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.

They just point him in the right direction and get out of his way, and he doesn't have to make decisions or ask questions. Just his fists, and knives, and every now and then a gun, because Eliot still hates them, but sometimes it's the only way out.

A job goes south, and Eliot has no sense of humor when it comes to his team and Death.

They send Azrael to fetch him because he will not listen to anyone else. “Brother,” Azrael says. “It is time to come home. Your vessel is ready to be claimed.” The being that calls himself Eliot Spencer turns to the Angel of Death and replies, “I’m busy; already got some plans. Come back later.” That is the first attempt, but nowhere near the last. [AU during season 5 of Supernatural]

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

"There's a tiny scrap of a woman leaning against the wall near her. Jo's been too focused on the lack of readings, senses dulled by the white noise of the crowd. She curses herself silently."

Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. (An Alec Hardison character study.)

In which Cordelia is rescued by team Leverage instead of team Angel.

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

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

Sometimes you just have to go out for doughnuts in the early morning hours. If you're one the the baddest crews this side of the Atlantic this means you also save a wedding and spoil a terrorist plot.

Creative solutions for Seasonal Affective Disorder, Leverage style. (So. Much. Fluff.)

He had a sniper rifle scoping the girl’s bright eyes and the guy’s smile.

Five times Parker, Hardison, and Eliot lived out romcom tropes for a con, and one time they found themselves in one for real.

A year later, Sophie and Nate finally remember to get married. Looks like Eliot beat them to the punch.

She leans over the railing, her fingers snug around the metal out of experience, not of fear. She leans over further, feeling the wind scrape against her bare face. Her hair is safely tucked away, and she leans over a little more, looking at the sprawling world below. She always has loved skyscrapers. It’s not even the thrill - it’s the freedom.

Eliot watches, fascinated, as Hardison brings the joint to his lips and inhales, making the lit end burn bright and cherry-red for several long seconds.

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

Alec Hardison had given a lot of thought to how he would die. Death by cop. Thrown into the darkest hole Guantanamo Bay possessed. Heart attack from a lifetime diet of hot pockets and orange-colored chemicals. He hadn't considered adding death by weather-inflicted man-eating-sharks to the list. (Or: Interspersed by media accounts of the incident, the tale of the Leverage team vs. Sharknado.)

When the Leverage team runs into a mark with a very distinctive ring, Eliot has a phone call to make. On the other side of the country, Magnus’s night just got Interesting, the headache-inducing way.

What starts out as a routine con for the Leverage crew takes a turn for the worse when Eliot, in a case of mistaken identity, is kidnapped by the BPO. To rescue him, Parker and Hardison will have to team up with a hacker named Nomi Marks and venture into a world stranger than anything they've ever imagined.

Parker, Hardison, and Eliot are youtubers. And also criminals, incidentally.

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.