Warning: Dark content

Thanks so much to all my readers. I have gotten enough PM's and reviews requesting my Neal and Keller story that I am going to post it. I will send it personally to those who asked for it but I will also post it. See how it goes.

Diary of a CajoleMan

Joseph sits up and starts to struggle with the final straps on his ankles. I sigh," Calm down and focas, Joseph." He nods and finally gets loose. He glances at me," Get the gun." I say. He nods and picks up the gun. There were no bullets in it so he goes for Jerry's gun at his waist. Also bulletless. I grin even though none of this is funny.

"What?" He asks.

"He was never going to shoot either of us. stand in the door's blind spot with your biggest knife and when he comes in take him down. Hurt him so he can't follow you then run for it. Just run." I command.

"What about you?" He mutters.

"Cliche but thank you. I'll be fine. He won't kill me. " Joseph nods and when he looks away I let my confidence waver for just a millisecond. Keller might not kill me but he will hurt me. Bad. He has already promised that.

The door creaks open and joseph lunges forward and stabs Keller in the arm. Instead of grabbing his injured arm, like anormal person, Keller grabs Joseph by the wrist and pulls him back into the room. Joseph stumbles back, giving Keller just enough time to pull the knife from his arm and stab Joseph. Ii see it's in the upper body but I can't tell where. Joseph stumbles to his right and falls. Unable to use his right hand he falls loudly to the floor.

Keller pulls the knife out and blood soaks Joseph's shirt as he gasps. Keller turns to me," Neal Caffrey! Where are the paintings!"

"He's going to die!" I shout.

"Then tell me where the paintings are! I'll call 911 as soon as I hear where they are." He grins in triumph and I start to cry. He looks at me then to Joseph," You really don't know where they are..."

He suddenly leaps at me and hold the knife to my chest, looking at Joseph," Where are my paintings?" He asks, desperate. I see Joseph thinking.

"We d-d-don't know." He gasps. Keller angrily drags the knife over my chest from the right to the left and I try not to scream. Joseph's eyes start to shift around then he settles on me then Keller," If you kill either of us then you'll never know. Call 911, i'll tell you where they are, then leave. Dissapear. I will never reveal where the paintings are to the FBI. "

"Really?" Keller grins," How do I know you're not making this up?" Joseph reaches in his back pocket and pulls out a small folded piece of paper. Keller moves over and takes it and unfolds it, eyes widening," Why would you fold this?" He asks then gasps. Joseph pulls the knife out of Keller's acheleas tendon as he collapses to the floor, trying to stop the bleeding.

"G-g-give m-me your phone!" He commands of Keller. Keller's eyes burn and he moves toward Joseph who points the knife threateningly at his chest. Keller throws him the phone and Joseph dials, and waits," Hello, Agent B-burke. GPs this phone. Come find us. Bring some ambulences. Dad's hurt and Keller is pretty bad off... yeah, I'm hurt a bit too. P-please hurry. Yeah. Do I have to talk or can I just leave the line open, please." He turns on speaker phone and slides the phone over to me.

"Peter?" I croak.

"Yes, I'm here Neal. They are GPSing you now. How bad are the injuries?" He says.

"Joseph is bleeding heavily and Keller is injured." I say, assesing the extent of the injuries," He's stopped the bleeding but Joseph hasn't." I notice Joesph is slumped lower to the ground and closed his eyes," Joseph. Buddy. You have to stay awake!" His eyes flutter then close again. Keller reaches over and slaps him," Hey!" I scream. He glares at me as Joseph sits up a little and his eyes stay partly open.

"Alright, next time I'll let him die." Keller hisses," Wake up!" He shouts and grabs Joseph's injured hand. Joseph hisses and sits up further, trying to stay awake.

"Neal, ambulance en route now. We're coming! " Peter said.

"Keller, can you come over and untie me so I can stop his bleeding?" I ask. He looks at Joseph then pulls himself over to me.

"When I get back out of jail, I will kill you." He whispers when he is close enough then he cuts my bonds. I almost shove him over in attempt to get to Joseph. I get behind him and pull him close to my chest, holding the wound with both my hands, pressing him close.

"One of these days I'll save you." Joseph promises, smiling.

"I'm going to hold you to that." I say, tears streaming down my face. Joseph's takes a deep shuddering breath and closes his eyes. I see him squeezeing his eyes shut in pain," don't go to sleep." I whisper.

"I'm not." He mumbles. Suddenly there are two more hands applying pressure to my hands. I look up into Keller's eyes.

"He's the only one who knows where the pantings are." Keller explains. I nod and look down. The blood has slowed but is still leaking between my fingers and out from under Keller's hands.

"It's ok, Joseph." I whisper.

"N' i's no' . " Joseph tries to communicate. I hear sounds in the distance.

"Back here! Peter!" I shout, my voice nearly hoarse from the lump in my throat.

"Neal! Joseph!" I hear Peter's voice but I feel Joseph's chest go still.

"Joseph. Joseph! JOSEPH! STAY AWAKE! COME ON!"I start to scream. I'm not sure when the paramedics come in and take Keller or pry Joseph from my arms. Peter holds me on the ground as I try to run after Joseph when they take him. I shout and fight but Peter holds me. Feels like loseing Kate all over again and another part of me leaves with Joseph. If he dies then I will never gain that back and I scream until I can't anymore. I don't remember being taken to the hospital but I do remember being given the sedative and falling asleep, holding Peter's hand.

"Neal, it's alright. It's alright. Calm down. It's ok. I'm here. It'll be alright." He says as I fade into blackness and fall asleep under the heavy drugs, feeling the loss I hope won't be true when I wake up.

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