My Dad Is A Criminal( Fan Fiction of the Blacklist )(Rewritten)

We are the same

"No don't go in there. He's going to kill you."

I said stuffing popcorn in my mouth. The room was dark, and Liz's couch is so comfy.

"Nooooo. He's right there." Liz said in frustration. Blankets draped over us, throw pillows everywhere. Sitting here I felt like a normal teen having a sleepover.

"And she's dead. What did I say? How dumb are you?" We said in a sync.

By the end of the movie, we were both laughing about how dumb these people are. "One of the funniest movies I have ever watched," I said pausing the move at the credits.

"It was a horror movie," Lizzie said still laughing.

"Yeah, but still very laughable. You were laughing too." I said setting the remote on the coffee table.

"Do you always talk during movies?"She asked.

"Yes. Do you always eat all the popcorn?"

"Yes." She said laughing.

My phone lights up on the glass table.

I pick up my ringing phone from the table to see I had an incoming call.

"It's Red," I said tossing the phone to Liz. "What am suppose to do with it?"

"Answer it," I said smiling devilishly.

"It's your phone." She shot back.

"Yeah but it's your boyfriend." The phone is already on its third ring. Ugh, my ringtone is so basic. "Uhhhh no, and aren't you mad at him!" She barked. " And Raymond Reddington is not my boyfriend." I wrap my arm around hers.

"I always wanted a mommy." I sad in a baby voice. She pulled away with her face red and her jaw dropped. "Do not say that! Oh my God. Please stop. I don't like Red in that way. It's complicated. I care for him that's all. At one point I thought he was my father."

"Oh complicated? I see." I rose my eyebrows just like Red. I feel that the more I hang around him the more I notice how much we are alike. I literally hate it.

"Can we not talk about this,"  Lizzie voiced. The phone stopped ringing and my voicemail notification pinged. "It's for you," I said pressing the phone to her ear. " Uhh No." She said while getting up from the couch. "Alright but this is not over Elizabeth Keen." She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Put in the other movie okay."

"Which one Insidious 2, or Ouji." I held up both as the light in the kitchen flicked on. "Oh, Ouji I haven't seen it yet." She said while pouring more popcorn into a bowl. "Ouji it is." I get up and open the DVD player. "Hey Liz," I said her back to me. She looked so comfy. Her pajama pants and a tank top.

"Hmmm," she said back still turned to me. "This is nice, thanks for the invite," I said. This is fun, for the past few months I only talk to Red or Dembe, and it's nice to speak with someone my own gender.

"No problem, This is nice. I don't get out much. I don't hang out." She said with emphasis on the hangout. She walked back to the couch as the beginning credits and previews started. "Should I call him back?" I said glancing down at my phone. " It might be important. He might need something."

"Knowing him he is just going to keep calling until he's worried enough to come over and I really don't want that," Liz said I hit the call back button on my I phone and Red answers immediately. I put the phone on speaker as Liz pauses the beginning scene of the movie. "Red? Whats up?" The silence in the room was deafening. Liz looked from me to the phone. "Samantha get out of there. You and Lizzie get out now come to the house now!"

"Wait whats going on Red,"Lizzie interjects.

"Both of you are in danger. Dembe should be knocking on your door shortly."

Lizzie gets up and looks through the window curtains. A knock at the door makes my heart skip a beat. "Dad, what is happening?"

"I'll tell you when you get here. Lizzie, I have already contacted Harold about this matter. It's safer for you to be with me than the post office." The phone still in my hand. I open the door for Dembe. The speakerphone with Reds voice still rambling about something I wasn't paying attention to. "Red I need to talk to Cooper."

"No time. See you soon." With that, he hung up the phone. I just look from Dembe standing in the doorway, back to Liz. "We need to go," Dembe says putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Why? I don't understand." I say

"Just do it, Sam, as Raymond said we have no time. Agent Keen, it's for the best."

I look to Liz wondering if we would go. Believe Red. She nods at me and tells me to get my shoes.

In the car with Liz. She calls her boss AD Copper. I could only hear a little of what the man said but I heard. "Get to Reddington. You have to secure him. We are unable to get any agents to him at the moment. We certainly don't want another Anslo Garrick. Reddington getting himself captured. "

"Of course not sir. Alright goodbye." Liz says before hanging up the phone and exhaling.

"I guess I'm am staying with Red."

"Whats happening? I ask.

"The next name on the Blacklist. Has been working with someone who doesn't exactly like Red. He's giving threats on us. On the task force. Your everyday terrorists." I fell her trying to lighten the mood but it didn't work very well. I just sat In the back seat of the Mercedes next to her.

We are probably going to a hotel that I have never seen before. Red Is In danger after all. Jackson working with someone that Red knows. He working with someone that has a history with my dad. This is bad.

It takes a while for us to get there. Maybe an hour and a half in the car. It was so quiet, no one was talking. There was a little noise from the radio. Slow R&B. I like this song but I don't think its really the time to be busting into full-on karaoke. I look at Liz once or twice. Her face was calm but I could still see all the question running in her mind. Everything that she is thinking about. I'm used to people trying to kill me. But she isn't. She's not used to any of this at least I don't think so. Not before when her life was normal. We talked once about her life, about when Red first came into her life. She uses Red but not to me. My life, hell I'm not even used to it if I want to talk truthfully. Liz is starting to become a friend of mine. I learned things about her and she has learns things about me.

The car comes to a stop outside of a little suburban house. It was small, quaint. Something I wouldn't really expect, but neither would anyone else.

We all step out of the car. The street is quiet. Street lights shining little beams onto the road until darkness. Dembe leads Lizzie and me in the house where we find Red sitting in a chair drinking from a tumbler. He looked tired.  Like he hasn't slept in days. Which he hasn't. He never sleeps. I tell him all of the time that it's not good for him. That he should sleep more but I guess I will never truly know the real reason for his insomnia.

We walk in he turns his head to look at us. 

"Tom", he said.

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Soo sorry that it took me the longest to update. I was having mad writer's block. Oh and p.s I started this before the episode tom keen.