The Blacklister's secret (A The blacklist fanfiction)

Lines Vines and Trying Times part four

My sense of hearing returns first, not very much of it, but it does.

The first thing I hear is Agent Keen. She's crying.

I force myself to open my eyes.

I only manage a tiny sliver, but I can see Agent Keen sitting in the hospital chair.

Then I make my parched throat and mouth speak.

"What's wrong?" I ask her, but it came out as "uh ong?"

Keen automatically looks up at me.

"Emma?" She asks.

I try to speak, but my mouth is to dry.

"Here." She says as she hands me a bottle of water.

I take a miniscule sip, but even that hurts my throat.

"Where is Mr. Reddington?" I ask her.

She smiles sadly at me.

"Emma, your Father is captured." She says gently.

"What!" I croak.

"He was captured by Anslo Garrick, about a week and a half ago." She tells me.

"If he was captured that long ago, how long have I been out?" I ask her.

She goes quiet and contemplates the question.

"Seven months." She says finally.

"When can I leave?"I ask her.

"Let me ask." She says as she stands up and leaves.

While she is gone I flex my fingers and slowly try to stand, but fail miserably.

Keen returns with a doctor and a wheelchair, and the doctor helps me into it.

.....

RAYMOND'S P.O.V.

I have been in here for weeks.

Anslo is ruthless.

"Tell me where she is!" He shouts at me.

The drugs that they gave me to delay my senses also keep me from speaking, smart move Anslo.

"Shock him."

I twist in agony as the electricity comes.

Anything, anything is better than somebody harming my little girl. He will never get Emma.

But he almost had her, and your little girl did get harmed, shot twice remember? She's in a coma genius. A voice in my head says.

She's alive. My baby girl is alive.