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Peter

Peter groaned hazel eyes fluttering open it was completely dark in his room what had woken him? Then he heard it beep beep beep he sat up careful not to wake up his wife and grabbed his phone 1 missed call It flashed back at him opening it he frowned why had the hospital called him. He almost jumped out of his skin when the phone lit up loud music feeling the room "Hello?"

"Is this Peter Burke?"

"Yes"

"We have a man here by the name of Neal Caffrey do you know him?"

Peter froze what had Neal done this time? "Sir are you still there?"

"…Y-yes sorry I'm here" Peter frowned .

"Do you know Neal Caffrey?" The doctor or nurse questioned again.

"Yes I know him I am coming right away." Peter hung up and got up out of bed glancing at the clock the neon green numbers shining back at him 3:40 A.M.

Walking over to his dresser he pulled out jeans and a red t-shirt putting them on he grabbed his tennis shoes laying next to his bed toeing them on he walked downstairs grabbing the keys. He started to the hospital praying that Neal was okay.

Neal

Neal walked down the sidewalk not noticing the two men following him. He was almost to June's place when he was grabbed from behind "Hey!" he shouted struggling to get out of the mans grip and failing horribly.

He was pushed into an ally tripping he fell head slamming into the ground he forced himself to stay awake getting up as fast as he could and ran not making it very far he was grabbed again his whole body getting slammed into the wall a groan escaped his lips as he was let go and slid down the wall not daring to move "Now that we got that out of the way we can have are fun" yellow teeth smiled at him and he shivered

"Fuck you!" Neal gasped out

"Al!"

A big burly man walked up to Neal "Night pretty boy!"

That was the last thing Neal heard before the darkness took him

Peter

Peter walked into he hospital squinting his eyes to the white light walking over to the secretary "I am here for Neal Caffrey." The brown haired women glanced at him

"Down the hall and to the right first door on the left."

Peter all but ran to Neal's room his eyes widened Neal was deathly pale a bandage wrapped around his head tubes sticking out every where "Neal what happened to you." Peter sighed softly he knew he should have taken Neal to June's but Neal had refused to let him take him home.

A groan sounded through the room it had been about two hours since Peter had arrived and it was now 5:00 A.M. "Neal?"

Another groan Peter hit the nurse button and someone immediately ran into the room "what's wrong sir?"

"Neal woke up"

"And still is awake!" A groggy voice interrupted the conversation

"NEAL!" Peter cried

"WHAT!" Neal smirked it was amazing how Neal could still joke even when he was hurt.

"Ouch! Hey you could've warned me" Neal said glaring at the nurse who had just taken out his iv.

"You can go know sir…but your on bed rest for about two days."

Peter helped Neal out of the car when they arrived at the Burke house "Peter I don't need help" Neal said pulling his out of Peters grip with out hurting himself he started to walk

"Shit!" Neal cried when he almost fell Peter reached out grabbing the con artist by the back of his shirt lifting him up so he was cradled like a baby Peter carried Neal into the house.

Laying Neal down he peered into the baby blue eyes "Never do that to me again Neal if I ever lost you or El I would probably die with you."

"I promise I will never walk home alone again" Neal smiled

"Good" Peter said slipping behind Neal he closed his eyes and fell asleep Neal not far behind him.