I'm sooooo sorry for the wait. School caught up with me, then my (other) favorite character from my (other) favorite show died… to be replaced by someone who seems to be a wannabe and I was so upset I had to make up my own ending where he didn't die. (I'm talking about Doctor Who, but I don't know anyone who like both DW and WC besides myself, so basically I'm just ranting.) So what I'm trying to say is sorry.

On a happier note thanks to all who commented, it made me motivated to finish it. Special thanks to Shout in a Whisper and xAngelWhisperx for being my first PMs, and for listening to my rants ^.^

I don't own White Collar so without further ado…part two!

Neal saw Peter come in out of the corner of his eye. He didn't know if Peter had checked his email yet, and was only now thinking about what Peter could/ would do to him once he found out about his little joke. He kept his eyes on the files, if he pretended to be filing maybe he could figure out if Peter had read the stories yet.

Peter saw Neal sneak a glance at him, most likely trying to figure out if he knew. Originally he was going to give Neal hell, force him to do cold cases till he turned blue in the face. But seeing him standing there, pretending like he was the most innocent person in the world gave him another idea… If Neal was going push his buttons he was going to push back…harder.

Peter walked up to Neal, getting directly into his line of sight.

"How are those files going?" Peter asked sweetly, making sure Neal couldn't ignore him.

"Boring," Neal complained, "How was your super secret meeting?"

"Almost as boring a filing actually," Peter smirked. He was cornering Neal; there would be no escape from him.

"Did you know that El never approved of my previous partners? Yet she seems strangely fond of you…"

"Guess it my amazing charm, you better watch out Peter," Neal joked. But he was starting to feel uncomfortable. When did Peter get so close?

"Hmmm, I suppose they weren't as smart as you, still I'm surprised that she is willing to share."

Neal did an inner double-take. Did he really just say that? Peter was really close now, only about a foot away, and while Neal didn't really have a personal bubble, he was concerned that he had no way to escape.

"Yeah, but she did say she only approves if she's included," Peter continued. Neal was officially confused, was Peter actually suggesting… with him… and El…

"What?" Neal yelped, Peter was much to close.

"She like the ones where she was with us, not having to compete with you…" Peter explained slowly, as if to a five year old. "Personally I liked the ones that speculated on how I caught you. The spanking was a bit much though."

Oh shit. Peter knew then and Neal was cornered with no way of escape. Peter had his poker face on, and for once, Neal didn't know what to do. Neal looked around desperately, what was Peter going to do to him?

The tension broke when Peter broke into laughter.

"You should have seen the look on your face," Peter laughed, "you looked like a deer caught in the headlights." Peter backed up and Neal was able to relax, realizing he wasn't going to be attacked.

"Wow Peter, I didn't know you had a sense of humor, I thought you were going to kill me."

"I wanted to see if I could push your buttons since you're always trying to push mine," Peter said. Peter straightened up, and a serious look passed over his face. "I do have a question for you though." Neal looked slightly worried.

"How did you figure out my password?" Neal laughed.

"Oh come on Peter, anyone could figure your password! Talk about unoriginal, wife-dog-birth year, it was incredibly easy. Does El know that you put her in the same league as Satchmo?"

Peter sighed; yup Neal was back to normal. But it was nice to know that he had the ability to push Neal's buttons without threatening to put him back in jail.

"Is that the extent of my punishment?" Neal asked hopefully, "Pushing my buttons for revenge?"

"Well you still need to finish filing those cases, but besides that you're off the hook. Don't think you can get away with that again though, or else I really will have to punish you," Peter threatened.

"What are you going to do, spank me?" And with that Neal laughed and ran out of the room, leaving Peter shaking his head.

I didn't realize it was so short... oh well I hope it wrapped up nicely. Comments? Questions? Prompts? Smiley faces?