"What do you do for a living?" Dad asked.

"Depends, what do you want me to be?" Sam asked.

"He's a Neal without the criminal record." I said.

"You're a cop." Dad said not sure if he approves.

"FBI, but close enough, I guess." Sam said.

"Samuel!" I yelled.

"What? You're Dad's not even paying attention."

"Again, if I didn't need you, I would kill you." I said, "That IS my Dad."

"Are you sure? He looks more like a criminal." He said pointing to Dad.

"You are such an idiot." I said.

"Well, this should be fun." Dad commented, "Charming guy, Kat."

"Kat? I thought you hated that childish name?" Sam asked.

"Stick to the task at hand Samuel, and you might live through this." I grunted going to the table.

"I'd watch what you say around here, could get you into trouble my friend." Jon said grabbing some bottled water.

"Let's get started, you guys coming?" I called out.

"Go ahead, we'll be right there." Sam said, "What kind of trouble would I get in, friend."

"That childish name, was given to her by her dead brother. She blames herself for his death, every time someone who she hasn't known since her childhood, who has called her Kat, is like putting salt in her wound." Jon explained, "If you hurt her I will make sure that you won't live to see another day. Just because she trusts you doesn't mean I do." He whispered then went to the table.

-Hours Later-

"Any questions?" I asked.

"Why do you need me, if you have your FBI father. I can do more than play behind the curtains Kathy." Sam spoke.

"I need you behind the curtain because you can make up a new plan with the same result faster anyone here."

"I say we leave the criminal in the van while I'm helping. How can you trust this guy anyway? He's still on an anklet."

"If you don't like it, then leave." I pointed to the door.

"Why don't you trust me?"

"Because you aren't family."

"Your jock friend isn't family either."

"You do realize that he's staying in the van with you, right? I need someone to keep an eye on you."

"Maybe I should go back to Florida. It's not like I was a wreck before I met you. How could you forget the things I did for you. I protected you!"

"You lied to me."

"To protect you from the truth!"

"Time-out, what is going on?" Dad cut in, "We don't exactly have time for this."

"It's not important. You and Jon are staying in the van, end of story."

After our little argument, Neal, Sara, and Mozzie went home to get some rest. Sam crashed on the couch, Dad went to his room, Jon and I stayed up to catch up.

"How old is she?" I asked Jon as he stared at the picture of a little girl he kept in his wallet.

"5 ½. You remember Kelley?"

"She hard to forget."

"Yeah, she's quite the character. So, Florida?"

"I was trying to stay somewhat close to home. It's a great place but nothing like New York."

"You can take the girl out of the city but not the city out of the girl." Jon chuckled, "What's his story?"

"Samuel? I was working at a café, he always stopped by. Never told me where he worked, he just chatted me up. Then he asked me out but I refused. Somehow he found out that I was being kicked of my apartment. He said I could stay with him as long as I went out with him." I looked at Sam.

"Did you?"

"I did but I only did for the room until I found another place." I said looking back at Jon.

"Oh… Then what?"

"He told me that he had a desk job at the Bureau there. He worked late one night, actually he never came home, but um… Someone broke into the house… I was used a leverage until Sam found me."

"How long?"

"About a month, a month of beating, raping, bone breaking." Sam said sitting up, "That's when I found out who she really was. Katherine Elizabeth Burke, daughter of FBI Agent Peter Burke, who has been missing for about 6 months."

"Everyone has their secrets." I commented.

"For an FBI Agent you're really stupid." Jon said.

"Well, I was wrong, someone does agree with you Kat." Sam said.

"Don't call me that." I snapped, "I'm going to bed. Goodnight Jon, get some sleep." I went upstairs without even speaking to Sam.

"You better stop while you can." Jon said.

"Stop what?"

"Digging the hole you're in."

"I'm going to sleep in the car." Sam said walking out the door as Jon took the couch.

-The Next Morning-

I awoke to the rousing smell of bacon. I went downstairs into the kitchen and saw Jon cooking breakfast.

"Morning, your dad went into the office to put the plan in play." Jon said putting the eggs on a plate.

"Okay. Where's Sam?" I asked.

"Apparently he isn't much for home cooking."

"Was it because you were making it?"

"Yeah."

"Will you two be able to put your differences aside and work together?"

"I will, I'm not sure about him though."

"Fair enough. No eggs please." I said as Jon started to make two plates.

"Extra bacon?"

"Always."

Jon and I were half way done with our meal and Sam walked in with coffee, "For you my dear." He said putting the cup in front of my face.

"Thank you." I said as I slide my coffee mug towards Jon, "You didn't have to."

"I thought you would need it, after all, this week's going to be crazy."

Before I could say anything Dad walking through the door, "Well, the plan's in play. Now we just need to wait. Why do you have two cups of coffee Kat?"

"Don't, don't ask." I said as Sam just looked at me, "I'm going to go take a shower." I got up from the table and went upstairs.

"Hey, office by noon?" Dad called as I made it to the top of the stairs.

"Sounds good."

I'm BAAAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKKKKKK! Sorry for the wait, I got a job the same time school started up so it's been crazy busy! BUT I have been able to find time to do this. I'll try to post a couple chapters a month but no promises. ;)