"Very clever," Neal said to Pierce, annoyed at the construction workers with hero complexes walking menacingly over to him.
"I work with what I've got." With that she ran away screaming bloody murder, and left Neal with four angry men much bigger than him.
"Whoa, hey! There's been a misunderstanding here guys! She's crazy!" Neal was panicking a little as the men began grabbing at him. They were aiming for clear patches of douchebag to attack and were about to punch him to death when Peter came to the rescue.
"FBI! Let him go!" Peter ran over flashing his badge. "Let him go," he needed to catch his breath.
"He was attacking a woman," one of the workers started to explain, but Peter cut him off.
"Okay, I'll take it from here."
"Thanks. Thank you so much for that, thanks," Neal was stammering sarcastically at the workers, breathing fast from the adrenaline.
"Lauren, got Neal. Pierce disappeared into the crowd." Peter hung up with Agent Cruz and quickly scanned the area.
"You see where she went?"
Neal stared at Peter in disbelief. Honestly, you really know how to make someone feel better Peter. "No, I was a little preoccupied with the guys closing in to kill me. Cuttin' it a little close there huh?!"
"Yeah we weren't expecting your girlfriend there to show up."
Neal looked confused.
"I know about Alex!" Peter tried to keep a tear that was threatening to expose his cover in his right eye.
Neal looked at Peter, disappointed that he didn't trust him enough to not pry into his or his friend's lives.
They began walking back together, but they kept more distance between them than they ever had together.
"She disappeared again. What the hell happened back there Neal? What was your fence doing walking in the middle of our operation?"
"What were you doing pulling her prints? What? I welcome you into my home and you run a file on my friend?! You can't trust me. After everything," Neal was pissed. Pissed that the man he cares so much about could be so callous.
"You tell me! I know you're looking for the music box. Maybe you're looking to pawn the jade too!" Peter was mad that Neal couldn't understand how hurt he was that Neal didn't trust him enough to tell him about Alex, about the fact that he didn't have the music box, and that he was searching for it this whole time without him.
"You let Pierce walk because you're playing your own angle."
"There were three of them Peter…" Neal tried to remain calm, but Peter could be so thick at times.
"You shouldn't have let her go!"
Neal thought he noticed a strange desperation in Peter's eye, and it made him uncomfortable. "Okay, you think what you wanna think. I'll walk from here."
"Where are you going?!" Peter didn't want to deal with this right now.
"Home, something you don't have right now!" Neal knew that remark would sting. Good I want him to feel as much pain as he's making me feel. "If you don't trust me you can check my anklet!"
"I will!" Peter didn't know how to stop Neal. It was painful watching his partner so angry and hurt, and all Peter could do about it was retaliate with anger of his own.
"Do it." With that Neal walked away, leaving a frustrated Peter finally let the tear fall.