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Bring on the Wonder	By : Azuriel Category: G through L > Leverage Views: 498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sophie sat down at the bar next to Elliot when he was having a drink one evening. “Something on your mind?” Elliot asked without even looking at her.

“Just checking in, making sure everything is still going all right with Will,” Sophie tried to sound casual. “He seems to be settling down and fitting in for the most part, but you're around him the most. You kind of got stuck with him because you two are kind of alike in a lot of ways. What do you think?”

“I think you're a terrible liar when it comes to stuff that matters.”

Sophie frowned and poured herself a drink. “Am I really that transparent?”

“To people who know you and pay attention, yes. You know, it didn't make sense at first. Sure, he had the resources you needed, but you brought him into our team claiming you had just met him. But from day one you've been a bit of a mother hen.”

Sophie took a long sip and then stared at the glass. “I could say it's because of his age.”

“Parker is only a few years older.”

“And at that age a few years makes a big difference. Not to mention girls mature faster than boys.”

“Nate figured it out too, didn't he?”

“Yes. He also thinks you and Will have become an item so to speak.”

Elliot finished off the rest of his beer. “And why does he think that?”

“Your body language around each other and the bite marks that have been appearing on your neck.”

Elliot snorted at that. “Yeah, he's a biter, and I actually kinda like it.”

“So it's true?” Sophie's eyes narrowed slightly. “I thought you were straight.”

“I am.... I think....” Elliot shrugged. “It's more like roommates with benefits. I'm not new to the concept of buddies scratching itches for each other, if you know what I mean. And with him, it's just easy. Attracting women is easy, but I can't really be myself. I have to lie about who I am and what I've done. With him, I don't have to do that.”

“Is he like you, or...?”

“If you're asking me whether or not he's gay, that's a question you need to ask him. I will say I've never seen him show much interest in women, even when he was younger. And before you ask, yes, he knows what our deal is.”

Sophie sighed and leaned against the bar. “It's the damn guilt. There wasn't much I could do when he was a baby, but now that he's legally an adult, I had to get him out of there.”

“Oh, no, Wiltshire never would've let you take him as a baby. Even though Ivy couldn't stay in the country because her mother was black and that was illegal, her mother was not allowed to have her.”

“Ivy? He had a third child?”
“Yeah, eight years younger than Will. One of the last things I did for that man was take her to London to live with an aunt.” Elliot stood up and put a hand on Sophie's shoulder. “You made the right call.”

The next morning Elliot got a call from Sophie saying Parker was in trouble and they needed to meet at Parker's place. Hardison was nearby and got the same call from Nate, so they rode together. When they found the place Sophie and Nate were already there. It was a storage space with a bed in the center and all of her things scattered around. Hardison ran in. “Parker! Okay. This is a little freaky,” he said as he looked around.

Elliot shook his head. “Really? This is exactly what I expected.”

“What happened to you guys?” Nate asked. “You should've beaten us here.”

“We went to the wrong address,” Elliot admitted.

“Oh, the Central Square address?” Sophie asked.

“Yeah, the central....” Hardison shivered at the thought of it. “I tracked your phone.”

“I think I'm psychologically scarred for life,” Will mumbled. “Let's never go there again.”

“Alright, listen,” Nate grabbed everyone's attention. “She left timetables, security codes, schematics. Now, let's look at all this stuff and see where she went and what she's after.”

They started going through all the plans left on a dresser. “God, this is so well organized,” Sophie was impressed. “She's got everything laid out just so. This is as clean as one of your plans.”

“Yeah. Maybe you're rubbing off on her, Nate,” Elliot commented.

“Well, I doubt I'm rubbing off on her. She would have never tried to beat a...” Nate handed Hardison a slide.

Hardison took a quick look at it. “A Steranko. On her own? Has she lost her mind?”

“Somebody explain to me what the hell is a Steranko?” Sophie asked.

“Yeah, what's a Steranko?” Will echoed.

“Steranko's the toughest security system in the world, in the universe, in the multi...whatever,” Hardison explained.

“How do you not know this?” Elliot was surprised.

