This Is Me Trusting You

"What did you need Neal?" Peter was clearly annoyed that Neal had woken him in the middle of the night with a cryptic phone call about an undetailed emergency.

"We got your call boss," Diana walked in with a yawning Jones following her. "What's up at such an ungodly hour?"

"Neal is going to enlighten us, and if it's anything short of fantastic I'm going home and leaving him at your mercy."

"Oh it's pretty damn fantastic in the worst possible way," Neal felt stressed. "I need a bit of a favor, well two really," he amended.

"We're up at one A.M. Neal we're already doing you a favor," Diana snipped.

"Ok two more," Neal said as the elevator dinged signaling another arrival. "Oh and please don't get mad but Mozzie disabled the security cameras to the elevator and this floor, they come back on in 10 minutes after he's in a secure area. But I needed him to bring in a very nervous person."

"Is that Alex Hunter?" Jones asked.

"I'm leaving," Peter grabbed his jacket. Neal motioned to her coat as Mozzie was escorting her into the dark offices. Alex untied her overcoat and let it fall revealing the source of her most recent misfortune.

"Jones," Peter set his coat back down. "Call bomb squad."

01-02-01

"You brought a bomb into the office!" Hughes was yelling at Neal. "You brought a live bomb into the office after hours AND you didn't call me!"

"Again very sorry," Neal apologized.

"Explain it to me this instant Caffrey."

"You see sir, the bomb is attached to her heartbeat, if it speeds up too much the spark triggers and the bomb detonates. Coming into an FBI office was stressful enough for her without her having to try and handle paranoid FBI agents staring at her like well she's a ticking time bomb."

"Hughes," Peter radioed again.

"What is it Burke?"

"If you could spare Caffrey we'd all appreciate it down here. The girl's beeper has gone off about five times and the little guy isn't that great at calming her down."

"Beeper?" Hughes asked Neal.

"It starts when her heartbeat speeds up, it's a warning signal if you will."

"Fine I'll send him down, but you send him back up when that girl is off," Hughes barked.

"Will do," Peter responded.

Neal twiddled his thumbs when Hughes turned his glare to him. Neal looked at him expectantly and confused. "Well go!" Hughes barked.

"Yes sir, sorry sir," Neal said jumping from his seat and heading down to the basement where the bomb squad was working on the bomb.

01-02-02

"And then remember when we were all running out of the building?" Mozzie was talking.

"Not calming," Alex hissed as the beeper accelerated.

"It's 2001 you and I have just met for the first time after Adler's place. You were wearing a stunning yellow dress, I remember because until that night I had thought of yellow as an unflattering color," Neal's voice was pure dark chocolate as he cooed to Alex. The initial response was the beeper flared at the sound of his voice before dying down all together.

"About time you showed up," Peter hissed from behind explosive safe glass.

"Seriously?" Neal whispered joining him as he watched about half a dozen men poke and prod Alex and occasionally the bomb.

"What?" Peter asked.

"You've set up bomb proof glass barricades and you think that's not going to freak her out a little?"

"She understands," Peter shrugged. "Anyways you said you needed two favors, this is just one."

"Ah yes the other," Neal shifted on his heels. "As I'm sure you know Alex is guilty of some not so great things."

"Neal we've looked the other way before because she helped us but this time, this time we'll have to arrest her," Peter stated what Neal already knew.

"I know," Neal interrupted. "That's where my other favor comes in," Neal pulled out his best charming smile.

"Neal what could you possibly," Peter paused as Neal pulled up his pant leg revealing his anklet. "Oh no, no," Peter said firmly but not so firmly that Neal knew he didn't have a chance. "We already have you we don't need her too. Besides she'd have to have good information and the names of some serious dealers and, no Neal no," Peter restated seeing the smile spread across his face.

"Come on Peter, she has names, she's good for her info and her intel. She'd be a brilliant addition," Neal started his lengthy pitch.

"Neal save it," Peter said knowing what he was about to hear.

"But Peter just hear me out," Neal became more desperate.

"Neal save it, I've already sent in a request to Hughes."

"Peter she'd be a good asset she'd, what?"

"Mozzie gave me the same spiel, he already convinced me Neal. If Hughes okays her and her intel is good then Alex will be out newest white collar agent."

01-02-03

"Ok everyone," the head of the bomb squad spoke. "Hold you're breath it's down to these last two wires." He glanced up at Alex, "Except you it might actually be dangerous for you to hold your breath."

"I get it," Alex said in a flat tone her arms sore from being held out from her body as they worked.

"It's now or never," that familiar little beep quirked up.

"Don't say shit like that," Neal reprimanded. "Look Alex it's ok," he sent a charming smile to her and was surprised to see tears threatening to spill over.

"No it isn't," she whispered. "I have a bomb strapped to my chest. A real live BoMb Neal! I mean I don't think it hit me until just now! It's a bomb! As in one false step and then BOOM!" Her tears had spilled over and her voice was rushed. The beeping was accelerated and Neal was starting to get worried too.

"Alex, hey listen to me, you're ok babe. They're about to get it off."

"It could explode if they cut the wrong wire!"

"But they won't," he was still trying to soothe her. Her heart rate was increasing as her panic rose. The beeping was faster than Neal had heard it before and he had no idea when it was going to blow up.

"Neal I'm petrified that this is going to go wrong!"

"I know Alex but these guys are the best," Neal said breaking eye contact with her to signal to the bomb man to cut the fucking wire already.

"Neal I could die! We could all die!"

"Alex stop freaking out no one is going to die," he said frantically signaling the bomb squad to just make the cut.

"But we could and I could never get to say another word!" she was so freaked out that the beeping almost didn't have any more pauses between beeping and Neal knew they were screwed soon.

"I could die before I get to tell you!"

"Cut the damn wire!" the two screamed simultaneously.

"I have to tell you!"

"Make the cut!"

"I LOVE YOU!"

The scissors closed around the black wire.

01-02-04

AN: he he ya I'm evil that's a pretty dramatic ending for me. I was even on edge just writing it. I've gotta say I'm pretty pleased with it. Any insight on my special code yet? Please read and review Neal and Alex thank you for it.