A/N: Thanks for all the positive feedback last chapter, everyone! :) I really love to read all your reviews.

"Happy birthday, Peter," Elizabeth said with a smile, handing her husband a small wrapped package.

"Thanks, El," Peter replied with a smile. He unwrapped it and pulled out a nice brown wallet. His own had been very worn out, but he'd never said anything. Elizabeth had noticed anyway, and figured he could use a new one.

Peter leaned forward and planted a kiss on her mouth.

"You like it?" She asked, moving closer to him and leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Yeah. It's perfect." Peter smiled. Elizabeth let out a contented sigh.

"It's nice to have you home," she murmured. He'd been busier than normal lately, and it was hard to have him gone so much.

"It's nice to be here." Peter closed his eyes and leaned his head against Elizabeth's. She nodded minutely, holding his hand in both of hers. The quiet lasted about two minutes before a knock came at the door.

"Who do you think that is?" Peter muttered rhetorically, rolling his eyes. "Come in, Neal," he called.

"Thanks." Neal opened the door and stepped inside with a grin. "You two look cozy." Peter shot him a look.

"Morning, Neal," Elizabeth said.

"Good morning, Elizabeth." Neal raised one eyebrow at Peter in mock-reprimand.

"Fine, good morning Neal."

"Good morning, Peter," Neal said cheerfully. He held up a long package and smiled. "Happy birthday. This time I can give you more than a card."

"Thanks," Peter said. Elizabeth watched him pretend to eye the gift suspiciously and shake it before she elbowed him, restraining laughed. Peter ripped off the pale blue paper.

"I accidentally made you lose one, once," Neal said as Peter lifted the lid off the box. "So I thought I'd replace it."

"I never had a ukulele," Peter said confusedly as he peered inside.

"A ukulele?" Neal leaned over and raised his eyebrows. "Oh."

Peter picked it up and feigned a big, goofy grin as he plucked one string.

"It was supposed to be an umbrella."

"Nice of you to remember that," Peter said. Elizabeth grinned as she remembered the story. "I liked that umbrella."

"I can exchange it," Neal offered, looking concerned. Elizabeth knew he wanted Peter to like whatever Neal gave him.

"Nah, I like it," Peter said, setting it down with a little pat. Elizabeth smiled at Neal.

"You did everyone a favor, anyway, making him lose that thing," she said. "It was awful."

"Hey!" Peter protested.

"It was pretty hideous," Neal agreed with a mock-serious nod. Elizabeth grabbed Peter and Neal's hands and led them to the table.

"I made a cake, I want you both to try it. It's a new recipe."

"Sounds good!" Neal said.

"Thanks," Peter said. Elizabeth nodded with a smile and brought out the chocolatey cake.

They ate and chattered for a while, then Neal said he had to go meet up with June.

"Thanks for coming, Neal," Elizabeth said. Peter nodded slightly.

"Yep," Neal said, grinning. "Happy birthday, Peter."

"Thanks." Peter smiled slightly. Elizabeth laughed slightly after Neal left. Peter lifted up the ukulele and smiled at it.

"It was nice of him," she said. Peter nodded and put it up on the mantle, leaning against the wall.

"It was."