Ok thanks so much guys for reviewing it means a lot since this is my first story! Thanks filmgrl13 and stargatesg1973 for the tips. And now here it is chapter 2! ENJOY!

At FBI Headquarters, White Collar Crime Unit

Outside Peter Burke's Office

"What do you think they're talking about?" Peter asked sipping his coffee that Jones just handed to him and Diana. "I don't know boss, who is that girl." Jones asked. Diana and Peter stared at Jones shocked. "What?" Jones asked them. "That's Neal's daughter, Layla Caffrey." Diana said taking a sip of her coffee too. "Wow…" Jones said staring at the girl through the window. "Now that you mention it she does look like Caffrey." Jones added. "I know!" Diana exclaimed. "I know she looks like him but that doesn't mean she is his daughter." Jones added in. "Yeah, do you trust her Peter?" Diana asked. "I don't know. Let's keep and eye on her." Peter said starting to walk up to his office. "Oh," Peter added while turning around, "and if she is telling the truth and she is Neal's daughter still keep an eye on her because she is Neal's daughter." Diana and Jones nodded their understanding while Peter continued walking toward his office.

Inside Peter Burke's Office (Before Peter Arrives)

"So where do you go to school" Neal asked Layla from his spot on the corner of Peter's desk. "I go to a boarding school in Georgia, its called Brighten Dale." Layla answered. "Oh what are your favorite classes that you're taking?" Neal asked genuinely interested in his daughter's life. "Well I'm taking criminology, crime scene analysis, theory of the criminally insane, and art history. My favorite is criminology though." Layla answered feeling more comfortable with talking to her dad. Neal chuckled lightly at that and put on his famous conman smirk. "You know," he said, "I'm interested in all of those too." Layla laughed and mimicked her father's smirk. "I bet you are."

Inside Peter Burke's Office (Peter Arriving)

"So I really would like to get to know you Layla, you should call your grandparents and let them know you are safe and ask them if you can stay for the weekend." Neal said. "Yeah I would really like that." Layla said as she smiled and her eyes shined. Just then Peter walked in. "Neal we have a case can I talk to you privately." Peter asked turning to Layla. "Yeah sure, I'll go call my grandparents is there a phone I can use my cell is dead." Layla asked getting up from her spot on the couch. "Yeah, go to Jones's desk," Peter said pointing out Jones," he will let you use his phone." "Ok thank you." Layla said as she walked out of Peter's office.

In the Board Room

"So the case we are dealing with are burglaries." Peter said to the entire board room. "So how is the FBI involved with plain old burglaries, isn't that the NYPD's job?" Neal asked confused. "Well not when the burglars are stealing marked bills and buying priceless art work then reselling them." Peter explained." "Oh, now that sounds more like FBI work now." Neal stated.

At Jones's Desk (a couple minutes before the case meeting)

Layla walked down the stairs to the main floor of the FBI Headquarters. Layla walked over to the desk that Peter pointed out. "Are you Jones?" Layla asked the African American man. He turned around and said" Yes. Hey, your Neal Caffrey's daughter right?" Jones asked fully turned around now. "Yeah, um I need to call my grandparents and tell them that I'm safe. And my cell is dead so can I use your phone?" Layla asked a little uncomfortable. She wasn't good with talking to people she didn't know. "Yeah sure." Jones said smiling at her and grabbing the phone. "Jones, Diana, Harding, Larson, and Gray in the board room now," Peter spoke from the top of the stairs, "we have a new case." Jones handed the phone to Layla and left in the direction of the board room. Layla typed in the number of her grandparent's home number. "Hello?" Her grandmother answered in a scared voice. "Why does she sound scared?" Layla thought. "Oh caller ID it must say FBI! DUH!" "Hi grandma it's me Layla." "Layla why are you calling from the FBI?" "Because I'm in New York with my dad and he is a consultant for the FBI and I was calling you tell you that I'm alright and was wondering if I could stay here for the weekend." Layla asked worried what her grandma would say. "Ok, I think that's a good idea you should get to know your father. But call us later. We love you sweetie!" "Ok, thanks love you too grandma. Tell grandpa I love him too, ok." Layla said. "Ok love you." "Bye." Layla said as she hung up and walked toward the board room.

Ok that's chapter 2! Sorry it's a little short I'm just kinda trying to get the story going! REVIEW PLEASE!

-bexy8