Author's note: A new fanfic, and if you know of my other ones...my loki one will have a chapter soon! You can also join me on ! I'm warmbloodgirl52

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Chapter 1

NPOV

Neal walked into the office, to see every staring at him. Peter walked past him, giving him the look that means "Lets go." Neal, confused, turned around and followed him.

"Peter, what's wrong?" he asked.

"Siegel is dead." Peter replied, his voice emotionless.

"Dead?" Neal gasped.

"Yes."

Neal didn't speak as they drove to the spot of their next case. When they arrived, Neal hurried out of the car. He stood there, in complete shock as he looked at Siegel's dead body. The bullet wound right in the man's heart. Peter sighed and started talking to the other agents. Trying to figure out what they found so far. Neal only stood there, his face pale, and his eyes blank. He had a feeling his gut, that Hagen did this.

When Peter finished talking to the others, he turned to Neal. "Neal, do you know who did this?" he asked.

"No.." Neal whispered.

Peter frowned, feeling that just looking at the body was enough for Neal. "Come on, they're still searching for clues. Lets go." he said, grabbed Neal towards the car.

Neal followed, not saying a word.

~Next day~

Neal knocked on Peter's door. Knowing, he would have to tell him some time. Peter answered, shocked to see his old CI standing there. Neal wasn't smiling though, he looked nervous and scared. Peter didn't say a word as he invited him in. Neal sat down on the couch in their family room. Peter, sitting on the chair across from him.

"So, what brings you here?" Peter asked.

"Where's El?" Neal asked, curiously.

"Out with friends." Peter replied.

Neal nodded, "Um...I think I know who killed Siegel." he said.

"Really? That's great! Who?"

Neal swallowed. "Hagen."

"Hagen? Why would he kill him?"

"Because...I made a mistake...Siegel followed me...I didn't know he was...Hagen probably saw him and when I left, he shot him."

Peter's eyes were shinning with confusion and anger. "Neal, what mistake?"

"I-I...destroyed all the evidence against Hagen and stole a chapter of the book from the museum. I took Rebecca's ID and used it...I...caused Siegel's death."

Peter just stared at Neal, shock and rage written all over his face like a storybook. He stood up and started to pace. He rubbed the bridge of his nose. He then turned and glared straight at Neal.

"You caused Siegel's death! Neal, what the hell were you thinking? Sure, you didn't kill him and had no idea he was following you, but you stole from a museum. Destroyed evidence against a criminal, for what? You conned all of us! Which caused an innocent man's death!" Peter yelled.

"I didn't mean to! Peter, you won't understand!" Neal argued.

"I probably won't! I'll never understand your stupid ways! You'll end up getting every agent who works with you killed, if you don't stop acting like an idiot!"

Neal's eyes were filled with hurt, but Peter was blinded by rage. Neal stood up, "Peter, please. I never meant to hurt someone! Or get someone killed!"

"Then why on earth, are you listening to Hagen!" Peter snarled, his eyes blazing with rage.

Neal only stood there. "God, Neal. You're such an idiot! You do to many stupid things!" Peter growled.

Neal clenched his jaw and grabbed Peter's shoulder to turn him around, but Peter turned around and punched Neal. Neal fell to the ground with a bruised jaw and cheek and bleeding nose and lip. Peter was shocked by what he did and went to help the ex con up. Neal shoved him away and stood up, his eyes tearing up.

"I did it at first to the charges against you dropped...he then video taped us stealing the coins for him and blackmailed me into doing other crimes for him. That's why, Agent Burke." Neal snarled back.

Peter was shocked by Neal calling him Agent Burke. Neal didn't let Peter say anything as he ran out of the house. Slamming the door behind him.

"What did I just do?" Peter wondered aloud.

Neal walked down the block, forcing the tears back. As he walked, a small black SUV followed closely behind. Neal didn't see it until he heard a gun shot and felt pain in his ankle. He fell to the ground, wincing and grabbing his ankle. He looked up to see Hagen smiling at him.

"I'm much more worse than Keller. Neal." he growled, before knocking Neal out.

~4 hours later~

Neal groaned as he woke up. He opened his eyes to see Hagen smiling at him. "About time you wake up, sleeping beauty. Now, I know how Keller was a cruel man...but I'm more cruel. I will only give your friend, 24 hours to give me a special painting. So I can sell it. Keller and I were in the same business with the Russians. Except, I took money from them and now they want it back. They agreed with me, that if I give them a painting that is worth more than I stole from them...they'll let me live. I'll torture you until I get that painting of course to hurry Peter up." Hagen smiled coldly.

Peter walked into his office, looking for Neal. Mozzie told him that he wasn't at his apartment. And now he wasn't at the office. He had a bad feeling that something happened to Neal. He didn't know what until he got the call.

"Hello?" Peter answered his phone.

"Hello, Peter. I have you friend, Caffrey here." Hagen spoke.

"Hagen, where are you? Where is Neal?"

"Right here, not safe and sound of course."

To prove his point, Hagen stomped on Neal's ankle. Peter heard a pained scream from Neal. "Dam it, Hagen. What do you want?" Peter snarled.

"200 thousand dollars or a painting worth more than that. How about...the Mona Lisa?" Hagen laughed.

"Fine." Peter answered, a plan already forming in his head.

"You have 24 hours. Every hour, I will injure your precious Neal."

Hagen hung up before Peter could answer. Peter sighed but then got to business. He would need to borrow the Mona Lisa frist.

Author's note: This will probably be a two shot or three shot. We'll see. Review! Thank you! Sorry if Peter is evil in this.