Mrs. Reddington

Chapter 8

 I wasn't allowed to go back to my hotel I stayed with Red that night. It had been the first time in a long time that I was able to sleep in the same bed as my husband and it was nice.

"Thank you for letting me stay here last night." I tell him the next morning and he looks at me funny. "What?" I ask.

"Why wouldn't you stay here?" He asks and I stare at him.

"I don't know, I guess I'm just having..." I stop and look at the ground.

"Doubts?" He asks and I nod still looking at the floor. "Why?" I hear him stand up and I see his feet come into my view on the floor, I look up and he's right there staring at me.

"Cause...well," I take a deep breath. "you don't love me." I tell him.

"Where did you hear that?" He asks.

"Liz." I tell him and he stares at me for a moment before looking at me quizzically.

"When?" He asks.

"Friday night, when she came over with a ton of questions." I tell him quietly.

"Well then, we have work to do today, let's go." Is all he says.

Ray pulls out his phone and presses a button. "Yes I have your next target...no I'll speak with you alone." He says and then puts the phone away, when we get to a local park he gets out. "Stay here I'll be back." He says and then walks off to talk to...Ressler?

"Dembe, why is he talking with Ressler?" I ask.

"I believe he is mad at Agent Keen Ms." He responds and I cringe.

"Is it true Dembe what she said?" I ask quietly.

"No ma'am, I've been working for Mr. Reddington a long time now ever since he left, and not once have a seen him look even half as happy as he does now." He says.

"But if it's true...?"

"It's not." Is all he says as Raymond gets back in the car.

"Dembe, take us to the post office." He says and Dembe nods before driving off.

---Red's POV---

"Reddington what are you doing here, do we have a new case?" Agent Keen asks.

"Yes he says the name of our next target is a man named the accuser, says that like his name implies he goes around accusing people and if the accusation fits they and their family die. We've had four families die all of them have 6 or more kids." Ressler explains and everyone stares at him.

"Reddington can we talk?" Keen asks.

"Yes Harold can we borrow your office?" I ask and after getting a nod we head off.

---In the office---

"What the hell was that?" Lizzie starts and I stare at her.

"What was what agent Keen?" I ask.

"You talked to Ressler?" She asks and I nod.

"Yes I did, but only because I found out some very troubling news this morning, didn't I Dembe?" I ask and he nods.

"What news?" She asks and I walk to the window.

"You see that woman down there Lizzie, the one that has a wedding band around her finger? That's my wife." I start.

"Yes I know that."

"Do you realize how insecure she is? She doesn't trust easily, and she certainly doesn't love easily. It took me 7 years of dating before I finally asked her to marry me, 7."