Never Trust a Criminal

Chapter 1

The room seemed to be spinning when Elizabeth woke up. Her head was throbbing with pain, as if someone had continuously drilled a tunnel to the earth's core through her brain. Her eye lids flickered for a moment as they too take in their surroundings. The lights were deemed around her, why was their no sun or windows opened. She tried to remember the last thing that happened, but nothing seemed to come to her. What was wrong with you Liz, she thought.

She made a move to bring her arm forward but felt some form restraining them. She tugged her wrist once more, attempting to free herself but it was in vain. She looked up and saw them tied to the bed posts, the cloth was tied lightly around her wrists in a complicated pattern and her repeated movements only made her wrists sore. Elizabeth rolled a little on her side, easing the dead weight on her body but the pain in her wrist was too much, so she rolled back over.

Elizabeth looked around and then heard the sound of a plane. OK so I'm by the airport, maybe I was on a case. But then she felt the earth move beneath the bed. Oh no! She tugged on her wrist.

Elizabeth then heard a deep soothing voice say "She will thank me one day for this. Lizzie needs to stay safe. I can't lose her."

Elizabeth eyes went wide she was on a plane going god knows where with Raymond 'Red' Reddington.

An accented voice said "She will forgive you in time my friend, she did with her Father and she will with this."

Now Elizabeth started to tug rapidly on her bindings. She didn't care if they were in the air she had to get out of here.

"Dembe go get Lizzie something to drink."

She heard the footsteps coming to the bedroom and she tried to set up from her position but she was suddenly pushed down and preventing her from moving.

Her vision was clouded but she heard "Don't...lie still you'll need your strength back soon sweetheart."

By now, most of her vision had returned to her. She raised her head a little taking in her surroundings. Her shoulder was in pain for some reason, and her ankles were tied up to.

She asked groggily "Where am I?"

Her vision was finally clear and she saw Red, moving all the way to her. He placed one hand on her shoulder and the other gently lifted her head. Liz felt his warm hand guiding her into a slightly sitting position but also moved more pillows under her to keep her up.

"Hello Lizzie," Red greeted her with his familiar smile.

She wanted to punch him, kick and even slap him. But all those actions remained in her mental fantasy as her strength had not returned, also she couldn't do that to him not after all that he had done for her. She also had a sneaky feeling that she was purposely kept in this manner, weak and vulnerable to the most dangerous criminal in the world.

"Red let me go!"

She heard him chuckling quietly as she felt the clothes around her feet loosen up "I'm sorry sweetheart but I can't."

She heard the door open and saw Dembe bring a glass of some sort of fruit juice; he positioned the straw at the lips and beckoning her to drink it.

"Drink..." Red said softly to her while flattening her hair which seemed shorter and kissed her head, "You need it..."

She shook her head in response; her stubborn nature easily took over. Red said calmly "I do not wish to force you Lizzie."

Elizabeth kept turning her head away she didn't know what could be in the glass...drugs to keep her calm and docile throughout this...whatever it was.

Elizabeth kept gazing at Red till finally she couldn't take no more and gave in she had to admit her mouth was dry and she needed to ask Red questions for one thing, and Red would never hurt her in any way.

Dembe brought the straw back and Elizabeth parted her lips, taking the straw in her mouth and sipped on the juice obediently.

Red gently untied her feet and when they where loose Liz felt numb and couldn't move them "I can't move...Red please explain to me at least why are you doing this...I know this isn't a case you never done this before when were on the plane."

Red started to rub her feet to get feeling into them. Red sighed and asked Dembe to leave "Let me know when we land."

He nodded and left "Yes Raymond," then turned to Liz, "Feel better Mrs. Liz."

Once they were alone, Red stood up and got real close to Liz and said "Your mind is still clouded... you'll remember after a while, but I'm doing this for your own good and safety as well as mine. I can't lose you Lizzie by my enemies or by the F.B.I.; Berlin was the last straw for me. You could have died today."

Elizabeth understood now Red had only one thing now that he cared about and that happened to be her. "Red you have to let me go...I can help you get away. I'm sorry Red I..."

Red shushed her "Sweet, sweet Lizzie I can't let you go now," he slowly pulled the covers over her and climbed in himself. She relaxed a little as he touched her once more, shifting her gently across the bed, then pulled her into his arms tucking her safely to himself, "You should rest now it's been a long stressful day."

His soft but authoritative tone gave no form for her to argue "Good night Lizzie," he pressed his lips against her temple, letting the kiss linger for a moment before pulling away.

And Liz slept trying to think about how she was going to get out of this situation but also she didn't

Then the memories started to pore in.

I started to think of this story and of this possible situation that Lizzie gets in with Red trying to protect what if Berlin had taken Lizzie insteat of his ex-wife.

So tell me what you think so far of a beginning to the story. I love Red/Lizzie and I hope you like where I'm heading with them. Review and tell me what you think.