This one has more Nate and Sophie in it just so you know. I don't own Leverage!

Introduce The Game Changer

Part 1:

Sophie had managed to scrounge up some food that would suffice for them for the night. He didn't have much that he had brought with him so she decided that peanut butter sandwiches and canned fruit would have to do.

"Ew, who eats spam?" She muttered as she dug through his bag.

"Uh, hey Soph can you, uh, bring me some clothes?" Nate called over to her.

"Sure," She called back. It then hit her that he wasn't going to be wearing anything at all. Half of her was screaming don't turn around and the other half was screaming yes turn around. She grabbed the first pair of shorts and shirt she saw and quickly got off the ground. When she turned around she immediately felt the effect. He was naked and standing in a river (lucky for her the water was a little over waist deep and it was dusk and he was in the shadows making the water dark) Still...it was bad. Shaking the thoughts from her head she went over and set the clothes close to the edge of the water. She could see his face was red in embarrassment and she was sure hers was the same. In that same moment she saw the bruises on his body and a few cuts. That image was also burned into her mind as she walked back over to their stuff.

A few minutes later he came over to her wearing clothes. She had packed up the stuff and handed him his bag and took hers.

"We should get walking before the night hits. Once we find a cave or another type of shelter we can sit down and eat."

"Lead the way."

He started heading off towards the west, which was in the direction of the waterfall. They followed the rocky cliff for a while until it started to slope down. As it the rocky formation started to melt into the ground they found a cave. It was small and shallow but was enough room for at least 2 people to lay comfortably. However, they had all their stuff with them so it would be a pretty tight fit. They put their stuff in the small cave and then sat on the ground with the food. For now they would sit in peace until one of them decided to speak.

Part 2:

"I'm sorry about everything that's happened, Sophie," Nate finally said. "I feel awful about all this pain you had to go through. I mean...I almost killed you."

"I know you're sorry Nate and I know you feel awful. But you know this is what happens though...you walk out on someone...you walk out on your team and it all comes back to get you." She took a bite of her sandwich and looked over at the sinking sun.

"It hurts Sophie when-when someone...someone you give a damn about leaves you."

His words stung in her mind and stung her eyes. She couldn't force herself to look at him; she was too ashamed. His fingers gently tilted her head to the side so he would look at her.

"I'm sorry I left Nate. None of this would've ever happened if I would have stayed."

"Could've, should've, would've."

She shot him a glare but to her surprise he didn't smirk. His face turned serious and without an ounce of hesitation he took her hand in his.

"It's the past now and this is the present. We're going to need each other more then ever because right now who walked out on what or how our emotions got in the way doesn't matter anymore. What matters is that we're in the middle of nowhere and we have to survive."

Sophie could hear every ounce of love and conviction in his voice. Even if it wasn't a romantic or sexual type of love it was one of pure friendship and caring. "I agree. And I couldn't think of anyone better to be stranded in the middle of nowhere with."

"Eliot maybe," he muttered.

"Nope, not even him," Sophie said with a small smile. He tilted his head to the side and looked at her with confusion etched on his face. She leaned over to him, her eyes slipping shut as she pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. A little shocked by her own action she pulled away. He slowly recovered, his eyes opening to see her avoiding his gaze.

"I'm sorry that was out of line of me. I shouldn't have kissed you. You probably-" She was cut off when he kissed her again. This time she moaned a little as he forced her mouth open. The feeling over his tongue grazing over hers sent electric jolts all over her body. They only pulled away when they were gasping for breath. Maybe it was romantic love she had heard in his voice earlier...

"Oh Nate," She gasped quietly as she stayed close to him.

"Let's get some rest."

Part 3:

The helicopter had landed at 11:30 at night and all four (pilot included) went off to the nearest hotel. The pilots name was Frank Larson and he said that he would take them out again the next day. Eliot, who was sleepy but determined, agreed and told him to just book a room in the same hotel and they'd meet up in the morning. They all crashed once they got to bed but their sleep was anything but peaceful. Parker had fast paced nightmares about Nate chasing Sophie that were filled with blood and gore. Hardison kept having images of flames and robots attacking him flashing through his mind. Eliot only slept 90 minutes (because that's how long he always slept) and was bombarded with a dream about the one time he was chased in the woods. While he was up at 3 in the morning carefully and strategically planning he heard someone running by his room. He shrugged the thought off and went back to planning.

Early the next morning everyone was evacuated from the hotel. The most unexpected thing had happened the night before and the hotel couldn't risk anything else happening. After the owner managed to get everyone to quiet down he announced that there had been a murder the night before. They did not know who it was but it was messy. The police were investigating as they little announcement went on. So far nobody had a solid lead.

"The victim was staying in room 334."

Eliot then watched as people who had been by that room were taken away to be questioned. Once the crowd thinned Eliot went over to the owner. "Can you please tell me who the victim was, Sir?"

"That information is not for public release yet."

Parker and Hardison then came up next to Eliot. "Where's Frank? Hardison and I can't find him anywhere."

Eliot looked at Parker and the back at the owner. "Sir, was the victim Frank Larson?"

"Yes," he replied tersely before walking away. Eliot slowly turned around to look at the Thief and Hacker.

"Our pilot was murdered."

"Why?" Hardison asked. "He wasn't a bad man. What good would it have done if he was dead?"

"More importantly now we don't have a pilot to man the helicopter so we can go search for Nate and Sophie."

"I don't know guys," Eliot replied with a distant expression. "We're going to find out though. We're going to get Nate and Sophie back and in the meantime solve this murder."

"Eliot, why don't we just have the police take care of it? Right now it's not our biggest worry," Hardison said curtly.

"Something just doesn't seem right...like we're missing a piece of the puzzle."

"Hardison's right Eliot," Parker said.

"I have a gut feeling guys," He snapped back, "you're just gonna have to trust me."

Ooh, the pilot is dead! Hmmm something fishy is going on here. Who killed him? Why did someone kill him? What's going to happen with Nate and Sophies relationship? What will be the effect of the next pill? Questions…questions…