This is the first part of a very emotional part of the story, it was supposed to be one chapter alone yet I ended up dividing in two. Hope you don't mind.
Another three months had passed by since he had been in Sophie's room with Hardison and Parker. That had become a habit and this time, he was truly happy about; they were in Paris and Paris always set Sophie on a good, glowing mood...
It was almost midnight, Parker should probably be sleeping by now, he was late and that was bothering him yet, Nathan had been seriously beaten up on that con and Eliot felt it was his obligation to help him heal. He told the man to take the pain meds very four hours and left to his room, he was going to change his shirt so he'd be presentable enough for her.
It was a big surprise to find Parker in his room, tugging a blanket and pillow on her arms.
-Can I sleep with you tonight? - She asked giving him the sweetest look the grifter had taught her to.
-Yeah sure, but why aren't you at Sophie's? - She shrugged and pouted like a betrayed child.
-She said she wanted to time for herself... - She kicked an invisible object on the floor and turned around to finally face him, Eliot could tell she felt abandoned, her eyes getting teary. - Do you think she doesn't like us anymore?
He sat on the bed, giving Parker her, so much needed, personal space.
-Nah Parker, I am sure she's still loves us... Maybe she just wants to be alone with her thoughts or something... - He was going to give her a speech about other's need to bealone sometimes and how about that had nothing to do with loving their friends or not, but then the bell started ringing on his head. It was lower at first, however, it became so loud it was unbearable; racing his heart speed and all of sudden he knew something was wrong. Something was going very wrong that night!
He grabbed Parker by her harm, tightening the grip around her as she started to fight him, suddenly not giving a flying damn about her need for personal space. He knocked on Hardison's door and practically shoved the thief against him when he opened it.
-Put you cons on! Don't leave this room until I tell you so and, don't tell Nate anything about nothin'! -He ran across the hallway without even looking at the stunned people behind him, Spencer knew his tone had been authoritarian enough for them to obey him without question.
Sophie's door was locked; he wasn't as smooth as Parker so he just broke inside the room using his strenght. He looked around; his heart was now beating on his throat and for the very first time in years he was getting nauseous.
Ahead of him was one of his worst nightmares, the last thing on earth he wanted to happen.
"Fuck!" was all he managed to say...