The Architect. [The Blacklist. Donald Ressler X Oc]

Apartment 221.

Maggie.

"I'll tell you, you better enjoy this last free flight, because when the baby comes, you won't be able to do them anymore"

I lifted a wide eyed look to Raymond, who was looking just as shocked at Glen, his tracker.

We were on the plane towards Russia, and Raymond had told me that this guy Glen from the DMV insisted on coming with us to find the vault.

I had the prints of the building sitting on my lap, but I stopped looking at them to give Clara, Raymond's flight attendant, a mortified look.

She just shook her head dismissively to Ray and walked back to the little kitchen the plane had.

Raymond shook his head and looked at me, I couldn't containe a chuckle.

"I think I'll rest my eyes until we get to St. Petersburg" he mentioned, then reclined the seat.

Raymond stood up and walked to me, sitting next to me and my papers

"Anything interesting on these"

"Yeah, I can pretty much tell in which walls the vault could be, and it shouldn't be a big one given the height and structure of the building. Do you have the model so I can crack it open?"

"I had the combination already, that won't be necessary"

I rolled the planes again and looked at him

"So you have the location of the box given to you by that guy and have the combination of said box to open it, why are we here with you?"

"I like the company"

I smiled as I left the rolls in the side, then folded my hands in my lap and leaned back on the seat.

"You knew my dad didn't you"

That was a thing that has been running around my head ever since Don pointed it out back in my sister's house, I couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more to Ray. He held eye contact with me, until he just nodded

"Yes, I knew him. I knew what he had done for his family, and was saddened to know that he passed away. Of course, when I had you investigated I just couldn't destroy what your father sacrificed so much to have."

"What did he sacrificed to have?"

"You with him. What happened to him was a freak unfortunate accident that turned into the best thing that ever happened to him, being able to support his family while watching his children grow. And good thing he did, given what happened to your mother"

"Yeah" I sighed "good thing he did."

I sat silent for a while, processing this new information. The only reason I was sitting on this key was because Raymond knew my dad.

"And was that the reason why you didn't kill me? Or was it because of Donald?"

"A bit of both" he admitted. I shook my head at him and looked away.

"Raymond" I said, I knew I would have this conversation sooner or later "I wanted to speak with you about Don, and where we stand" I looked at him again to find him looking at me inquisitively "because Don and I are a thing now... And..." I sighed, then cleared my throat "I just wanted to let you know where my loyalty stands in this case"