Let me start off with a quote by my favorite male actor.

"If one day the speed kills me, do not cry because I was smiling."

~Paul Walker

Heaven has gained an angel.

We mourn. We move on. But most importantly we remember.

RIP Paul Walker

Alright I have wiped the tears and now is time to move on to a brighter note, here is the next chapter to my White Collar fanfic so sorry for this long wait but my life has taken an interesting turn and I got a new and very demanding job so my time is very limited.

Oh and I almost forgot a quick Greek lesson

Kalí̱ sas órexi- means Bon appetit.

Sas ef̱charistó̱. Means thank you

Synepároun me Neal- means enrapture me Neal

ópo̱s eseís epithymeíte- means as you with.

Alright that is a wrap for the introductions now I hope you like it so please remember to R and R!

After an eventfully late lunch, Stella dropped Elizabeth off back at the house and headed back to her own humble abode just in time to avoid the major storm rolling into the city and not to mention all the very aggravating traffic that comes with rush hour.

Thinking it would be the perfect time to get in a good work out Stella changed into a more appropriate outfit for working out and grabbed a water bottle before making her way down to the clubhouse gym where she was almost sure would become her usual place to workout.

Upon entering the busy fitness center she bee lined straight for the work out mats and sat down to put together a heart pumping playlist and to get in some time to stretch. As she was stretching out her legs she noticed that a strangely familiar man watching her quite intently from the water area, she paid no mind to him at first, after all she was used to all the attention her work out clothes drew in.

When she was finished the man was still watching her, only now with a stare filled with lust and desperation, which shook her to her core, so instead of the track for this time she opted for something a little less secluded.

Her workout began with a quick warm up on the elliptical listening to some of her favorite songs, completely forgetting about the man who was still watching her so diligently. Throughout her workout she switched from many different machines and the eyes of her follower trailed her every move, especially when she was padding herself down with a towel and refreshed herself with a big gulp of icy water.

While Stella's intense workout took place, Neal was on the other side of town at the office solving smaller cases and kicking ass from his small cubicle and every once in a while veering over at the clock making sure that he had enough time to get home and start cooking. As he wrote down the last few of his notes in the case file he put it back into the box and went to file it back on the shelves.

Then Peter noticed the way Neal was not rushing per say but he wasn't taking his sweet time like he always did.

He could definitely notice that there was something on his mind other than finishing his work and simply getting home to his apartment, he knew most of the why but he was still curious about the who and the what the hell was going on with Neal. There was definitely a difference in his behavior even if it was subtle, the way that he would smile every time he would get a text message from this certain person; and not to mention he had been asking to get off early all day dropping hints that he had important plans tonight.

Peter couldn't resist going down to Neal's desk and seeing how his reaction would be if he let him go early for the night.

"Hey Neal." Neal looked up from his laptop and stopped typing.

"Just wanted to see if you were done writing in those notes in Movado case?" Neal nodded.

"Typed and filed away on the shelf."

"Why are you so eager to leave early today?" Neal pursed his lips and thought for a second if he should reveal the big mystery to Peter yet.

"I have a date tonight." Peter chuckled.

"The new girl is into early dinners I take it?"

"I invited her over to my place for dinner tonight and I would rather not be in a rush when cooking."

"Good enough reason I guess- alright grab your stuff and go." He gave a dramatic pause to play with Neal a little bit, but with the reward Neal gave him a happy smile.

"Thanks Peter I owe you one." Neal grabbed his blue fedora and got ready to leave.

"So when am I going to get a name out of you?" Neal smiled.

"I don't want to jinx anything by getting my hopes up." Peter gave a half serious smile at the fact that his best friend wouldn't tell him who this mystery girl was.

"Tell you what- if this next date goes well I promise I will tell you her name."

"I'm holding you to that Neal Caffrey."

"Scouts honor." Neal held up his right hand.

"You were a boy scout?"

