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2021-05-22
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Summary:

Peter will probably always be chasing Neal.

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Neal was running flat out, but the Feds were closing in from both sides in a pincer move. He could see a means of escape just ahead, and it was only a matter of a few yards to safety. He was almost there when it seemed he was hit by a speeding freight train. He went down hard in the dirt and felt the breath leave his lungs in a whoosh as a heavy body landed atop his slender frame and pinned him from above. Gasping for air, he turned to see that his dogged pursuer was none other than Peter Burke.

“Gotcha!” the G-Man crowed happily.

“Get off me, Peter!” Neal growled. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

“I guess I got a bit carried away,” Neal’s nemesis said without an ounce of shame.

“You’re too competitive, that’s what you are,” Neal snorted. “This was supposed to be an FBI intramural 'touch' football game, not a down and dirty brawl.”

“Aw, what’s the matter, Neal?” Peter taunted. “Are you upset because you got your designer jeans dirty? I’ll bet you were a prima donna sissy in high school.”

“You are so far off the mark, you’re practically out of the stadium,” Neal snarked. “I’ll have you know I was actually the quarterback of my high school football team.”

“Figures that you’d manage to place yourself behind a line of big burley guards to protect you from getting hit,” Peter quickly answered. “It’s a pity that now you only have little Mozzie running interference for you.”

“Success is all about brains, not brawn,” Neal sniped, “and would you like to hear my opinion of where your brain is residing right now?”

“Maybe another time,” Peter responded smugly. “You managed to make a first down for your team, so me and my testosterone-fueled ‘brain’ get another chance to take you down!”