AN: Sorry for not updating recently, all my instructors conspired against me and decided that I had to have 3 presentations due in the same week plus a rough draft for a 10-12 page research paper. AND THEN I had writer's block for this chapter, so I decided to try writing something else, which then enabled me to get back into the swing of this story. And after that, my Microsoft word decided it didn't want to work, so I couldn't transfer from notebook to computer. Alright, I am done babbling now, enjoy and review please! : )
The next morning, when Jones went to go pick up Neal and Haley, June invited him inside for some coffee.
"They got a bit of a late start this morning." She explained as she poured the heavenly smelling brew into a cup for the agent, "When I looked in to see how they were doing, Neal was asleep on the floor and Haley was passed out on the table!" She laughed. They exchanged pleasantries for some time before June excused herself and left.
Jones was savoring his second cup of coffee, when two pairs of feet came hurriedly down the stairs.
"Oh man, Peter's going to love this." He said sarcastically when he saw the two consultants come around the corner.
Peter sat in his office, steaming at how the morning had gone so far. He'd gotten home around 1:45am and finally crawled into bed around two, after taking a hot shower. He was sound asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. What seemed like minutes later, but the clock indicated was five hours later, Peter's alarm went off and he slid out of bed. Dressing quickly, he successfully got out of the house without waking El. Somehow, he managed to get to the airport a little after eight. After fifteen minutes, he finally found the hanger where the Vegas team was supposed to meet him.
There he was informed that the Vegas team had gotten in earlier than expected and gone to follow up on a lead that had been called into them. Grumbling about what kind of lead you're going to follow up on at 6am on a Saturday, Peter called Hughes to inform him about the situation. The older agent told him to just go to the office, after Peter's explanation for the early call, and that he'd get a hold of the Vegas team and direct them there.
When Peter arrived at the office, Hughes called him and informed him the Vegas team would be in just after nine.
A little before nine, Diana showed up carrying several files up to Peter's office.
"What are these?" He asked after she set them on his desk and picking up the first one.
"Not sure. Ruiz handed them off to me on my way up. Where's the Vegas team? I thought you were picking them up?"
"They apparently have a worse attention span than Neal."
Diana raised an eyebrow in question.
"They got in around 5:30 this morning and went off to follow up on a lead they had. For what, I don't know, but it sounds kind of suspicious to me."
"Yeah, I agree with you on that. Hey, I'm going to get some coffee, want some?" Peter nodded and she turned to leave. Then she froze in the doorway, her hand flying to cover her mouth as she started giggling.
Confused, Peter got up and walked over to where she stood. Looking over her shoulder, he automatically rolled his eyes at what he saw.
Jones, Neal and Haley had come in. Neal was in one of his fancy suits as usual, his fedora on his head. Next to him, Haley was wearing a variation of one of Neal's other styles. She had on a dress shirt, vest and tie with dress pants.
"You've got to be kidding me." Peter groaned in disbelief as they came up by his office.
"Well what else did you expect? I only had a pair of dress pants at Neal's" Haley grumbled. The agents looked at her awkwardly, where was the perky, hyper-active girl from last night?
"I was more concerned with the fact that you're dressed like him." Peter explained, nodding his head towards Neal. Haley responded by crossing her arms across her chest and sticking her tongue out at the agent.
"She hasn't had any caffeine yet." Neal stage-whispered to Peter and Diana, "I'm planning on getting her one of those shirts that say 'Instant human, just add coffee'."
"Well, these are Neal's clothes." She indicated to the shirt and vest, "Seriously though, did you expect me to wear the clothes I had on last night?"
"I like the footwear you've matched your outfit with." Neal teased, nudging her foot with his own.
"If you think that's bad, you should know that she wears shorts under her dresses!" Someone called from the bullpen. Everyone turned and saw three men in suits standing there.
"Shut up Kreegan!" Haley and one of the men who had just come, yelled at the shortest member of the group.
"Nobody likes you and you were adopted." Haley added tersely.
"Can it, Zee. Don't make me arrest you."
"A likely story, you and what army?"
"Both of you, shut it." The man who had yelled at Kreegan before threatend.
"What are you doing in New York anyways?" Haley addressed the man, "You hate New York."
"So do you, Zee, and yet here you are. For what, eight months now, for the most part?"
"It's not the city I hate; it's the majority of the people here. Speaking of people, how's your mom? Stop to see her yet?"
"What do you care? You hate my mom."
"Pft, your mom is awesome. It's you I hate."
The New York agents were shocked by the exchange between Neal's girlfriend and the Vegas agent. Neal was trying not to smile through the whole thing, but failed as Haley finished.
"What are you smiling at Caffrey? Last I heard, you were on a leash, pretty boy."
"You're just mad that you weren't the one to put it on me, agent Ferins." He flashed his signature grin at him.
"Oh snap!" Haley exclaimed amusedly, raising her hand for a high-five, which Neal obliged.
The Vegas agents started cracking up suddenly. Peter and his team exchanged glances, confused by the fact that these agents seemed to know Neal and Haley. Before they could ask any questions, Hughes came storming into the office.
"Glad you found the time to join us, agent Ferins. Everyone, conference room, now!" The old man growled, climbing the stairs and going straight into the mentioned room. The rest followed quickly, not wanting to make the man anymore upset than he already was.