"For a month- but as much as I would love to stay and talk about my Boy Scout days; I've got dinner to make, Night guys." He waved off to Peter and the rest of the office.

"See yah later Neal." Peter said as he turned around to go back to his office.

Back at the clubhouse gym Stella was done cooling down and then made her way back to the lobby elevators and waited as one came down to pick her up, and once again that eerie feeling crept up and sent shivers down her spine. She walked in and turned to push the penthouse button and saw that the creepy man was briskly making his way towards the elevator that she was currently in, as the doors began to close the man called out for her to hold the door, lucky for her that by the time she was able to react the doors were shut.

She hobble all the way to her door and into her bedroom where she peeled off the sweaty VSX (Victoria's Secret Sport) clothing, the shower rained down on her body giving her relief of her aching body, her tired eyes closed and her mind reminiscing on what had happened that morning in her shower. The daydream soon escalated into a self-pleasuring session, which made her intended five minute shower a half happy hour pleasuring herself to the thought of Neal Caffrey doing the exact same favor for her.

After her "me" time she quickly dolled herself up and changing into a lovely white flowing dress that had a beautiful high low hem that emphasized all of her assets, paired with sexy black and copper lined strappy chunky heels; plus a silky black scarf to add a touch of sex appeal. She looked at herself in the mirror and was happy with the outfit she put together so she sat down on the couch to relax for a bit before her date with Neal.

"Ah." She said to herself as she crashed onto her very comfortable couch, before shutting her eyes for a quick nap she set a quick alarm so she wouldn't oversleep and miss her date with Neal. Darkness flooded her mind as a different atmosphere settle in with a dream, a beautiful dream of two people lying on blanket at the beach gazing at the sunset and letting time pass by without a care.

In the dream Stella stared intently at the sky as if waiting for something to happen, until the man lying next to her said her name and pulled her from her thoughts and she turned to look at him.

She looked into his light brown eyes and saw the sorrow in his expression, those light brown eyes that she missed so much, and soon felt the security she once felt with him was gone; the comfort she felt had faded along with his memory.

For once she didn't long for Cody in the way she did before, she continued to stare and smile but with one blink of an eye he was gone and someone different replaced his spot. Bright blue eyes filled with joy appeared and it was like a new found feeling of comfort and happiness reigned over her whole self.

Neal flashed his charming smile and she was able to let go, maybe just maybe this was going to be the start of something new and good for her.

Her phone went off with the sound of the Blackhawks winning buzzer, which woke her up but at the same time startled the hell out of her with the volume and intensity of the sound.

She sent Neal a quick text saying that she was about to leave; and with a finishing touch of the black fedora that Neal had left behind she grabbed her monstrosity of a Michael Khors bag where she stuffed a pair of yoga pants flip flops and a white tank top, plus some toiletries and then she was finally off.

Remembering that she was being boarder line stalked earlier that day she called ahead for her BMW X6 to be brought around front, to avoid walking down to the parking garage by herself with some weirdo wandering through her building.

Nick brought out her beautiful BMW and she hopped right in plugging in the address that Neal had sent to her, and in about a half hour with the storm left over five o'clock rush hour. She walked out of her car armed against the storm with a huge umbrella as she walked up the wet stone steps, she pressed the button for the doorbell and waited anxiously for Neal to answer.

Through the glass she could see a man walk down the stairs with a fast pace and opened the door with a rushed smile.

"Hey Stella." Neal beamed down at her, reaching to take the umbrella for her.

"Hello Neal." She smiled back and let him take the umbrella and placed it in the living room closet, he did a double take and realized that she had his hat on.

"Nice hat." He commented.

"I know right?" She joked, and flipped it around in her hand and propped it on his head.

"I knew I was forgetting something when I left your place."

"After a night with me, it's to be expected." Neal glared a playful glare and she giggled.

"I'm only kidding- I'm not nearly as shallow as seem." He wrapped his arms around her as soon as he was done hanging up his hat and putting her umbrella away in his closet.

