The Son and Daughter of Reddington

Seeing Reds

Raymie Reddington's POV

"I think you're very special, Skylie." She tries to hide it, but I know she's blushing. Skylie leaves and as the box shuts, Donald Ressler, Sky's dad, is front of the Core. His expression is stern and serious.

"Listen up, pal. You're not coming anywhere near my Skylar."

I tilt my head "Then good luck finding Ryker Gibbs. Because I will only speak to Skylar Ressler. That is my agreement with you people."

Donald grits his teeth and leaves. Now I know why Dad likes to make fun of him so much. It's so easy to make fun of and irritate Agent Ressler.

I hear about an attack on FBI vehicles. "Skylie." I say her name, concerned. Moments later, Skylie walks in the Core. I see her, cuts on her forehead. I speak to her. "Someone tried to hurt you."

"Not....exactly, no." She smiles and comes inside the open box. I'm surprised, but I smile back. She's never come inside this box before. "Skylie? Do you remember me? Do you remember who I am?"

"I.....I swear I've seen you before." I smile "Where?" Before she can answer, Donald brings her out of the box, then shuts it behind them.

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Ryker is caught, the attack was stopped, everyone is safe. I smile at Harold "Well, this was fun. Let's do it again, being Ryker was the first."

"The first what?"

"Name. On the list." Harold stops before he leaves. "What list?"

"It's a continuation of my father's list. What did he call it? Oh yes, the Blacklist, that sounds exciting. But, if you want the names on my list, you have to abide by my rules. I never sleep in the same hotel for more than three nights in a row. I gave you a list of my most trusted associates and allies. I want you to pick three, one must be my father, Red Reddington. I get immunity while I'm an informant for you people."

"Okay..."

"And no matter how much you hate it Donald, lastly, most importantly, I speak only with Skylar Ressler."

I come to the Post Office and I see Donald bring me my father, my tracker, and Dembe. "Hey, you got your deal."

"I see you're an informant now, son." I smile and hug him "Hey, Dad. Xavier! Dembe!" I greet them. Donald turns to my dad.

"Reddington, we have to put that Darpa chip back in you, your little prince of crime wants you to work with him." Dad looks at me and nods

"Fair enough, Donald. I'm certain you're not pleased that Raymie demanded to speak only to your daughter."

Ressler walks away, we hear him mutter "Reddingtons."

I exclaim "This is gonna be a gas!"

Xavier looks past us, at an irritated Donald Ressler. "Is that guy always so uptight?"

Dad looks at Xavier "Who? Donald? Yes, he's often very uptight with us Reddington men. I don't know why...."

I shout at him "Donald!!! Buck up, will ya?" He glares at me "Why did you have to have your dad work with you, Reddington?"

Dad looks up "My father is dead, Donald." He grits his teeth "Not you! The Prince of Crime." I laugh "Because it's just no fun teasing and irritating you alone!"

Dad laughs and shakes his head at that remark. Donald glares at him "What are you laughing at, Reddington?"

I chuckle "I wasn't laughing, Donald."

"ARGHHH!!!! I'm gonna need a beer after this madness!" He storms off.

Dad and I laugh. "Yes, Raymie. I think indeed this is gonna be a gas!"

We hear Donald as he storms off "WHY?!! Why did it have to be two REDDINGTONS!! Could've had to deal with just one, but no. The Prince of Crime just has to have his dad there with him!!!"

"These two are gonna drive me nuts!!!"

Dad laughs "Well, that's the plan. Both of us irritating and teasing Donald Ressler!"