Disclaimer: I still don't own Leverage…what, you thought that status would change in 24 hours? No…unfortunately for me…

A/N: I know that I don't have that many reviews at this point, but I have a couple of friends…cough cough Moralls and Irish…who wanted me to get this posted, so guys, this is going out to you! I wouldn't survive until July without you!

Chapter 1: Three Months…Headquarters

Nate was pacing around the office as though someone had shoved an ant farm down his pants. Eliot had gone out to double check some information for their latest job and was on his way back. "Did you get everything we need Eliot?" Nate asked, taking a drink of coffee.

"Yeah, we're good to go. It won't take too much to bring this guy down. Do you need me to do anything else before I come back?" Eliot asked as he climbed into his truck.

"No, come on home," Nate said. He heard Parker and Hardison in the screening room, laughing at whatever movie the hacker had playing. He grinned and leaned against the desk in the front of the office.

Three months…it had been three months since they had seen Sophie. She hadn't made any attempt to contact them and Nate, according to her wishes, had not tried to find her. It hurt him every day that he walked into the office and she wasn't there to greet him, but he found that he was able to survive knowing that she would be coming back.

Nate walked towards the kitchen to get more coffee when he heard a sound from somewhere behind him. He spun around and was immediately thrown against the wall. He slammed into it, grunting in pain and sliding to the floor, struggling to get back to his feet. "Parker! Hardison! RUN!" he shouted right before someone wrapped their arm around his neck and pulled him the rest of the way up, holding him against the person's chest and lifting him off the ground. Nate kicked his feet and tried to punch the guy wherever he could, trying to get free.

"Nate! NATE! What's going on?!" Eliot shouted over the comm.

Nate tired to respond, but the only sound that came out was a strangled cry. He was grateful that he couldn't hear any noise coming from anywhere else in the office, meaning that Hardison and Parker had taken his advice and gotten out. He could feel himself slipping away thanks to lack of oxygen when something hard connected with his head and he lost consciousness.

Hardison and Parker were watching Envy in the screening room and heard Nate talking to Eliot out in the main office. Parker grinned and leaned into the hacker as they enjoyed the movie when all of a sudden they heard Nate shouting.

"Parker! Hardison! RUN!"

They both jumped up and ran to the doorway, watching as Nate was picked up by a monster of a man. They could see he was being strangled, but before Hardison could do anything, Parker was dragging him out the back way of the screening room and to her office. She pulled him over to the window and opened it, practically shoving him out onto the fire escape. "Go!" she hissed.

"What about you?" he asked, panicked.

"I promised Sophie I would watch after Nate, that's what I'm going to do. Now go!" she exclaimed, closing the window, locking it and blowing him a kiss before running back for the hallway and the screening room.

She crept around, peeking around the corner. Her breath caught in her throat when she saw Nate unconscious on the floor. "Oh Nate," she whispered.

Parker pulled back into the room and tried to come up with some sort of escape plan. Come on Parker, think…you don't know how many of them there are, or where they are throughout the office, and yet you have to try and get Nate and then get out of here before they catch you…no, that's not asking too much is it? she thought to herself as she stood there.

She was trying to come up with a plausible idea, but just couldn't come up with one. There was no way she could pull this off with the amount of information she had. What would Nate do? He would send us in to get more information. What would Alec do? He would hack the systems and find out where everyone is based on the security footage…but I can't hack…I'm so freaking toast, she thought, looking down the hall again and seeing two guys carrying Nate away. COME ON PARKER! she screamed at herself.

Acting on instinct, Parker ran down the hall, ducking and sliding into the lobby, kicking the feet out from under one guy and jumping up to take down the guy who had a hold of Nate's legs, releasing her boss and causing the other guy to lose his grip too. Parker grabbed Nate and threw him over her shoulder, running back down the hall.

She made it to the screening room when a fist shot out of it and she was sent sprawling to the floor, blood streaming from her nose. She screamed in pain, clutching it as she saw all the guys running towards her and Nate. Parker took a protective crouch in front of Nate, spreading her arms wide to keep them from getting to him.

"Oh, look at the little girl, trying to protect her leader. That's very touching," the man in the screening room said, walking up to them. He had a heavy accent, and if she had to place, she would have to have said that it was something Eastern Europe…maybe close to Russian.

"What do you want?" she asked, panting as he crouched down in front of her.

"Revenge for my father's death," he spat and punched Parker in the side of the head, sending her to the floor, unconscious. "Take them and go, I will look for any others."

Hardison made it down to the street with no one following him. He was about to leave the alley when a hand covered his mouth and an arm around his gut pulled him back down it.

"It's me," Eliot hissed in his ear, releasing the hacker. "Where are Nate and Parker?"

"Nate was in some big trouble. Parker made me go and went back for him."

"Darn it Parker!" Eliot muttered, running his hand through his hair. "Did you see who these guys were?"

"I only saw one of them and he was huge! We need to get up there and help them!"

Hardison made a move for the street, planning on taking an elevator back up to the office, but Eliot grabbed his arm and held him there. "No, that is at the top of the list of things we're not going to do," Eliot said, shoving Hardison back down the alley and looked around the corner. "And that is why."

The hacker ran up to the hitter's side and watched as five large thugs in suits came out of the building, one with an unconscious Nate thrown over his shoulder and another with an unconscious and bloody Parker in his arms. Eliot growled as they watched their teammates be carried over to two black SUV's and were unceremoniously thrown in the back. The muscle got in, but only the SUV with Parker drove off, leaving the other one sitting idly.

"What are they waiting for?" Eliot muttered. A few minutes later one final man, very well tailored in a black Armani suit, and very large, came out of the building and got into the passenger seat of Nate's SUV. Eliot tensed up when he got a look at the man's face through the windshield before it drove away. Even Hardison thought the man looked familiar.

"I'm getting the license plate," the hacker said.

"Don't bother, he's not going to make an amateur mistake like that," Eliot said, leaning back against the brick of the building.

"Do you know who that is?" Hardison asked.

"Yeah, I do. And I know where's he's going. But we need help. Come on," Eliot said, running to his truck. "Go get your laptop and get back down here! We need to book a flight! Now!"

"Where?!" Hardison shouted, running for the door.

"Paris!"

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