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elrhiarhodanTitle: Old Business
Prompt: White Collar 100 - #024: Silver
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Rating: R
Characters/Pairing: Neal Caffrey, Peter Burke, Elizabeth Burke, Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Fandom: White Collar
Spoilers: None (If you thought this series went of the reservation before, hold on to your hats…the ride’s about to get bumpy)
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly!
Summary: Peter’s past is coming back to haunt him.
Author’s Note: There’s at least ten years missing in Peter’s known mythology…what was he doing between high school and college? Per the diploma on his office wall, he graduated Harvard in 1997, a decade later than he should have if he went right from high school into college.
Set directly after Not Good Enough. Continues the Danger Series. The entire Danger'verse is now up on AO3 as a single story with each entry a single chapter (26 at current count), just in case you want to read the whole thing at once.
THE DANGER SERIES:
TARGET | HUNT | CASE | FILE | BACKGROUND | INTERROGATION | WITNESS | HOME | HOME 2 | FAMILY | FAMILY 2 | TEAM | UNIT | UNIT 2 | PAPER | CLAY | PAINT | INK | CHECK | CASH | CREDIT | LOAN | SAVINGS | GOLD | WIFE |
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It’s funny how things can change between one heartbeat and the next.
As soon as Neal asked him what he knew about the Czech munitions industry and then that Moz had traced the C4, Peter knew who was coming after him. It wasn’t anything to do with Mentor, or Adler or even the money laundering case that he mentioned.
This was old business. Older than his time at the Bureau, older than his days as an accounting major at Harvard.
Peter fished out his shoulder rig and opened one of the spare clip cases. No one ever noticed that the second case was just a little thicker – it had a compartment than hid a small silver security token with a liquid crystal display. Every sixty seconds, the 12-digit code refreshed.
Peter used one of the unregistered burner phones that Mozzie had provided, dialed a number and waited for the confirmation tone. He entered the numbers that the token displayed and hung up. A few seconds later, the phone rang.
He answered it. “Peter Burke, serial number 16-345-Tango-901-Alpha-6659, security code …” Peter read the current code off of the token.
“Good evening, Commander Burke. What can we do for you?”
“I need a pick up. You have my location?”
“We do, sir. You and your wife?”
“No, just me. I will need security for her and for one other person, though.”
“That will be arranged. A car will arrive within the hour, unless you need an emergency extraction?”
“No, no need for a helicopter. Thank you.”
Peter hung up the phone, opened the SIM card slot, removed the chip and crushed it.
He tried not to think of the pain he just caused Neal, the pain he was about to cause Elizabeth.
But their living pain was better than their dead bodies.
FIN
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Prompt: White Collar 100 - #024: Silver
Author:
elrhiarhodanRating: R
Characters/Pairing: Neal Caffrey, Peter Burke, Elizabeth Burke, Peter/Elizabeth/Neal
Fandom: White Collar
Spoilers: None (If you thought this series went of the reservation before, hold on to your hats…the ride’s about to get bumpy)
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly!
Summary: Peter’s past is coming back to haunt him.
Author’s Note: There’s at least ten years missing in Peter’s known mythology…what was he doing between high school and college? Per the diploma on his office wall, he graduated Harvard in 1997, a decade later than he should have if he went right from high school into college.
Set directly after Not Good Enough. Continues the Danger Series. The entire Danger'verse is now up on AO3 as a single story with each entry a single chapter (26 at current count), just in case you want to read the whole thing at once.
THE DANGER SERIES:
TARGET | HUNT | CASE | FILE | BACKGROUND | INTERROGATION | WITNESS | HOME | HOME 2 | FAMILY | FAMILY 2 | TEAM | UNIT | UNIT 2 | PAPER | CLAY | PAINT | INK | CHECK | CASH | CREDIT | LOAN | SAVINGS | GOLD | WIFE |
It’s funny how things can change between one heartbeat and the next.
As soon as Neal asked him what he knew about the Czech munitions industry and then that Moz had traced the C4, Peter knew who was coming after him. It wasn’t anything to do with Mentor, or Adler or even the money laundering case that he mentioned.
This was old business. Older than his time at the Bureau, older than his days as an accounting major at Harvard.
Peter fished out his shoulder rig and opened one of the spare clip cases. No one ever noticed that the second case was just a little thicker – it had a compartment than hid a small silver security token with a liquid crystal display. Every sixty seconds, the 12-digit code refreshed.
Peter used one of the unregistered burner phones that Mozzie had provided, dialed a number and waited for the confirmation tone. He entered the numbers that the token displayed and hung up. A few seconds later, the phone rang.
He answered it. “Peter Burke, serial number 16-345-Tango-901-Alpha-6659, security code …” Peter read the current code off of the token.
“Good evening, Commander Burke. What can we do for you?”
“I need a pick up. You have my location?”
“We do, sir. You and your wife?”
“No, just me. I will need security for her and for one other person, though.”
“That will be arranged. A car will arrive within the hour, unless you need an emergency extraction?”
“No, no need for a helicopter. Thank you.”
Peter hung up the phone, opened the SIM card slot, removed the chip and crushed it.
He tried not to think of the pain he just caused Neal, the pain he was about to cause Elizabeth.
But their living pain was better than their dead bodies.
Go to Shadows and Skylines
