The judge dismissed the court, and Lin came jumping over to me.

"We did it, we did it, we did it!" she sang in my ear, somehow managing to jump up and down, and give me a big bear hug at the same time.

"We did, now I've got a prisoner to transport so..." I let my sentence drop, as I started to peal Lin off me.

"OK," she whined. "I've got to go anyways." she remembered.

"Call me when you get home." I instructed, worried about the coming storm.

"Yes sir, Mr. Pushy." she joked, walking out of the court with El.

I turned to Neal then, and I realized I had to stay professional.

I was an FBI agent, and I coudn't go around adopting my cases.

And when I stepped up to him I simply did my job.

"So Caffrey, you ready to go?" I asked, holding my hands out for his cuffs.

He got a puzzeled look on his face, and he looked like someone had forgotten his birthday.

"Yea." Was his simple, uninterested answer.

We walked outside, and I loaded him into the truck without a word or a problem.

I led him into the prison, and then I started to worry.

Could I really just leave this kid here all alone? It didn't seem right.

So after I had finished the paperwork, I put my back against the gaurds.

"Good luck, Caffrey." I mummered into his ear.

He blincked, a shocked look entering his eyes.

I smiled at him, then continued with my work.

And like always, when he didn't have some smart-ass remark, he just nodded at what I said.

2 weeks later

"Thanks Lin" I said as I sorted through my mail.

"You want to talk to El?" I asked, flagging down my wife.

"Sure." Lin and El replied at the same time, so I handed to phone over.

I settled down at the kitchen table caussly sorting through my mail.

Then I saw something from the prison, and I paused dropping all the other mail.

Had Neal done something? They probably would have called me.

Was he okay? I hoped nothing had happened to him.

I tore it open, and was totally shocked when I saw an amazing sketch on a folded piece of stationary.

I flipped it open, and read the simple message, that had been left in Neal Caffrey's hand writting.

Dear, Peter
Happy birthday.

TAHDA! 9976 words and most of my christmas vacation, and you have my first completed fanfiction!

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