Okay this is going to be a few more than the 3 chapters I though it would

So idk how long but should only be a few more chapters

I just couldn't end it there ^_^'

ENJOY!

Chapter 3: Morning!

Back at the FBI office just after the elevator doors closed with Neal, Peter and the mystery kid inside Jones turned to the other agents who were looking at each waiting for someone to say something. In was a few seconds before Cruz broke the silence.

"Well, that was weird… I'm going home." She said. The other agents wondered slowly back to their own desks gathering their things to do the same. Jones sighed doing the same but as he checked his wallet, his stomach dropped. That kid had gotten him. He was missing two twenties.

Peter got home a little slower than usual as he was thinking about Neal and that kid, Damian. I know a lot of things about Neal. I study him for years trying to understand how his mind works and interpret his next move to catch him. But this… for him to be a father, and not even recently Damian was at least 7. I never even thought that he could be… Peter sighed.

He must have gone through A LOT of trouble to hide that kid so well that not even I found a trace of him. And then there is the fact that Neal said the kid wasn't Kate's! Of course he could be lying… but I don't think he would lie about that. Now I really want to figures out who his Mother is but Neal's said that they covered everything up about the kid that could lead back to them… but he also said she lived 'dangerously' and wouldn't want her name in the FBI...

No, Neal trusted me with this much so I'm not going to go digging, I can get it from him if I need to. Peter thought as he pulled into his driveway preparing to tell his wife that Neal Caffrey, "The Neal Caffrey" alleged, world traveling and art thief extraordinaire; has a Son. After all he never said he wouldn't tell anyone and most likely Neal would or should assume that he would tell El, though she will be the only one he'll tell until he knew it was okay.

The next morning Damian woke up and rubbed at his eyes sleepily then rolled over… into something. The boy stilled realizing that something was warm and breathing but as he was the person's face he relaxed see it was his Dad and remember what happen yesterday. The boy smiled brightly, he had done it! He found his Dad!

Damian watched his Father sleep quietly, hardly believing he had managed to find him. He had only escaped- I mean, took an early leave from Darwin's Boarding School for Young Geniuses three weeks ago. When he found out his Dad was out of prison he started planning his… leave.

After he had made his way out of the academy and a good few blocks away, he got a cab to take him close to the boarder of Washington, DC. Which cost more than he would of liked but it got him far enough that the school wouldn't be looking for him at the bus station of that county. So he got on a bus that took him all the way to New York. Not that it had been easy convincing the annoying ticket guy to let him buy a ticket without an adult with him. And with the story he used he had to buy a ticket for himself and an adult, saying he was getting them for his Dad. I mean really who would think a 7 year old was running away.

Pushing the thoughts of his escape away for now the boy smiled as he saw his father move starting to wake up.

Neal was beginning to wake when he felt someone on his bed move he quickly remembered who it was and opened his eyes to see a little face grinning his own grin back at him. He couldn't help but smile back at the boy.

"Morning Damian." Neal said still a bit sleepy as he rubbed his eyes. Damian beamed.

"Morning Dad!" Damian replied back happily. Neal smiled at him again the kid's joy was just contagious.

"Let's get dressed and get some breakfast." Neal told him as he got up out of bed. It wasn't really a question but the boy answered anyway.

"Okay!" Damian chirped then frowned, "Uh Dad, I didn't bring a lot of clothes…" he didn't say it not wanting to bring up the topic but he didn't bring much of his clothes because he was trying to fit as much food as possible that didn't go bad into his backpack when he left. So his money would last longer.

Neal grinned and rolling his eyes like he knew what his Son was thinking, which he did.

"Well put on whatever you have, and we'll just have to go shopping today." Neal smiled when his son chirped "'Kay!" happily and ran to the other side of the room where he spotted his backpack after jumping off the bed.

June had gone out early so it was just Neal and Damian at the table. Neal finished his breakfast first while Damian was almost done. Neal sighed it was time he ask his Son why he wasn't at his school.

"Damian?" Neal called for his Son's attention and the boy looked up from his eggs. "Why aren't you in school? And how did you even get here?" The con artist kept his voice calm but wasn't sure he was keeping all the amusement off his face when he raised an eyebrow. Not that he was trying very hard.

The boy sighed he was hoping it wouldn't come up… it was a small hope though knowing how smart his father was.

"I wanted to see you, when I heard you were out I came looking for you." He said looking down. Neal frowned he could tell the kid wasn't trying for a con but he had been out almost three months. He was worried his Son had been on his own but maybe someone helped him.

"How long have you been looking for me? Did anyone help you get here?" Neal asked leaning toward his Son. The boy looked up giving a small smile.

"No, I got here by myself!" Damian said sounding a bit proud, then a bit more quietly "But I left the academy three weeks ago." Neal frowned not really looking at his Son. Three weeks… Three weeks! He was on his own… Neal grimaced.

Damian saw how upset his Father looked and wanted to cry. He didn't remember everything from when he was four very well but he knew his Dad never seemed mad, never would yell at him or even look angry. He'd just look like that, frowning… with a faraway look on his face. But he had really tried to find him quickly, he did! He just did know how without risking being caught and sent back to the school.

Neal looked back up about to say something and notice his son's should looked tense with his head down and his bangs covering he eyes. Neal's heart dropped, that was not a con, not even his son could act that well. He slipped out of his chair and kneeled before his son, even in a designer suit, and put both hands lightly on the top of his son's arms.

"Damian… hey it's okay." Neal said so softly just hearing him his son relaxed a little, but still didn't look up.

"I'm sorry," he sniffed still hiding his face because it had tears. "I didn't mean to make you mad," he sniffed again, "I just wanted to see you…" he still didn't look up but Neal could see his bottom lip start to tremble before the boy bit it to keep himself quiet. Without a word Neal pulled the boy to him and stood up taking the boy with him using both hand and keeping one on his back.

"I wasn't mad at you, Damian. I've missed you too. It's just; there are so many things that can happen to you when you're on your own… Someone could hurt you." Neal ran his hand slowly through the boy's hair a few times holding him close. He smiled when he felt his Son's hair was even softer than his Mother's. "I just want you safe."

Pulling back so he could see his Son, Damian finally let him see his face. Neal smiled at him a real smile one even at 7 his son knew couldn't be faked, but it was his father's eyes that calmed him. He saw them every day in the mirror, eyes just like his but right then there was something different to his father's eyes. Not a gleam of trickery, but they were… warm… loving. He just couldn't explain it. Neal brushed away his son's tears gently with the back of his figure.

"There now," Neal said setting him down. "You go rinse your face in the bathroom and we'll go get you some clothes. Okay?" Neal asked brush some hair off the boy's face. Damian gave him a small smile and nodded.

AND CUT!

I know I still have told you his mother,

I was thinking either Alex or an OC since I'm not sure I want to know what you think

I'm open to ideas if you think someone else but if it keeps going this way

I'll probably use Alex I like her, and it's easier than making an OC

but tell me what you guys want :)

(Damian; tamer; soother)