Sophie entered her house to find Eliot sitting in her armchair with an almost empty glass of wine in his hand... That didn't surprise her, ever since Nate had seen her in Hotel bar with James she was expecting him to appear. However the fact that hitter had showed up instead of Nate did not surprise her either... Sophie was aware that man was in love with her, she could see it in his eyes, the way she would gaze at her, the way he'd smile at her. She could definitely see it when they would both look at each other in the eye and go back in time to those days where she was Elisabeth and he was just one more soldier trying to survive...

Nate hadn't noticed Eliot affection for his grifter, first because the hitter was very good at hiding it (Sophie only had spot it because reading other people feeling was what she did for a living) and second because the mastermind was blind by alcohol and rage and because when it came to Sophie he wasn't just blind, he was also a utter bastard.

He gave her one of his charismatic smiles rose up his glass slightly and took a small sip, she entered her own house feeling a bit uncomfortable, but managed to place her bag on the round table of the living room and stare at him with more curiosity than unease...

The fact that he had cross the ocean to meet with her actually touched the woman. Eliot of all of them was the one with the bigger number of reasons to let go of her, he had been the most hurt one after her lying to them on the first David job. He loved her and he betrayed them, betrayed him. It took him a while to completely forgive her and fully trust her again and right when he did it, when he saw her as part of the family again she flew away. She would think he'd be so hurt he would forget her and not give a damn about where she was or what she was doing with her life and there he was now, looking her straight in the eye.

-What are you doing here? - She asked calmly, he smiled again, eyes shining.

-I came to save you a lot of trouble… -He answered raising the glass in a toast and drinking the one last sip.