Disclaimer: I don't own anything since it belongs to TNT and the creators of Leverage and I am just writing these stories for my own enjoyment. Also I don't own Friday the 13th or YouTube.
Pairing: Nate/Parker
A/N: Thank you to the people who have reviewed my story and hopefully you enjoy chapter 2. And I'm sorry if the characters are a little OOC but this is the only way I could write this story for it to come out half way good. Just to warn everyone this chapter will be mostly Hardison and Eliot (not as a couple but as two poor guys who should know better than to mess with Parker) but I will add more Nate and Parker so don't worry.
Chapter 2
"Okay you remember everything you're supposed to do right Parker?" Nate asked as they walked up to a decent sized house. "And you're sure Eliot is at Hardison's?"
"I remember and Eliot is definitely over here because there is some fight thing on that they are supposed to be watching."
"That was tonight?" Nate asked a little disappointed he was going to miss it.
"Men," Parker said quietly rolling her eyes at Nate's statement but also finding the face he was making cute.
"What? It's actually pretty entertaining," Nate said looking over at her and couldn't help thinking how beautiful she was with the moonlight shining off her blonde hair. 'I have to stop with these thoughts, but I really don't know if I really want to.'
"Whatever. Are you sure you want to post this online because I mean I'm sure there are quite a few people who are looking for us?" Parker asked questioning on whether or not they should go through with it.
"I'll make sure that it looks like we are somewhere other than here and we won't have it up too long, just long enough to cause mass embarrassment," Nate laughed walking around the backside of the house with Parker.
"How do you even know this will work? Plus it's clearly about to storm."
"Because when I used to drink, Eliot and I would play some pretty entertaining drinking games and I happen to remember one of the only things he is afraid of, and Hardison gets freaked at almost anything. And as for the storm it will only help with the scary factor," Nate assured her.
"Okay if you're sure it will work."
"Oh don't worry it will. Now let's get into place," he instructed as he pulled his phone out and set the cameras at Hardison's house to record. 'He makes this too easy. We don't even have to plant cameras,' Nate thought as he looked at all the different cameras he could control with just a couple presses on his phone.
Meanwhile Hardison and Eliot were enjoying the fights on TV with no idea as to what Nate and Parker had in store for them. "Hardison pass the chips will ya?"
"I didn't hear a please, Eliot."
"You'll be saying please when I'm punching you. Now pass the chips."
Hardison just looked at him.
"Please," Eliot said aggravated at the annoying man beside him. "And wipe that smirk off your face."
Hardison just laughed and passed over the chips before he pushed his luck too far.
"You can't fast forward through the damn commercials man?"
"I'm not a wizard Eliot. I can't skip the commercials on live TV. I mean I'm good but I'm not that good," Hardison bragged. Eliot just sighed wishing for the fight to hurry up and return.
Knock, knock
"You expecting anybody?" Eliot asked looking towards the front door.
"Naw but it may be Nate," Hardison said standing up to go open the door. He opened it without looking to see who it was but didn't find anybody outside; instead he found a hockey mask or what most people refer to as the Jason mask on his front porch. He looked around and didn't see anybody around so he bent down and picked the mask up and walked back over to the couch after shutting the door.
"Look what was on the porch."
Eliot looked up to see what he was holding. "Do you think it was Parker? She's probably found out by now that we tricked her."
"Yeah it probably was although I would expect a little more violence from Parker. You don't think this thing is going to explode do you?" Hardison asked warily.
"Don't be ridiculous...but just in case put it in the kitchen and away from us," Eliot said eyeing the thing suspiciously. "And hurry up the fight is back on!" he yelled.
"You were complaining about having to watch the commercials just pause it 'cause I have to go to the bathroom anyways."
"You just went like thirty minutes ago! Do you have the bladder the size of a peanut or something?" Eliot said picking up the remote to pause the fight.
"Shut up. I will have you know that I drank a lot of water today trying to be healthy and all, and water and my bladder do not get along. That's all I'm saying; you don't have to get all worked up."
"Just go to the bathroom before I watch the fight without you."
Eliot was waiting for him to get back when the phone rang. He looked towards the bathroom and realized he would have to answer it. He got up, grabbed the phone, and looked at the caller ID which was Unknown. He answered it anyways, "Hello?"