“I am a grifter. If I'm doing my job right, then the mark just turns off the alarm for me.”

“Look, Soph, you take one of those computers that can beat like a hundred people at chess, it's got a brain the size of a building, you hook it up to military grade, infrared, ultrasound, motion sensors...”

“Yeah, and then give it the personality of a pissed off rottweiler. That's a Steranko,” Elliot added.

“It has a heuristic algorithm. Okay? It adapts to your moves and evolves a strategy based on your response. It learns. I'm surprised Wilshire Sr. doesn't use this system.”

Will snorted at that. “That would mean trusting technology. That's never gonna happen.”

“Yeah,” Elliot sighed. “He prefers lots of men with black market guns who shoot first and ask questions later.”

“Can you crack it?” Nate asked Hardison.

Hardison looked at Nate like he'd grown an extra head. “No. Nate, Steranko's like Mount Everest. You don't just jump on it. You gotta train, muscle up.”

“No, Hardison. For Parker, can you crack it?”

Hardison hesitated for a moment while he tried to think. “Even if I tried... I can't do it remote. I'd have to get in that building.”

“Okay, so, we get you in, you open the doors for Parker, she goes out.”

“Through what? Where? I mean, we don't even know where she's at,” Elliot pointed out.

Nate took a picture off the board. “The Wakefield building, downtown.”

They drove to the building as fast as they could, and gathered outside to hear what Hardison could dig up in a pinch. “Wakefield Agriculture, Worldwide Incorporated. Now, Wakefield’s a big player in the world cereal market, and by cereal I mean wheat, corn, rice...”

“So it's a grocery store,” Sophie summed it up.

“Yeah, if Godzilla’s a gecko. They do two hundred million a year in biotech research and third world infrastructure.”

“Alright, so it's a massive grocery store.”
“Yeah, but even they weren't immune to the financial crunch. The last two years they did a bunch of bad investments, research that turned up empty. This guy right here, CEO Charles Rushing? The board's after his head. Now, he avoided two takeover attempts, but he's running scared.”

Elliot joined them after taking a look around. “I just swept the perimeter. Lobby's the only point of entry. Everything else is locked down. And I gotta tell you, man, I ain't big on taking this place in broad daylight, on the fly.”

“What do mean?” Hardison glared at him. “You just want to throw Parker under the bus?”

“Take it easy. I didn't say that.”

“Yeah, but you are saying just walk.”

“No, I'm saying I'd feel a whole hell of a lot better about this if we had a damn plan!”

“Okay, guys, listen,” Nate grabbed their attention while he was looking up at the skyline. “If you're gonna do a job like this, you'd need a base camp, right? Something kind of private with good visibility?”

“And a partner because I ain't insane,” Elliot also started looking where Nate was.

“Yeah, exactly. You'd want a partner, right? But, I mean, all the shots from Parker's place, they were taken from a single location up high.”

Elliot took another look at the picture they'd found at Parker's place. “It’s the south side. Look at the way the sun's going off the windows there. According to this height...”

“Wait. On the building. He said on the building across the street; not in. Alright, Eliot, Will, you're gonna come with me. Sophie, walk Hardison into Wakefield so you can get your hands on the Steranko.”

“That's your plan?” Sophie raised an eyebrow at Nate.

“That's all I got,” Nate said as he walked away.

They went to the building they thought the pictures were taken from. “It's got to be the right roof,” Nate said as he looked around.

“Well, you got a clear line of sight to the Wakefield tower,” Elliot pointed toward the building.

“Good place to supervise a heist.”

“Nate Ford,” and older well dressed man appeared.

“Leech,” Nate greeted the man curtly.

“You know this guy?” Elliot asked.

“Mr. Ford and I once moved in similar spheres. It was Majorca.”

Nate gave a little nod. “Right. White doves. Eliot, Will, I'd like you to meet Archie Leech, the world's greatest thief.”

“I thought Parker was the world's greatest thief,” Will thought out loud.

“She is, of your generation,” Archie responded. “And you look familiar.”

Before anything more could be said two guards appeared with guns drawn. “Don't move!”

