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White Collar Ficlet - Oxygen (WC100 #12 - TEAM)
Title: Oxygen
Prompt: White Collar 100 - #012 - Team
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elrhiarhodan
Rating: G
Fandom: White Collar
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers:None
Word Count: Exactly 300
Summary: Neal has teammates he can call on too. Continues the Danger Series
This immediately following the first fill for this prompt, The Cavalry Arrives.
THE DANGER SERIES:
TARGET | HUNT | CASE | FILE | BACKGROUND | INTERROGATION | WITNESS | HOME | HOME 2 | FAMILY | FAMILY 2
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The doctors kept Peter on the oxygen for almost another two hours. Neal and Elizabeth took turns sitting with an ever more impatient patient. The Marshals finally left, but Diana stayed until the protective detail arrived. She vetted them carefully, then departed to go brief Hughes.
Peter glared at the team of four agents assigned to watch over him. They were unfazed. He may be Big Bad Peter Burke, but they had a job to do. At least they gave him and his family a little privacy.
Peter frowned and suddenly made a motion that sort of looked like a scribble, and El handed him a notepad and pen.
“Where’s my dog?” He shoved the paper at Neal, and his eyebrows were that of a man not wanting to be made unhappy.
Neal patted Peter on the back and leaned in to keep his voice down. “I put Satch and the box in the Taurus before I went back into the house to get you out. I called Moz, he’ll take the car, the box and the dog to one of his safe houses.”
Peter grabbed the notepad back and scribbled “My car? Mozzie’s driving my car?”
“Yes, Peter. Your car, with your dog and all that data on McGuinness-Humboldt. To a safe place.”
El was quicker on the uptake than Peter, maybe it was the smoke, or the oxygen. “If these people planted something to cause a fire in our house, what would stop them from putting a bomb in your car?”
She leaned into him and all of a sudden, started to shake, the adrenaline rush that kept her going since she got Neal’s text and Diana’s phone call dissipated, and it was all she could do to stay upright. “Our home...they’ve gotten into our home.”
Go to Safe House - WC100 #013 – Unit (1st fill)
Prompt: White Collar 100 - #012 - Team
Author:
elrhiarhodan Rating: G
Fandom: White Collar
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers:None
Word Count: Exactly 300
Summary: Neal has teammates he can call on too. Continues the Danger Series
This immediately following the first fill for this prompt, The Cavalry Arrives.
THE DANGER SERIES:
TARGET | HUNT | CASE | FILE | BACKGROUND | INTERROGATION | WITNESS | HOME | HOME 2 | FAMILY | FAMILY 2
The doctors kept Peter on the oxygen for almost another two hours. Neal and Elizabeth took turns sitting with an ever more impatient patient. The Marshals finally left, but Diana stayed until the protective detail arrived. She vetted them carefully, then departed to go brief Hughes.
Peter glared at the team of four agents assigned to watch over him. They were unfazed. He may be Big Bad Peter Burke, but they had a job to do. At least they gave him and his family a little privacy.
Peter frowned and suddenly made a motion that sort of looked like a scribble, and El handed him a notepad and pen.
“Where’s my dog?” He shoved the paper at Neal, and his eyebrows were that of a man not wanting to be made unhappy.
Neal patted Peter on the back and leaned in to keep his voice down. “I put Satch and the box in the Taurus before I went back into the house to get you out. I called Moz, he’ll take the car, the box and the dog to one of his safe houses.”
Peter grabbed the notepad back and scribbled “My car? Mozzie’s driving my car?”
“Yes, Peter. Your car, with your dog and all that data on McGuinness-Humboldt. To a safe place.”
El was quicker on the uptake than Peter, maybe it was the smoke, or the oxygen. “If these people planted something to cause a fire in our house, what would stop them from putting a bomb in your car?”
She leaned into him and all of a sudden, started to shake, the adrenaline rush that kept her going since she got Neal’s text and Diana’s phone call dissipated, and it was all she could do to stay upright. “Our home...they’ve gotten into our home.”
Go to Safe House - WC100 #013 – Unit (1st fill)