Okay ppl heres the next chappy!

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Chapter 5: Dad's Work & Mr. O'Brian

Damian frowned seeing the agent he'd met yesterday in the doorway and was about to slam the door in the guy's face when his father's words stopped him. Neal could almost feel the annoyance coming off his son at the site of Peter. Since he was watching though he noticed the boy's muscles tense and knew he was about to close the door, that wouldn't leave a very good impression.

"Peter, you're early. Come in." Neal said cheerfully with his patented smile as he grabbed the door just above his son's hand and pulled it farther open to let Peter in. He could see Damian's frown instantly change into the smile he was already wearing, unfortunately so could Peter.

"Thanks." Peter replied eying the kid as he walked in. "What are you going to do with the kid while you're at work?" Peter asked feeling a bit weird at how a kid could so quickly change from looking mad at him to looking as welcoming as Neal… He always knew that smile was fake.

"Um I guess I could get June or Mozzie to watch him." Neal answered glancing at Damian as he got a tie that would match his shirt. Damian had wondered to the other side of the room and was looking at some of the titles of the books on the shelf. He'd moved away mostly because he didn't want to be near a 'FED' but he still wanted to know what was going on so he didn't leave the room.

"Mozzie? You want to leave a kid with Mozzie? He'll have the kid thinking conspiracies are around every corner by the end of the day." Peter ranted as Neal rolled his eyes. Neal was sure Peter was right but the way Peter put some things was amusing; as long as they weren't about him.

"He's not that bad." Neal defended weakly. Peter gave him a look that clearly meant he didn't agree, but Neal only smirked. "Fine, I'll see if June will watch him." Neal agreed as he finished straightening his tie, and turned around to see his son just a few feet away frowning.

"But I wanna stay with you." Damian said still frowning, and completely ignoring Peter but still keep his distance from the agent. Neal's eyes softened, he'd love nothing more than to keep his son with him all day, but his job wasn't all paperwork. Guns were pointed at him far more often than he'd like, and he definitely didn't want his only son anywhere near that.

"I'm just going to work Dai, and June's nice. You'll have fun with her and I'll be back before you know it." Neal tried to reassure the seven year old he'd be back, after all it had only been a day and they'd been apart for a long time. Peter eased himself toward the door feeling like he didn't really have a place in the conversation.

The boy opened his mouth to protest but promptly shut it knowing it wouldn't do him much good he looked down sadly. Neal instantly felt like dirt, here his son, his seven year old son had traveled so far and had been looking for him so hard finds him by himself and after only a day he has to leave. Yes he was coming back, but he still felt bad.

"Neal, I'm going to wait in the car. Five minutes." Peter said a bit more gently than normal. Neal just nodded to him knowing he'd have to go, the anklet on him reminded him he wasn't free to choose to just not go to work. As Peter shut the door Neal kneeled down in front of Damian.

"Hey, come on. I'll be back I promise." Neal spoke quietly but not quite a whisper, and put his hands on the boy's upper arms. Damian looked up slowly, without one tear but his face was blank. The only thing giving him away was when his bottom lip trembled slightly before he bit it. Neal unconsciously bit his own but realized it quickly and stopped, that was the kind of habit that could give you away.

Neal picked up the seven year old carefully like he was some priceless piece of art and hugged the small boy to him. He closed his eyes tight as he felt his son cling to him and stroked the soft hair on the seven year old's head. He had always tried to protect his son from everything even his own 'dangerous lifestyle'… but apparently by doing so he also gave his son abandonment issues.

Peter waited in the car for almost ten minutes after leaving Neal with his son. He was about to go back in and see what was taking so long when Neal stepped out looking as clean cut as always, though Peter was sure no one else would notice he could tell his partner had less spring in his step than usual.

June was surprised when her tenet came down in the morning with a seven year old boy in his arms and asked her to watch 'his son'. It wasn't that she was surprised he could have a son, he was definitely the dad type, but her husband Byrne and her never had any children until they settled down because of how they lived in their younger years. It wasn't any sort of life for a child.

However as she saw the way the boy clung to the conman she couldn't deny his request. When she saw the boy's face though there was no doubt in her mind the boy was Neal Caffery's son. Just about everything about the little boy screamed of his father. The only difference she could see at first glance was his hair was a bit dark, and she'd never seen Neal so sad.

She had the boy sit down at the table and started making him cookies as she asked him if he'd want to go out to the park. Damian was still upset when he watched his father leave, he didn't know why he broke down like that; he just really didn't want his dad to leave. It was weird his dad even promised to come back but he just felt like he was going to be alone…

His dad was right about one thing though the black woman, June, his father asked to watch him was really nice. She was even making him cookies! No one had ever made him cookies before, he'd gotten some before but he was sure they were all store brought, this woman, June was actually baking them. She even let him help, so he might even be able to make them himself later if he remembered enough.

