A/N Alright, I've been hearing that Parker would never have any contact and that what I've been writing is OOC… and I know that. I just think that Parker would be soooooo cute with Eliot. I really do, so I might alter Parker in some of these.
Disclaimer: These are NOT my characters
Warnings: Kind of sad, Eliot whumpage
Pairings: Parker/Eliot
Prompt: Eliot saves Parker, but he doesn't want to talk about it, and she's okay with that.
#4: The Winner Takes it all – ABBA
(This doesn't go along with the whole song; it's just what I pictured in part of the song)
The job had gone south. There was no doubt about that. Now Parker was running to find Eliot, wherever he might be in this God damn warehouse. Parker rounded the corner to find a man pointing a gun in her direction.
Suddenly, Eliot came in behind the man with the gun. Before he knew what he was doing, the hitter was running for gunman. Eliot picked up a long metal rod that was lying against the wall as he closed the distance between the both of them.
As Eliot ran at the man, he turned around. In a panic, the man started shooting randomly in Eliot's direction.
Parker watched as the gunman fell to the ground as the result of his collision with the metal rod in Eliot's hand. It took her a few moments, but she finally looked up to see Eliot, covered in blood. At first she thought that it was the other man's blood, but realization slowly crept over as she noticed that he was wobbling and had a distance look in his eyes.
Then, at last, Eliot dropped to his knees and, finally, flat on his face. Parker ran to his side and turned him onto his back. She noticed in horror that the blood was coming from the bullet wound in his shoulder. She got scared and shook him, telling him to wake up. He didn't wake up though.
*LEVERAGE*LEVERAGE*LEVERAGE*
Eliot woke up on the couch of the team's loft. He tried to sit up but when a burning pain shot through his arm, he laid back down. He looked around the room and found that a pair of sparkling, blue eyes was looking at him.
"Eliot! You're awake!" Parker screamed, running over and giving him a hug. Eliot sucked in a breath through his teeth. "Oh, sorry about that!"
"It's alright, darlin'. Can you just help me sit up?"
"Sure, El." Parker helped him sit up straight on the couch, and then sat cross-legged on his good side.
They sat in silence, but it soon became too much for Parker. "Eliot, you saved my life at what could have been the cost of your life."
"What about that?" Eliot turned his head to see that Parker had a confused look on her face. "Look, it's my job. I'm supposed to protect the team. Nate, Sophie, Hardison, and you."
"But he… he shot you." She sound sort of scared to Eliot.
"I know."
"I don't want to talk about it if it makes you feel bad."
Eliot just shook his head. Parker thought for moment then said, "Well I'm just glad that you're not dead," as she snuggled up closer to him.
