Evil Woman

Fanfic by: NekoSama (aka Chris)
Category: Angst
Rating: T
Summary: Kate planned everything including the plane explosion, Peter is now after her with help from a friend.
Spoilers: Out of the Box
Warning: Character Death
Standard disclaimer: White Collar and Criminal Minds and all the characters are not mine and are used without permission. I am not getting paid for this.

A/N: Ok, I really dislike Kate, so this fic reflects that. It is also not going to be slash to keep the Neal/Kate shippers off my back. I figured Peter going after Fowler would be fine, but going after Kate for murder/attempted murder especially involving him and Neal wouldn't be allowed so he calls a friend in the BAU to help, since she's clearly a sociopath at this point. Clearly Neal is going to be rather depressed in this and it's going to be a dark fic so be forewarned now.

Peter continued his strangle hold on Neal even as the sirens drew close. He knew Kate couldn't have survived that blast and letting go of his friend now to allow him to search through the fiery wreckage would just make his injuries worse.

He was surprised they were both as intact as they were being so close to the blast. It seemed forever for the emergency vehicles to make their way over to them and by then Neal had gone limp, his sobs tearing into Peter's heart like a knife. Peter hadn't liked Kate, but Neal loved her and he'd been inches away from being happy, to have that stolen away from him.

Peter could only think of one person who would do this. Fowler. He'd given Neal the freedom to take the box, the leave to go, and tried to delay Peter from finding Neal.

'My God, if I'd have been a minute later...' Peter thought bitterly. His best friend would be dead too.

The EMT sedated Neal as they looked over his burns and other injuries and then loaded him into the ambulance.

"He's my partner," Peter told them. He showed them Neal's FBI ID and they nodded and allowed him to ride with Neal.

Peter winced as the vehicle began to move, his adrenaline starting to wear off. He'd dislocated his shoulder holding Neal so tightly, and the blast had also damaged his hearing, a small amount of blood coming from his ear.

While Peter was waiting for El to arrive he ducked out of his room and checked on Neal really quick. Once he was sure Neal was still sedated and as well as he could be, he made his way down the hall.

He just about jumped out of his skin when his cell rang. The number came in 'blocked call' so he figured it had to be Fowler calling to gloat. He grabbed his pen to record the bastard. "Burke..." he growled into the line.

"Hello Peter," a sweet female voice answered.

He almost dropped the phone. "Kate? How? What?"

"Yes, I'm alive. I need to keep this short."

"If you're alive, then who was on the plane?" he whispered.

"Oh yes... that was Alex. She tried to keep the box at first, bad girl. Almost ruined my plans."

"YOUR plans?"

"Of course. You think Agent Fowler planned this? He was my patsy and if you hadn't delayed Neal then he'd have been framed for both our murders. Now he'll just go down for mine."

"You won't get away with this, Kate."

"Of course I will. You see if you tell Neal or anyone else I'll kill his friends, your friends, him and then you. Just let me go."

"I can't do that Kate."

"We'll just see now, won't we?" she laughed and the line went dead.

Peter clicked the recording device off and sighed heavily. He dialed a number and was relieved when the other side picked up.

"Hotchner."

"Hey, Aaron. This is Peter Burke. I need your help."

TBC..

A/N: I will try to update ASAP, with my health issues so bad its not easy. But I'm happy new eps of WC start tommorrow!