"Oh really- and just how shallow are you?" He smirked down at her.

"Let's just say that you're lucky you have gorgeous blue eyes…. I have a thing for brown hair, blue eyed men." Neal chuckled.

"Well I definitely feel lucky." He leaned down and gave her a breathtaking kiss, even breathtaking enough to calm down her sarcastic feistiness for the moment.

"Me too." She smiled at him as took her hand and led her upstairs to his house apartment.

"So here it is." She looked at it in awe, as it was so …. Him.

"Neal this place is amazing, the view it's breathtaking." She exclaimed.

"Well I'm glad you like it here, I hope you like Greek food." He was in the middle of setting the table as he spoke.

"I do actually – I remember doing a photo shoot in Greece a couple of years ago I completely fell in love with the food and the culture." After setting the table he poured two glasses of Athiri and handed it over to her.

"Where about Greece did you travel to?" She sipped her wine.

"Santorini, Mykonos and I think it was Syros yeah it was Syros, it was absolutely picturesque I mean the water was a beautiful deep blue, and the houses on Syros next to that horizon it was absolutely incredible!" She exclaimed.

He smiled at her excitement, loving the fact that she was also the type to love seeing the world and all that it had to offer.

"How long were you there?" She thought for a moment.

"Not long enough, well I mean I think it was about a month." She chuckled and felt like a bit of a dork for being so enthusiastic.

"Hey it's nice to see a girl with culture and desire to see the world." She smiled at him and took another sip of her wine.

"Yeah modeling was definitely the best way for me to get what I wanted, travel; see the world and get to know the culture too."

"How long have you been a model again?" She sighed.

"Hmmm I believe it's been almost four or five years, my look was always more appreciated more internationally rather than nationally- critics said I had a bit too much curve than they're look needed." He scoffed.

"Seriously?" She nodded.

"It's the harsh world of modeling, either you have the right look or you don't, luckily for me they didn't keep me chained to the U.S otherwise I wouldn't have had the opportunity to see the world as much as I did." He smiled and poured himself another glass of wine.

"Sunny disposition, I like it." She laughed.

"Well at some point in time you have to let go of all of life's unfortunate mishaps and have to say cheers to a brighter future." Neal got up to take the food out of the oven.

Meanwhile Stella was watching him intently thinking to herself that with his knowledge in international cuisine his number on the hotness scale just ran up about a hundred points.

He plated the food and placed them in each of they're spots.

"Kalí̱ sas órexi̱." She chuckled.

"Sas ef̱charistó̱." She sliced into the Grecian lemon chicken and was completely impressed with the FBI agent's cooking skills, and especially when she bit into the Greek potatoes which were cooked to perfection.

"I have to hand it to you Neal, you are an amazing chef."

"Thank you, going out to dinner is nice every now and then but I love staying in and enjoying a home cooked meal."

"Gourmet home cooked meal you mean I swear if feels like I'm at the Parthenon." She forgot she wasn't in Chicago anymore.

"Sorry it's a restaurant in Greek town back in Chicago, El and I used to go all the time back in the day."

After dinner they decided to wait a while before moving onto dessert, and seeing as how the weather seemed to calm downs they walked over to the rooftop terrace where Neal flipped on the twinkling led lights and put on a surprising song, All Yours by Metric.

The slow version of Stella's favorite song from the vampire trilogy that she and El watched together when the fad was completely crazed. She would often fantasied about dancing with a lover to this song, but nothing could have prepared her for this perfect moment in time.

Neal walked over to her and held out his hand to her.

"May I have this dance?" He asked in his gentleman voice,

"Yes." The one word she was able to force herself to say, even though she really wanted to ask how he knew about this song but she fought the nerve to ask so she wouldn't break the beautiful mood.

