"IT CAN'T GET ANY BETTER"
1.
The Island of Cape Verde
Angela came in the front door, dropped her keys on the table, and carried the mail to the patio where Neal was taking his morning swim. She put the mail on a tray, then sat on the pool edge and hung her legs in the water. She watched and he swam underwater coming towards her. He surfaced and grabbed her legs, pulling himself up to kiss her.
"Mmmmm...Lovely chlorine..." she commented.
"See Mozzie yet?" Neal asked as he climbed out...
"Not yet...there's the mail..."
He flipped thru, and stopped at one envelope.
"Did you see this one?"
"Yep..." she shut her eyes.
It was from Peter Burke, FBI...official envelope. Neal sat next to her.
"Should I open it?"
"Neal...if I said no, you'd do it anyway...how bad could it be?"
She brushed some wet hair from his forehead,
"Maybe it's your back pay..." they both chuckled...
It had been 6 months since Neal, Angela and Mozzie arrived at Cape Verde. It was idyllic and peaceful...but Angela knew it was a little boring for Neal and Mozzie; truth be told, it was a little too quiet for her, too. But it was what they all needed at this point.
"Well, here goes..." he tore the envelope, pulled out the paper, and read. Angela had her eyes closed...when she didn't hear anything from Neal, she looked over at him. He was shaking his head...
"What is it?"
Smirking, he handed her the letter and then got up, grabbed a towel, and went inside.
The letter said, "FBI White Collar Unit would like to hire Neal Caffrey on a temporary basis to aid in a case which requires his level of expertise. If interested, please contact Agent Peter Burke, at..."
"Oh, you are friggin' kidding me!" She said to herself, and then went inside after Neal. He was taking a shower. She let him alone while he took his shower, then he came out with only a towel around his waist. She still got giddy when she looked at him...
"Some shit, huh?" he said, going into their bedroom. She followed.
"Neal, tell me something...honestly...aren't you a little curious?" She asked sitting on the bed.
He dropped the towel, stepped into a pair of light pants, then sat next to her.
"Yes, I am a little curious...it's different now that I am free, but do I really want to get back into that mind set?" she gazed into those clear blue eyes. Since they'd been on the island, he was so relaxed, healthy...his hair was longer, he shaved once in awhile...she loved seeing him this way.
"Only you can answer that..." she smiled..."whatever makes you happy..."
He pushed her back on the bed, and gently kissed her face over and over, as his hand slowly went under her light skirt, on her leg, going higher, and higher, until...
"HELLO!"
It was Mozzie.
"You did notice only YOU were extended the offer..." Mozzie said flippantly as he pushed the letter towards Neal. They were sitting at the table on the patio. Angela came out with a tray of drinks, and then sat with them.
"Mozzie, do you really want to get involved?" Neal asked.
"I tell you what..." Mozzie began "You let me know just what they need you for, and then we can decide whether I get involved, ok? I still don't trust the suit like you do..."
"Yes..." just then Neal and Angela looked at each other, both realizing Neal was going to go. Neither could figure which one was more surprised.
"I guess we just made a decision..." Neal said, reaching over and clasping her hand.
"We?" she laughed. "Caffrey, I knew the second you read that letter it was a no brainer..."
"Really?"
"Yeah...this lifestyle is wonderful for sorting things out, but once sorted...what's left? Boredom...am I right, gentlemen?"
She raised a brow as the two friends looked at each other, and then back at her, and both nodded.
"Alright, what's the plan?" she asked
"No plan, I just go and see what's up..."
Angela grinned,
"Want to hear my plan?"
"Didn't know you were going to have one..." Neal said.
"Well, I do...I will travel with you to New York, you talk with Peter Burke, find out what's going on, if you decide to take the job, I can go visit with my family on Rhode Island...Mozzie, if you decide to back up your friend, all well and good, but if not, please come with me to visit my family...trust me, you will have a lot in common."
Both men, she could tell, were mulling things over...
"Sounds like a plan, Mozzie...you in?"
"Mon frère... "Dove si va vado..." Where you go, I go...