"It's a wonder you didn't get a speeding ticket, Boss. You must have been going so fast you could drive through buildings." Jones joked, handing him his vest. He grimaced and accepted his gun from Diana. Hughes was setting up a strike team and Peter announced he was leading it. No debate, he just was going to lead it. They accepted it and Peter ran to an abandoned buildings front door. He kicked it down, ignoring the pain shoot up his leg, and let his adrenaline move him fast up the stairs.
Dekkard was there, holding a knife and gun out. "Dekkard you son-of-a-bitch, where's the antidote?" Peter shouted.
"Maybe you'll never know. You keep with the guns and team that isn't yours and I won't talk." Dekkard threatened. Peter ordered the strike team back down and threw down his gun.
"Where is it?" He asked again.
"Maybe it's in the liquor cabinet." Dekkard said.
"If you're lying, my hands will be the last thing you feel." Peter said and looked in the cabinet. He found a bottle that was some medical drabble with a small written word beneath it: Antidote. Peter saw Dekkard out of the corner of his eye with a steel chair and he barely dodged.
"Too bad you won't get that to him in time." Dekkard said, a huge, malicious smile playing across his features. Rage filled and over flooded Peter and he launched himself at Dekkard, his only thought that this was the man who hurt Neal.
After about two minutes of constant fighting, Peter pulled himself off an unconscious Dekkard. Peter looked down and saw Dekkard's knife embedded into his stomach. Peter limped out, dragging Dekkard and he was surrounded by agents. He ripped the knife out and threw Dekkard to the ground. He smiled when agent tackled him and slapped handcuffs on him. He handed the antidote to Jones and said what it was. Jones promised to race this to the hospital.
Peter allowed himself to be checked out by the paramedics and winced as they injected something into his arm.
"We got him Burke. You got him good." Hughes said as darkness edged his vision and he was surrounded by it.
