geniuswithasmartphone: (Hacking: Not Best Pleased)
Hardison had accompanied Eliot to the hospice, but had elected to wait in the waiting area before the receptionist desk. Eliot and his father had a lot of catching up to do and it was the kind of catching up that didn't need a stranger present. Hardison was easing the way with Eliot and Trudy's family and even a bit with Eliot and just being here, but facing his dad was the one thing that Eliot had to do alone.

At least the first time. Hopefully only the first time.

But he figured that Eliot would need some company after the visit ended--he probably wouldn't want company, but that was a different thing--and so he was just killing time, giving the wi-fi of the coffee shop next door a much-needed upgrade and idly skimming through the FBI files on their investigation into the Russian election hacking. Just to keep his hand in. )

[NFI, NFB, OOC is love. Preplayed with the wonderful [livejournal.com profile] vdistinctive. Immediately follows this.]
geniuswithasmartphone: (Sprawled)
Hardison lounged on the deck of Dottie's Pride, sipping at a beer and watching the sun set over the water. Next to him, Megabyte and Stance snoozed next to his chair, tuckered out after a long day of romping about in the sea air. He wasn't sure where Eliot was--doing something nautical, no doubt--and the last time he'd seen Parker, she was clinging to the side of the boat and giving him a heart attack, but he figured they'd be joining him soon enough to enjoy the last vestiges of the day and looking out towards the gorgeous expanse of ocean. Tellingly, his laptop was still in its bag in the cabin; he hadn't even pulled his phone out, except to take pictures every so often.

Don't tell anyone, but sometimes it was nice to be unplugged for a bit. Long enough to appreciate warm weather, the rocking of a gentle ocean, and the company of the two loves of his life.

...Though he was starting to get hungry. One and a half days of sailing to get to the Florida Keys would do that to a man. Maybe he should needle Eliot about letting him starve at the very beginning of their vacation to see if that would turn into dinner for all of them.

Oh yeah, vacations were great.

[NFB and for thems what are with him, please!]
geniuswithasmartphone: (Chatting on Couch (All 3))
After the excitement of yesterday, no one had felt like broaching the topic of Leverage and how Nana felt about it. Instead, they'd gone home, helped clean up the remains of the attack, and then settled down to eat the best damn dinner Nana had cooked in her entire life. Saturday had melted away in a blur of warmth and love and family, with Nana relating embarrassing stories of Hardison's childhood, and Parker and Eliot relating embarrassing stories about his adulthood.

It was such a good time that Hardison was sometimes able to forget the secrets and discussions hanging between them.

But nothing good can stay and soon it was Sunday, just a little while before they had to return to the island. And, as much as he hated the idea, Hardison knew that he needed to speak up about things now--if he was going to speak of them at all.

And so it goes... )

[And over with! Thanks so much to my wonderful partners in crime, [livejournal.com profile] whoisalicewhite and [livejournal.com profile] vdistinctive. They were AMAZING, working with me on this since July. NFI, NFB, but OOC is lovely]

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