Okay this is just a short one shot I wrote a while ago, and found again recently. It made me laugh so I thought I'd share it :)

"It's the best I've ever seen." His old mentor said and something in Peter's mind just clicked.

In that moment there was no doubt in his mind whatsoever that Neal had done it. Despite how impossible it seemed he knew Neal had the treasure, and that the forgery of the Dega was made by the man he was watching from above the bullpen. Maybe it was because when he heard a forgery connected with 'the best' he reactively thought of Neal.

It didn't matter though, he was sure, one hundred percent… he just didn't know how to prove it… or if he wanted to. A small smirk made its way onto his face involuntarily; it was like he'd been challenged to a game. And as much as he wanted to keep Neal out of trouble he felt amused at how his partner could use his brilliant mind and talent.

Somehow Neal had gotten passed every agent in the building switched out the Dega and made it back to where he had been left… in a locked room. What had he been thinking? Since when has a lock and impossible odds ever stopped Neal Caffrey?

At that moment Neal glanced up at him from the bullpen, his blue eyes a light with relief, contentment, and a bit of mischief. As if he could sense Peter's thoughts. Cocky bastard.

AND CUT! Thats it! Hope it brought a little joy to you :D