*I think it's hilarious that in tonight's French Connection Job they were running a form of the white van scam - the same scam I'm running here (or trying to anyway) and Eliot in a chef's coat = HOT! LOL anyway enjoy and PLEASE review - thank you all for taking the time to read!*
"Now all we have to do is wait for her to tell Steven the deal is off"
"He's not going to be to happy about that" Nona replied walking up to the rest of them
"No he won't and the sparks will fly"
"But what if he just finds someone else to run his scam with?"
"Oh I'm counting on that fact" Nate replied
"What?"
Eliot squeezed her hand
"We've got an undercover cop that's going to do a buy with him" he explained
"And what about Rita?"
"Oh don't worry, we'll get her too" Nate promised
"But we have to wait until she calls things off with Steven"
"So what do we do until then?"
Just then Eliot whispered some suggestions in her ear causing her throat to go dry but she cleared her throat
"I'm serious"
"Well I don't know what he just said, but Eliot's right there's not much we can do right now, Hardison will know the minute that Rita makes her call."
"You'll call us?" she turned to Hardison
He nodded "You know it"
Nona still didn't look convinced
"Look if you're worried about missing something, why don't we do something all together"
Eliot growled; clearly he was looking for alone time with her. However when she turned those blue puppy dog eyes on him he couldn't resist he sighed
"So what are we doing?"
An hour later they were all seated in a club not far from Leverage headquarters watching Jill perform at an open mic night; Nona had almost forgotten how beautifully she sang. She smiled at Eliot as he covered her hand with his and gave it a light squeeze.
"I'd like to invite a friend up here to sing with me if you all don't mind" Jill was saying from the stage
"Eliot, would you come up here and sing with me please?" she requested looking at their table. At first he shook her off not wanting to leave Nona's side but after a few minutes of applause and encouragement he whispered
"I'll be back"
She watched him go feeling excited that she was finally going to get the chance to hear him sing. Eliot had opened up a whole new world for her; showing her that not everyone in her life was going to let her down. She finally felt safe to love someone again; wait love? Where had that come from? Sure she liked him well enough and lord knew he did things to her physically that…well let's just say there were no problems in that area but love? She shook her head and focused her attention on the stage where Eliot and Jill seemed to be arguing over what song to do; finally they came to an agreement
"This next one Eliot wrote himself a while back" Jill said and began strumming her guitar. Eliot adjusted the guitar that had been handed to him and raised the mic; clearing his throat he said
"This is called Mary Can You Come Outside" he said and the two began playing his voice was like warm whiskey;smooth with a little bit of burn as he began to sing:
Mary and her man live in a two-bedroom beside me.
Used to see her in the hall
And I'd her on the street
But lately she ain't comin' around no more
She hides indoors
Afraid of what the world might say if they knew,
What I know.
Mary, can you come outside?
Take a walk with me in the sunshine?
Maybe then you could tell me why,
All in all you seem to have it all
So why do you cry?
I hear you through the walls at night,
Mary, can you come outside?
It's 2 am and the battle starts again,
I pray for your innocence in a war you'll never win.
Should I just sit here on these hands of mine
One more time?
Or should I use them to do what he
Does to you?
Mary, can you come outside?
Take a walk with me in the moonlight.
Maybe then you could tell me why,
All in all you seem to have it all
So why do you cry?
I hear you through the walls at night,
Mary, can you come outside?
Should I just sit here on these hands of mine
One more time?
Or should I use them to do what he...
Mary, can you come outside?
Take a walk with me in the moonlight?
Maybe then you could tell me why,
All in all you seem to have it all
So why do you cry?
I hear you through the walls at night.
Oh Mary, can you come outside?
Take a walk, take a walk with me tonight?
Maybe then you could tell me why...
Mary, can you come outside?
Sweet Mary can you come outside?
She was crying by the time the song ended; though she knew the song wasn't written for her, Nona felt every word down to her core. As he came back to the table and pulled her into his arms he knew that she was indesputedly, unequivocally in love with this man.
Eliot was having similar thoughts later that night as he held Nona as she slept. He knew in his heart that he loved her but he also knew that this life, his life was no life for a long term commitment which is why he had always ended things before they got too messy. Now he was up to his eyes in messy and had to figure out a way to let her go before he hurt her and there was only one person who could help him figure that out. Checking the bedside clock he figured it was about 8am in London; he slipped soundlessly from the room and grabbed the phone. After three rings a familiar voice answered the phone
"This had better be life or death" the crisp British voice mumbled into the phone
"Hey Sophie it's Eliot"
*Note I do not own the song it is CK's but one of my favs!*