Hey, guys! Sorry for the delay but I moved the past weeks so I've been really busy moving boxes and painting and all that jazz. So here is chapter 4. Enjoy and don't forget to R&R.


"As I got out of the bathroom I realized that Mozzie was there too and he looked like he struck gold.

"Morning, Ariana, Neal, Suit! Guess what I found. Stanfield doesn't know how Neal looks like, that's why he made you kill him and didn't go after him himself. So, a plan formed into my mind. What if we kill Neal Caffrey but it's not Neal Caffrey?"

"You want us to use a random dead body and pass it up as Neal's? It's a good plan but how are we going to get a dead body that has the features required?" I asked trying to think about a way to borrow a dead body.

"I may be able to talk to the morgue but it will take time, two weeks to be exact." Peter said feeling a little bit helpless.

"I got that covered too! Ariana, remember our friend at the morgue, the French one? She agreed to help us and she already found a body about Neal's size and general characteristics. She can have it ready for us in one hour." Mozzie said feeling awfully proud of himself.

"Mozz, you are brilliant, I could really kiss you right now." I said hugging Mozzie.

"Yea, yea, I know, now let go so we can continue with our plan."

"So first I get into the FBI building and pretend to shoot Neal, next we get the body out of the building and into a fake ambulance, I pretend to escape and then we talk to Stanfield and tell him the job is done. The only problems are: 1. How am I going to escape and 2. Stanfield will kill Abigail if he sees any cops." I resumed feeling disappointed that after all this planning we still had some flaws.

"You can parachute from the building with me. It's tall enough and you will be strapped to me so you are safe. And about Stanfield, trust me, he won't see it coming." Neal said laying a reassuring arm around my shoulders and pulling me to him so I could rest my head on his shoulder.

"Great, now that we are clear, it's time for us to put this plan in action. Mozz, call the morgue tell them to bring the body. Neal, Ariana, let's go." Peter said finishing his coffee and putting his coat on.

"Good luck, everybody." Mozz said as we got out the door.

Neal and Peter entered the building 30 minutes before I came in. I threw the gun to the side as I passed the metal detectors and caught it just as I got out. I got into the elevator starting to feel a little bit nervous about all of this. As I reached floor 21 I was ready for it, I got in and saw Neal giving me a reassuring smile as I got out my gun, point it at him and then changing so that I shot into the floor. After that me and Neal headed to the roof, taking the stairs as the fake Neal's body went out the back door and into an even faker ambulance. Next, Neal started strapping me to him not before he gave me a kiss that made my knees go week. When we got on the ledge of the building, I felt my fear of heights kicking in as I tensed against him.

"It's going to be okay, nothing will happen, we are safe." Neal said trying to calm my nerves.

"I know that it's just that I had this fear for years and now I finally confront it. It makes me feel liberated but at the same time it scares me."

"I know but as they say, it's a first time for everything. Are you ready?"

"Let's do this!" I replied just as Neal pushed us of the edge.

The feeling of wind going through my hair, the adrenaline pumping through my veins and the closeness between me and Neal made the experience feel like I was living for the first time in my life. As we got closer to the ground Neal opened the parachute and we glided smoothly to the ground. When we his solid earth, Neal unstrapped the parachute as I untied us.

"This felt amazing, Neal. We should do this again but hopefully in different circumstances." I said, a smile breaking out on my face.

"We certainly will. Now for the second part of our plan, let's go to my place and have a coffee." He said his charming smile in place as he leaned in and kissed me one more time before we both got into a cab and drove off to his place.

When we arrived Mozzie and Peter were already waiting for us and they looked quite panicked as we arrived 15 minutes late. As we got in, Mozz appeared to be releasing a breath that he has been holding for a while.

"So how did it go? Did we succeed?" Peter asked while Mozz eyed us as he saw we were holding hands.

"The first part went smoothly but we won't know we succeeded until we have Stanfield behind bars." I replied letting go of Neal's hand so I could pour myself a cup of coffee.

Just as I was about to take a sip, I heard my phone ring and I fished for it in my purse. As I saw the caller ID I knew Stanfield heard the news. I signalled Peter to turn on the tracker as I answered.

"Hello, Miss Dale, had a nice day? I heard about your little assassination job, maybe you should change you profession. Now, how about I give you your reward, Abi here is anxious to see you. Come today at 6 on Rondo Street and we will make the exchange. Don't forget my little painting. If I see one cop little Abs will be dead before you can blink. Do I make myself clear, my little killer?" Stanfield's creepy voice said as shivers went down my spine.

"Cristal clear, Sir!" I said faking a shaky voice, like I was about to cry.

"Peter, did you get his location?" I asked needing good news.

"Yes, I did. It's a storage room in Queens. So what do we do now?"

"Now we go and get the bastard!" I said as my British accent got thicker.


Sorry it was so short but I am exhausted and in need for some sleep. Hope you liked it and please review. Feedback keeps me going.