Neal sips at the coffee Diana had brought him and everyone else who was going to be in the room, knowing she had to be feeling sorry for him to bring him coffee - especially coffee from outside the office. Even more so as he hadn't even had coffee since before everything happened. He watched Peter and Diana finish setting up the equipment. At the last minute, plans had been changed to do the statement at the office.

"Are you ready or do you need a few more minutes?" asked Peter, sitting down to the left of him at a table. It would leave Diana to sit to the right and neither would have to be looking Neal right in the face. The camera would be catching that angle anyways and he was trying to make it the easiest possible on Neal.

"Let's just do this." said Neal with a sigh.

"Okay." said Diana, having already agreed to lead the questions. "Let's start off with your full name for the record."

"Neal George Caffrey." said Neal, perfunctory.

"Your age at the time of this interview?" asked Diana.

"32 years old." answered Neal. Peter couldn't help but ask himself if it was true, but he didn't think even Neal would lie during this. At least the age Neal stated is what matched the files the FBI had on him.

"So why don't you just state what happened?" said Diana. "Start at the beginning. If I have questions, I'll ask them at the end. Sound good?" Peter nodded in agreement at Neal.

"I was walking home from the office. I was almost to June's when I got jumped. I had a hood or something thrown over my head and I was pulled back into what I believe was a van. I was then tased." said Neal starting the story. "Next thing I knew I woke up in some sort of basement." He stopped to sip some water and regain some composure. Peter could remember that day - he had gotten angry with Neal about pushing for an extension to his radius to go to a museum outside his radius and they had bickered and he had told Neal to walk home. He doubted he would ever stop feeling guilty about that.

"I am not sure how long I was held there honestly. I want to think a couple days considering they delivered a bit of food and water. Then I was moved again." Neal continued with the story. "At the next location I was told to make some forgeries. I tried to hide my initials in a few and I guess they were looking for them as I was knocked out by one of the guys and that's when I woke up in the basement Peter found me in." Neal paused again to sip the coffee and then a sip out of the glass of water in front of him. Both Diana and Peter could see Neal's hands tremble, but they both chose to ignore it since Neal hated people seeing him without his typical mask.

"I was there awhile before Keetes showed up, possibly days with the same routine as before." said Neal. "After Keetes showed up, he made it well known while he was there - to take out a rat and a snitch like me. I had recently tried to escape before the last move, so I got paid back with a beating and him being sure to break enough bones to keep me from even trying to escape again." Neal could feel his eyes watering up from the memory, but pushed the pain back to continue. "He said he was going to make the process as painful as possible. Again I was left alone for a couple days, this time with no food or water. You...Peter...found me before he returned. That's all of it."

Both Peter and Diana both found it hard to keep up composure after hearing the story. Diana swallowed hard before asking. "You were able to sketch two of them in the hospital. They didn't wear masks?"

"No, not at any point after I woke up the first time." said Neal, quietly. "I took it then as I wouldn't be leaving alive if they could help it."

Diana continued on with a few more questions, Neal growing less responsive. Peter finally waved at Diana, who nodded. "I think we got enough. Thank you Neal." She shuts off the recording equipment. "You and Peter can go now, if you want."

"Thanks Diana." said Peter to Diana when Neal didn't respond and she left the room with the equipment after packing it up. "Hey Neal, let's go home." Neal only nodded at Peter and they quietly walked out of the building and back to the car.