Origami by
lionessvalenti Peter, Neal, Elizabeth, PG, ~860 words.
Neal Caffrey had sent Peter a lot of gifts over the years. Most of them seemed completely random (the porcelain Siamese cat, the Roomba), but others were clues. The year's subscription to the salsa of the month club was followed by the theft of a Coronel painting from a museum in Mexico, and Peter couldn't even do anything about it. It had Caffrey's name all over it.
Peter knew when he was being mocked. Elizabeth, however, appreciated the free salsa.
Nap, Interrupted by
thegrrrl2002 Neal/Peter/El, Explicit, ~1000 words.
"Does he always do this?" Neal asks, voice rich with laughter.
"Yup," Elizabeth says. "Every time."
"No, not every time," Peter insists, his eyes still tightly shut.
"Of course, dear." Elizabeth's voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper. "Every time. Seriously.
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