Next Chapter's up! What's going on with the team now that the Hacker just became the Hitter?


(Parker's POV)

"What was that about?" I asked Nate. He looked over at me with a confused expression.

"What I miss?" Sophie asked, finally joining us.

"Did someone hit Eliot?" She continued worried, looking over at Eliot who had went and got an icepack.

"Hardison did. He got out of the van and was all err and went and punched him in the face." I informed her.

"Why would he hit you?" She asked Eliot.

"He kissed Parker." Nate told her.

"You told me to!" He shouted at Nate.

"That's why he's mad? Over the fake make-out? That doesn't make any sense. He never seems to mind when we use it to get out of a con. He's even more enthusiastic then Eliot. Sometimes he even-" I was rambling on until Sophie cut me off.

"That's enough Parker." She told me.

"Where did Hardison go?" She asked Nate.

"He uh, left." He said.

"Why didn't anyone try and stop him?" She shrieked throwing her hands up in the air. She looked at me disapprovingly, as if she were my mother. Nate and Eliot sensed a speech was coming so they made excuses and left.

"Parker, sweetie, sit down." She said gesturing to the van. I slide open the door and sat like she asked, leaving my feet dangling over the edge. She came over and sat down next to me.

"Did I do something wrong again?" I asked her.

"Not exactly. Parker you know Hardison cares about you, right?" She asked me.

"Yeah he cares about everyone." I told her.

"Yes, but he doesn't love, love, everyone like he love, loves you." She told me.

"Oh." I said uncomfortable. I was never really good with my emotions. I knew Hardison liked me. I knew he liked me a lot.

"You remember before, when we were talking about falling in love?" She asked me.

"Yeah, you said falling in love was like jumping of a building." I told her.

"Yes. Hardison, well he jumped a little early but he's still at the bottom of the building waiting for you to meet him." She told me.

"Well, what if he doesn't catch me?" I asked her.

"He will, he always will." She reassured me. We sat in silence for a moment or two before heading upstairs. The boys were on the couch trying to work Hardison's remote.

"What's the next plan?" I asked Nate.

"We're working on it." He replied.

"How's the eye?" Sophie asked Eliot.

"Fine, I never knew he had it in him." He shrugged.

"You'd be surprised what people are capable of doing for the ones they love." She told him, looking directly at me.

"Are we done for the day?" I asked Nate.

"Yeah I think so. We'll regroup tomorrow and come up with a strategy. Hopefully Hardison will be over his jealous rampage by then." Nate replied.

"What were you two thinking? I mean, how did you not see this one coming?" She questioned them. I went into the kitchen and got a bowl of cereal, pausing a moment when I saw the pretzels. Next I went in the fridge for milk, only to find that Hardison restocked it with orange soda. My heart was beating fast at all the reminders of Hardison. I missed him. I liked the fake make-outs with him much better anyway. Maybe if I promised only to fake make-out with him from now on he'd come back. I closed the fridge and put my cereal back in the cabinet. I grabbed the bag of pretzels instead and headed for the door.

"Where are you going?" Eliot asked.

"I'm going to go find Hardison, I'm ready to jump." I told them smiling as I left.


I keep waiting for the day that they finally put them together on the show. Until then, I'll keep writing.