."

That softened the woman

"Well you know just all part of the job" she said proudly

"Oh and modest too" Parker went on

"Well I'm just going to take these notes" she said indicating the papers in her hand

"and I'm going to make sure that my boss knows that we have some work to do, so if you'll excuse me?"

"Oh sure, sure" Mrs Weaver moved out of her way and Parker headed toward the elevators smiling to herself. Sophie's lessons were paying off; she was now a grifter, a grifter and a thief. Parker cackled; that could be one leathal combination.