White Collar One-shots

Neal: Dead Alive

Neal walks down the stairs of the plane, defeated, you walk behind him with your hand behind your neck then pass him one hand, he helps you down the stairs, Peter stands proudly ten feet away from the plane. Once you take the last step you feel kind off relieved, it was over, you lost but at least it was over. Suddenly your ears start ringing, when you look behind, you see the plane has blown up, throwing you away and making you hit your head with a wall, leaving you breathless, your entire life flashes in front of you, then you close your eyes hoping not to die. The explosion has thrown Neal away too, he sits and look around him, probably looking for you.

Peter wakes up, he only fade since he was so far away, he sees Neal with your unconscious body on his arms, blood crawling down his fingers, his face hurts to watch, Peter calls for an ambulance and runs toward him as they answer, tries to confort him, telling him it'll be okay, checking if he's also wounded, taking your pulse, looking behind him for the ambulance. The vehicle arrives and two young men lift you up on a gurney and place you inside the car, Neal runs behind them, but the men stop him before he jumps into the ambulance. He fights them, desperate to be with you, unwilling to leave your side, your heart hurts to know he feels so much for you, to know this is all your fault.

Then you flash back to that night at the hotel during Diana's engament party, the night you two flirt since the moment he stepped into the room. The same amazing night he reach you and handed you a glass of champagne, got you a little drunk and asked you to join him upstairs, then left you alone, you knew you couldn't get involved with your bosses right hand/adoptive son, but he was the hottest man alive and wanted to sleep with you, how could you say no?

After a quick visit to the restroom to freshen up you asked the lady behind the front desk if a blue eyed man had left something for you, she handed you a pass key to a suite on the last floor, when did he had time to do all this? Then walked a little nervous into the elevator. Someone asked you to hold the door, you did and little could you expect, Peter's wife, Elizabeth, aka Neal's adoptive mother needed to go upstairs in the same elevator you were about to take to meet her son at a suite he had just saved for you, probably and most likely using her money. The ride was the most uncomfortable moment of your life but thankfully it was over after 8 floors at her stop, you kept climbing up to the private floor you could only access with your pass key.

Then when the elevator doors opened, you found Neal, waiting for you, looking through a window next to golden doors marked on a silver plate "presidential suite", you felt really fancy. Neal smiled at your surprised face and took your hand, then opened the door with the pass key you handed him involuntarily, the rest is history, and you had agreed it was really good but that nothing had happened, you'll just play it cool and meet every once in while to help you remember every feeling you got that night.

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Today you're lying to him, gravely, the driver pulls off at an abandoned warehouse and the two men get the gurney inside, you wake up, they clean your wounds and take your shirt off to ice your bruises, leaving you half naked, one of the men passes you a t-shirt from a black bag next to a table against the wall, you ask for something to clean yourself up where they didn't, whipe some blood off your neck and face then get the shirt on. The two men are waiting for you to say something "Go, you're waisting time here!" they get in the ambulance and drive off to the hospital, there, Neal and Peter are waiting in the entrance. Peter asks what took them so long, they use traffic as their excuse, then take a gurney with a fake body under the sheets, an oxygen mask and a moist towel over its forehead to cover her face. 

Before they reach the door, Neal notices what's happening and tries to reach the gurney, the two men keeps him from seeing it and go inside as fast as they can. Half and hour later, now on the waiting room, a doctor comes out and ask for your relatives, Neal and Peter stand up, worried as hell,

"Gentlemen, I'm really sorry, we did everything we could but she lost too much blood"

-What? What do you mean she lost too much blood?! Are you telling me..?! - Neal breathes heavily and shakes his head, screaming your name, Peter tries to calm him down, the doctor leaves them alone. 

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''She was so young...  Her whole life.... Our whole life was ahead of us. The hardest thing I've ever done was letting her go. I loved her toocmuch to take in she's not here anymore, to understand I won't be able to hold her hand, kiss her lips, her neck, her shoulders...She was the perfect girl and I'm going to miss her more than I can picture missing someone, this world has lost one of its bests and we have to honour her the best way she can be honoured'' his voice breaks, the coffin with the fake body inside is right in front of him, he walks towards it, Peter places a hand around his back, then a white rose over the coffin. White roses were your favorites, you prefered them over red ones because they felt like they were from heaven.

Three men with ropes lower the coffin into the ground and everyone around it puts a shove of dirt until its fully cover, when neal throws his, you see tears rolling down his cheeks, you had never seen him cry and it was painfull to know there was so much you could do to stop his sorrow but chose not to. Peter and El looked dissapointed on Neal, they didn't knew about your relationship, even less of your plans to escape in that plane and start over togehter, today was the first time Neal confessed his love for you and it had everyone shocked. You were hiding behind a tree, wearing sunglasses, a black hat and long jacket, watching how your family and friends were saying goodbye to you forever. 

As much as it hurt, you knew it was for the best, you knew Neal will move on and that if you took a step back and run into your man's arms, he will never forgive you for making him believe you were dead. Faking it was necessary, somebody had told you your existance was only hurting the people around you and that keeping on with it was going to be their doom. This same person threatened to end your life doing somehting much worse than killing you, he was going to kill those you loved and for you, this was unnaceptable. So you decided to seize living and go under the shadows to protect your loved ones, if you were dead, this man will find no point in hurting your friends and family since you weren't there to suffer for them. It was the perfect plan and when you saw thath man staring from the distance at your funeral, you knew nothing will happen to them, and that the hardest sacrifice you had ever taken was completely worthy, if it kept Neal alive, if it kept him safe.