And all he heard was extremely heavy breathing on the other side.
"Parker is this you? Cause if it is, this isn't funny," he threatened but the breathing just continued and then he heard a click as whoever was on the phone hung up. Eliot just walked back over to the couch wondering what was taking Hardison so long.
Meanwhile in the bathroom Hardison was just about to wash his hands when he heard something outside the window. "Damn cats." Then he heard someone or something knock at the window. "Okay that better be the cats," he prayed as he went over to see what it was with the plunger in hand ready for anything but when he pulled the curtain aside the phone rang and he nearly knocked himself out he jumped so high. When he finally regained some composure he looked out the window to find that there wasn't anything out there. "It musta been a limb from the bush. Yeah. Yeah that's what it was. There ain't no body out there. Naw can't be," he said out loud to try to calm himself knowing that the bush outside was too short for a limb to knock against the window. He put his 'weapon' down and went back out to the living room where he found Eliot on the couch.
"About time," Eliot complained.
"Shut up Eliot. I was just scared half to death by something that had better have been a stupid bush knocking on the bathroom window. Who was on the phone?"
"No one; just a bunch of breathing on the other end."
"Quit playing with me man. Who was it?"
"I'm not playing. That's all I heard I swear."
"Okay I say we call Parker to see where she is and see if it's her doing all this," Hardison said as he picked up the phone to call her.
"Tell her to send a picture of herself so we know that there isn't a chance that she isn't here."
"Ok," he said shaking head his. "Parker where are you? At Nate's then prove it by sending us a picture. Why because we just want to make sure you are over there that's why…..Okay I got it hold on a second." He looked at his phone and saw a picture of her and Nate on the couch with a time stamp on it which just proved that she was over there right now. "Okay I suppose you are. Well I guess I'll let you go. Bye."
"So if it isn't Parker who do you think it is? Nate?"
"Nope it's not him. The picture included Nate too and Sophie went on a small vacation to Paris so I know it wasn't her either."
"Well maybe it's just a couple of bored teenagers. I'm sure it isn't anything to worry about man," Eliot said trying to not only reassure Hardison but himself too.
"Yeah you're probably right. Well hit the play button so we can watch the rest of the fight."
"Sure thing."
Not even five minutes later there was another knock on the door. "Just ignore it Hardison."
Alec just shook his head and continued to watch the TV but whoever it was wasn't going away that easily.
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock
Eliot stood up and ran over to the door and angrily opened it up yelling, "WHAT DO YOU WANT?" but no one was there. "Yeah you better run and you better not knock on the door again or I'll personally come out there and whoop your ass!"
"Whoa Eliot isn't that a little harsh?"
Eliot was in mid turn when he started to answer Hardison, "No. The punks need to …"
Hardison looked at him a little curiously because he just stopped midsentence and had a strange look on his face and asked, "What is it Eliot?" He turned to look to see what Eliot was looking at but there wasn't anything there. "Eliot?"
Eliot shook his head, "What?"
"What do you mean what? Is there a reason why you went all statuefied on me man? You're starting to scare me a little to be honest."
"I thought I saw something out of the kitchen window."
"Like what? Was it one of those stupid neighborhood cats?"
"No it wasn't a cat. I thought I saw…"
"Saw…? What? You got to give me a little more than that."
"You wouldn't believe me."
"Try me."
"I thought I saw Jason."
"Jason who? Jason Mraz?"
"Yeah Hardison I saw the popular singer outside your window. NO! Not Jason Mraz stupid. Friday the Thirteenth Jason. You know the dude with a big chainsaw and the hockey mask?" Eliot replied not believing who Hardison thought he saw.
"Ohhhhhh. That Jason and there is no reason to call me stupid. Well obviously you're seeing things. Plus maybe it was just something being illuminated by the lightning cause it is beginning to storm pretty bad out there."
"It wasn't lightning and I told you that you wouldn't believe me."
"Well you have to admit Eliot that seeing a fake dude outside my window is kinda stretching it."
"Whatever let's just watch the fight," Eliot said but at that moment a phone began to ring. "Where's the phone at?"
"It must be my cell in my room. I'll go get it; just hang on a few more minutes but maybe you should stay away from the windows," Hardison laughed as he began to walk to his room to answer his phone.
"Shut up Hardison!"
