Raymond Reddington Jr. (EDITING)

Chapter 10 // Pranks Beaches Kissing And F.B.I

I actually got all the pranks from my prank book 'Mischef Maker's Manual' By: Sir John Hargrave's

I quickly tip toed over to my 'special' bag.' Lets see water balloons, a screaming greeting card, scissors, tape, ping pong balls, and electrical tape.I went down stairs into the kitchen where Dembe was sitting reading a book.

He raised his dark brown eyebrows at me, "Alex what are you doing?"

"Pranking Liz, care to help?" I asked causally already knowing the answer.

After 3 hours of preparing we had made a screaming cabinet (The greeting card,scissors & tape ),water balloons, smoke bombs,(ping pong balls,electrical tape,scissors).

We would throw the water balloons to wake her up, shortly after we would light the smoke bomb and we put the greeting card sound machine in the cabinet where all the towels were.

"3.2.1" Dembe whispered, he threw the water balloons and I set off the bomb. We launched ourselves down the stairs and into the living room.We heard the sound machine go off.

"Alex, Dembe!" Liz shouted anger boiling in her voice. We heard Red's jovial laugh, and Liz stomping down the stairs.

"Not funny "She said almost laughing herself.

Dembe and I burst out into fits of laughter, which led her to add her giggles.

The next morning Red was his normal self; picking about how the food could be better; telling Dembe to eat slower, talking about the noisy children next store, even though we knew he secretly loved it. My bruise had gotten worse and Red still apologized profusely.

"Am I still grounded?" I asked rubbing my bruise trying to manipulate my father.

"Maybe..." He said still reading his newspaper

"Maybe? It's a yes or no question."He looked up and raised his eyebrows.

"Yes...just today and while your stuck here you can clean up your mess that you made last night."

I gasped slightly offended, "This is a once and a lifetime opportunity, I'm in one of the most beautiful city's in Greece and I have to stay inside?"I pouted like a five year old child

He pursed his lips. "Don't pout..." I kept pouting and expanded my puppy dog orbs. He threw the paper down in frustration.

"Fine...Don't...Cause...Trouble." He paused. "Lizzie is going to beach you should go to." It was an order not a option. I sulked back up the stairs and changed into my swimsuit,and pulled a polo on just as Liz was walking in to my room.

"Sorry sweetie you missed the free show." She glared,"I still can't believe your Red's kid, but again your like him in every way: the teasing, flirting, always causing havoc, and there's a boyish glint in both of your eyes." She finished, that's when I realized that my mother was right. I am my fathers clone.

We walked along the beach.

"Have you heard from Jacob?"She looked up in surprise. "H-how do y-you know about him?"

"Who doesn't? The man who was hired by Raymond Reddington then turned against him and worked for his nemesis. He's basically a legend to people like me.It must be hard... he was your greatest failure as a profiler, and you were his greatest success...and your feelings for each other were real." She nodded,we countined walking in silence, until I piped up.

"Do you feel like someone is watching us?"I ask.

"Yes..."She responded.

I immediately leaned in and grabbed her by the waist. Jesus Christ this is awkwardly comfortable. "What the hell?" She practically screamed.

"It was the Bureau walking around checking for us." I explained, I grabbed her hand and took out my phone pulling her along.

"Alex?" Dembe's voice came through the phone.

"Pack our stuff we almost got caught by the Bureau." With that I hung up and navigated through the crowd.

We quickly boarded and left Greece ASAP.

"Where are we going next Dad?" I asked.

"Florence, Italy get some sleep,that goes for you to Lizzie." He looked over and she was already fast asleep.

He huffed, "well than just you and Dembe."

"You should to Dad...even if you have insomnia you still should try."

He smiled, "thank you for your concern, one day you might understand the reason for my lack of sleep." I walked to the back of the plane he didn't think I knew the reason. It was because every time he closes his eyes he think about the past...the past about our family.