I'm sick and tired of playing your games. (First Drop, Rise Against)

Neal hated it. The constant scrutiny he could ignore or brush off. No, what really bothered him were the agents that viewed him as little more than a plaything. For all intents and purposes, he was the FBI's pet. When they told him to jump, he jumped. When they said sit, he sat. They always knew where he was, and if they asked, he would tell them what he was doing.

To them, it was a game. He was a source of entertainment, not a person.

He hated it, but he didn't let it show.

They weren't going to win.

My first drabble. :D (Not counting the lyrics). This would be set in the very first part of the first season, or on a bad night in the beginning of the second.