Both Elliot and Will looked to Nate for direction. Nate gave then a subtle nod and they sprung into action. Twenty seconds later both guards were on the ground out cold.

“You're pretty spry for a dead guy,” Nate turned his attention back to Archie.

Archie smirked. “You mean the car crash in Paris? Nobody fell for that one. What color is that hat of yours these days, white or black?”

“Those guys with you?” Nate motioned to the unconscious guards.

“Don't be ridiculous,” Archie snorted. “They're here to make sure I get the job done. I'm their hostage. Barely got away from them long enough to call you.”

“Parker's your partner.”

“Parker is rescuing me.”

“Why would she rescue you?” Elliot wondered.

“Because I'm her father. Of course, I'm not her real father. New York city, twelve years ago. The little scamp lifted my wallet. When I first met her, she was wild, dangerous to herself and to others. But she had the gift.”

“Who knew Parker and I had so much in common,” Will mused as he helped Elliot drag the guards out of sight.

“Your father was a thief?” Archie asked curiously.

“Not exactly. My mother is a grifter. My father....”

“Oh, that's a long story,” Nate interrupted him. “And the less people know the better for all of us.”

“I made Parker,” Archie had a smile on his face. “My perfect thief.”

“She was your legacy.”

“Just so. I taught her everything I know and unleashed her on the world.”

“You know, she was broken. You understand that? Parker was broken. You should have taken her in.”

“What? Taken her home like a real daughter?”

“Yep, definitely understand why we're so alike when it comes to interpersonal relationships now,” Will commented.

Archie pulled a picture out of his wallet to show them. “This is my wife, Marilyn. My grandsons. I love them dearly. They think I'm an accountant. What was I supposed to do? You know Parker. You know she wouldn't fit in. God, she doesn't fit in anywhere.”

“Yeah, but she was good enough to send into a deathtrap, huh?” Elliot glared at the man.

“I didn't send her anywhere. I was retired. They found me, whoever they are. Told me to break into Wakefield and steal some canister from the labs there or they would kill my family. My grandchildren.”

“You couldn't beat a Steranko even in your prime,” Nate started to put everything together.

“Which I'm long past. Thanks for the reminder. But my employer gave me these blueprints and most of the codes. So I thought I could break the bloody thing! I called Parker for help, just to plan. Next thing I know, she jumps the gun and goes in herself. No idea what she was thinking.”

Nate turned to Elliot and Will. “I need you two to get in position. When Hardison finds a door, I'm counting on you to get her through it.”

Will started to head back toward the stairs but Elliot stopped him. “No, you're staying here.”

“Why?” Will raised an eyebrow. “Think I'll endanger Parker? Haven't I proved myself yet?”

“You're good, but this is too dangerous. We're improvising here, and...” Elliot didn't want to say the rest out loud. “You're safer here.”

“I didn't come all this way to be safe,” Will argued. “Not that I ever really was.”

“Take him,” Nate ordered. “This is gonna take all of us. Okay, Hardison, are we on yet?”

“On and cracking,” Hardison replied. “I'm downloading all files now.”

Nate gave an Archie an earbud so he could hear what was going on. “Okay, and what about the Steranko?”

“All the alarm systems are run through shielded cable, which means I can't hack it through Wi-Fi. But if you find the actual cable...” They all heard the sound of a drill for a seconds. “Okay, I'm in. I'm in. Uh, don't know how far, though.”

“Get what you can and fast. Sophie.”

“What are we doing here?” Sophie asked for some direction.

“We want to create some chaos. Get them to focus on you, on each other, but just get them off Hardison's back.”

Sophie did that by making the employees think they were all fired unless they could justify why they were needed. It worked a little too well because they all started talking at once.

“Okay, guys,” Hardison grabbed their attention. “I got bad news and not so bad news. The not so bad news is that Steranko's only running at a level one.”

“How many levels are there?” Nate asked.

“Okay, level one, passive lockdown. Two, fire. Three, terrorist takeover. And four, hazmat containment breach. Now, if it stays at a level one, she just needs to stay away from doors, cameras, security key cards, even actual security guards, and she'll be cool, for a while.”

“So she's safe as long as she stays in, but if she tries to get out...”

