Important: This is Peter's and Reader's pov. I will mark them but I really hope this is the last time I will have to. :P Ughh!

Peter's Pov:

"We were supposed to meet at the wharf." Mozzie said irritated as we walked down a street.

"At Dawn and we waited all night." I said feeling grummy still. I took that Heat suppressment pill but I still don't feel well. It's probably because I took it while I was in heat but at least it is controlling the smell.

"He is the island most wanted and if you read team thefting 101 you would now you would not leave the rondue point."

"First that is not a thing and if you read catching Neal Caffery 101 you know first you start with the girl." I pointed at the waitress.

"Ok. You basically said start with the lover. So where is Neal Caffery, Peter?" Mozzie said smirking.

"Mozzie we are not lovers I was just in heat and he is an alpha that are attracted to that."

"Sure." He said walking across the street. What does that mean? Neal likes woman and was only attracted to me because I was in heat that what I will keep telling myself. I am his handler and friend nothing more. Which is a shame. He was so warm and cozy and snuggle and… STOP!

'Peter stop thinking like this now.' Peter thought 'We are going to talk to the girl and get out of here.'

"Berry what are you doing here?" the girl said.

"Berry?" I said clearly this girl was an alpha. Neal always liked the alphas but Kate was a beta. I think that is the only time when he dated someone besides an alpha so why would he go for an omega like me.

"I thought you left with Neal last night?"

"That was the plan. I take it you saw him."

She looked at me like I was some piece of trash.

"Peter we met yesterday." I said "I'm on Neal's side."

"O yes the in heat omega who stunk up my bar." She said. "Slut" she mumbled.

She really is an alpha and a mean one at that.

"Bitch." I mumbled. She looked at me angered and confused. I don't know how this island works but I am not taking the beating of some asshole.

"Back to Neal." Mozzie said clearing his throat.

She glared at me. "She wanted to meet you both but there was too many people looking for him. So he went to Dobbs."

"Dobbs?" I questioned.

"Protector from the storm. He is probably still there." Mozzie said.

"Will you let me know when you find him?" she asked gently. Yep he slept with this one too. He will never like me. He only likes woman. Keep telling yourself that.

"Sure." Mozzie nodded.

Even though she is a bitch I might as well kind of cheer her up. "One thing I know about Neal he knows how to run." I said. She looked at me confused. Mozzie and I started to make up a plan to get Neal off of this island. And when we do I have to ask him some questions.

Reader's pov.

Neal sat on top of a crate in a mini jail cell. He had hand cuffs on his hands behind his back with a gag in his mouth. Neal started to pick the lock on the hand cuffs with the standing out nail on the crate. Bingo. He got one hand lose. He stood up took out the gag and start walking to one part of the "fake" jail. Making sure that no one was there he started to get the nuts lose on the bars by using the cuffs to help keep the nut lose while he used his had to unscrew them. Every now and then looking behind his shoulder to check for anybody. He went on to the next one. He unscrewed it but it went out of the cell. He tried to get it outstretching his arm but he heard someone coming so he put the gag back and the hand cuffs behind his back to seem he was just sitting there.

"See? Just as we left him." Dobbs said.

"Two more hours Caffery. It's only a short flight to the Canary islands and then home sweet home." Collins said.

He took off the gag and gave Neal some water. Collins loving the sight of making the alpha Neal before begging for water.

"Came for help, Dobbs." Neal said.

"Don't know why you did. I will not hide a fugitive." Dobbs said. Collins walked around the cage to make sure everything was in the right place. You can't be too careful with a criminal.

"I paid you." Neal spat.

"To help establish yourself on the island." Dobbs spoke. "Never said anything about the U.S government."

Neal looked at Collins but went straight back to Dobbs. Collins started to push on the set of bars. "Clack" the set of bars fell to the floor. Collins looking pissed off. Neal tried to save his cover.

"You should get that fixed." Neal said.

"I told you I didn't want him here." Dobbs yelled and growled.

"Caffery, you only had to be good for a couple of hours and as long as you have two good legs you're going to find a way to run" Collins brought out his gun and pushed Neal to a corner of the cell.

Neal put his hands up in a defense mode. "You're a Federal Agent."

