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In For A Penny (Chapter One)
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Title: In For A Penny

Author:[info]niennaseregon )

Fandom: Leverage

Pairing: None yet

Rating: PG-13

Completed Length: 1138 words

Summary: A stranger wants to join the Leverage team.               

Feedback: You know I love it ;)
A/N: Yes, I'm aware that I probably suck at actually putting this onto LJ in a semi-decent and/or attractive and/or organized way.  Any tips would be loved.  For now, on with the story.



In For A Penny




 

“I want in.”

                “What?”

                “You heard me. I. Want. In.”

                “Sorry, lady, but I think you’re confusing me with someone else.” He took the last sip of his drink before turning to get up from the bar.

                “I doubt that Mr. Ford. I know who you are, and I know what you and your people do.”

                Just as he was standing up, Nathan Ford sat back down and turned towards the woman who had walked up to him just moments before. 

                “If you knew as much as you think you do, you’d know that they’re not my people.”

                “But they work for you.” She said, matter-of-factly.

                “With. They work with me.”

                “Same thing.”

                Nathan paused for a moment, getting more than a little confused. “Who are you?”

                The young woman smiled. “Crystal Ebson, at your service.” She offered her hand to shake Nathans but he just stared at it for a moment, before looking back to the front of the bar.

                “Yeah, we’re not exactly hiring at the moment.”

                “I thought you weren’t the boss?”

                “Are you always this upfront with complete strangers Miss. Ebson?”

                Crystal thought about it for only half a second. “Yes.”

                Nathan got up to leave again. “Like I said, we don’t need anyone else.”

                “I’m not a police officer, Mr. Ford, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

                “Who says I’m worried?”

                “Well then, what seems to be the problem?” Crystal asked.

                “Nothing is the problem except for the fact that you seem unable to take a hint.”

Nathan attempted to wave the woman away as he turned again to leave. Crystal followed, her high heel shoes clicking away on the hard floor.

                “Come on, Mr. Ford!” She took several quick steps to catch up to him, falling into step alongside Nathan as they exited the bar. “Surely you need a fresh face every now and then? You can’t tell me that you all haven’t gotten around enough to have your faces recognized at some point. I mean, disguises and fake accents can only work for so long, right?”

                “What is it you want exactly?” Nate turned around to face her.

                “I already told you. I want in.”

                Nathan thought for a long moment. 

                “If I say I’ll think about it will you leave me alone?”

                “Only if you mean it.” Crystal said cheerfully, still smiling brightly. 

                “Alright, fine. I’ll talk to the others. Be back here at seven o’clock tomorrow night. Goodbye, Miss Ebson.”

                “See you tomorrow, Mr. Ford.” The woman said, finally letting him walk away as she turned and went the opposite direction. 

                Nathan shoved his hands into the pockets of his jacket, trying to ignore the biting October cold. As he did, he realized there was something already in the right pocket. Taking it out, Nathan saw that it was exactly like a business card. The card however, was blank save for a flowing, handwritten name and number on one side. Nate knew for a fact the young woman hadn’t handed him a card, nor was it in his pocket before she spoke to him. Maybe there was something to the girl after all. 

After a few moments looking at the card, Nate reached for his cell phone and hit one of the speed dial numbers. Listening to the other end, it was three rings before someone picked up.

                “Yea.”

                “Hardison, I need you to research someone for me.”

                “Wha-, now?”

                “Yes, now. Why?”

                Hardison grumbled on the other end of the line. “No reason. It’s not like I was about to level up or anything…”

                “Research, Hardison. This is important.”

                “Yea, yea. What do you need?”

                “Anything you can find on a woman named Crystal Ebson, phone number 712-8975.” Nate told him, reading the number off the card.

                “Found a new job?” Hardison asked. Nate could faintly hear him typing on a computer in the background. 

                “Umm…No. I’m just curious about someone. Find out what you can, I’ll be over in a bit and you can fill me in.” 

                “Alright.” 

                Nate hung up, wondering what Hardison would find. The girl had seemed genuine, but then so did a lot of people. It really meant nothing in the long run. Some people were just really good liars. 

               

                Forty-five minutes later, Nate was sitting on Hardisons couch.

                “What have you found so far?”

                Hardison hit a key on his laptop and pulled up a photo of Crystal Ebson on the big screen in front of them. 

                “Crystal Ebson, 24 years old, grew up in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Now she lives in California and works as a graphic designer for a couple different companies.”

                “Any records?” Nate asked.

                “Of the criminal kind? Nope. She got a parking ticket in March for an overdue meter, but that’s it.”

                “What about these companies she works for? What do they do?”

                “She does book covers, billboards and the occasional website. It’s all strictly legit man, I checked.”           

                “What about talents? Is she good at anything?”

                “Talents?” Hardison asked.

                “Yea, like you guys. Does she hit stuff, hack stuff, blow things up, what?”

                “From the looks of it, nah, she’s completely in the clear.”  

                “And you couldn’t find anything else?”

                “Man, there was nothing else to find. I doubt she even ever got sent to the principal’s office in high school.” 

 Nate didn’t say anything, his brow furrowed in thought.

“Alright, well, thanks anyways.” He said finally. The two men stood up, and Hardison walked Nate to the door. 

“Was there a reason you wanted the stats on this lady?” Hardison asked, leaning against the wall. 

“Ah, like I said, I was curious. I do want all of us to have a meeting tomorrow morning. There’s something we need to discuss about this, but it can wait until then.”

“Alright, if you say so. See you then.”

Nate left, quickly hailing a taxi cab to take him back to his own house. His mind was wandering, unable to figure Miss. Ebson out. What would a perfectly innocent young woman want to do with a bunch of thieves? The team couldn’t include such a complete novice unless they wanted to get slowed down, or worse, caught. She did have a valid point though; a fresh face could come in handy. But with no experience, there wasn’t really anything for her to do. 

Nate’s mind flashed back to the card that had been slipped into his coat pocket. He wanted to think that she had something special, but putting bits of paper into someone’s pocket wasn’t really going to do much help to anyone. Not to mention that usually things were taken out of pockets.  

                As Nathan paid the cab and went inside, he forced himself to not think about it. Hardison had dug up all he could; there was nothing else to be done until the next morning.



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Hey hun, haven't read this one yet (mainly cause never heard of this fandom) However as you have asked for some pointers on LJ, might be good if the text is quiet long to put it under LJ Cut.
Just to save space etc.
If you need help give us a shout, or maybe ask mel or steph consid i'm hardly online.
Will read this soon! X

O_O *mouth drop @ your avatar* My god I'd forgotten how much I love that pic...LOL.

Thanks for the tip, Geo! You know, I tried to do it, but I couldn't get it to work! I think I need a tutorial Rofl!

lol. i know it is anoyin at times, what i do is click on the LJ cut, type in the title in the little box that pops up (eg. chapter 1) then click ok. then in the post some text appears in a blue background saying type text here or whatever. Just write in that (or copy & paste), delete the other text and then you should be done.
Hope your alright hun, and i promise when i get more time i will read this! X

Cool thanks, I'll give it a try when I post the new chapter (soon...lol) ^_^

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