“Game over. And that's the bad news.”

“It's a lobster trap,” Elliot chimed in as he and Will walked around the building on the sidewalk. “It's easy to get in, but there's no way out.”

“And what about the perimeter?” Nate asked.

“Perimeter's locked down tight. It's a solid grid. Right? You got sensors. You got cameras on everything. You want to make a bet these suits don't like giving up their privacy? You're gonna find a blank on one of these offices.”

“That's actually not bad,” Hardison commented as he started trying to get further into the system.

“So it's a party. But before we rescue Parker, we got to find out where she is,” Nate pointed out.

“Nate, you do realize the entire building is looking for Parker,” Hardison reminded him. “I mean, the actual, physical building is looking for her. Look, any cameras that I piggyback, any sensors that I access, anything I do to find Parker could lead the bad guys right to her.”

“Alright, so what’s your play?”

“What's my play? Nate, I'm hacking a security system that the pentagon calls overkill with a laptop I found in the back of my car! Look, man, honest answer, we can't find Parker. We just have to wait for her to send up a signal and hopefully we get to her first.”

“So we just stand here with our thumbs up our asses?” Will was feeling a little impatient.

“I wish I could do more, but... Hold on,” Hardison's phone started ringing. “Okay, Parker called me. We got her.”

Nate was going over all the papers again. “Guys, what would you say if I told you that all of Mr. Leech's schematics are watermarked with the Wakefield logo?”

“Sounds like original documents. Probably from the company's hard copy files,” Hardison said.

“Yes, the kind of files that are restricted to high level company personnel.”

“You just now figured out this was an inside job?” Will was surprised. “I thought the whole major financial trouble thing made that obvious.”

“Nobody likes a smartass,” Nate grumbled at him. “Sophie, I need you to do me a favor.”

“Anything. It's not as if there's anything going on where I am,” she sighed as she sat and watched everyone argue.

“I want you to take a look around the room. I mean, really take a good look. Anything standing out to you?”

Sophie quickly scanned the room. “Dr. Hannity is awfully calm.”

“Hannity,” Hardison started looking up information on her. “Dr. Anne Hannity. She's the senior vice president in charge of the research and development department. She runs the biotech division.”

“Yeah, and she has access to the Steranko and the vault that Parker's hitting on the biotech level.” Nate turned to Archie. “Let me ask you something, you ever have contact with a client, I mean, face to face?”

“The client insisted on complete discretion,” Archie answered. “She's in on it!” he quickly realized. “Why didn't I see it before? Ford, an inside job like this only works if...”

“If they've tied up loose ends. Yes,” Nate finished the thought.

“If they find Parker, they're not gonna arrest her. They'll kill her!”

“I got my people on it. Hardison? Talk to me. Where's Parker?”

“Yeah, um... I already took care of it.”

“Okay, I got it. I'm on. Come get me,” they heard Parker's voice a minute later.

“Parker!” Archie was relieved to hear her voice.

“Archie. Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Right as rain, kiddo.”

“I'm sorry. I couldn't get the canister. The transcription codes were-”

“Parker, what the hell were you thinking, going in there?”

“They would've caught you, Archie. They would've hurt you or your family. Your real family. I couldn't let that happen.”

“Well now you're in over your head,” Will pointed out.

“I'm starting to see that,” Parker frowned.

“Kiddo, I want you to stand up and have a look around. Tell me what you see,” Archie instructed.

Parker scanned the room. “A bunch of people stealing stuff; staplers, paper. They're pretty bad at it.” Then a man approached her and started talking. Before Parker really understood what was going on she was dragged along with the rest of the people in the office to a goodbye party for someone. “Come get me!”

“We're on it. Hang tight,” Archie assured her. “Hardison. Have you got a way out for our girl yet? You don't mind if I...?” he turned to Nate.

“No, go ahead,” Nate replied.

“I have a hole in the grid on the thirty-eighth floor. CEO's office,” Hardison responded. “No cameras, no sensors of any kind. Eliot, that was a nice call, man.”

“So, Rushing wants his privacy. Eliot, you're on,” Nate directed.

