So basically, I've gotten quite a few PM's saying that jealous Neal is an awesome Neal. So I'm going to incorporate Max in more to make that happen more but not too much.

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Disclaimer: I don't own White Collar or anything having to do with it. I only own my characters.

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Neal yawned, sitting at his desk as Dani walked in, sipping coffee but she wasn't alone. Max was with her. The tall, blond, bright blue eyed, and very attractive, Irish con-man. To Dani. He was almost as attractive to Neal. Dani said in her head.

Peter walked out of his office the second Max smirked at Neal. Neal clenched his jaw. Peter walked up to Neal's desk, drumming his fingers on it. "Who's he?" Peter asked, seething as he pointed to the man with his arm slung around Dani's shoulder.

As Neal was about to answer he came over. "Top 'o the mornin' to ya, laddies." He said directing it to Peter and Neal.

"I'm Peter." Peter said, shaking the man's hand. "Dani's uncle."

"I'm Max." The Irish man said. "Dani's boyfriend."

Neal sat forward immediately from leaning back in his chair. Choking on the coffee he had taken a drink of, narrowing his eyes at Max. Peter glanced at Neal.

"Uh...How long have you been dating Dani?" Peter asked.

Dani rolled her eyes, starting to laugh, "He's joking. We're friends. He bumped into me yesterday and I spilled coffee all over myself so he bought me another cup and we chatted." Peter nodded, obviously in relief. Neal had a harsh glare set on Max. All Max did was continue to smirk.

Max took his arm off Dani's shoulder. "She's a nice gal, Petey. Neal we need to talk." Max said.

Max walked over to the elevators and waited for him. As Neal stood up, Peter took hold of his arm.

"You know him?"

Neal nodded. "Yeah..."

"Please tell me it isn't in the way I think."

"Well if you're thinking he's a con-man...You're thinking correctly." Neal said, then walked over to the elevators and got into one with Max.

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"Look...Neal, I think Dani's a hot las, so if I were you-" Max started but was cut off by Neal slamming him against the elevator wall.

"Don't touch her. I don't want her involved in your little cons."

Max looked at Neal, pushing Neal off him. "My cons? What about your's, Caffrey?"

"Mine are simple. Your's...They're suicide missions."

"Am I dead yet?" Max asked, a smirk starting to grow on his face.

"No. But you've been shot, kidnapped, choked, tortured, you've been sent to prison, and a whole bunch of other stuff I don't care to mention!"

"So?''

Neal was about to answer, when the elevator's doors opened and they were in the lobby. Max smiled at Neal, stepping out of the elevator and walking out the doors. Neal followed close behind him, as Max glanced at him.

"So, Neal," Max started "I am in the United States this is a free country. I can and I will do what I want."

"Like use Dani as bait for some drug ring that you can pull a scam on?"

"Yeah. Like that. But it doesn't matter. I won't. At least not yet anyway, she has to trust me first."

Max hailed a cab and opened the door. "Look, Neal. She's fair game."

"She isn't some piece of meat, Max."

"Well, to me, she is. I can use her on some jobs...They don't call me the million dollar thief for nothing."

Neal clenched his jaw as Max got into the cab and closed the door. He rolled down the window. "Have a good day, laddie." And he rolled it back up as the cab drove away. Neal walked back up to the building. Getting out his cell phone and dialing Mozzie.

"Moz...We got a problem. A big problem."

"Neal...What is it?"

"Max...He's in New York."

"But the last time he was here..."

"I know Moz. He's here to score..."

"So M.D. Thief will strike again?"

"Moz?"

"Yeah Neal?"

"Where are you?"

"Your place."

"Don't go anywhere...I think I know where he's headed."

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Neal quickly burst into his room, finding Mozzie sitting there, with Max.

"Max." Neal said.

"Hey, lad. I figure since I knew where you lived, I'd drop by. Found Mozzie too." Max stated, gesturing to the nervous looking man in front of him.

"I'll be right back." Mozzie said. He stood up, grabbing Neal's coat sleeve and practically dragging him into the closet.

"He's been interrogating me since he's been here." Moz said quickly.

Neal furrowed his eyebrows. "He has?"

"Yeah. And about things we don't talk about, for instance, Kate, what cons we're pulling or we will be pulling, the FBI following you around like a bunch of lost puppies, oh...And some girl named Dani. He said she'd be the perfect bait for something- I don't trust him."

Neal clenched his jaw. "What about Kate?"

"He asked if you two are still dating..."

"Did you tell him she's dead?"

"No." Moz replied.

"Why not?"

"That isn't mine to tell..."

"Okay...I don't care so much about the con thing but the girl, Dani. She's Peter's niece."

"He has a niece?"

"Yeah." Neal confirmed, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Wait a second...Max said he thinks you like her...Who is she Neal?"

"She's an agent."

"Did he walk into the bureau with her!?" Moz asked.

"Yeah. His arm around her. Peter doesn't like him."

"Neither do I!" Mozzie shot back.

"Well, I don't like him either. But he is here for a reason, Moz."

"Probably to score big."

"Neal," Mozzie started. "What if he's here for you?"

"No...He knows I'm like a dog on a leash for the bureau."

"So? Maybe he needs something from you." Mozzie added.

"Or someone." Neal said quietly.

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"Thanks for stopping bye Max." Neal said, as he started to close the door behind him.

"You aren't thankful." Max said, noticing Neal's urgency to get him out.

"Well sorry for not want another con in my apartment who suddenly drops into New York, trying to find bait." Neal spit out.

Max laughed. "I think honesty doesn't work well with you, bye lad. Bye Moz."

Moz nodded at him. Neal closed the door after Max left. A few minutes later a knock came.

"Neal?" He heard June's voice.

"Come in!" Neal said. The door opened as June walked in, her palm pushing against the door.

"Is that rat coming back here?" She deadpanned.

Neal looked at her. "What?"

"That million dollar thief. Is he coming back here?"

"I thought you liked con men?" Mozzie asked.

"Not him. He makes me uneasy." June replied, holding her hands together. Mozzie nodded.

"Me too."

June and and Mozzie looked at Neal. "What are you gonna do about him?" June asked.

"I think he needs bait..." Neal said. "For some big score he's planning."

June nodded. Mozzie started talking. "And Neal and I think we know, who he is going after..."

"Well, we do know." Neal said, cutting off Moz.

"Who?" June asked.

"Peter's niece."

"How old is she?" June asked.

"Twenty nine."

"How-" She started.

"It's a long story, really for another time." Neal said, standing up and putting on his coat again.

"I have some things to do." He stated, stepping out the door after grabbing his hat. "I'll be back later, bye."

June waved to him as did Mozzie.

"So you think Neal is going to warn Peter's niece?" June asked.

"If not Dani then he's going to warn Peter."

"I hope Max doesn't do it..."

"I think his plan is already in motion."

"What do you mean?"

"When we were talking about everything, Max brought up Dani. And Neal got this look on his face."

"You're saying Max has gotten under Neal's skin?"

"If he hasn't already he's starting too."

"Neal better be careful..." June commented, as she started walking out the door. Mozzie nodded.

"One can only hope..."

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