In response to the prompt The Losers/Leverage, Jensen & Hardison, dance break.

Hardison whistled under his breath and leaned closer. “I am all about the Monets and the Manets and all of that, but this? This is what I call art.”

Now, the man is looking at him with a curl to one side of his mouth that might be a smile. "I'm Nick Fury," he says. "Director of S.H.I.E.L.D." There's a pause, and Alec tries to think of something smartass to say, but he's got nothin'. S.H.I.E.L.D. It's like the frickin' Death Star, and not the one with the whoops-blow-up button, but the fully armed and operational battle station. He swallows.

Close encounters of the FBI kind.

"If you three don't stop bickering," Sophie continued, just barely loud enough for the mic to pick up, "no one will ever find the bodies."

Alec Hardison, if pressed, would probably suggest that he subscribes to a post-modern definition of identity.

Six times Maggie heard “You’re adorable,” and one time she said it. Family / Friendship fic. How Maggie interacts with the team throughout the years, and how she grows.

Eliot is an Immortal. Everybody copes.

Faith tries to pick up a cute girl. It has interesting results.

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

Leverage, Eliot + team, Eliot confesses to the team that he's an undercover federal agent

Parker's cool with his body as it is; besides, sometimes it's handy in his line of work. He just wishes Sophie'd give up the girl bonding crap.

"Can I? Can I? Who do you think you're talking to?"

Archimedes said, "Give me a place to stand and with a lever I will move the whole world." That's nothing on what Nick Fury can do with a little ... leverage.

The original con artist stops by for a consultation at Bridgeport Brewpub.

Trying to figure it all out had been a pain in Eliot's occasionally scaly ass.

"Nate sent me to my room again, remember?" Eliot replied dryly.

She was like Parker. Only deadlier. And even more broken.

written for the 2011 Female Character Trope Fest. Prompt: "undercover in a lesbian bar."

The way I saw it, I had two options for this. One is the one where Hardison is a reincarnated space prince, Eliot is the rollerblading space werewolf sent for him, and Parker is a bounty hunter and they all end up teaming up. The other is, well …

Okay, team, let's go steal the Earth.

:Hardison has been to his fair share of what Eliot mockingly calls his Underground Hacker Speed Dating Meetups. And it’s always dudes. So many dudes. And they all look like Colin Mason’s uglier brother, plus there’s always at least one grizzly-ass, paranoid old conspiracy theorist with back in my day stories about the perils of dialup. Hardison’s always the best looking person in the damn place, basically -– and it ain’t even a close call. Until today. Because of course now that he’s happily with Parker, not one but two fine female hackers turn up to check out the merchandise. Note: a one-shot right now, but I may add more funtimes.

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

Unemployed librarian Bobby Dismas isn't sure how Leverage found him or what they want with him, but apparently it has something to do with his conspiracy theory website about Roy Chappel (and Kenneth Crane, and Jacques Labert).

Kala's not a criminal. She just needs to break into her company's server room to investigate its possible dealings with BPO. This man who's also breaking into the server room, though...

Nomi wants help from a team of criminals to bring down BPO, Amanita isn't sure she trusts them, Hardison is impressed by Nomi's hacking skills, Parker comes to the rescue, and Eliot notices some very distinctive fighting styles. [Podfic + Text]

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

“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…!”

Sui Zhou couldn't believe what he was seeing... Two of the most wanted criminals, who always seemed to be able to slip away, were having dinner on the other side of the restaurant. Sui Zhou had been tracking them for over a year, and the fact he hadn't caught either was a convenient black spot on a record that his boss was intent on tarnishing.

Hardison is 100% certain that there is no way Bruce Wayne could possibly be Batman. But maybe they should check it out, just in case.