The team is a man short for a job, luckily Eliot has someone he can call, even if he doesn’t like it. His cousin, psychic detective Shawn Spencer

It was just Shawn’s luck that Eliot was spotted by the one guy on the Santa Barbara PD who frequently checked the International Most Wanted List. - Leverage/Psych crossover.

For [info]tigriswolf's [info]comment_fic prompt "Inception/Leverage, Eliot&Arthur, it's been awhile since Eliot saw his little brother" (theme was 'Prompt is the first line')

"'I won this all expenses paid vacation to scenic nowhere because you need a hacker," says Alec, talking before he realizes what he's saying, but when he listens to himself, it's pretty obvious. The corner of Fury's mouth curls up again, and Alec admires abstractly the way he manages to make it creepy as fuck while fighting the urge to try to sidle out of its range."

Things are going pretty well for the Leverage crew until Lindsey McDonald shows up on their doorstep. Then, not so much.

Eliot found a way to make his style work at Dalton Academy. It just worked a little too well.

Leverage, Nate/Sophie, Someone( a Mark, or old friends) overhearing a phone conversation and assuming Eliot, Parker, and Alec are Nate and Sophies kids.

While he's waiting for the men with the guns to decide what to do with him, Alec thinks about what he'll do if he gets home.

"We're brothers, not bookends," Eliot growled as he sank into a chair opposite Lindsey, avoiding his teammates' eyes. Black knight, white knight; maybe both designations were too simplistic, after all....

"Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do."

Just your every day modern street gang of ragamuffins.

The Leverage crew run into a new friend, find some buried treasure, and fight some Nazis. It's a pretty good day.

Neal doesn't often talk about his family. / Parker said, "This is my grandpa Hermes." [Two interconnected drabbles involving Hermes, God of Thieves.]

Eliot technically stole a baby, which is actually the least of Leverage's problems.

The Leverage crew run into a new friend, find some buried treasure, and fight some Nazis. It's a pretty good day.

Eliot technically stole a baby, which is actually the least of Leverage's problems.

The thing about magic is that you can’t do it by yourself. No one person has enough magic in them to do even a minor casting – you need a coven. Parker knew that about magic, which was why she couldn’t trust it.

“Thank you all for coming,” Lan Xichen said, pouring tea for the other three people at the table. “I think you all know why I’ve asked you to gather here today.” “Sure,” Nie Mingjue said, accepting the cup. “Because our younger siblings have decided to join together to become a criminal gang.” “That seems like an unduly harsh way to put it,” Jiang Yanli murmured, inclining her head in thanks to Lan Xichen as she took her own. “After all, they’re helping people, aren’t they?” Wen Qing huffed. “Leverage,” she drawled. “If I ever find out who gave them that idea…!”