“Wait a second. You want us to climb a forty story building in broad daylight?” Elliot was frustrated.

“Yes. And I want you to do it now. We're up against the clock.”

Will looked up at the building. “Um... Unless you have some kind of special radioactive spider, I'm not sure how we're gonna do that.”

Then they spotted a window cleaning rig about to go up. “If we can get rid of those guys...” Elliot whispered to Will.

Will walked up to the men and pretty easily convinced them that they had the wrong building, and were supposed to be cleaning another building. He attributed to some scheduling mix up and claimed he was yelled at, though didn't understand why it mattered. They left the rig because Will told them everything was already set up at the other building.

When the guys were gone Elliot shook his head. “Damn, grifting really is in your blood. Hey wait a minute, you didn't...?”

“Of course not,” Will answered a little bit too quickly.

“Oh, Dr. Hannity has been a bad girl,” Hardison reported after looking her up. “Hannity blew through sixty million last year and didn't make Wakefield a dime. Some kind of super wheat that nobody wants. She should be on the front line, begging to keep her job. I swear. I'd fire her.”

“Hannity is our inside man. Okay, Sophie, you can let everybody go except Hannity, and I want her angry. I mean steamed,” Nate directed.

Sophie sent everyone else out of the room and sat across from Hannity. Sophie put on a brilliant performance using some information Hardison found for her, but also reading the woman. Hanity did get steamed and revealed that the wheat she had been working on was the only wheat in the world with a built in immunity to a blight native to Russia.

“Are you telling me this woman paid us to steal her own wheat?” Archie couldn't believe it.

“Worse. To steal the blight,” Nate corrected him. “Okay, now, she develops this super wheat to go against the UG99, the blight. How does she do that? By testing it over and over again against the blight. To test a vaccine, you need the infection.”

“Ah, the canister Archie was supposed to steal contains the blight,” Will put it all together.

“But why steal something you already own?” Archie didn't understand.

“Plausible deniability,” Will explained in two simple words. “That trick I'm very familiar with.”

“Exactly,” Nate agreed. “If this thing gets out, then her wheat will be the only strain that can grow. The company will make a fortune. Of course she has to make sure the outbreak can't trace back to her.”

“That is very crazy and absolutely right,” Hardison said as he looked further into her. “Nate, I'm sending you all the data that Hannity has on that project. Okay, look, I just punched into the laboratory storage database. Not only does Dr. Frankenstein have some of that UG99 nightmare fungus stored in a biohazard vault here at the Wakefield, but, like you said, she's keeping it in a canister that matches the schematics that Archie was given. Looks like somebody was trying to jump start an outbreak.”

“And then Wakefield comes in to dominate.”

Archie shook his head. “It's so arcane, brutal. She'd have to be a monster.”

“Yes, she would,” Nate agreed. “We need to stop her.”

“We have to get Parker out of there,” Archie argued.

“You gotta let me think this through. Gotta let me think.”

“You've got three people trapped in there, and two outside men who can't get in. So what now? You gonna actually call the police?”

“Just shut up, Leech.”

“While you’re dreaming up your comic book fantasies, Parker is in there waiting for a bullet in the head.”

“Yeah, and you put her in there.”

“And I'm gonna get her out. Parker. It's Archie. You've got to leg it. Run for the front doors now!”

“No, Parker. You're not going anywhere.”

“Your friends botched it, Parker. Just listen to me, and I'll get you home.”

“Isn't it always fun to listen to Dad and the strange uncle fight?” Will commented.

“You shut up too!” Nate barked.

“Just breaking some tension. Anyway, the front door is a bad idea. Security is too tight.”

“Will is right about that, it's a bottle neck.”

“Somebody tell me what to do,” Parker was getting frustrated.

“Yeah, and fast,” Hardison joined the conversation. “I got codes to all the doors, but Steranko is rewriting. The bastard is quick and smart. Okay, your next open door is two cubicles up and down to the right.”

“You heard him. Go,” Nate ordered.

“Going,” Parker left the break room. The open door took her into the stairwell.

“Good. Now, up the stairs, down the hall, left,” Hardison directed her.

