A/N: Despite my best efforts, these seem to be getting longer...
Word Count: 164
Disclaimer: Don't own White Collar
**Moonlit Azure**
She carried the music box up the stairs carefully, though it felt weightless for a treasure worth so much. Yet at the same time, far more burdensome than its beautifully crafted exterior would have it appear. She still didn't know why she was bringing it back when she had gotten away clean, easily almost, leaving no trail behind. She could tell herself that it was safer this way, that the box wasn't worth all the trouble.
But she'd be lying to herself.
She knew that she had made the right choice when the door swung open and the other woman stepped aside, and she was finally able to see those bright blue eyes glinting in the moonlight looking surprised, relieved, hopeful. But the hope shining in his eyes was not for her, the smile touching his lips was not for her. And she made the necessary polite conversation with him before fleeing calmly back down the stairs.