Chap 4, sorry for the short chap, had to get you something...please note I did a small re-write on chap 1-3, sorry this chap is so short and that it took so long for me to get back with you. Thanks for following.

I need a beta….just FYI….hint hint.

He woke up choking, barely able to breath; he wasn't sure how long he had been out. His chest hurt, he felt like he had just had the wind knocked out of him, breathing was hard, it hurt with each attempt. He was suddenly hit with a coughing fit, pulling his hand over his mouth, trying to conceal the fact that he was awake. It took all of his strength to get it under control, he felt like he was about to pass out again. As his vision was fading, he noticed that his hand was covered in blood. And he knew that coughing up blood wasn't a good sign, he had to get up, and try to escape, but as soon as he stood up, he felt the darkness pull him back under.

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Back at the house, Neal and Mozzie quickly left; and she hoped for the best. Elizabeth knew that on this, she could trust them to do all they could to bring her husband back to her.

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An afternoon of planning quickly turned in to a full day, then two. Elizabeth was going stir crazy. The waiting and not knowing was the worse. Since Neal and Mozzie left her back patio, she hadn't seen them at all. She was on the verge of completely breaking down when Neal and Mozzie suddenly showed up supporting a look of victory.

"It took some convincing, but the FBI set up a fake exchange on the bonds. Mozzie and I were able to recreate a few of the bonds."

"Wait, I thought you said they couldn't be forged?"

"They can't, but if you're in the rush of a heist, who can tell, they'll have to sit down with an expert to know that the bonds are forged."

"So what, you let them take the bonds, in hopes that they lead you back to Peter."

"That's the plan."

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When he woke, for brief moment he felt at ease thinking he was still in bed with Elizabeth, as she was softly running her fingers through his hair humming softly to him while he woke up from a bad nightmare. Then suddenly the pain, the agony of trying to catch his breath brought him back to reality.

"Well good morning my love…. I was beginning to think you were just going to sleep your life away."

Trying to talk, you could hear a bad wheezing, as he fought for air... "Ple…ase…I…..nee…d…r…"

"Now Shhh…you'll be ok, my brother said so, he said he was going to take care of you. Of us…. later today when he gets back from killing your friend."

"nn…oooo, ha..vvvve to leave no…w"

"What a wonderful Idea, we'll leave immediately! " He tried to hold on longer, protest as she was telling him. "First we have to stop by your old house, get your pass port, and then you can finally tell Elizabeth you're leaving her for good."

"No…..n…ot El..iza….beth." is all he could say before he passed out.

He felt his self being dragged and pushed around, with each movement he was getting less and less air. Breathing became harder by the minute. When woke up the second time his face was planted up against a car window, opening his eyes, he tried to jolt himself wake when he saw where he was, when saw that he was just feet from his front with Lavina nowhere in sight.