He pulled her in close and just held her in his arms as they danced, taking in her beautiful scent he took a second to appreciate the scent of apple blossom and ylang ylang, the smell of what he assumed was her body lotion. The scent imprinted his mind as her scent, he had faintly smelled a hint of vanilla when he first met her, he was always a man who appreciated the sweet scent of a woman; there was always something about beautiful scents that turned him on.

It was sort of the animalistic side that Neal had to him, something that Stella would soon come to appreciate.

When her neck was sore from leaning on his shoulder she finally built up the courage to look up into those beautiful blue eyes and just smile.

"How is it that you know anything about a song from the Twilight Saga?" She asked with much curiosity.

"The year the third movie came out I promised June's grand-daughter that I would take her to see it the day it came out in theatre, and I guess that the song kind of just stuck with me so I looked up the slower version of it and took a better liking to the song." She smiled at the thoughtfulness that Neal had for children.

Something she once thought admirable in a man to be have the ability to have a fondness for children, but at the same time it was bittersweet for her.

"That's really sweet of you." He gave a flash of those pearly whites and made her heart skip a beat.

"And speaking of the infamous June, where is she this evening?"

"Away for the week – her daughter is supposed to have her second baby this weekend so she's off with the family in the Hamptons." Stella sighed.

"Aw, sound like a pretty eventful weekend." He nodded.

"Must be, so I gather you can't wait for you to be an aunt…am I right?" Stella's mood turned to excitement as she nodded happily.

"Right on the money, I was always pestering El about giving me a niece or nephew but she always told me that when the time was right it would happen, and it finally did, I'm really excited to be getting a nephew within the next two months."

"So is it going to be Peter Jr.?" Neal asked just as another song came on to continue dancing and talking the night away.

"They haven't really thought that far ahead, I guess they want to meet they're son before choosing the name, going with what feels right I guess." Neal thought to himself what it would be like to be planning for a baby, although most didn't really see him as the fatherly type; he once had a dream of his children playing in central park with his wife by his side on the bench watching happily, only at that time he was still in love with Kate so that future was still within his grasp.

But now he wondered what it would be like to truly settle down, he had made the drastic change to leave the life of a conman and traded it in for something he had found a passion for, maybe he really was ready to find that special woman to share his life with.

Looking down at the woman he was holding he knew that his search just might be over, but that didn't change the fact that he was scared of the feeling of really letting go of the past and giving himself to a woman entirely; not scared enough to run but yes still a little scared.

Stella on the other hand might have been a bit more scared than Neal was.

Neither one knew how long they spent just holing one another but they didn't care, then one of them broke the stillness with the next move, he broke the stillness by looking down and raising her chin up so that she would look at him.

"In the midst of everything- I forgot to tell you something important." He whispered.

"What?" She breathed out.

A moment like this a girl would be expecting for a man to say "I love you", but seeing as it was only the second date and the two of them already knew the path to that phrase wasn't so far, he opted for something equally heart-melting.

"You're beautiful." He said in his musical voice.

She giggled and quickly hid her blush into his shoulder and looked back up once the pink faded a bit, he slowly moved a piece of hair from her face and slowly leaned into her face.

Meeting him the rest of the way they're lips met for an electrifying kiss, one that was to be the beginning of a beautiful passionate…well you get the picture, that it until…

"Neal why do you insist on locking the do when you know….." Mozzie started out saying but when he got a full view of the very passionate kiss between Neal and his mystery woman he stop dead in his sentence. *

The couple pulled away in shock, snapping they're heads towards where Mozzie was standing.

"Knocking clearly is a foreign concept to you isn't it Mozzie?" The little man standing on the terrace doorway raised an eyebrow to the woman standing next to Neal.

"You seem to have me at somewhat of a disadvantage, you clearly know who the hell are you?!" He started out cool, calm and collected; but ended up raising his voice as he didn't like it when anyone else had the upper hand.

"Easy Moz, I'd like you to meet Elizabeth's younger sister Stella." Stella smiled at the little man and held out her hand to shake his.

"Ah- I forgot lady suit had a sister." Stella chuckled.

