*A/N: Ok, this isn't actually part of Hidden Secrets. But I felt the need to write more things with Maureen in it. And I hate it when things aren't canon, so I had to put this on before the new season starts. Let me know what you think please.

You Don't Think?

Something felt off as Neal entered his apartment above June's. He looked around and immediately discovered the source of the feeling. If the feminine coat on the couch hadn't given it away, then it would have been the opened roof door. A door that he kept closed while he was at work, and especially while June was out of town.

He made his way towards it, but paused in the doorway. Neal stared out at his sister, who was currently sitting on the ledge drinking a glass of wine. He felt a small smile creep onto his face at the sight if her.

"You going to stand there all night grinning like an idiot, or are you going to come out and say hello?" Maureen asked without turning to face him.

Neal shook his head exasperated and went out into the growing darkness. "Please tell me you just got here."

"I've been here long enough to be on my second glass. Which you should probably take off of me." Maureen said while handing him the glass and wearing a good-natured smile that slipped off when she spoke again. "But that's not what you meant now is it?"

Neal didn't respond at first, just sipped at the wine and stared out into the distance. "Lovely isn't it?"

Maureen sighed and stared back out at New York City. "Yeah, it is. Neal, what did you do?"

He looked at her bewildered and asked in a slight mocking tone. "Me? Why is it that I always had to have done something?"

"Cause the last time you asked me how long I'd been here I was eleven and you were sneaking a girl out of the house at eight on a Sunday morning. Now what happened?"

Neal smiled for a moment. "You have too good of a memory sometimes, Reenie. I ever tell you that?"

"Several times actually, and don't call me Reenie. Now stop avoiding the question and tell me what happened."

With a heavy sigh and a large sip of wine Neal started speaking. He told her about Adler, Sara, Alex, the sub and it's treasure, about the explosion, Peter not trusting him anymore, and finally about the note and key to the storage facility.

Maureen took the wine glass back from Neal and swallowed the remainders of the liquid. "Wow, that's just….wow."

Neal leaned against the ledge, his back to the view. "I know."

"So, Sara, tell me more about her."

He laughed. "Of course in all that you jump straight to my love life."

Maureen laughed too. "I'm your sister, it's what we do. Plus you aren't getting any younger and I want some nieces or nephews to spoil."

"Yoah, can we not have one of those discussions till…never."

Maureen laughed again at the flustered face her brother was sporting. "Another thing that sisters have to do" She said teasingly, but then her face turned serious once again. "No idea who actually stole the treasure and the left it for you?"

"None." Neal said with a furrowed brow.

"Alex Hunter? You said that she was there."

"No, Alex wouldn't leave it all for me."

"Mozzie?"

"No, he would have given me the key in person."

Maureen twirled a lock of hair around her fingers, a sign of her nerves. Something Neal hadn't seen her do since that night at Peter's a few months ago. With a deep breath she spoke again. "You don't think it was Him?"

Neal stared at her a moment, but then his eyes widened when he realized whom she was referring to. "No, it couldn't possibly be Him."

"And you're absolutely sure about that?" Maureen asked skeptically.

He hesitated before answering, "Yes." But the hesitation was all the conformation the Maureen needed to know that he wasn't sure at all. It suddenly became harder for her to breathe. Maureen swung her feet around and jumped onto the safety of the roof. She stumbled a bit and Neal reached out to help steady her.

But Maureen spun around and held onto his elbows as she faced him. "Neal, I know this is asking a lot, but we have to leave. Get out of town, hell out of the country."

Neal stared down at the look of terror on his younger sister's face. He slowly led her inside and sat her gently down on the couch. "Reenie you know that I can't, my anklet. And I have to try and fix things with Peter. If I run now it makes me look guilty." Maureen opened her mouth to speak, but Neal cut her off. "No buts. We don't even know for sure if it is Him."

Maureen humphed and leaned back on the couch, crossing her arms. After a couple minutes of silence she spoke. "Fine, but the hour we find that He is in town, or that it was Him, we're cutting the anklet and running. Deal?"

"Deal." Neal said with a relieved smile.

"Excellent. And I'll be staying in town for a while then."

"You will?" Neal asked perplexed. He was use to his sister always being on the move, never in one place for too long.

"Yeah. You really think that I'd leave you alone if there were even the slightest chance that it is Him? Thanks for all the love. I had better get going it's late." Maureen told him as she grabbed her coat.

"Why don't you stay here? June is out of town, but I'm sure she would just love to get to know you when she gets back." Neal stated as he tried to keep his sister from leaving.

"I would be glad to stay here, but like you said earlier, Peter doesn't trust you like he use to. Which means that he'll be checking up on you more often and we don't need you charged with aiding and abiding." Maureen gave him a grin and a hug. "Don't worry, I'll come visit everyday, I haven't forgotten all about this Sara."

Neal smiled and returned the hug. "I'll hold you to that. And don't you worry, I will keep you safe."

Maureen smiled softly at him and asked him one last question before closing the door. A question that made Neal think, hard. "But who'll keep you safe?"

*A/N: Thanks for reading!