Author's Note: A sweet request from mfaerie32 which was "Parker gets "attacked" and Elliot loses his control, she has to bring him back to himself." I got something similar to this in a different request that I did earlier, but I still wanted to do this! My take is a bit more subtle than yours, but I hope you still like it! And as a general note, all Halloween requests will be posted on October 29th! Please enjoy!
Nate doesn't want to tell him.
But being the leader of this do-gooder gang, he knows the news must come from him. Besides, Sophie and Hardison were still with her, trying to figure out what happened and how she managed to get away. Nate sighs as the door opens and Eliot walks in. One look at Nate's face and Eliot already knows it's something bad.
"Who's hurt?" Eliot questions quickly, fury beginning to course through his veins. Whoever had dared to lay a finger on any of his family was going to be dead meat.
"It's Parker."
Eliot freezes. He wasn't expecting that.
"What?" The hitter asks, unsure if he heard Nate right. How could Parker be hurt anyway? She was too sly to get caught and even when she did get caught she was able to get away.
"Parker," Nate informs him somberly. "She, um, well she was mugged on her way home."
"No . . ." Eliot shakes his head, refusing to believe it. A mugging? A common, everyday crime happened to Parker? No way, that was just impossible. Parker wasn't supposed to be at risk just walking on the street. She was supposed to be fine and safe—isn't that why this city had cops?
"She's ok," Nate adds after a moment of silence. "Guy roughed her up quite a bit, but Parker says she used the self-defense you taught her to get away." Eliot nods, but he's not really paying attention. Parker had gotten away now, yeah, but what about the next time or the time after that?
"Who did it?" Eliot growls as he reaches for his coat. Nate doesn't answer and this infuriates the already angry Eliot. "Nobody attacks one of us and gets away with it! Now, who was it?"
"Eliot, calm down." Nate's voice is tired and even though Eliot knows he had a rough night, he doesn't care. He was going to take down this creep once and for all.
"Tell me!"
"Eliot," Her shaky voice diminishes his anger immediately. He turns around to face her and sees Sophie supporting her. There is a bandage wrapped around her forehead and she has a few minor cuts and bruises on her face. "Don't."
He takes a step towards her, ready to argue, when she begins to cry. All he can do is hold her in his arms and try to reassure her that she'll be ok. Right now, vengeance doesn't seem too important. Revenge doesn't matter.
All that does matter is her.
Author's Note: Please review!