"Yep- that's me, nice to meet you Mozzie- I've heard great things about you." Mozzie smiled at the woman standing before him and shook her hand; they all sat down at the table to get some much needed drinks.

"Now I see, there is a faint resemblance."

"Sister-cousin not sister- sister." Mozzie chocked on his wine.

"Excuse me?" Stella began to laugh.

"Oh- no –no, I didn't mean like sister and cousin by… Well you know but sister and cousin by death." Mozzie gave a relieved sigh.

"Sorry for the assumption, so I gather it has been a busy couple of days for the both of you?" Mozzie asked.
Stella and Neal blushed furiously at the comment.

"Well moving to a new state keeps you on your toes." She redirected.

For the remainder of the night was filled with witty and sarcastic talk between the spirited three, and not to mention three bottles of wine as well which made things even more interesting.

Mozzie saw the way that sparks flew between Neal and Stella, both of them all smiles and chuckles, and he was happy for him; already he got a really good vibe from her and after all that had happened between Neal and his past relationships.

He was hopeful for Neal but not only for him but for her as well, unlike Sarah and some of the other women in his best friend's life he had a really good feeling about this one as well even if she had something to hide.

Conversations turned to a game of 100 questions to skip the awkwardness of saying random facts about one another, and not to mention the wine helped them loosen up a bit.

Neal and Mozzie learned that not only was Stella Italian and French from her mother's side (Elizabeth's late Aunt Marie); and also Spanish from her father's side (Elizabeth's late Uncle Alejandro).

Along with nationality they also learned that she graduated with a major in business and marketing, fashion merchandising then minors in art history and event planning.

From the outside looking in this girl was a quadruple threat to Neal seeing as how she was beautiful, independent, smart and had a feisty personality that could stand up to Mozzie. He loved that she was well spoken, but also had an edge to her; there was something about her that kept him guessing, some unsolved mystery that he was looking forward to solving.

But from Stella's corner, she was being trapped with memories of a dark past and dangerous secrets that were just dying to make an appearance; the m0re walls that closed in on her the more inclined she felt to run away from it all.

"Well good night you two- I need some sleep!" Mozzie exclaimed.

"Bye Mozzie – it was nice to finally meet you." He hugged her goodbye and then Neal went to walk Mozzie out.

"Well I have to hand it to you Neal, she is a keeper." Mozzie paused as if hesitating to say something.

"But she is hiding something." Neal stated.

"We all have our skeletons in the closet, you can't expect a girl you just met to spill her whole life story to you." Neal chuckled.

"No – I can't but I think it's worth waiting to find out." Mozzie smiled.

"Good luck with that my friend, a woman's heart is like a maze and each dead end is like a harbored secret so have fun running through the maze!" They chuckled at the bad metaphor and said they're goodbyes.

Neal walked back up to his apartment in search of the mysterious woman but she was nowhere to be found, he walked over to the terrace and found who he was looking for standing against the stone railing gazing up at the moon with such thought in her eyes.

Walking up behind her, he wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her shoulder.

"You look so lost in thought." He whispered into her ear.

"Just daydreaming." She let her head sink back into his shoulder to look up at him.

"Anything I can make come true?" He so willingly offered in a seductive tone.

She giggled in a sexy manner and looked up at him with wanting eyes.

"Synepároun me Neal." She said while still looking him in the eye.

"ópo̱s eseís epithymeíte." Neal Whispered into her ear.

Stella turned around slowly to meet his stare, to find that he had that same look of sexual desire that she had, he laced his fingers in her hand leading her to his bed.

He tore off his button up shirt, kicking off his shoes and socks at the same time, once he was partially undressed, he moved to the woman standing there next to his bed with a seductive look on her face.

Moving over to stand behind her, she moved her hair out of the way so he could undo the zipper of her dress, the white flowing material fell to the ground and Neal was in awe with the white bra and panty set with black lace.