"You were in the act of fleeing. You could be armed." Collins said cocky like. He aimed his gun down to right leg. "Bang". He shot into his thigh.

"OHH… GOD..!" Neal yelled. 'Peter was right this bastard is dangerous.' Neal though. The blooding oozing out of the wound.

"No more running." Collin smirked.

Neal kept howling in pain and scowled at Collins. Dobbs stood there and watched.

Peter's pov.

Mozzie and I were on top of a building ledge spying on Dobbs's house and people. And that supressment pill has me still felling like crap. Note to self never take a supressment pill while still in heat.

"Let me guess you didn't get big brother's permission to use the satellite." Mozzie said.

"This trip was not in big brother's favor." I said "You know for a beta you are very annoying." I kept looking around and spying.

"Shut up. Your omega. How is that any better?" Mozzie grumbled.

"Doesn't mean I can't take you out." I smirked. "Looks like they are setting up for a party."

"Dobbs party where he pays all his minions or island officials." Mozzie said. "Look suit I have to ask you something once we get off this island, hypothetically, what are exact intentions with Neal? And by the way if we get him please don't do that touching, gooey, stuff."

"Mozzie. First, I was in heat and two, Neal only likes alpha and beta woman." I blushed. "Anyways let's find Neal and we will deal with rest."

I looked around and tried to find Neal or any sign of him. 'O shit' I spotted Collins instead.

"Moz, 11 o'clock." I tapped Mozzie.

We saw Dobbs and Collins talking about something. Dammit why can't I read lips? But Mozzie amazingly can but we are probably too far away.

"Collins. Dobbs must have handed Neal in." Mozzie sighed.

"How much to pay that guy."

"Not enough apparently."

"Alright but eventually they have to bring Neal out if they want to catch the next flight out."

"That when we make our move."

Mozzie and I started to figure out each component and step. This was probably the only time we will be able to grab Neal so we have to make everything perfect. We got our plan all set. Now all we have to do is wait.

Reader's pov.

The woman cleaned the bullet wound and took it the bullet out. She patching it up and said something about him being lucky that it was the muscle and not any of the arteries.

'Yea I am so lucky I got shot and it was not an artery and you pulling it out with no numbing agent. O no that doesn't hurt at all. Hooray, just fucking hooray.' Neal thought.

"It is going to hurt for the next few weeks but it will heal." She said. "Look away focus on the boats."

"Fine." Neal said. "Esmeralda…, Isabella…, Claudia, Annette…" Dobbs walks in.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm admiring your boats." Neal gave a scornful look to Dobbs. Neal wanted to say a lot more words to the back fucking stabbing asshole alpha but he didn't want to get shot again. The woman was still working on the wound but she ended. After she did Dobbs said:

"Stand up. Collins is waiting for you outside."

Neal looked around trying to not focus on the pain then he noticed a bowl with little goodies in them. Neal though up a plan. He was a con man and he could sneak anything that he wanted.

"Thank you doctor." Neal tried to stand think of what he has to do. "O god." Neal plopped right down back into the seat to pretend he couldn't stand.

"Whoa. Stay off your feet. I mean it." The nurse growled. "No pressure or it will open again."

Neal planned this out perfectly and this was the first step of his plan.

"Well that's going to be tricky. Being that I have to go walk to the car." Neal scowled Dobbs. Dobbs walked over with a pissed off look. The nurse just packed up and not paying attention. Dobbs yanked Neal out of the chair and gripped his arm. Sighing.

"Believe me this is the last time I ask you for help."Neal said.

"Good." Dobbs growled

They began walking towards the door.

"You didn't need to turn me in."

"This isn't a halfway house. You jeopardized me, my home."

"How much did they offer you?"

"I don't need money."

"No, you need the U.S. law enforcement out of your hair. Wonder why?"

"They are looking for you not me."

Dobbs gave another tug to Neal's arm. Neal pretended it hurt his leg and stubbed. He grabbed the thing out of the bowl and put it in his pocket. Neal walked out with a little smirk playing on his lips.

Peter's POV

"There's Neal zipped tied to the dash." I said. You have to be kidding me. They are using zip ties well he couldn't get out of it then.

"And there's Collins. They're hitting the road." Mozzie sighed. "Hey. Are you feeling alright? You look sick."