Hardison entered his room and began looking around for his phone when he noticed something white on his bed and went over to see what it was. As he got closer he noticed that it was a Jason mask except this time when he picked it up there was something underneath it; a note.
'You two are next. And there's no escape.'
As Hardison set it down he looked at his hand and realized there was blood, or at least what he assumed was blood, on his hand. Then something tapped against his sliding glass door so he looked up only to see a silhouette of a man standing there and when the lightning struck he realized it was Jason holding a chainsaw whose blade was covered in blood.
Eliot was just about to chow down on some chips when he all of a sudden heard what sounded like a little girl screaming and he realized a few seconds later that it was Hardison.
"What? What it is?" Eliot screamed ahead as he ran towards Alec's room ready to punch someone. When he got there, however, the only one in the room was Alec.
"What's the matter man?"
Hardison pointed to the door shakily and stuttered, "It..it..it..it was Jason, man! He was standing there all menacing just glaring at me, well I assumed he was glaring cause you know he had a mask on, with the biggest chainsaw I've ever seen. And did I mention it was covered in blood? Blood! Eliot this black man does not like blood. Oh no. Uh-uh. Nooo I don't deal with blood especially when it's on a chainsaw with one of cinema's famous killers holding it."
"Are you sure that's what you saw?"
"Am I sure? Of course I'm sure. That's not just something you see outside of your door Eliot. I believe you now. Maybe we should call the cops."
"And tell them what? 'What's our emergency? Jason from Friday the Thirteenth movies is here to kill us,'" Eliot informed him.
"Well we have to do something." And at that particular time a huge crash of thunder sounded causing both Hardison and Eliot to jump.
"Let's head back to the living room," Eliot suggested a little on edge.
"Yeah let's do that."
Hardison went to the kitchen to check outside the window when he noticed that the mask from earlier was gone. "Um Eliot did you mess with the mask on the counter?"
"No why would I touch that thing?"
"Um cause it ain't here. Oh my God. He's been in my house. He's in my house Eliot. Oh my God I'm gonna die. We're gonna die. I'm too young to die Eliot," Hardison whined.
"Um Hardison don't turn around."
"Why not?"
"Cause he's at the window again."
Hardison whipped around and saw him staring at the window and then all of a sudden he lunged forward and broke through the window and began to climb in.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Don't kill me please." Hardison screamed and ran back down the hallway to his room with Eliot close behind him.
They ran into the room and slammed the door closed and locked it.
"What are you doing in here Eliot? Go out there and whoop some Jason ass. I've seen you take guys bigger than him."
"Uh-uh. You're crazy if you think I'm going out there. You go; it's your house."
"You're the man….well the bigger man. I'm just a poor geek who doesn't know how to fight very well. You're trained to kill man."
"Not to kill someone who doesn't know how to die."
"Are you scared?"
"Of course I'm scared Hardison!"
"I can't believe Eliot Spencer, the best hitter alive, is scared."
"Everyone has their weaknesses."
"Jason though?"
"It's a long story that I would rather not tell right now since we're being chased by a killer. Do you have a gun or something?"
"Do I look like a guy who owns a gun?"
"You're useless."
"Useless…" but he was interrupted by a noise at the sliding glass door. They both looked at each other and slowly turned around only to find that Jason was standing there with his chainsaw.
"Open the door Hardison!" Eliot panicked.
"I'm trying but it won't budge!"
Then Jason came through the glass door slowly coming towards the two terrified screaming men revving up the chainsaw as he did.
He kept slowly walking towards them and heard them both pleading for their lives.
"Please don't kill us! I'm too young to die!" Hardison screamed for his life.
Eliot reached over and grabbed a hold of Hardison who held him back.
"You aren't supposed to be real. Please just leave us alone. We didn't do anything to you. Please why are you going to kill us?" Eliot pleaded not knowing what else to do but sit there clutching Hardison and pleading for his life. He was actually crying a little.
Then Jason lunged forward and they both screamed like little girls expecting to die but then everything went silent.
A/N: Well that's it…..for now I should have another chapter up soon. And I found it funny that when I was writing this the song "Who Can It Be Now?" from the Men at Work came on; kinda ironic. Well I hope you enjoyed it and as always please review. Sorry it was sorta long and hopefully you don't find it too boring. :)