Title: My Treasure
Summary: After 6 months of not seeing each other, Neal catches a glimpse of Sara through the NYC crowd...
Type: Multi-chapter
Disclaimer: All White Collar characters belong to USA Network.
Author's Note:
This is my first attempt at writing any fan fiction. I really hope you all like it. A huge thanks to Eldorah for showing me how to lay out dialogue and a bigger thanks to my wonderful beta mam711 for taking the time to help me improve my story.
This takes place about 6 months after 'On the Fence' but ignores all events in 'Countdown' (except the con to recover the painting, Neal parachuting off a building was awesome).
"Are you ready?" asked Mozzie with a slightly-worried look. "Tomorrow's the day. You can't back off now."
"I know, Mozz. I'm ready," answered Neal unconvincingly.
Mozz started going over their plan again as they walked down the street. Neal wasn't really listening, given that he had heard the plan several times already. Instead, he was thinking about all the things that he would be giving up: Peter and the team, his apartment and June, and New York... Neal loved the city and he just knew that he could never come back.
He was lost in his thoughts when he saw her, just two blocks ahead of him and Mozz. Sara... Even though he could only see her face, she looked as beautiful as always. As they got closer, neither of them could believe their eyes.
"Is that Sara?" Mozzie heard himself say without thinking.
"It can't be," said Neal, "this just can't be happening."
Neal rushed through the crowd to get to her, but he was too late. Before he could reach her, she flagged down a cab and took off.
Mozz quickly caught up with Neal. "It probably wasn't her, just someone who looks like her, I mean, there's ..." Mozz kept talking, trying to reassure Neal, but they both knew what they had seen.
"I have to see her. I have to know if it's true." He walked to the curb and proceeded to flag a cab for himself.
"Where are you going?" Mozz suspected he knew the answer.
"Her house. I need to see her," Neal frenetically waved his arm up and down.
"Are you crazy? Her house is out of your radius; it'll trigger the anklet. What if she's not even home?"
"It doesn't matter. I'll wait on her steps all day if I have to." Neal got in the cab.
"Wait, what about tomorrow?" Mozzie said, realizing they may have to hold off on their great escape once more.
"I'll call you," Neal said as he closed the door of the cab. This can't be! Neal thought to himself as he mindlessly gave Sara's address to the cab driver.
A/N: It's a short first chapter, but I promise, it gets better. I'll upload next chapter tomorrow.