Okay its been a while, but thanks to my last review I got back to this story

I've been working on writing... just not this story SORRY!

I'll try not to take so long next time :)

Chapter 4: Shopping & Mom

Neal grabbed his son's hand as they walked down the street to the kids clothes shop Neal knew was nearby, in his two mile radius. Damian looked around at everything, just taking the sites in as he twisted his head in every direction. They got to the shop in about five minutes and they both rushed in, it was freezing outside.

"Dad, can I get this?" Damian asked holding up a black hooded sweater with a blue superman sign on the front. Neal smirked at it; well the kid might as well dress in the clothes he likes before he has to wear suits and ties.

"Yea. But you need to get some thick jeans too Dai; it's way too cold out there." Neal smirked as his son beamed hearing his nickname and held the superman sweater to himself.

"Okay!" the boy said quickly half running over to some more clothes. It was a good thing Peter didn't know he was here because he was definitely going to have to use a credit card he wasn't supposed to have with all the stuff his son was grabbing. Not that he minded; it had been far too long since he had gotten to spend any time with his son.

After about two hours they were finally done. Damian walked beside his father carrying a bag of his clothes as Neal carried four more. The 7 year old fidgeted debating with himself whether or not to ask the question he wanted to know the answer to but not wanting to bring it up in case it wasn't the answer he wanted. When they were almost back to the mansion though, he just couldn't wait any longer.

"Dad, are you gonna send me back?" asked looking up at his father. Neal stilled in his pace for a moment so short even the boy looking right at him didn't notice. He took a moment to answer, he'd been thinking about this. He wanted his son to stay with him; he hadn't seen him in so long and missed him greatly. If he kept him though that would be it, there would be no more hiding him. Well he could always hide him just not nearly as well. Neal sighed he really couldn't answer that yet.

"No, not right now. I still have to talk to your mother. If she knows your missing she'll be worried about you. But she probably doesn't or she would have been calling me by now." Neal opened the door and Damian went in up to his father's part of the house. He was sure if he should be happy that he was going to hear from his mother and wasn't leaving right away, or worried that his mother will be upset and he'd probably have to leave soon. So he tried to push the thought from his mind and put on his knew clothes.

In Neal's bedroom he grimaced at his cell phone before sighing and dialing the very long, elaborate phone number he had for contacting his son's mother. The number was incredibly secure so Neal didn't feel too bad about using his phone which was most likely tapped by the FBI to call her. After all it would take a really skilled hacker probably a month to track anything through all the ports she bounced the signal off of. The phone rang twice before someone picked up on the other line.

"Hello?" a woman's voice came on over the phone. Neal automatically put on his best smile even though she could see him through the phone, it was habit.

"Hey it's Neal." Neal couldn't see but the woman on the phone over five hundred miles away smiled at hearing from him.

"Oh hey Neal I was just heading to the air port, anything up?" She asked grabbing her bag in one hand while her other held the phone.

"Yea Damian is here, in New York with me." Neal answer as the woman on the other side of the phone stop what she was doing to focus better on what he was saying, this was about her son after all.

"What? Is he okay?" She asked he mind immediately going to the worse conclusions.

"He's fine. He said he found out I was out and in New York. So he… well he left the school and came looking for me." On the other end the woman was silent when Neal finished, but only for a moment.

"So let me get this straight. He snuck out of his school, crossed a state boarder, and came looking for you in New York City by himself?" asked the upset mother as she grabbed the rest of her things and headed out the door.

"Yea, that sounds about right." He heard her let out deep breath of air before continuing.

"God Neal his only seven and he was alone in New York City, do you know what could have happen to him… are you sure he's okay?" asked the woman worried.

"Yea, he's fine. I just took him out and got him some clothes; he's putting on a new outfit now." Neal tried to quickly reassure her.

"How did he find you?" she asked after a minute. Neal smirked and went into telling her how their seven year old was in an FBI building for picking an agents pocket, and that he got away with it too. He knew that Damian had taken money from Jones and then wisely put the wallet back; he just didn't know how much the kid got. Jones probably knew by now though.

"Well he's defiantly our son." She laughed. "Anyway, after altering my flight plans I should be able to get to you by tomorrow morning. So tell Dai I'll be there to see him soon." The woman said hanging up. Neal smiled shaking his head, they grew apart long ago but he still loved that woman.

Just as he slipped the phone back in his pocket there was a knock at his door. Neal rolled his eyes, typical. Finish one thing and another falls in your lap. Before he could get up to get the door he heard his son shout.

"I GOT IT!" Damian yelled as he ran for the door like any kid. Neal moved a little faster so he was only a few feet from the door when Damian got to it. After all it wouldn't be the first time a killer came to his house. The boy held no such fear and opened the door quickly to reveal, Agent Peter Burke.

AND CUT!

So far the votes for Damian's mother is 8 for Alex 3 for an OC the next chapter may reveal her if I can get it to work so get your votes in!

PS: if you've voted before plz don't again, it gets confusing XP

Now to my reviews :

KG : Thanks!

Cathy : Thanks I'm glad you like it. And believe me I spent hours looking for a name but the only other one was Nelson (which literally means Neal's Son) I really didn't want to use that :P As for his mom I'm still kinda torn on the idea so I'm letting the votes decide. That way its fair... and I don't have to choose and have ppl mad at me ;P

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