Author's Note: I know I'm a bit overdue with this update but I do apologize! R&R Please!

The sunrise was beautiful. The splendor of the warm golden rays that were issued from the large star covered the land beneath it. It was breathtaking and one Agent Peter Burke sat in the middle of the thicket enjoying the view.

A new day brought new beginnings and the two men that were basking in the fresh new light. Peter looked down at his friend in concern. The younger man's skin was a pasty white and his breathing almost non-existent. A small amount of blood was trickling out of the ghastly injury in his mid-section and Peter narrowed his eyes in concern.

"Neal?"

Silence.

Peter sighed and readjusted his position so that his legs were a little less cramped and hissed sharply as a white hot pain stabbed up his back and torso. Damn bears. If only he could throw their hairy butts into a jail.

Almost two hours later Peter heard a crashing sound coming from the woods and he gently placed Neal back on the ground before staggering to his feet. His body tensed automatically as the adrenaline pumped through his system. Burke knew that he would be ready to face whatever it was that was making such a racket.

Jones hacked his way through the dense undergrowth with a look of annoyance on his face. Mosquitoes were all over the place and for every one that he killed three more took its place.

Cupping his hands around his mouth he bellowed a loud, "PETER?"

There was a distant reply and Jones redirected his path to the right. "Marco?" He called deciding that would be the best way of finding his boss.

"Polo"

"Marco?"

"Polo"

The two men continued the childish game until Jones finally stumbled into a small thicket. He blanched when he saw Neal and turned away. Jake pushed past Jones, eager to get to work.

"Is he awake?"

"No." Neal's voice answered the medic sarcastically. "I'm not awake; please leave a message after the beep."

Jake looked at Peter, eyebrows raised. "How long has he been like this sir?"

"Like what?" Peter looked at the medic blankly; the lines of exhaustion were easy to see on his face.

"He's acting…a bit delusional. I need to know how long he's been like this."

"He's only been awake for about fifteen minutes. Didn't really say much of anything until you showed up."

"We're going to need to airlift him to a hospital Peter," Diana told her boss gently. "And I think you should go too."

"Of course I'm going. Where else would I go?"

Diana could tell that the question was rhetorical and didn't answer the other agent as she helped him to his feet. "C'mon boss, we need to let them do their work."

Peter got up grudgingly and followed Diana to the edge of the thicket.

One hour and a half later, the chopper's blades rotated frantically as the machine raced through the sunny skies. Its precious cargo was slipping, and the rest of the people inside of it were doing their best to save that cargo.

Neal Caffrey had been successfully removed from the ground and the piece of metal that had pinned him to it. From there on it had been a struggle and the younger man was slowly losing.

He was fighting though and Peter Burke was grateful of the fact that Neal wasn't quitting.

Almost a month later

Neal Caffrey stretched with a yawn and glanced around his apartment. The road to recovery had been long and difficult. He had been told that he had crashed three times on the table and that he hadn't been expected to survive the next day. Wonder what gave them that impression, he smirked.

After being held in the intensive care unit for a week, he had been moved to a regular unit, only with his own room. Still another week had to pass before he was allowed to be discharged from the hospital.

Since then the days had been blurred with pain meds, physical therapy and delicious food from a doting El. She had insisted that he stay at the Burke's residence until both she and June decided otherwise.

Last night had been his first night home. He had missed the familiar settings of the apartment even though he had been grateful to Peter and El for letting him stay with them.

Today he was going back to work and his daily routine of being a pain in the ass for one Special Agent Peter Burke.

Author's Note: I'm sorry that this chapter was so short but I really needed to finish this story up and I haven't really had that much time.

OMG! Tonight is the White Collar finale! Too bad I can't watch it right away because of the amount of homework my teachers seem to be fond of giving me.

~Glares at the teachers~

That can't stop me from being excited though! It looks AWESOME!

I would like to thank those of you who have loyally left me reviews, chapter after chapter and stuck with me through this story. You guys are amazing. The thanks also goes to the favorites, watches and even those of you that have just read the story. This was the last chapter and I hope you enjoyed it!