Pairing: Peter/El/Neal
Warnings: flashfic, slash, threesome
Betareader: desirer91 (she's an angel)
Dedicate: my White Collar's friends on Twitter (I think I'll dedicate all my translations to them. They're really a wonderful crew of splendid and awesome girls. I'm only sad we live literally everywhere in the world :( )
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing. All is Jeff Eastin's and USA Network's property.
Note: Thanks to Frank Sinatra for the title XD
"Saturday, 7pm, at June's there will be a party in honor of Neal's release."
All the addressees received Elizabeth's message and accepted her kind invitation.
The hostess welcomed her guests in the dining room, now filled with a heterogeneous group of both lawmen and conmen; Hughes, Jones, Diana and Sara were on one side, Mozzie and Alex on the other.
At the center of the room, June and Elizabeth were waiting, along with the other guests, Peter's and Neal's return from the younger man's room.
"Let's go". These ranted words were suddenly heard.
"VIPs always keep people waiting", answered Neal.
El laughed; "They're coming", she said while the unusual crew got close to the stairs to greet the recently freed man.
"Here I am!" exclaimed the former felon.
Peter stopped him from behind halfway the stairs.
Under the shocked glance of almost all their friends, he put a hand on Neal's arm and turned him towards himself, came up to him and then put him with his back against the wall and kissed him.
After a quick moment of amazement, Neal kissed him back, hugging him with passion.
"Did you really kiss me in front of them?" asked Neal, surprised but with a big smile on his face.
"I did. I want everyone to know that I'm gonna keep owning you even if you don't have the anklet anymore", replied an also smiling Peter.
"Hey little princes, people here would like this party to start. And I don't want the food to get spoiled", Elizabeth interrupted them.
"Sorry, hun", said Peter going downstairs while guiding Neal to him with his right hand on his back.
"Here we are", he added once at the bottom of the stairs, hugging her with his free arm.
The first person they stopped in front of was Hughes; Neal took his consultant's badge and handed it to him.
"I think I should return this, under the present circumstances", he said without losing his charming and wide happy smile.
"Why, Caffrey? I'm sure I didn't see anything you couldn't keep your job with us for", answered the older man. He then looked at Diana and Jones, "What about the two of you?"
"What should we have seen, boss?" asked the woman, smiling.
"I'm sure I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary", replied the other Agent.
Neal looked at them, one by one, touched while hugging a grateful and smiling Peter even more strongly.
"We don't want to spoil Elizabeth's magnificent work, do we?" asked the eldest man.
"No, we don't. Let's go.", agreed Peter, heading to the adjacent room with the most important people in his life.
In the meantime, June and Moz had already begun pouring the champagne.