DISCLAIMER: i DO NOT OWN ANYTHING, WHITE COLLAR IS NOT AT ALL MINE.

A/N: I really hope this turns out okay, its the product of a stormy day and me avoiding cleaning my room...
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"It is well known that Neal Caffrey has secrets, but some secrets are better kept than others, this used too be one of them"
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Neal walked into the FBI headquarters for 'another day at the office' although in the White Collar division nothing they did would really meet anybody elses standards of a day at the office.

A few minutes after Neal got into the bullpen they team was seated around the conference table waiting for Peter to explain their latest case.

"Alright we've got a new case; it seems we have got another forger on our hands. In the past month it has been reported that 2 forged bonds have been reported in our area and a painting has gone on the black market , Neal maybe you can tell us about the painting?" Neal stared at the board remembering whatever he knew about the certain piece

"Massacre of the Innocents by Peter Paul Rubens, painted in 1611 the painting was part of the Liechtenstein Collection in Vienna, Austria, along with another Rubens' masterpiece, Samson and Delilah. After having been miscatalogued by Vincenzio Fanti in 1767, it was attributed to one of Rubens' assistants, Jan van den Hoecke; it remained until it was sold to an Austrian family in 1920. It was subsequently loaned in 1923 to Stift Reichersberg, a monastery in northern Austria"

Peter knew he knew alot about art but he never knew this much about a particular piece; "You seem to know quite alot about this piece Neal, sure you didnt take it?"

"Well Peter, it is one of my favorite artworks"

"Okay back to the case, it is believed that all 3 recent crimes have been commited by the same person, The bonds were forged expertly and the painting was almost aged to the perfect expection we have no possible alias' for the person but we assume it is a female around the age of 22, what should we call this one?"

Neal as always was the first with a suggestion " The Valkyrie?"

Peter looked at him confused "Uh actually..I was thinking Jane Bonds? She sounds enought like Neal"

"Youre giving away my nickname?"

"Think of it as an honor"

"I guess, hey Peter do you want me to get some of my sources on the forged Rubens? It it was underground theres got to be something out there"

"I didnt hear any of that Neal, do what you have to do"

"Oh and Peter"

"Yes Neal"

"Did you put the bonds and the paining under a UV light? Check for a signature I mean you said 'Jane Bonds' was enough like me right?"

Peter mentally cursed himself for not thinking of it first "Jones get somebody to scan the bonds and the painting with a UV light tell me if you come up with anything"

"Got it boss"

###At the Loft###

hour or so after:

The techs were done running the painting and the bonds under the UV lights.

"Caffrey"

"Hello to you Peter"
"How did you know?"

"There was a signature under the UV wasnt there?"

"LC, what is that Neal? You knew it was there"
"You said it was just like me Peter, I have to go. Moz just got in"

Neal knew it, he knew what was happening. He knew the signature, it was his; but now it was hers, he had taught it to her. He knew it was her, it was obvious she was the only one that knew. L.C werent just random letters; they were HER innitials. The ones he gave her. He couldnt wait any longer he had to try to prove himself wrong.

He picked up the phone and dialed,

it rang,

and rang,

and finally...

there was an answer

"Westbrook Academy, How may I direct your call"

"Headmaster Philips please" his response was polite but his tone of voice was anything but.

"Name please sir?"

"Edward Jacobson"
"One moment, I will contact the headmaster"

"Hello Mr. Caffrey, you are one hard man to get in touch with"
"Headmaster Philips, Is my daughter still on campus" He regretted the question as soon as it left his mouth, he feared the answer even more.

"That is what ive been meaning to talk to you about Mr. Caffrey, i have been trying to get into contact with you for quite some time now. It seems Lena Caffrey has been absent from her classes and the campus for 2 weeks now."

"You are telling me that my child has been missing from her bording school for 2 weeks and i havent been called?" His face was getting red by now and if it were possible there would be smoke coming out of his ears.

"Under normal circumstances we would have contacted the authorities but as per your strict requests the government was not to know she even existed. She did leave a note though; it was written to you.."

"read it to me"

"Yes Mr. Caffrey...

Dad,

I know we had an agreement, stay here to keep both of us safe; but i couldnt anymore. I needed to see you; i missed you. The once in a while phone calls arent okay anymore, im 16 now. I need my father. I got your attention the only way i know how...you know what that means...always daddies little girl.

xo

Lena "

With the ending of the letter, Neal hung up the phone. Less than 20 minutes later there was a knock on the door, he slowly made his way to the door and opened it expecting it to be Mozzie or Peter, or even Jane. But no, it wasnt...

"Hello Dad"

"Hello Lena"

A/N: Hope you enjoyed this i know its AU and a smidge OOC but i have to post it now or my computers dying, Read and Review :D

- Cia Rosalie