A/N: heyo, so i am starting a caffery fic. dope i know. I just like this kid, there is no particular seasons where this takes place but he still has his anklet on. yeah leave a review please!

-Emma

Neal's P.O.V.

I was sitting in my apartment thinking, we had just run a long con for a case. I was exhausted and was not in the mood for anyone right now. I got up about to call for some take out. I walked by the picture had standing on my nightstand. I had not looked at it for a very long time, not since I had gotten out. Since I got the news. I picked it up and looked at it, my thumb started slowly caressing it, I missed her. I had been so focused on work and Kate and everything that was going on I had forgotten how much I missed her. It was probably a good thing, Mozzie would tell me the second he heard something, and at least 20 people would call if they saw her. Still, I just wished someone would see her soon. I could try and look at the bureau but I had my reasons not to. First being I did not want to involve them, second being that I knew they wouldn't be any help. All the info they could give me would be things I already knew and it would be no use. I looked at the picture and smiled. I hoped I got to see her again.

I walked into the FBI the next morning feeling refreshed, a smirk on my face. I walked to the conference room where we were meeting about the newest case. Peter smiled at me when I walked in and he handed me a file on my way to a chair. I sat down and we got briefed.

"This is a photo of the Williams estate, last night they hosted a party that ended in them losing some of their most valuable properties. Including irreplacable pieces of art, and the contents of their safe. The thieves got in by going as that nights entertainment. The crew consists of 4 people. By their descriptions we were able to identify all of them. Selina Kyle, Lukas Graham, Adam Plat and Mya Bennett." He said pointing to the screen behind him where the pictures appeared.

My heart stopped as soon as I heard the name, this could not be happening. I felt like I could not breathe. I kept starring at the picture on the screen. I was woken from my smaller trance by jones.

"Sir these are teenagers, what are we doing investigating them?" He asked Peter smirked and looked at me like he usually would when he knew I would like that part of the case. But this time he was wrong whatever it was I was not going to like this.

"Indeed they are, the youngest being Mya who is 15, Selina is 17, Lukas 18 and Adam 18. But do not let the looks and age discourage you, they were able to almost Neal level that heist. To forge two paintings, enter the estate, steal them, empty a safe and get out before the family even realized they were gone. They are good. Jones background on them, Diane I want their location and a list of any rich estates holding parties, Caffery crime scene, with me." He said looking at me.

I nodded and took a deep breathe to calm myself down, I got up from the chair and we left the conference room. We got outside of the burough when Peter stopped me.

"You okay Neal?" He asked looking at me, I put on my game face and smiled at him.

"Of course, let's go catch these teenagers." I said.

He nodded and we started walking but I knew he was not convinced, he knew me and somehow could always tell when something was wrong. We got to the crime scene and they let us in. I walked over to the paintings that were fakes. I looked at them, there was a lot of detail and finesse only years of practice will give you, but whoever made them was a decent forger. If they got to run loose they would be perfect with some more practice. I walked over to Peter and told him about the mistakes in the paintings. He nodded and paid attention to what I was saying. Jones called and he put him on speaker so I was able to listen along.

"I have the background you wanted boss, it was kind of hard to get any info considering two of them are minors. But I got this, Selina, Adam and Lukas grew up going back and forth living on the street because they ran away from the orphanage. The one to forge the paintings would be Lukas, called the orphanage and turns out he likes to paint. The brains and the two behind the entertaining at the show would be Selina and Adam." He said through the phone, I was holdning my breathe waiting for any information about her.

"What about Mya?" Peter asked.

"They did not know her at the orphanage, and there is no record of her there." He said Peter held his hand over the phone and looked at me.

"I know you have people on the streets, maybe they know something." He said and I nodded.

I let out a breathe and walked away from the phone call with Jones, I knew none of my sources knew anything because they would have told me about her. I did not call any of my guys, I called Mozzie.

"Hey, did you know that in Scandinavia the note B is H because of a sonate made by Bach which spells his name, and that is why they won't change it." He said and I sighed through the phone, I was not really in the mood for this right now.

"Mozzie I have a problem." I said

"The statue 10 minutes." He said and hung up the phone.

I smiled and walked back to Burke who smiled. He had to get going, lunch with Elizabeth, I told him I was meeting Mozzie in the park and that I would ask around on the streets. He nodded and let me walk off.

I walked to the park and stood with Mozzie.

"So?"

"I found her." I said and he looked at me confused.

"And?"

"And we are working her case. Apparently she is hanging with a crew of thieves." I said

"Like father like daughter I guess." He said and I sighed.

"This is bad, I need to find her, and now. If I get to her before the suits I might be able to get her out of this mess." I said and he nodded.

"I will see what I can do." He said, I nodded and we parted ways.

I made my way back to the bureau I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. I tried to distract myself from thinking about the case. For once I did not want to. I hated this, I just wanted it to be overwith. I hoped Mozzie figured something out.

Peter came back and we were briefed there were 2 parties in the wealthies estate this evening. We were split up into teams and took one each. I prayed internally that I would be at the right house and that I would be able to get to her before the feds were. I suited up and put on a smile, I walked with Diana into the party her portraying my date. We stood in the crowd and looked around. We parted ways and I walked to the corner where the entertainment was lined up. My breathe was taken away, she looked so much like her mother, she had our dark hair, my blue eyes and a dimple, or else she was a spitting of her mother. She had grown a lot since I last saw her. She was 13 and visited me in prison. I started to make my way over there. She did not notice me. When I got close enough I grabbed her arm and dragged her into another room she looked like she was about to yell at me. But stopped dead on her tracks when she saw me. I don't know what I expected, a slap, a hug?

She stood there for a few seconds and looked at me.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I work with the feds now, I am investigating your crew. Look we don't have much time so I will make this quick. You need to come with me and cut a deal or something with the feds. You are in so much trouble, and I can not help you if you get caught." I said and she looked at me annoyed.

"Sure, I will just come with you, sell out my friends and everything will be perfect. Yeah, right. See you." She said threw me a small smile and started to walk away.

"I am serious, this place is packed with feds if you get caught you are done." I said looking her in the eyes.

She bit her lip and looked like she was actually considering my offer.

"I will meet you outside in 10 minutes. I need to call this off first. But I am not talking to the feds." She said.

I nodded, I took what I could get, I looked at her one last time before I let her go and she walked out of the room. I walked into the party and looked for Diana, I spotted her and approached her.

"Anything?" I asked and she shook her head.

I sighed in relief if she did not know that they were here there would be no harm done. I told her that I needed some air and surprisingly she trusted me enough to let me go outside. i stood there and waited.

After about half an hour i realized that i had been conned. She had bailed and was not coming. Now it was once again up to Mozzies street contacts to find her. I kicked and trashcan to let out my frustration. And to make matters worse that is when Diana walked out side.

"Them not showing is frustrating I know." She said and I nodded.

We left the party and I got home, I walked over to the picture and picked it up. I wished to find out where she was.

Now I knew.