Okay this was just an idea I've had for awhile it was to be an oneshot but now it'll be about 2-3 chapters

And I'm pretty sure there is no other 'White Collar' story about this (I've looked)

So It will be the first! :D

I don't own "White Collar" but any OCs or ideas are mine :P

Chapter 1: Neal's What?

It was just another day at the FBI office for Neal and Peter. They had closed a big case and were just finishing up the paperwork. Peter put his jacket on as he left his office ready to go home with Neal right behind him and stopped; almost causing Neal to walk into him.

Neal heard Peter huff and looked around him to see what the problem was and stilled when he saw a small boy. Peter took no notice and went forward, toward the little boy who couldn't have been more than 7 years old standing in the middle of five of his agents; he had dark black hair, light skin and beautiful clear blue eyes. The agents looked disapproving but the boy was smiling brightly, Peter thought it looked… almost familiar. He shook his head of the thought as he approached.

"What seems to be the problem?" Peter asked Jones (an agent he knew well) but his eyes stayed on the boy who had now turn his attention to him, looking up at him with bright innocent eyes. Peter thought they looked a little too innocent, but he was never very good with kids.

"This kid tried to pick my pocket outside as I was leaving." Jones kept his tone even but made a small frown at the boy. Surprisingly or not the boy spoke at that.

"Allegedly, you have no proof I did anything." The boy said to Jones then turn to Peter with big eyes looking up, "Honestly I don't know why he is picking on me sir, but it may be ageism… I get that a lot." As the boy finished he looked slightly down in a sad way… and Jones may have had a twitch, while the other agents seemed to be trying to not smirk. No one had notice Neal in the corner looking proud and smiling brightly trying not to laugh.

Peter on the other hand looked dumb struck he just didn't know what to say. The kid had just, just… well he didn't know exactly what the kid had done but it was the kind of thing he expected from Neal. Peter pinched the bridge of his nose; he really was no good with kids.

"Neal!" Peter called looking over at him, not noticing the boy smirk as he did. Then the boy turned to the man that had been called putting on a confused look until he saw who the man was and froze. Neal shifted his feet where he was half way across the room when Peter called him, his grin still firmly in place as he saw the boy's eyes land on him.

"Damian!" Neal called to the boy smiling brightly at him, and like a spell was broken the boy unfroze. The agents looked at Neal in total confusion none more so than Peter, all thinking 'how does he know him?' their question was soon answered but not with what anyone expected.

Thank you for reading I have the next chapter already written and will put it up soon

Please review and if anyone is interested I searched very hard for a good name for the boy,

that would be both sound good and have a meaning that would fit

(Damian; tamer; soother)