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Rated T but WILL change to M later.

Set after 1x22. Please read and review!

Summary: Liz has an accident while chasing a Blacklister. Will she survive?

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Last week, Liz had changed her last name, she was now officially Agent Scott. The first time in weeks, she was happy again. She had moved to a smaller apartment which was closer to her workplace and finally stopped having nightmares about Tom and Sam. Her life was fine...almost. Her relationship to Red was still tensed, but nevertheless, they grew closer to each other. But whenever he delivered a case to the team, he withheld information.

This time, the team went after a man called David Hunter. He was the head of a cyber crime organization which concentrated on stealing data from social media and sold the information to companies all over the world.

It took them a whole week to track him down. He had to be interrogated for two weeks until he finally told them how his organization operated, where they were hiding and how the other members could be found. When Ressler walked out of the interrogation room, Hunter said quietly:

"I thought Reddington was your informant. You could have asked him."

"What did you say?"

"Didn't he tell you that we had some business together? I'm disappointed...However, I've told you everything I know. I also know that my trial is in one week and during this time I'm at large."

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"Keen!"

"Ressler, it's 'Scott' now. What's up?"

"I think we need to speak to Reddington. Our Blacklister was an associate of his."

"What? And Red didn't tell us? I'm gonna call him."

xxxxx 1 hour later:

Red walked slowly into the office, fully aware that everyone was waiting for him.

"Lizzie! When you called, your request sounded like it was a matter of urgency. It disturbed me that you did not want to go into detail, so why exactly do I have to be in attendance now?"

Usually, Liz liked his eloquent speech, but right now, it just pissed her off.

"Red, did it ever occur to you to tell us that Hunter was a business partner of yours?" she hissed.

"Oh, Lizzie. Did I forget to tell you about this?"

Ressler cut him off. "Cut the crap, Reddington. If you had told us that you knew where he and his organization were hiding we wouldn't have to-"

Red glared at him."Donald, there's just no fun for me when I give you all the information at once. You're FBI. Does it seem impossible to you that a longtime FBI agent can find a normal criminal and get him to talk? I wonder how you managed before I decided to assist this little task force..."

Liz saw Ressler blushing, she couldn't tell if it was embarrassment or anger.

"Red", she began. "This isn't a game. It would have been so much easier if you'd told us about his organization and everything else you knew. I swear, if you had anything to do with the fact that it took us so long to take him down..."

"I did not. You were just too clumsy to find him. And it doesn't matter in what kind of business I was involved with him or when we did this. I'm afraid I can't stay here anylonger, I have somewhere else to be." Red said and turned to go immediately.

"Reddington! You can't leave now, this meeting isn't over!"

"Yes, Donald, I can. I wasn't aware that this was an actual meeting, since the case is closed. So good night to you."

They stared at him in confusion as the elevator door closed.

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The next day at work was more or less boring, there was only a lot of paperwork to do and everyone seemed to blame Red's behavior from last night on Liz.

There was no fresh case and what bugged Liz most was that nobody seemed to have noticed that she changed her name back to Scott. Everyone kept calling her Keen, so she had a daily reminder of the life she wanted to forget.

Her phone rang and she knew who was calling her without having to look on the ID.

"Red, what do you want? I'm busy."

"I think you should know that David Hunter used his last days in freedom to murder three people, but if you're too busy to listen to me, we can end this conversation."

Liz regretted that she intentionally had sounded annoyed when she picked the call up.

"Wait! I'm listening."

"Fine. He killed three women last night. All had dark hair and were in their early thirties. I want you to be careful. Take Donald with you when you arrest Hunter. Don't ask me how I know this. Bye, Lizzie. Take care."

"Red? Hello?" Liz sighed, he had already hung up. One minute later she got a text from Dembe with the location of Hunter.

She told Ressler about the murders and where they would find Hunter.

One hour later they were approaching the crappy hostel in which Hunter was staying.

All of a sudden, shots were fired. One bullet missed Liz just by a few inches. Ressler shot back at their attacker and Liz ran down the stairs outside to get closer to him, one time she stumbled and fell down a few steps before standing up again. She felt like she had sprained her ankle. She fired at Hunter but two bullets hit her. One in her arm and one in her shoulder. Due to her hurting ankle, she couldn't really stay on her legs. When she fell down, Ressler shot Hunter five times directly in the chest until he was finally dead.

Liz felt dizzy, it seemed that the pain in her left arm and her right ankle made her unable to think clearly. She heard Ressler calling an ambulance and then drifted far away.

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