As Neal walked into the office for work he could tell something was off, Peter was nowhere in sight, and for Peter that was odd. He saw Diana and strolled over to her, "what's happening today?" he asked.

"You haven't heard." Neal was confused, normally he was the first person peter went to with a case. "Peter is talking to a kid, but she said she wouldn't come to the office, so they are at Peters place. I think peter will tell you the rest when you get there, even if I wanted to tell you though I couldn't I have no idea what this is about."

"The rest? Like what the case is actually about?"

"I'm not sure if it is a case." that doesn't make sense why would peter be talking to a kid unless it was about a case. And what could a kid be doing caught in the middle of white collar crime? Neals thoughts were interrupted as Jones walked up.

"You know, my buddy almost had a problem like this, he changed his address, phone and hair after he left college, y'know, just in case."

"What, you think Peter had some college sweet heart and she didn't tell him he had a kid till now? Thats harsh."

"No, Peter wouldn't do that, would he?" asked Diana

"What other explanation is there?"Asked Jones, Neal had a hard time believing that peter would do that, but he couldn't think of any other reason for what this little girl could be. He decided the easiest way to find out was to go to peters and he could explain it.

"I'm going to go give Peter a hand, see if it's a case or not."

"good luck Caffrey, call us if you need help calming El down, ok, we'll bring backup." it sounded like Jones was joking but Neal realized he was dead serious.

Neal arrived at Peters house, when he knocked on the door El answered looking... confused, no it was more like concern on her face. oh maybe Jones was right. "what's wrong El?" Neal asked.

"Um, I think you had better come and see for yourself."

"Look El whatever it is I'm sure it was a long time ago."

"What? What do you think is wrong?" there we go, now the look was confused.

"Oh nothing, just something Jones said."

"Uh huh, well come in." She said as her face turned to worry. Neal walked into the room to see Peter talking to the girl, who was sitting on the couch facing away from Neal. As he entered Peter looked up, he too had a face of concern, but it seemed not for him, but for the little girl sitting in front of him.

"Hey Peter, is this a new suspect?" Said Neal, surveying the scene. And then she turned around, She had Curly black hair with her riglets resting on her shoulders, she looked about 15 but she didn't look like Peter, no she looked more like himself. She had the same piercing blue eyes as his mother and in turn himself.

"Hi, I'm Alana, You must be Neal." she said to him.

"Yes, That right, but how do you know who I am?"

"Well to say that I think a little background information is in order, I'm 14 years old, until a week ago I lived with my mother but seven days ago she was murdered. Her name was Larissa Johnson," At that, Neal felt like a wave had crashed into him, he had to sit down, but the girl kept talking."I was born on the 23rd of May, 1996; my mother gave me my father's last name of-"

"Caffrey." Breathed Neal.