Hi guys :) So yeah It's a glee/white collar xover. It's a lot of Seblaine (or Blastian...I like the couple name better, it sound's cooler) YAY ANDERSON BROTHERS.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee nor do I own White Collar.

"Shit" Sebastian Smythe cursed out loud. He loved living in New York; there was just one bad thing about being rich and living alone in New York… Your house is always target for theft. Damn… That violin was made in the early 1700's and it was a Guarneri too.

Sebastian looked over to the coffee table, "Fuck they took my wallet too."

Luckily the Smythe family had connections. Sebastian grabbed the phone and started to dial.

"Hello, this is Sara Ellis from Sterling-Bosch speaking."

"Sebastian Smythe. "

"Smythe? Ah you must be Benjamin's son. And how can I help you today Mr. Smythe?"

"I'm not quite sure how your company works, insurance though right? Yeah, an authentic vase was stolen from my loft. Yeah my violin got stolen; It's worth a lot so aren't you suppose to retrieve it or something like that."

"Alright, I'll pass by and see what's wrong"
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Sebastian heard a voice from the speaker, "Hello? It's Sara Ellis" Sebastian let her through, "Yeah go ahead come in."

Sebastian stared at her from head to toe, and likewise she stared at him. Mid 30's woman pretty he thought, (if he were into girls) yeah sure she had class. So he thinks she's not an idiot and worth his time.

"You're older than I expected, how old are you? Good looking too…" Sara said eyeing him.

"19. Thanks, but no thanks, sorry not my type. I don't play for your team." Sebastian said in a mocking tone

"I wasn't hitting on you… I was just stating the fact you were good looking I was expecting an annoying little brat" She snarled

"I know I am." Sebastian replied smugly.

"I guessed I was right, about you being a brat… So what's the damage?"

"Yeah so my violin was in my room, my loft is usually locked" he said pointing on the table "honestly I don't really care about the vase."

"Then why am I here?"

"Because I want to know the asshole that had enough balls to break into my loft, and I mean I guess I care about the violin, and it's important, but he took something more important."

Sara looked over to the table "I think I know who it was, and what was it he took that was more important than a million dollar violin?"

"My wallet. So what's the asshole's name?"

"Of course, you're wallet" she replied sarcastically "his name, Neal Caffrey."

"Neal."

"Sara, to what do I owe this visit?" Cooper flashed a smile her way.

"The violin Neal, return it. And whatever else you took from poor boy" Sara demanded.

"I don't know what you're talking about Sara" Cooper replied mischievously.

"Neal, you don't need the vase and you're being monitored. You're commutation is coming up, don't want to go back to prison now do you?"

Sebastian stirred in his bed when he heard footsteps and murmured voices.

"Neal I can't believe we're breaking in…" Sara whispered.

"You're the one who wanted to return the violin, so here we are returning the violin."

Sebastian turned on the lights "What the fuck?" he yelled.

"Sebastian… we're here to return your violin…" Sara said somewhat sheepishly.

"Yeah, I can see that…"

"Alright, now that we've established that and we've returned your violin…" Cooper said grabbing Sara's arm, "Let's go"

"So you're Neal Caffrey huh? If I knew you were this hot I'd let you break in anytime." Sebastian winked, insinuating something dirty, "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"Excuse me? Sorry I'm not gay" Cooper said wondering both about being hit on and what he was forgetting.

"My wallet." Sebastian answered curtly.

"Oh yeah, here." Cooper grabbed the wallet from his pockets and tossed it over to Sebastian.

Sebastian looked through his wallet "Not everything is in here."

"Don't worry kid, all the money is in there, you can even count."

"No, I don't care about the money."

Cooper started to walk away " Don't care about the money? I don't know what you want then… I mean really kid, you carry $300 in your wallet?" he stopped hearing Sebastian's demands.

"I want the picture of my boyfriend back."

"Your boyfriend? I doubt-" Cooper wanted to say 'I doubt my baby brother would date someone like you,' but he knew he couldn't. He pulled out the picture he has of his baby brother and this Sebastian kid holding it between his fingers.

"Doubt what?" Sebastian smirked grabbing the picture from Cooper's hands.

"That someone like you would have a boyfriend, you don't seem like the type." Good save Coop he thought to himself. "Are you really his boyfriend?"

"Aww you jealous Caffrey, are you sure you're not gay? We can get together anytime you want. Just kidding. No sadly he isn't, he will though once he realizes how much better I am than his prudish boyfriend. Oh and the other picture please."

Cooper couldn't let go of the other picture. It was the only picture he had of Blaine. His beloved little brother he hasn't seen in years. He just couldn't.

Sebastian raised his eyebrow at Cooper seeing his sad expression, and something clicked in his brain. Same hair, same swagger, same facial structure, they even kinda dressed the same.

"It's late and I just really want to sleep, so whatever I'll be nice keep it. I have the one with me and Blaine together anyway. "

"What is going on right now?" Sara finally spoke up "Am I missing something?"

"Don't worry about it. The kid's right, it's late, Sara let's go." Cooper sighed.

"Oh and Neal," Sebastian looked back as he headed towards his room, "I now know why Blainey is so sexy."

AN: Hope you guys like it...Still new at fanfic writing, constructive criticism and comments are welcomed and appreciated.