AN: Written for the Discord server monthly prompt "Oh Look! My will to live ... it's gone"
Stop Losing Neal!
"You can't keep doing this suit!"
"What? Saving his scrawny ass!" Peter glowered. "I need saving from the ulcer you two are giving me!"
"You're not the victim Suit! Neal is! You're tracking incompetence nearly cost him his life!"
"He was undercover! The tracker would have endangered his life!" Thrusting his finger at Neal, "and he deliberately broke the watch!"
Taking a large syringe from his pocket, Mozzie stated "I have a solution – microchip."
Peter smiled at Mozzie, "Hip, shoulder, nape?"
Dropping his head to bang it on the table, Neal mumbled, "Oh look! My will to live…it's gone."
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