A/N: Um... Don't own Leverage but if I did I would be a very happy little girl and it wouldn't have made it past its first season which would have made me a very sad little girl so I guess it's a good thing I don't own it! Side note: To those two readers who read my previous story; A Very Bad Job, original I know, will have to wait a little longer for the update because idiot who is known as the author of the story accidentally deleted the important beginning of the next part and now has to work her way around it. Sorry, but you shouldn't have to wait that much longer for it. To those of you who are just breezing through, review if you don't like it so I can figure out where I went wrong because we only learn how to be better writers through criticism than we do through silence. Idk who said that but it was some dead guy, probably Winsten Churchill, but please help me get my voicing down! I beg of you! P.S. Most of you are sooooooo going to hate me when you figure out who is in that hospital bed.

Nate was standing in the middle of a hospital hallway in complete disarray. He continued to stare at a glass wall filled with doctors surrounding a body. He watched on in complete horror of who was in that room being operated upon.

"This is just like Sam," Nate sighed as he continued to watch the developing scene.

"Nate," Sophie cried out in sympathy of the man before her and in agony of the one occupying the hospital bed.

"Sophie…" Nate moaned in pain, "I can't. Not again."

"This isn't your fault, Nate," Sophie repliedsadly.

"I should have seen it coming," Nate explained himself in hopes of understanding, "I missed something important and it might cost us everything."

"Nate," Sophie spoke softly," Maybe you should go over the con. If you really missed something you'll be able to figure it out."

"I can't," Nate pleaded mercilessly as his eyes continued to be glued to the person in the bed, "I can't do this again. Oh God Sophie!"

"How did it start?" Sophie demanded desperately, "How did we get here, Nate?"

"Soph…" Nate complained in torture of what he was witnessing.

"Humor me," Sophie begged in a quiet whimper, "Please, Nate! Why did this happen?"

"Eliot," Nate retorted bitterly, "We were trying to protect Eliot."

A/N 2: I bet you all are confused as to who is in the bed now, aren't ya? I shall give you a tiny hint. They were mentioned in this scene! Or were they? Review and I might tell you! Honesty is very much appreciated but swear words are not suitable for my virgin ears, just saying! Thanks for reading!