“Can't grab me an elevator?”

“No. Elevators are a kill zone. Buildings this tall, nobody uses the stairs, so they're wired for fire safety, not security. They're the better choice. Uh, you are on the executive floor. Okay, so that means less electronic countermeasures. I can spoof those. But that also means more human guards, which are attached to retinal scanners and guns. Homestretch, mama.”

“I get it. We're here to get Parker out,” Sophie commented. “But this Hannity woman is a piece of work. There must be something we can do to bring her down.”

“One thing at a time,” Nate responded. “Eliot, she's coming out hot. You guys in position?”

“Yeah, we're here,” Elliot answered as they stood on the rig outside the window. “But I don't see Parker.” Parker darted into the room. “Never mind. Scratch that. There she is.”

Parker took off the lab coat she was wearing and started to cross the room. Elliot motioned for her to step back so he could break the window with a crowbar, but she didn't. “Parker, you need to move,” Will urged.

“I can't,” she seemed conflicted.

“Parker, what are you doing?” Archie asked.

Elliot smashed the window out and motioned for her to join them on the window rig. “This is no time for crazy! We gotta get the hell out of here!”

“I have to go back!” Parker declared. “The Steranko has a record of the break in. Hannity can walk the blight out on her own and blame it on me. She's gonna get away with it. We need proof.”

“What proof?” Will asked. “Come on, I can send the information Hardison grabbed to people who don't care that much about proof. We can't do anything if we're dead.”

“That's not how we do things,” Parker argued. “I have to go back and steal the blight.”

“Parker, this is not what I taught you,” Archie scolded her. “We do not get involved. We get out. This is not what we do!”

“No, this isn't what you do! Okay, Hannity is bad. She's gonna hurt people, a lot of people. You've taught me a lot of things, Archie, but this is what we do.”

“She's right, Nate,” Sophie backed her up.

“Well, somebody better decide something, because Steranko is whupping my ass,” Hardison commented.

“You're not actually considering this?” Archie glared at Nate.

“Parker, last time you went to the vault-” Nate started to ask her a question.

“No, I couldn't, but I was alone then,” Parker interrupted him. “I'm not alone now. Okay? Hardison, just clear a path to the vault. I know what I did wrong before. I can do it!”

“Okay. It's your show,” Nate gave her the green light.

When Parker went back out into the hall Will shrugged and climbed into the window. “What the hell are you doing?” Elliot snapped at him.

Will turned back toward him. “Haven't you been paying attention? She's going back to the vault, and we're her protection.”

“Of all the sanctimonious...” Archie growled. “She was home free. She was out! And now you've got her playing hero?”

“She was right. It's what we do,” Nate replied.

“What you do. You've killed her. That's what you've bloody done. You've killed her.”

In the hallway Parker ran into a security guard. “Security office, this is Charlie. I'm on the executive level. We got the intruder,” he spoke into his radio.

“Intruder? Me?” Parker turned so that the guard was facing the other way. “No. I'm just bringing the figures for the thing up on the... Not working for you, huh?” Elliot then tapped the guy on the shoulder to get him to turn around before punching him and knocking him out. “Hardison. Options.”

“Stairwell. Opening the doors... now,” Hardison unlocked the door to the stairs for them.

They ran into the stairwell, but soon saw a handful of guards running toward them. “Damn it, Hardison! What the hell, man? You're supposed to keep these guys off of us,” Elliot growled.

“Hey, man. Do you want my job?” Hardison snapped back.

“You want mine?” Elliot replied as the first guard reached them and Elliot broke his wrist to disarm him.

Will grabbed the second, wrenching the man's right arm behind him and throwing him over the railing. “What?” he asked when Elliot gave him a dirty look. “He might survive... possibly....”

“Look, you guys need to get to the biotech level, because Steranko is locking me out,” Hardison warned them.

Parker started running up the stairs. “Parker, upstairs is the wrong way!” Elliot cried as he punched another guy out.

“I know what I'm doing,” Parker called back.

“Look, I am not trying to rush y'all, but y'all need to put some pep in your step,” Hardison reminded them.