"So any particular case we working on today?" Neal asked with his normal smile even though he was still feeling a bit down. He'd probably check in with June later just to see if everything was okay.

"No, I'll look through the case files and find one when we get there." Peter sighed, he usually had one picked out but he'd been so caught off guard yesterday with the whole his partner having a kid thing, he didn't even think about finding a case till late at night and then he'd just been too tired.

"Your kid doesn't like me much, does he?" Peter already knew that Damian didn't but he was more asking why, and Neal knew that. Neal rolled his eyes where he knew Peter couldn't see at calling his son 'kid' again, he hadn't heard Peter say his son's name once.

"Damian, doesn't know very much about you. I'm sure it's nothing to be concerned about, just give him a little time." Neal specifically used his son's name thinking Peter had maybe just forgot it as he tried to reassure his partner nothing was wrong. Honestly if he got up to anything he might have to work it around Dai, the kid was good but he was still a kid and things slipped. Plus plausible deniability wouldn't hurt.

"Right," Peter grunted, "So who was his mom again?" the agent asked innocently. Neal rolled his eyes; Peter was horrible at being sneaky. Really that had to be the most used trick in the book, not that he hadn't recycled some else's work before.

"Nice try Peter, but you don't need to know. It's really not that big of deal anyway." Neal smirked good naturally as Peter snorted his disagreement. Neal Caffery has a kid and his mother's name isn't a 'big deal,' yea right and the con artist's eyes don't sparkle whenever he sees a great work of art.

Luckily for Neal he didn't live far from the FBI building so the interrogation was short. They even got there a few minutes before they needed to. Neal sat down at his desk in the 'bull pen' and Peter went up to his office as usual, but within seconds even though Neal tried to ignore it he could feel several eyes on him.

Apparently nobody had forgotten the little scene yesterday with Damian. Well it wasn't really like he was expecting them to after one day, but that didn't mean he was telling them anything. Neal glanced up to meet a few stares, of course when he did everyone looked away, which was exactly what he wanted. More satisfied that now most the agents had gotten back to their work, minus a few eyes rolling his way every once in a while.

After an hour Peter found a case that looked perfect. A painting had been stolen two days ago from mansion, and apparently it was pretty important because they had a 500,000 insurance policy on it. What got Peter's interest though was that the thief got in and out without ever being seen. They hadn't even known they were robbed until the next morning.

It looked like a great puzzle to solve; how he got in, how he got out, and what he planned to do next. He was sure Neal would approve to, after all anything was better than sitting around all day staring at mortgage fraud cases. Peter put the other files back in the box he'd been looking through and got up to go done and show Neal.

Neal was going through some boring paperwork when he saw his 'partner' come down and brightened up. Peter would probably have a case and he could get out of here. Then he happily listened to what the case was about, but each word Peter said about it made him sink further and further into himself. Finally he was given the file and looked it over himself… and knew for sure he was in trouble.

Luckily for him he had a great poker face, so not a bit of his insecurity shown through for Peter to see. Alexander O'Brian, was the owner of the painting and Neal just knew exactly how this would go if he did nothing. He and Peter would find the idiot that stole the painting, and really he was an idiot for stealing that painting and he probably knew it by now too.

Then Peter would have it checked over to be the real thing, and find out it was a forgery. If Neal was really lucky though Peter won't be able to tell that the forgery was his. He didn't plan to leave it to luck though. He had… acquired the painting Alexander O'Brian now thought was missing but he'd done it six years ago and switched it out with one of his own forgeries.

While the painting itself was a great work of art Neal had mostly done it because of a grudge he had against O'Brian. Which was another problem… the 'victim' would recognize him and they never got along well. Hint's the painting he stole-acquired a few years ago.

"We'll go check it out as soon as I clear it with Hughes." Peter said walking back up the stairs, Neal just smiled and nodded. As soon as Peter was gone though and he was sure no one else was looking his eyes showed panic. This was not going to go well if he didn't think of something… and fast.

AND CUT!

Alright everybody the poll is over for who Damian's mother will be here are the results:

5 voted for an OC

14 voted for Alex

and 2 voted for 'Not Alex'

So even if I took 2 votes off for Alex she would still win by 7 so sorry to the ppl that wanted someone else (I kinda wanted to make an OC too) but to everybody else, Alex is the winner! :D

Maybe if enough ppl want I'll make an alternate version with an OC