I don't really know why I wrote this... I just like writing little moments inbetween Peter and Neal.

Neal glanced at Peter from the corner of his eye – curiosity alight in his gaze. He faltered for a brief moment, seemingly unsure of himself, before he visibly shook off whatever hesitant thoughts he might be having.

"Why haven't you and El ever had any kids?"

Peter looked startled at the question – but eventually shrugged. "It just never happened." He shot a sharp look at Neal, as though trying to decide whether or not the conman was trying to manipulate him somehow through the question. "Why?"

Now it was Neal's turn to shrug. "Dunno – just curious. You and Elizabeth always struck me as the type to have a kid or two around." He was silent for a moment before continuing. "So it's not like you guys can't have kids-"

"Oh – no!" Peter assured him – silently wondering why he was having this discussion with the conman. "Nothing like that. We just… we never really got around to it, I guess."

Neal looked faintly relieved. "Ah – okay then." He fell quiet, turning his head to the window so he could watch the passing cars and street signs around them.

"Why would you think that?" Peter asked abruptly – perturbed.

Neal looked at him, startled. "What?"

Peter fought the urge to roll his eyes. "The kids – the kid question Neal! Why would you think that El and I couldn't have kids?" He glanced at Neal, suddenly worried. "Elizabeth hasn't said anything, has she-"

"No!" Neal assured him forcibly. "I was just curious! I had an aunt that couldn't have kids and…" Neal's face shadowed slightly. "She was always really upset about it." He glanced at Peter. "I just wanted to make sure that you and El…" He fidgeted slightly – looking out the window again.

Peter's face softened.

"Nah. It's nothing like that." He said, his voice tinted with the faintest traces of amusement. "Parenthood just isn't really for me. I mean – can you imagine me being a dad?" He snorted before sending a quick glance in Neal's direction. "You on the other hand – I can see in the role of parenthood, if you ever managed to stick to the straight and narrow."

Neal smiled, but shook his head. "Nah…"

"Why not?" Peter pressed. "You're great with kids!"

Neal looked at the back of his hands intently – quiet. "Kate doesn't like kids much." He said finally.

Peter's grip tightened on the steering wheel of the car.

Kate isn't the only girl out there – she's just been using you – things are over between you and her, you need to learn to accept that…

The unspoken words whirled around in the car, hot and angry. Stop wasting your life for this girl! She's not worth it! But they stayed quiet – both knowing that it wasn't a discussion they wanted to get into right then.

After a few minutes of - suddenly tense – silence, Peter leaned over and flicked the radio on – the soft, mournful whispers of a nameless singer filling the painful void for the rest of the drive.

I don't really see Kate as being much of a kid person, to be honest with you - what do you think?

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