In response to Karly/Knight's reviews - what is the point of anybody writing fanfiction? Really. And if my writing seems lazy - it's because it is lazy. This is what I do in my down-time. This is where I let my mind wander. And - honestly - if you don't like it, just don't read it.
"Did you just give him a key to your house?" Jones gaped – gesturing in disbelief to Peter's office – where Neal was playing his umpteenth game of solitaire on Peter's computer.
Peter shrugged. "El and I are going to her sister's wedding in Utah. We had to have someone look after the dog."
"You trust him in your house?" Lauren asked incredulously. She crossed her arms across her chest. "I check to make sure I still have my wallet every time he walks by."
Peter snorted. "If Caffrey wanted to steal something from my house – he would've done it by now." He shot a glance towards his office – seemingly genuinely amused. "And he wouldn't need the house key to do it."
I found this when I was cleaning off my hard-drive. I thought it was sorta cute. Please review. ^^