7.

The next morning, after taking showers and getting dressed, Mozzie went out to get coffee. Angela sat with Nosh on the terrace, and Neal dialed Keller. Although in prison, Neal knew certain prisoners have exorbitant freedoms. Keller's use of a cell phone was just one.

"I'm at Junes. Send over the stuff, and when it's ready, I'll call you for pick up."

"Ready, set, go Caffrey..." Keller chuckled.

Neal just hung up. He joined Angela. Nosh was standing on his hind legs, and Angela gave him a treat.

"He does so many things, Neal...friggin' adorable!"

"Watch...sit, Nosh" and he did, "who is Nosh?" and he barked.

"He knows his new name already!"

"Angela, I am not sure who is coming over, so when they do..." he couldn't finish. She gave him a look.

"Okay Neal Caffrey...let's try not to have this conversation everyday! We are in this together. I am not going to disappear. I love that you want to protect me, but just trust I can take care of myself."

"Stubborn woman..."

"Definitely; the sooner you relent, the better. Cabiscia?!"

Neal smiled, leaned over and gave her a kiss. Nosh growled...

"Oh great, now you're going to give me crap, too?" he picked him up onto his lap and petted him.

Mozzie came in, carrying a tray of coffee and a bag of donuts.

"Did you make the call?" he asked Neal

"Yes...now we just wait..."

They sat quietly, drinking and picking.

"Oh, I made a few calls, and found a new place for us...ever hear of Paris?"

Neal and Angela almost spit their coffee out.

"Seriously?!" Neal asked

"Yes...whenever we want, all of our stuff is being sent to a safe location; I don't have to go to Cape Verde and that's better. I would rather finish things up here with you."

"Mozzie, you are amazing!" Neal smiled.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Neal got up. When he opened the door, his stomach dropped, and he felt his heart in his throat...

"Dad?!"