Title: Address on File, Part Eight
Prompt: #8, Interrogation
Characters: Neal and Peter
Word count: 300
Summary: Neal has a few questions for Peter.
Notes: Written for White Collar 100 Community; part of my My Old Man verse, which explores the father-son aspect of the relationship between Peter and Neal.
LINK TO PART ONE
Peter tore his eyes off the game and turned to the other side of the couch, where Neal was lounging with his sketchbook. He recognized Neal’s tone. It didn’t bode well for him.
Neal grinned. “Stop looking like I’m about to interrogate you.”
“It’s either that or you’re going to order me upstairs.“
He glanced at the clock. “I’ll give you another half hour before I send you to bed.”
“Generous of you.”
“Peter, you were shot. You‘re supposed to be resting. Besides, if you‘re not upstairs before Elizabeth gets home we’ll both be in trouble.”
“Fine. Half an hour. Now what do you want to ask?”
“Relax. I just want to know what you would have done under certain circumstances. If you had raised me, I mean.”
Peter made a face. He knew what was coming; Neal had been badgering him for days. What if he’d been caught shoplifting? What if he’d conned his way into straight A’s? What if he’d conned other kids out of their allowances?
He ran his fingers though his hair. “Neal, I don’t know what kind of Dad I would have made. I don’t know what shenanigans I would have let you get away with. I might have spoiled you rotten. I might have been too hard on you. I’d like to think that you wouldn’t have chosen to become a con artist, but--”
“Stop,” Neal repeated, smiling. “I know exactly what kind of Dad you would have made. And, ah, I don’t think I would have made the same life choices.”
“I‘m just curious about the specifics.”
Peter managed an answering smile. “Re-imagining your childhood?”
“Something like that.” He paused to nod at the TV. “Enjoy your game. You only have twenty minutes before bedtime.”