One telephone call away

[nywcgirl]

Author: NYWCgirl
Fandom: White Collar
Pairing: None
Characters: Neal,  Peter
Warning/genre: friendship, longing
Spoilers: none
Rating: Gen

Author's Notes: Written for runthecon for the prompt “The best laid plans” given to me by birthdaygirl kanarek13 \o/. I tag cookielaura with the prompt “Crystal Clear”.

The full phrase is
"the best laid plans o' mice an' men gang aft agley"

This was written by an ancient Scots Poet, Robert Burns.
"Gang aft agley" means "often get fucked up"

"best laid plans" is an acknowledgement that something has just got fucked up for no apparent reason, or because something inevitable (government, parents, teenage kid, fate, whatever) has acted against it.

Word Count: ~600

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine…
Summary:  The operation was supposed to go without a hitch. Peter would make the deal, saw the take down phrase, piece of cake, right? Then Neal gets a nightly phone call from Peter. This fic is dated pre-series.

Fic can be found on AO3 or LJ.