A/n: Hey guys! Sorry for the delay, I could come up with lots of excuses but honestly I just couldn't get in the right mood. Anyways I have a new chapter now and things should start to get moving! Hope y'all enjoy!

I don't own White Collar just the little mistakes here and there!

Eleanor was beyond tired. She had spent the better part of the day chauffeuring her parents all around town, her mother barking out directions from the back seat. Eleanor argued over and over that she knew where she was going; after all she had lived in this city for a few years now. By the time she had dropped them off at her apartment and headed to work, the sun was dipping below the skyline and Eleanor had to struggle to keep her eyes open. The only highlight of her day had been when Neal showed up to take her to lunch while her parents caught a show on Broadway. She wasn't surprised when the only good thing about her day revolved around Neal. Spending time with him took away the stress of her mother's presence. His breath taking blue eyes would consumer her like a fire making her forget about the world for a while. Eleanor was beyond grateful to have a man like him in her life.

But now she was sitting at work, alone, mindlessly drumming her fingers on the cold desk as patient files stared back at her innocently. Groaning Eleanor ran her fingers through her hair. She didn't want to be here. The smell of antiseptic hand soap and the nurse next hers' perfume was giving her a killer headache. All she wanted to do was lie down and end this long ass day.

"Hey Ellie!" Janet said brightly walking up the nurses' station. Eleanor groaned and hid her face in her arms.

"Hey Janet." Eleanor mumbled, her voice muffled.

"Oh man you look exhausted, long day?" she said sitting down next to her.

"You have no idea."

"Wanna talk about it?" Janet asked propping her head up on her hands, blinking her wide eyes.

"No, not really." Eleanor said giving her a strange look.

"So who are you taking to the charity party tomorrow?"

"What?" Eleanor asked rubbing her temples.

"The annual charity party, you know the one at the Sampson Gallery?"

"Shit." Eleanor said hitting herself on the head. She had completely forgotten about the party. She vaguely remembered telling Neal about it a few days ago, but being around her mother clouded her memory…her mother. "damn." She cursed again. She'd have to take them along too. Eleanor closed her eyes as her day continued to grow worse.

"Looks like someone forgot." Janet said in a singsong voice.

"Janet." Eleanor snapped wiping the smile off of her co-workers face. "Cover for me, I gotta go." She grabbed her bag and ran from the desk before Janet could protest. This had turned out to be the worst day Eleanor had had in a very long time. She just wanted it over. Eleanor slid into the front seat of her car and took off in the direction of Neal's place.

How could she be so stupid! She had known about this part for weeks, even months before her mother called. She could have used the party as an excuse to doge her parents visit, but like always her mother caught her off guard and pushed every thought from her mind. Taking a deep breath Eleanor tried to find the light at the end of the tunnel. Neal would be there by her side, helping her keep her sanity.

Eleanor knocked softly on the majestic front door of June's, Neal landlady, house, and waited for an answer. The maid opened the door looking just as tired as Eleanor. Giving her a weak smile, she made her way up the steps to Neal's rooftop apartment. By the time she had reached his apartment door she was seriously considering whether or not to crash at Neal's for the night. But when she opened the door, her mind was made up.

Neal was sitting at his kitchen table, a tall, beautiful woman with dark brown hair sat on the table, running her hand down the side of his face, a smile lingering on his lips. Eleanor felt her heart skip a beat and her breath catch in her throat as she took in the sight. Angry tears stung her eyes and her face grew hot with rage. The woman glanced over in her direction with a pleasant smile, her hand resting on Neal's shoulder.

"Ellie." Neal whispered standing up so fast that he knocked the chair over. His face was pale and his crystal blue eyes were wide with shock. Eleanor was at a loss for words. Here was Neal, her boyfriend, her world, sitting there with some other woman hanging all over him.

"Save it." She hissed. "I think I've seen enough."

"No Ellie it's not like that!" Neal begged, but it was already too late, Eleanor had practically run from the room. She didn't stop when he called after her, or slow down when she heard his footsteps chase after her. "Ellie please listen to me!" He called as she reached the landing, his hand wrapping around her elbow.

"Don't touch me!" she snapped pulling her arm out of his grip. "I trusted you Neal and you just threw it back in my face!"

"No Ellie, it's not like that, there is nothing going on between her and me I swear."

"It sure didn't look that way to me."

"I would never do that to you Ellie, I would never hurt you like that." Neal pleaded his blue eyes bright. Eleanor wanted to believe him, she really did, but after what she had just seen, she wasn't so sure she could anymore. After the day she had, to walking in on that, she just couldn't take it. Neal was supposed to be her rock. She would have never taken him to be the cheating type.

"How can I know that?" she whispered.

"You have to…trust me." He said pausing mid sentence to hang his head.

"I don't know if I can anymore." She uttered just as a bolt of pain shot up her leg. Eleanor clenched her teeth and tried to hold back her scream. She could hear Neal move to hold her but she held up a hand to stop him.

"Ellie, please, let me help you." Neal begged his voice sounding so weak, so ashamed.

"Just, leave me alone." Eleanor managed to whisper as the pain subsided. "I just need to be alone." Taking a deep breath she started down the stairs, tears falling from her eyes.

Moving too slow or just plain horrible? I have a terrible feeling that this story isn't generating the same amount of interest as I'm Not That Easy Blue Eyes, so I might not finish it. I know where this story is going and I hope people stay interested because I promise it gets better! Just let me know!