Leveraging Art
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maevebranTitle:Leveraging Art
Author: Maeve Bran
Fandom: Leverage
Rated: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Angel the series, or Leverage, I'm just using them for some unprofitable fun.
Notes: Set after 1.12 of Leverage “The First David Job”.
Summary: Lindsey and Eliot discuss the First David Job.
Word Count: 379
“I can't believe you hit on Nate's wife,” Lindsey said as he drank a beer with his cousin on their Aunt Ela Mae's front porch.
“It was his ex-wife,” Eliot growled. “And I didn't know who she was at the time.”
Lindsey sat in silence as they drank and listened to the crickets chirp. “So do you still have the number?”
“Yeah. I figured it might come in handy . . .” Eliot started to say.
“In handy, how? ” Lindsey asked with a smirk.
“Because someday we may need to call her and tell her about Nate . . . “ Eliot answered before taking a big old swig of his beer.
They finished the beers and were still sitting there, when the door opened. Aunt Ela Mae walked out.
“You boys, don't stay out here all night, you hear?” Aunt Ela Mae said.
“Yes, Ma'am,” they said in unison.
“I'm going to bed now,” Aunt Ela Mae said.
“Night,” Lindsey said.
“Good night, Aunt Ela Mae,” Eliot said.
“You two stay out of trouble,” Aunt Ela Mae said as she went back inside.
“Want another?” Eliot asked as he got another beer from the six pack at his feet.
“Sure,” Lindsey said accepting the beer.
They listened to the crickets and drank their beers for a while to make sure that Aunt Ela Mae had indeed fallen asleep so she wouldn't know just what trouble they were planing.
“So the new wing of the museum is opening in two weeks . . .” Lindsey said.
“It does indeed,” Eliot said.
“So want to rob it?” Lindsey asked casually.
“I thought you'd never ask,” Eliot said as he picked up the rest of the six pack and started to wonder over to the barn.
Lindsey followed him. “What's the plan?”
“I go in as a security guard and you provide back up,” Eliot explained.
“Why?” Lindsey asked as he settled on a hay bale.
“Security is almost in place but not up to speed the first week of an exhibition,” Eliot answered.
“I get that but why am I back up?”
“Because you need to keep a low profile,” Eliot said.
“Right,” Lindsey reluctantly agreed. The cousins planned their attack until midnight. The next morning they bid their Aunt Ela Mae good bye and returned to Los Angeles.
Author: Maeve Bran
Fandom: Leverage
Rated: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own Angel the series, or Leverage, I'm just using them for some unprofitable fun.
Notes: Set after 1.12 of Leverage “The First David Job”.
Summary: Lindsey and Eliot discuss the First David Job.
Word Count: 379
“I can't believe you hit on Nate's wife,” Lindsey said as he drank a beer with his cousin on their Aunt Ela Mae's front porch.
“It was his ex-wife,” Eliot growled. “And I didn't know who she was at the time.”
Lindsey sat in silence as they drank and listened to the crickets chirp. “So do you still have the number?”
“Yeah. I figured it might come in handy . . .” Eliot started to say.
“In handy, how? ” Lindsey asked with a smirk.
“Because someday we may need to call her and tell her about Nate . . . “ Eliot answered before taking a big old swig of his beer.
They finished the beers and were still sitting there, when the door opened. Aunt Ela Mae walked out.
“You boys, don't stay out here all night, you hear?” Aunt Ela Mae said.
“Yes, Ma'am,” they said in unison.
“I'm going to bed now,” Aunt Ela Mae said.
“Night,” Lindsey said.
“Good night, Aunt Ela Mae,” Eliot said.
“You two stay out of trouble,” Aunt Ela Mae said as she went back inside.
“Want another?” Eliot asked as he got another beer from the six pack at his feet.
“Sure,” Lindsey said accepting the beer.
They listened to the crickets and drank their beers for a while to make sure that Aunt Ela Mae had indeed fallen asleep so she wouldn't know just what trouble they were planing.
“So the new wing of the museum is opening in two weeks . . .” Lindsey said.
“It does indeed,” Eliot said.
“So want to rob it?” Lindsey asked casually.
“I thought you'd never ask,” Eliot said as he picked up the rest of the six pack and started to wonder over to the barn.
Lindsey followed him. “What's the plan?”
“I go in as a security guard and you provide back up,” Eliot explained.
“Why?” Lindsey asked as he settled on a hay bale.
“Security is almost in place but not up to speed the first week of an exhibition,” Eliot answered.
“I get that but why am I back up?”
“Because you need to keep a low profile,” Eliot said.
“Right,” Lindsey reluctantly agreed. The cousins planned their attack until midnight. The next morning they bid their Aunt Ela Mae good bye and returned to Los Angeles.
