A/N- I just have to say- WOW! Can we believe that this is already my 72 story? Because I can't. I know that when I started this profile, it was for a single story, because I was bored and because my WONDERFUL friends all said I was a really good writer, and that people like you, who are reading this, should be able to read what they were reading in my Portuguese notebook. (shhh, don't tell anyone that. I was actually doing work, I don't know what you're talking about :] Anywayy. . . ). I don't know what they were thinking at that point in time, but whatever it was, I just want to give a shout-out to them. A thank-you, because as much as I say my writing sucks, and an much as I personally hate it, I love doing it.

So to the President, to my BBF, to my several BFFs, and to my BFFL, thank-you, and I don't know what I would do without you to encourage me, to pep-talk me, and to give me the best inspiration ever. THANK-YOU.

And also a thank-you to all of my readers. I love you all, and I don't know what I would do without your reviews and comments.

In honor of this special occasion, I thought "What's better than a birthday party!" So here we go people!

"Hi, June." Neal greeted his landlady, somewhat suspiciously as he entered the front room of her house. He couldn't help but think that it was odd that she was waiting at the door for him. Normally if she had something important to say, she would meet him for coffee on the balcony in the morning, or for wine at his table when he got home from the office. Never was she waiting for him when he came home for lunch.

"Hello, Neal. How has your day been?" She asked, smiling. Neal grinned back, but his mind was spinning.

Come to think of it, everyone had been acting strange today. Peter had been pre-ocupied but relaxed relaxed, and wasn't even bothered by the fact that they didn't have a case, he was happy to do mindless paper work. Mozzie had plans to go shopping on Fifth. June was going with him. And Jones and Diana had taken the day off. Everyone was acting strangely.

"Fine. A little off, but good." Neal smiled and walked farther into the room. He turned back to face June.

"How abo-" He started but was cut off.

"Surprise!" His friends screamed, jumping out from behind June's furniture.

"Wow. Thank-you guys." Neal said, trying to keep the shock out of his voice. Having everyone in the same room together isn't always such a good idea. Even Alex and Sarah were there. Peter stepped forward.

"Happy birthday Neal. We know that it's been hard for you since Kate died, but we wanted you to know that we all may not like each other, we do care about you." Everyone nodded along with Peter's words. Neal found himself at a loss for words.

"Thank you. I know that I haven't exactly been the most reliable person, but that you all care enough to be here for my birthday means a lot to me." He said.

"Oh, none of that gushy stuff now. Let's have cake." June said, walking away and coming back a moment later with a large candled cake. Mozzie poured for everyone, and once everyone had a glass in their hand, Alex raised hers. Shooting a glance at Sarah she toasted,

"To friends and to love."

"To friends and to love." The room repeated.