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Chap 2: Hello
Peter ran with all of his might to where the gunshot came from. By the time he stopped running he was in a small abandoned square. He looked around with confusion. "this is where it came from," He thought, "I know it!"
Peter looked up just in time to see a piece of paper rip off a nearby door and fluttered by. On instinct, Peter reached out and caught the paper and looked at it quizzically, his lunch started coming up in his throat as he read it. The note read:
Shame on you Agent Burke, leaving your agents and precious pet alone in that van? I hope nothing bad happens to them… I would try to get there quickly if I were you, your agents lives may just count on it! -SR
Peter felt hot as he looked at the initials of the mystery forger. He has gone way to far this time! Thought peter angrily as he sprinted back in the direction of the van.
When Peter got to the van, he saw the door was slightly ajar. Peter drew his sidearm and ran up to the van. Throwing caution to the wind he threw the door open and nearly fainted.
The van was torn apart. Files were strewn across the floor, most of the monitors where smashed in, and chairs were overturned, but this was not the worst part. A ruby glistening liquid was all over the walls and floor. Blood. The word registered frantically in Peter's brain. He only could see the blood painting the walls, and in a large puddle on the floor, as well as the bloodied hand and foot prints smeared across the van.
With shaking hands, Peter fumbled for his cell and pushed in the only number he could think of.
"Hello?" said a female voice.
"Alex…"said Peter fumbling for words .
"Peter to what do I have this displeasure," said Alex in a cold voice.
"Nice to hear from you to," said Peter. "Alex listen this is important. I need you to have Mozzie track my cell and you two to get down here. Now!"
"And why would we do that?" she asked.
"Because I think Neal has been kidnapped and…he may be hurt," Peter said with desperation in his voice.
" We will be there in ten," said Alex as all emotion drained from her voice and she hung up.
Peter was just about to close his phone when another call started to come in. Peter had half a mind not to answer it. His head was getting fuzzy and he didn't feel so good, but he knew it could be important.
" Bur-ke." Said Peter stumbling over his words. He was seriously feeling like he was going to faint now.
"Agent Burke!" yelled the voice of a very angry sounding Hughes. " What the hell is going on! I did not authorize you to cut Caffrey's anklet! What in God's name where you thinking!"
" I-didn't I Neal's anklet….cut? No oh no… no…. he….Diana….Jones…the-re there…..gone," he slurred his mind was numb now and his legs where giving out beneath him.
"Agent Burke? Burke…Peter!" yelled Hughes "God damn it, Peter were coming in!"
Peter couldn't reply as his legs gave out and he tilted toward the pavement, passing out into oblivion"
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"Is he dead?" said a timid voice.
"No Mozzie, people just like to continue to breath when they die." snapped a rather attractive female leaning over the unconscious body of Agent Peter Burke.
"Well he could be-" Mozzie was cut off by the look Alex shot him. "I'll just look around for clues, you stay here." muttered Mozzie
Alex sighed as she placed her purse under Peter's head and her coat on top of him. She scanned the scene that Mozzie and she had found only minutes after she had gotten Peters call. "Neal what have you done this time?" she mused.
"Ugh!" cried Mozzie, "There seems to be some sort of toxin coming out of this thing! He said pointing to the van, "probably what got to Suit!" He swiftly flung the door open revealing the mess inside.
Alex would have vomited at the scene if not for the sound of screeching tires behind them. She reached instinctively for the gun concealed at her side but froze as she saw a swarm of Feds getting out of their vehicles. "Great," she hissed with frustration.
" Hold your position!" came a yell above the confusion. Hughes emerged through the crowd of agents who had all drawn their guns and were pointing them between a frightened looking Mozzie and an extremely pissed off looking Alex. " You two have ten seconds to tell me what you are doing here and what happened before I give them the O.K. to shoot!" he exclaimed.
"We have as much of an idea what went on here as you do," sighed Alex leaning down once again to check Peter's vitals, acting very calm despite all the guns trained on her. "Now tell your trigger happy puppies to put away their toys and we will , Peter needs some medical attention ASAP."
"Lower your weapons!" ordered Hughes As soon as the agents put their guns down Mozzie scampered next to Alex and tried to put on his best poker face. "So Miss. Hunter, Mozzie. Tell me exactly what you know."
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Diana's eyes fluttered open, her head was pounding and her wrists and arms where screaming in pain. She slowly took in her surroundings; she was hanging by her wrist which where zip tied above her to a metal pole in the ceiling, her feet just barely touching the ground. She was hanging in the middle of a small dimly lit room. There was a groan beside her and she suddenly realized that two figures where hanging there. She looked over just in time to see the dazzling blue eyes of Neal.
" Neal!" she exclaimed in surprise. " Are you ok? What happened?"
His eyes wandered around aimlessly for a minute before focusing on her. "You….you fell and then there were mean people, then then I don't remember," Neal slurred, trying to get his thoughts together.
Diana stared at Neal noticing one of his pupils was blown,"Neal can you look at me?" she stammered. As Neal turned his head she gasped as she saw the jagged glass covered cut running down the right side of his face. But this was not the worst. As her eyes traveled down, she saw the gaping hole in his shirt and the steady stream of blood dripping from it on to the floor.
She was about to say something when she heard a voice from the other side of Neal, "what the hell happened," said the voice of Clinton Jones.
"No freaken idea," answered Diana.
Just then the door burst open and a handsome man with bright green eyes and fly away blond hair strode in followed by two goons. "Well, it's nice to see everyone up!" he exclaimed in an all too cheery voice. Then he looked at Neal and frowned. "Well almost everyone," he announced looking Neal, up and down as Neal's eyes continued to wander aimlessly. Quickly, the man punched Neal in the face and he seemed to snap back to reality. "Works every time!" he said with a smirk. Then he spun in a circle and surveyed Diana and Jones.
Slowly he walked up to Diana and stopped poisoning his body centimeters away from hers. "Has anyone ever told you are divine?"he said as he moved in closer, with a smile that she only thought Neal could pull off.
"You're not my type!" growled Diana lashing her foot out at him. As he neatly dodged the blow and laughed.
"Don't think me stupid, I know all about all of you! Diana Barrigan, a lesbian daughter of a diplomat and one hell of a shot. Clinton Jones, you have been with the FBI for quite some time, yes? You also are the point man for Peter Burke in the White Collar Unit. Last, but not least, Neal Caffery. I know things about you that even the FBI doesn't suspect! You could say you where a mentor for me for a very long time!" we will spend lots of quality time! He laughed as Neal gave him a dirty look.
"Last time I checked kidnapping was not anywhere in my repertoire!" Neal hissed his voice full of venom.
"Well," said the man smoothly, "every repertoire has to be improved but where are my manners? I know you, yet you don't know me! My name is Sean Ryker. You probably know me as SR, but enough with this. You have a meeting with a video camera in an hour." He frowned at the agents as he opened the door, then leaned out and grabbed a baseball bat. He handed the bat to one of the goons and said, " They need to be hurt a bit more. This simply won't do!" Sean smiled as he closed the door behind him and yelled, "Have fun!"
Diana cursed under her breath as the bat flew at her. Suddenly her vision blurred and the breath was knocked out of her. The pain from her chest was just too much. Before she could grab her bearings a frist and made contact with her head. Her mind swam and faded. The last thing she heard was an anguished cry from Jones and a scream of "NO!" from Neal.
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