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elrhiarhodanTitle: Smoke
Prompt: White Collar 100 – #010: Home
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Rating: R
Characters/Pairing: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Fandom: White Collar
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly!
Summary: Is No Place Sacred? Continues the Danger Series, set in Paladin ‘Verse.
THE DANGER SERIES: TARGET | HUNT | CASE | FILE | BACKGROUND | INTERROGATION | WITNESS
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Peter couldn’t risk Hughes finding out that he was still trying to discover who had tried to kill him and why. Reese wouldn’t hesitate for a minute to bench him or put him back under a protective detail if he thought Peter was actively chasing the people who wanted him dead. Which was why he was working from home today. The FBI didn’t have any sort of telecommute policy; agents were expected to be in the office when they weren’t out in the field, but there was a little leeway for senior agents who had bad headcolds. Allegedly.
Neal should be here any moment, with soup and the data he’s gotten on McGuinness-Humboldt from Mozzie’s sources. All roads were leading back to this company, a privately held business with global operations. Thing was, despite their elaborate website, he had no idea what McGuiness-Humbolt did.
He heard the front door rattle and reached for his gun, a precaution. But it was Neal, as expected, gracefully managing a rather large box of papers and a bag from Hale ‘n Hearty.
“Your soup, sir.”
“Chicken chile?”
“Beanless, as requested.”
“And the data?”
“Voluminous, as hoped.”
Peter retrieved bowls and spoons from the kitchen and dished out the food while Neal started pulling out the files.
Just as they were about to get started, there was a loud popping noise from the fireplace and the living room filled with smoke.
As Neal dumped the files back in the box, Peter shouted at him to grab Satchmo and get out.
He didn’t wait to see if Neal listened - he reached for the fire extinguisher hidden behind the fireplace tools and emptied it into the fireplace, but the smoke and flames kept coming.
He’d be damned if those bastards took his home from him.
GO TO FIRE DAMAGE
Author's Comment: I had thought about how I could bring the plot developments from the canon revelations in Point Blank into this series, and even considered editing the previous parts. I decided against the reworking - it would be unfair and too hard to do within the 300 word limitation. So, for the moment, the stories are going to run in parallel and I will eventually have them meet up.
Prompt: White Collar 100 – #010: Home
Author:
elrhiarhodan Rating: R
Characters/Pairing: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Fandom: White Collar
Spoilers: None
Warnings/Enticements/Triggers: None
Word Count: 300 Exactly!
Summary: Is No Place Sacred? Continues the Danger Series, set in Paladin ‘Verse.
THE DANGER SERIES: TARGET | HUNT | CASE | FILE | BACKGROUND | INTERROGATION | WITNESS
Peter couldn’t risk Hughes finding out that he was still trying to discover who had tried to kill him and why. Reese wouldn’t hesitate for a minute to bench him or put him back under a protective detail if he thought Peter was actively chasing the people who wanted him dead. Which was why he was working from home today. The FBI didn’t have any sort of telecommute policy; agents were expected to be in the office when they weren’t out in the field, but there was a little leeway for senior agents who had bad headcolds. Allegedly.
Neal should be here any moment, with soup and the data he’s gotten on McGuinness-Humboldt from Mozzie’s sources. All roads were leading back to this company, a privately held business with global operations. Thing was, despite their elaborate website, he had no idea what McGuiness-Humbolt did.
He heard the front door rattle and reached for his gun, a precaution. But it was Neal, as expected, gracefully managing a rather large box of papers and a bag from Hale ‘n Hearty.
“Your soup, sir.”
“Chicken chile?”
“Beanless, as requested.”
“And the data?”
“Voluminous, as hoped.”
Peter retrieved bowls and spoons from the kitchen and dished out the food while Neal started pulling out the files.
Just as they were about to get started, there was a loud popping noise from the fireplace and the living room filled with smoke.
As Neal dumped the files back in the box, Peter shouted at him to grab Satchmo and get out.
He didn’t wait to see if Neal listened - he reached for the fire extinguisher hidden behind the fireplace tools and emptied it into the fireplace, but the smoke and flames kept coming.
He’d be damned if those bastards took his home from him.
______________________
GO TO FIRE DAMAGE
Author's Comment: I had thought about how I could bring the plot developments from the canon revelations in Point Blank into this series, and even considered editing the previous parts. I decided against the reworking - it would be unfair and too hard to do within the 300 word limitation. So, for the moment, the stories are going to run in parallel and I will eventually have them meet up.