“Where's the next open door?” Parker asked as she fastened a line to the railing.

“Biotech floor, ten floors down from your last location.”

“Okay, thanks. Eliot, how much do you weigh?”

“Are you kidding me? Is she kidding me?” Elliot grumbled as he knocked another guard down.

“Didn't sound like she was kidding,” Will responded as he kicked a guard down the stairs.

“I'm really not. Will?” Parker asked him next.

“About one-ninety.”

Parker lowered herself on the rope to the level Elliot and Will were on. “I ain't riding that thing,” Elliot looked at her like she was crazy.

“Hey, something I haven't tried before,” Will seemed more willing.

“Hop on, pretty boy,” Parker motioned for him to join her. Then she looked to Elliot as Will hopped over the railing and grabbed onto her. “See you on the biotech level.” She started lowering the both of them down. “And bring one of those scanners!”

“That was kinda fun,” Will commented when they reached the biotech floor.

“That's what I keep trying to tell Hardison,” Parker replied.

“Yeah, well, you're both crazy,” Hardison joined the conversation. “Okay. I got you an elevator and an open door on the vault level floor, but now I am officially locked out.”

“Get Sophie and get going,” Nate instructed.

“What about Parker?” Hardison asked as he started to gather his things.

“Not your problem.”

“This is never gonna work,” Archie grumbled.

When Elliot joined Will and Parker they carefully made their way into the hall. They heard a guard coming and Elliot surprised him from behind a corner and knocked him out. A little further down the hall the guy that had approached Parker in the cubicles ran into them and he smiled at Parker. “It's you. Hey, we should probably exchange all our numbers, right?”

Elliot slammed him into the wall. “He's okay,” Parker pulled him back. Elliot reluctantly continued down the hall.

“Who's that guy?” the now very confused man asked.

“Boyfriend,” Parker answered quickly before catching up to Elliot and Will. “What's sexting?” she asked.

Elliot shook his head. “I'm not having this conversation with you, Parker.”

“We'll talk later,” Will promised.

At the end of the hall was a set of doors and a scanner. “It's a retina scanner,” Elliot pointed out.

Parker held out her hand for the hand held scanner Elliot was asked to grab, and she pulled up a scan on that to use to open the door. “Only way to beat the Steranko is with the Steranko.”

The doors opened to a room full of lockers and Parker found the one she was looking for. “Not an ASCII code. It's a shell code.”

“I have absolutely no idea what that means,” Will said as he watched her open the locker and grab the container.

“That's great. You're awesome. Let's go!” Elliot motioned for them to get the hell out of there.

Before they could move an alarm started going off. The Steranko was now at a level four hazmat containment. “That's part of the plan, right?” Will was a little worried.

“Come on, we need to get to elevator three!” Elliot ushered them along.

As soon as they reached the elevator doors the doors opened and a bunch of people in hazmat suits were inside. The top hatch was open and Hardison reached down to help Nate up. “So we're going out how we came in?” Will asked.

“Pretty much,” Hardison answered as he offered Will a hand next.

“Okay,” Will grabbed Hardison's hand and let himself be pulled up.

Since there was a hazmat situation no one was in the upper floors to stop them. They all climbed out onto the window washing rig through the broken window, and Elliot started lowering them down. They reached the office level just in time to see Hannity with Archie and a news crew dressed in hazmat suits.

The ride back to the apartment was quiet. Once they were alone Elliot looked up at Will. “Do you realize we just beat a Steranko? No plan going in, just....” the man's chest was rising and falling a little faster than normal.

“Yeah, and you were doubting all of us the entire time,” Will pointed out.

“Shut up, don't ruin it!” Elliot barked as he quickly threw off his shirt.

“Okay,” Will's tone softened as he followed suit.

Elliot grabbed Will and roughly slammed him against the wall before their lips met in a heated kiss. Will wrapped his arms around the other man's neck and returned the passion as he was held there.

Both men undid and lowered their pants at the same time before Elliot lifted Will up and Will's legs wrapped around his waist. Elliot's tongue trailed up Will's neck before capturing his mouth again. Will moaned softly at the anticipation of what was coming next.
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