"Let's put it as this. I will never take a suppressment pill while in heat. Also I don't think it worked." I said sickly.

God it has been hours and that stupid suppressment pill is still making me feel sick to my stomach. It really does suck being an omega.

"Ok." Mozzie said.

"Are you sure this plan will work." I asked. "Will it stop them?"

"Does a wine have tannins?"

Collins took off. Mozzie and I jogged to the car and started it up. We will follow a safe distance behind them. But for all I care about is that it is time to get Neal back.

Reader's POV

Collins stopped the car. There was a big fruit spill and they had to pick it up.

"What the fuck is this?"Collins sweared.

"I don't know I have been stuck in a cell, shot, and tethered to a dashboard." Neal said.

Collin honked his horn trying to get them going and yelling "COME ON."

"You know those mangos aren't going to move themselves." Neal smirked. "I am happy to lend a hand if you'd – Ow." Collins tightens the zip ties even more.

"Don't make me shot you again." Collins got out of the car. "Hey. Move those carts." He yelled. "What is this? Andale!"

A certain someone taps on the car to let Neal know that they are here.

"Excuse me, sir, are you yelling at these children." Mozzie asked.

"Don't you get into it." Collins growled. He didn't like lower on the status to tell him what to do.

"You aren't from here are you?" Mozzie questioned. "Well show some decency and help clean up." Mozzie pushed a box at him.

"Come on, I got a plane to catch." Collins sighed.

"I hope you end up paying this kid for so—sir!" Mozzie said. "Help me with these watermelons."

Peter's POV

The last thing that Mozzie said before he got up and started to scuffle away is "Don't you start making out with Neal in this car."

I blushed deep red. After a couple moments I got out of the car and crouch down and ran to the car Neal was in. I pulled out my pocket knife. I got right by Neal and he seemed to notice me before I knew it.

"What took you so long?" Neal spoke. He just kept looking forward and making sure that Collins didn't see them. I started to cut the zip ties.

"We got caught up in traffic." I said. "We have a car parked a block from here and we're going to have to make it quick."

I didn't feel that sick like I did early when I got to Neal. I actually felt better.

"Yeah but quick may be a problem." Neal said. I looked at him and I saw the shot mark. I felt like the world was crashing around me.

"You were shot." I said worried. "I expected you to be mobile."

I looked at Neal with concern. Neal looked at me for a second then looked forward to see if Collins was coming.

"Well, Collins thought ahead." Neal said. Neal had a blush on the tips of his ears and was clearing trying to hold it down.

Neal looked down then at something. Clearly Collins I guess. Mozzie really knows how to keep people busy.

"Maybe I should call it." I choked up a little.

"What? No. No, I am not going back to prison." Neal pleaded. "Let's go."

"Are you sure you are ok." Peter said.

"Yes." Neal raised one of his hands and put it on my cheek in a caring way. We looked into each other's eyes. He really does have baby blue eyes.

"We should start going." I said blushing like a strawberry.

"Yea." Neal still staring at me.

"So what is the plan?" I said helping Neal up and out of the car.

"The marine. I have access to a yacht." Neal said. "I stole the keys to Dobbs boat. I don't think he'll mind." He said proudly.

Neal grabbed onto the top of the car and pushed himself out with his injured leg stick stretch. I put his arm on my shoulders and grabbed his waist. I practically carried him quickly to the Mozzie's baby blue convertible.

"I have to tell Mozzie. He hates it when you deviate from the plan." I said.

"And he really hates it when I drive his car." He snaps back.

I got Neal in the backseat laying down but with a painful expression and holding his injured leg. I start the car and I drive backwards. I heard Collins in the distance shouting "CAFFERY!" I guess he finally notice that he was gone. I drive to the marine. I got Neal out of the car and dragged him to the porch to figure out which boat was Dobbs's. On the way up to the porch I swear I felt Neal sniff me.

We got to the railing of the building. Neal grasped the railing and slicked his arm off my shoulder to my waist. He yanked me towards him. He pushed my back to the railing and put his arms on either sides of me. He put his uninjured leg between my legs and started to rub my groin. I close my eyes and bite down a moan. He went to my neck and started to sniff.

"You know your scent is very intoxicating." Neal spoke huskily into my ear. My heat suppressment pill must not being working. That's probably why Neal is going all nuts.