The sexy lingerie light a fire in Neal, so she turned around to give him a better view of her outfit and she gave him the sexiest expression he had ever seen, she did the signature batting of the eyes followed by biting her lip which turned into a sexy smile, the sexy smile that Neal had fallen head over heels for.

He gripped her waist tightly and first took the time to just hold her and kiss her; not many men took they're time with women especially when it came to being with a woman like Stella. But he took his time, admiring her beautiful body under the moonlight shining through the skylight.

She laid there taking in all of life's simplest pleasures, enjoying the way Neal traced his fingers all over her body, gasping when he touched the extra sensitive areas; as he was doing is delicate work she decided to return the favor.

Grabbing her scarf from the floor, she tied it around Neal's face making it into a homemade blindfold.

"Take off your boxers and lay back down." She scurried over to his freezer and scooped up a mug filled with ice and flew back to the bed with eager to get started.

Neal was about to say something but she shushed him with a light finger to the mouth, she grabbed a piece of ice and started at his neck running it all over his neck and chest.

Following the coolness of the ice she would breathe lightly over the wet areas, Neal moaned out as the cool burst of ice woke him up while at the same time heating him up with her hot breath; another piece she took into her mouth gliding it around his most sensitive areas as if someone had given her a map of where to go.

All Neal could do was lay there and moan in excitement of what was going on and true eagerness as to what was coming next, finally when all they're intense heat had melted all the ice they moved onto moves that involved much more passion.

He lifted his body so he was sitting upright and moved his hand towards his face so he could slip off the blindfold and look at the amazing woman kneeling there before him.

Taking a moment to just look at one another with a blissful smile, it was right at that moment that the lust in their eyes changed into something more they weren't just lusting after one another anymore. If they were in a less erotic and captivated state of mind it would have been most sure that they would have both gone on the run again like they're normal instincts intended them to.

Neal leaned up to her and captured her lips into his quickly taking hold onto her body and slipping whatever clothes she still had on and throwing them onto the floor.

Kissing and caressing turned to much more provocative movements once she was fully nude, once he had her fully nude he grasped her body and pinned her down on the bed causing her to squeak out in surprise and let out a sexy little giggle.

Starting at her breast he kissed and sucked on the most sensitive parts, she arched her back and moan out deeply in pleasure as he trailed kissed from her breasts to her face getting her hot and ready for the swift movement of him entering her inter most part.

In one move he did just that, earning himself pleasurable whimpers from Stella, giving himself a split second to get used to being inside of her picking up the pace of his thrusts, driving himself deeper and deeper into her almost as if he couldn't get enough.

She pushed her hips up to meet his only to be slammed down by his mighty force intensifying the feeling of being with him.

As he worked hard to get the both of them to that all high that they desperately wanted, he took a moment to appreciate just how beautiful she was which only inspired him to do more. This new found inspiration took him to newfound heights of adrenaline, which at not long last got them onto cloud nine.

He cursed out as he earned his conquest, she threw her head back in pure bliss letting out a breathless moan of pleasure.

The alluring appearance of afterglow was upon them.

Looking down at her, he moved a piece of moistened hair from her face he offered a dazed smile and a complement.

"Damn you're beautiful." He whispered out.

She responded by striking a beautiful smile and leaning into kiss his soft lips.

At that point in time neither could deny the rush of emotions running through them, it had only been the second date and they had already created an unbelievable connection, and some might say it was just not possible for either of them to fall for one another so fast

Neal realized at that point that no one else in his past or present that was comparable to this woman, not even Kate- yes he once loved her but he no longer felt as if she had any sort of hold to him anymore other than a beautiful memory.

That night they slept like the dead in each other's arms, dreaming of what the future would hold for them together, secretly hoping that at long last they're love life had a positive outcome.

Well that's all for this chapter I hope you loved it and please please please read and review emphasis on review I want to hear thoughts and critics! There is definitely more to come- I just have to dream it up and keep looking to the show for inspiration!