A Care Package
Summary: A pre-series drabble written for the Tumblr hurt/comfort dialogue prompt: "Just tell me what you need. I'll get it."
Peter sends Neal a care package.
"Just tell me what you need. I'll get it. If it's allowed."
"Thanks, but I'm good. Just having someone to call when … Thanks again Peter."
When what? I'm struggling, freaking out, scared, lonely, hurting? The tension in Neal's voice had abated as they'd talked, but was still there, noticeable, when he'd hung up. The kid deserved prison, but there had to be something Peter could do, to what? Help? Provide comfort?
'Thought you might appreciate these. Peter.'
Smiling, Neal put the card aside, opened the new sketchpad, carefully selected a tinted charcoal and began to draw his favourite FBI agent.