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12 November 2012 @ 07:07 pm

Author: Theatregirl7299
Title: Chrysalis
Word Count: 500
Rating: G
Spoilers: Forging Bonds

A/N: My Round 5 Entry for LAS


Peter Burke had no idea when he stepped off the elevator onto the 21st floor that his life was about to irrevocably change. It was another typical day in the White Collar Division. Mortgage fraud cases, insurance scams, with the occasional art theft thrown in for flavor. Most agents found the routine cases insufferably boring but Peter had to admit he enjoyed them. They appealed to his sense of order. Just like a math equation or a puzzle, you added up the steps and followed the clues to the end result. His mentor, Phil Kramer, nicknamed him The Archeologist because like a dog with a missing bone, he never stopped digging until he found the answer.

He dropped his briefcase by his desk and grabbed his mug to get a cup of coffee. Thankfully someone had already made a pot. It was a running joke in the office that Peter was the smartest man in the room but couldn’t make coffee to save his life. He greeted several of the other agents and headed up to the conference room for the morning meeting.

Two hours and eight Medicaid scams later, Hughes let them go with their assignments. Peter got a bank fraud and an intellectual properties theft to add to his list. As he returned to his desk, he looked at the stack of files in his IN box. Almost a foot high, they threatened to topple over like the leaning tower of Pisa. His closure rate was the highest in the division, but the pile never seemed to get smaller, no matter what he did. Sighing, he sat down and started thumbing through the folders.

Lunch came and went as Peter waded through the work on his desk. Chinese takeout fought a losing battle with investment scams and embezzlement schemes. Shifting his shoulders to ease the tension, he reached for the fortune cookie that came with the food. Cracking it open, he read the fortune inside and chuckled.

Destiny will come from unforeseen moments.

He folded it up and placed it in his wallet.

About that time Pinson walked by and tossed a folder on top of his files. “Here’s another one for you, Peter.”

To this day Peter couldn’t say why that file folder felt different when he touched it. He just knew that the world seemed to shift on its axis for a split second the minute he opened it.

“Stop hoarding all the new cases, Burke,” said Newton.

Peter laughed. “Bond forgery sent over from NYPD. Two phony Atlantic Incorporated bonds in six months. You want it?”

“Two in half a year?”

“Mmmhmm….Atlantics have never been forged….”

“I’ll pass.”

“Alright.” Peter flipped the information sheet back and saw the bond. “Wow, this is quality work.”

“So’s my kid’s drawing on the frig. He’s all yours.”

“Ok….I think this guy has a future…”

He studied the bond, admiring the intricacy of the forgery. His finger caressed it like a lover.

“Bonds,” he said to himself. “…James Bonds…”

daria234daria234 on November 13th, 2012 08:07 am (UTC)
Ooh I like this, especially how we can see even at this earliest stage in their relationship there is fascination.
theatregirl7299theatregirl7299 on November 13th, 2012 02:58 pm (UTC)
Glad you liked it.
lov_pb on November 24th, 2012 09:10 pm (UTC)
Peter's life certainly did change. He could never have foreseen the ramifications. Red letter day for both him and Neal Caffrey!
Great entry.