This is my first fanfic ever and I'm not sure if I should continue or not. Please let me know what you think.
Peter was moving forward on instinct only all he knew was the plane had exploded and his friend was headed straight for the fireball that was burning merrily on the tarmac. Peter wrapped his arms around Neil stopping him from running into the flames.
"NO! NO! " The younger man was fighting wildly in the suspended FBI agents arms.
"Stay here stay back. Neil, Neil she gone, she's gone." Peter felt the younger mans go out from under him and helped to slow his descent to the ground.
'Ok think Burke. Someone just blew up the plane with Kate the plane that…'
"Oh God Neil." 'Someone wanted Neil dead too.' "Come on Caffery we have to go."
The con man had gone quite and still in Peter's arms.
"Neil, we have to move you were supposed to be on that plane."
"I should have been." Neil's voice was completely lifeless.
"We have to move now." Hearing the sound of sirens headed their way Peter grabbed Neil's arm and started pulling him towards the hanger and the entrance he'd used to get in.
Without warning Neil suddenly wrenched his arm out of Peters grasp and sprinted for the landing strip.
"Damn it, Neil," Peter said, before giving chase. Neil was close enough that both men could feel the heat from the burning plane on their skin before Peter tackled him.
The younger man bucked trying to dislodge the older one from his back.
Neil's legs were coming up and repeatedly kicking Peter in the back. Peter moved down to where he was sitting on Neil's legs.
"Neil, I know you're having a hard time focusing right now but I need you to try and listen to me. Whoever blew up that plane wanted you dead too you can't stay here. We have to make them think they succeeded until we can figure out what to do."
"Just let me go, let me go and I'll be out of your hair forever," Neil begged.
"I don't want you out of my hair not like this and besides El would never forgive me. For some strange reason she likes you," Burke said, hoping to ease the tension a little.
With one hand still tightly gripping Neil's shoulder Peter started to stand and then grabbed the other mans forearm and pulled him to his feet with him.
"If you try to run again I'll knock you out."
"Get it the car."
"No."
"Neil" With an angry glare Neil slid into the passenger side of the car.
They had been driving in silence for a few minutes before Neil spoke.
"I hate you."
"I know," Peter said, with a sigh.
"This is all your fault I was supposed to be on that plane with Kate. You shouldn't have been there; I should have died with her."
"You're right whoever planned this didn't count on me showing up." Peter's train of thought was interrupted by the ringing of his phone.
"Burke"
"It's Jones, Peter I have some bad news."