"Nea- Neal we have t-to get back t-to the pl-plan." I shuddered trying to get him to stop.

"Don't want to." Neal said. He licked up my neck. I started to get frustrated.

"Neal you only like me right now because of my stupid heat. Now stop." I raise my voice. I tried pushing him back.

Neal stopped and looked at me immediately. He took his leg down. He looked at me with a quizzative look. Then he just stared at me for what seem like hours but just a couple minutes he came closer to my ear and whispered:

"Peter you aren't in heat." Neal purred.

"Wha-." I was interrupted.

"You know if I have to see you two like this often take the decency and tell me or something. Even a sock on a door." Mozzie said. "Also you ditch me. You stole my car. I had to take a taxi. That was not part of the plan. So what the hell happened to you?"

"Hi Mozzie." Neal sighed.

Neal turned me around and just wrapped his arms around my waist. Putting his chin on my shoulder facing Mozzie. I put my hands on his and just rest. I had to process the information about not being in heat and Neal is still going crazy over me. I mean when I was away from Neal I felt sick to my stomach. Doesn't that mean that I am in heat and being around an alpha helps. Man this is too confusing. I have not been in heat for a long time so I don't know the rules anymore.

My thoughts were interrupted when a felt Neal come up to my ear.

"I'll explain, later." Neal said. But before Neal moves back to my shoulder he nibbles on my earlobe a bit.

"Neal, are you listening?" Mozzie yelled.

Neal smirks and goes back to my shoulder.

"I'm sorry. What was that again?" Neal asked.

"Maybe if you didn't keep holding your FBI boy toy then you could listen." Mozzie snapped back.

"Hey." I spoke.

"Never mind that comment just come on. We got to get Neal off of you so—." Mozzie stepped one foot towards me and Neal started growling. Mozzie freaked out and went back a couple of steps.

"Ok." I said trying to break the ice. "Do you know which one is his?"

"Nope." Neal said cocky like.

"Hang on FBI boy toy Neal didn't answer to my question before." Mozzie demanded.

Neal moved his injured leg around me so he could show his shot.

"I got shot." Neal said calmly.

"Oh. Welcome to the club." Mozzie calm down after that.

"It's good to be a member." Neal said.

I looked behind me and gave an amused look and rolled my eyes. These two I will never understand sometimes. Before I turned my head back Neal gave me a peck on the lips.

"Neal!" Mozzie yelled.

"What?" Neal questioned.

"Let's just on with the plan."

"Ok. First we need to find Dobbs boat."

"O, well, the middle one doesn't have deep-sea-fishing mounts, and Dobbs went out last week."

"Scratch the middle that leaves with about a dozen." Peter

I took the binoculars around my neck and started looking around again. Neal soon took them and started looking around but even when he was doing this he still wouldn't get out of the position that he had on me. He looked around then he put the binoculars down.

"The model boats in Dobbs's library—they all had women's names." Neal said.

"Yea. There was Claudia, Annete, Adele…" Mozzie started.

"Esmerelda, Isabella…" Neal continued.

*"Isabella, I can tell- a Esmerelda find Adele- a"* I started to sing in a sing-a-long voice.

"Peter, this is not the time." Neal looked up.

"What?" Mozzie looked confused.

*"Mirabella, so Compella"* I kept singing. I jumped out of Neal's arms. "Was there a Mirabella?"

"Yeah." Neal said trying to get into his position again around me.

"Rob's Fair Ladies." I grabbed both of Neal's cheeks and gave him a kiss. After that I kept jumping around I was so excited.

"Did he get into the rum?" Mozzie asked.

"I don't know but I like the kiss effects." Neal said dreamily.

Then I got serious. I had to make sure.

"These were the names of Dobbs's boats." I said seriously.

"Yeah. How'd you know that?" Neal said snaking around me to get his position back. Neal got back into his position even though I still wanted to keep hoping for joy I was actually missing Neal's warm embrace.

"Who cares? Why did you just defile a nursery rhyme?" Mozzie criticized. Mozzie started pointing a finger at me. Neal noticed this and growled. Mozzie stopped immediately and let it go.

"Forget the boat." I said. "I think I might have a way to get you back to New York."