Elizabeth had no idea what she should be doing; she could hear the men yelling to the bank, barking orders. She kept watching; as Peter and Neal would pop their heads up from behind the counter, then Peter would peek around the side always locking his eyes with hers. Elizabeth watched in sock as she saw Neal jump up and pull the fire alarm then take off running across the room. Watching papers jump up into the air around him as he was running. She felt something come up from the ground lightly taping her, she wasn't sure what it was until she noticed she sound of machine guns growing louder and louder around her. She turned her head looking up as one of the gun men was now basically on top of her. She quickly looked back in Peter's direction, in hopes he would have an answer. Her and Peter eyes locked as he peeked back around the corner the last time, She noticed his eyes widen as she felt something pulling her up.

She felt the whole ordeal unfold in slow motion. She kept her eyes fixed on Peter, as he pulled back behind the corner.

He was still crouched down as she saw him take a step out walking-standing up straight at the same time and stepping towards her; she thought she heard him yell F...B...I...

She watched as he turned, stilling walking and trying to stand up straight as he fired towards his left, she cut her eyes to the left watching one of the men fall to the ground. Back to Peter she felt her heart leap out of her chest as the saw his right shoulder jump back while a pink mist filled the air around him. Standing upright still walking towards her in slow motion - he turned pointing his gun towards the right still firing. Looking towards the right she saw another man go down. She was trying to breathe; all she could do was put her hands around the forearm wrapped around her neck as she looked back at Peter, who was stumbling a bit, still trying to walk towards her. She looked in fear as Peter pointed his gun directly at her; she saw a flash from his gun. She felt herself being thrown backwards toward the ground; trying to decide if she was dead or alive she closed her eyes and felt something pull her violently to the side. Opening them; she felt the gently caress of Peter's hand on her face. His big brown eyes were looking down at her. He was lying mostly on top of her as he inched them slowly under a desk. Things suddenly became surreal - she heard the bullets hitting the desk above them. She felt Peter's full weight laying on her as his arms wrapped tightly around her head. She had no idea how long they laid their before she noticed that bullets stopped filling the air around them. Everything was going crazy, she could hear police sirens approaching as Peter slowly slipped off to the side, and setting up a bit asking her is she was hurt. Still trying to catch her breath as he kissed her, she could feel the fear in his kiss. Propping himself-up more, he looked over the desk as NYPD officers with their guns drawn were entering the bank. Dropping his head he looked back down at Elizabeth, breathing hard, cupping her face, she suddenly felt her fear fade as he asked her again if she was alright, kissing her again and telling her loved her. Replying with her own love, she was filled with adrenaline. She stood up as she watched NYPD officers come past her. She turned looking towards the door as she saw Neal get up and start walking in her direction. Taking a few steps towards the door Neal's charming smile faded quickly as he looked at Elizabeth. She felt his eyes walk up and down her, trying to figure out what killed his smile she looked down in horror. She hadn't noticed she was drenched in blood, patting her chest and stomach she turned back in Peter's direction as she was looking at her blood stained hands, she didn't know why she assumed he would have been walking behind her. Stepping back to where she left him. She froze looking down at Peter's lifeless body. Two NYPD officers bent down checking for a pulse, she felt herself scream, trying to run back to him, someone wrapped their arms around her. Pushing herself out of Neal's arms, she ran over to Peter, whipping his own blood across his face as she lightly patted him on his face and stroking his hair. Kissing his forehead, she felt a mixture of tears and screams escape her from her lips as she was looking up at Neal, begging someone to help him. EMT's quickly began working on him while Neal pulled Elizabeth back, trying to give them more room. Elizabeth watched in horror, crying so hard she couldn't catch her breath while she watched one EMT begin CPR. They quickly loaded Peter into the ambulance, refusing to allow anyone ride with them, Elizabeth was shaking so hard, she felt like she was going to be sick as she watched one of the paramedics shocking him as the driver was shutting the door so he could leave for the hospital.