"My mother gave me my fathers last name of-"

"Caffrey."

"Yes, I would have been fine on the street by myself, except that whoever killed my mother is now looking for me, so I went to the library and looked up anything under the name Caffrey. I found a man, or a criminal you could say, who had been caught and sent to prison but was now working for the FBI in new York, So I came from Seattle, and found the NY FBI office, and waited for a man by the name of Peter Burke, who it had said was the agent in Charge of you. I refused to go into the white collar building in case you were already inside, so I came back to peters house and here we are."

"Here we are." Neal whispered to himself."Why didn't I know?" Neal asked his... no it's too weird calling her his daughter. He just doesn't know her, how can he call her his own? she interrupted his thoughts with her explanation.

"My mother left as soon as she knew, no offence but she didn't want her daughter to grow up, well, a criminal. I guess that didn't change anything-"

"Wait, you-"

"Are an alleged criminal, but there is no proof. That's the reason my mother was murdered. I ran a con on a high end business man, his name is John Reveres and-"

"WHAT! You did a con on one of the most dangerous stock traders in Seattle! What on earth were you thinking?"

"It's in my blood, what could I do. It was so thrilling, but the main reason was because mom wanted me to go to a good school, but she didn't have the money, so I helped a little bit-"

"But why Reveres?"

"I just picked a random guy off the street, how was I supposed to know who he was?"

"You should have been more careful!" Neal was now yelling, he sat down and started sobbing, what was he going to tell Sara?

"Allie, do you want some Lunch or something?" El was always so lovely, he'd have to thank her, he'd get some flowers or something. Oh heck he was going to have to raise this young girl, He'd need Elizabeth's help, and even Sara if she stuck around. "Yes please Elizabeth thank you."

"Peter, you should probably call Diana and Jones, They still don't know what's happening. I said I would call, but..."

"Are you sure you want them to know?" Peter was so caring in his own way, but now that Neal thought about it, no he didn't want them to know, it's his business.

"Are we going to do this case or will another section do it?"

"Considering your part in this case to be safe I think it's best if we do it, but what do you want to do about Allie?"

"Oh um... I really don't know, I don't want her to go into foster care, but I wonder if she will want to stay with me, oh and Peter, when you call Diana just make it clear Allie isn't your daughter..."

"You thought she was mine!" he almost yelled but kept quiet enough so that Neither Allie or El heard.

"No, technically it came from Jones bu-"

"I don't care where it came from; you're going to have to explain this because as soon as they see her they'll know."

"I know, just give me time to gather my thoughts, can I go home, so I can," he paused contemplating "set up a room, or a bed, and get Moz out." He smiled as he mentioned mozzie.

"Ok and I'll talk to her about where she wants to stay, but if she doesn't choose you, you have to remember she doesn't know you. Oh and, which room are you going to give her, the Cupboard or the bathroom?" Peter chuckled.

"I'm still thinking about that... I'll call you, and I have to get onto Sara... I'll see you later.

"Sara, hi, um are you busy?"

"What, right now? Neal what brought this on?"

"It's kind of a long story, please come to my place, how about I make you lunch?" He knew he was starting to sound desperate but it was too important for her not to come, he had to tell her.

"Umm, yeah ok, but what's so important that you want me to come home? Are you sure your ok, is Mozzie alright?" She called it home, his apartment was home, and he was going to bring his daughter to his house and technically kick her out.

"Yeah mozzie is fine, I just have to tell you something."

"Ok, Hunnie, see you soon."

"Bye, Sara..." he said as she hung up.

There was an odd air as Sara entered the room, it felt cold and strained. Whatever Neal was going to tell her was important but difficult. What could he be wanting to tell her so badly? Did he want to get married? Crap, this can't happen; she's not ready to be married. What is she meant to say?

"Neal, Hunnie, are you ok."

"I-I'm ok, I have to tell you something... you might want to sit down." By that time she was quite worried, if he was proposing he wouldn't be so serious, and he'd say he needed to ask something... right.

"Sara, you know I had a long life before you... well, it's caught up with me." But that's not something you would say if you were proposing... "When I lived in Seattle, I had a girlfriend. Her name was Larissa, but that's not important." no, it sounds like he's dumping me, but why, because of this Larissa. Has she come back? "What's important is that one night she disappeared. I didn't know why, but I do now. She disappeared because she was pregnant, and she didn't want her child growing up... well, like me. But last week Larissa was Murdered, because her daughter ran a con on John Reveres an-"

"JOHN REVERES! Why did she choose john reveres?"

"Apparently she picked a random guy from the street. But he is now getting revenge, he's after her. So she went to peter, to get to me and now she is deciding where she is going to stay. Sara, I told you this because I don't want to lose you over something stupid I did 14 years ago. And... I need your help." He said this more like a plea, what could she do.

"Neal, something you did years ago isn't going to make me leave, I love you, and a daughter is just what you need to get you on track. Now is she staying here?"

"Uh maybe, I'm not sure. I hope so."

"Ok, where are you going to put her? What you could do is that spare wardrobe, you could put a bed in there and some shelves and she could have that as her room. It's actually quite lovely."

"Sara, will you come back to peters with me, after I set it up? Come and meet her?"

"After we set it up, sure. I will go out and get some doona covers and pillows, you set up a bed. And call Mozzie; better tell him he can't pop around, even if you do know it's him every time."

"Ok, I'll see you soon" he said as he pulled her into an embrace, "I love you."