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A/N: For inquiring minds, this does stray from the Red/Liz dynamic on TV: personally, I have viewed it in terms of father/daughter since the end of Season 1, so I have to assume I'm one of the few (only?) Blacklist fans who once enjoyed the thought of other possibilities but would rather not see those play out on the show. That said, the AU version of their relationship has been fun to explore!
I: Closer
It was all so fast—Liz had not heard a blessed thing, but her charge for the evening apparently did.
Flush against the wall, she stared in genuine surprise at the man whose hand was currently wrapped about her face. He drew even closer, his lips parting for what had to be the reason behind this madness. Despite the cigarette on the balcony, she could smell his sandalwood soap.
"Not one sound," he whispered. "Do you understand?"
He hadn't said 'please,' and he hadn't said 'Lizzy.' For the second time since Raymond Reddington had waltzed into her life, Liz's mind raced with the unpleasant notion that something very bad was about to happen to both of them. The dark blue eyes were searching her own, waiting.
From beneath Red's hand, she nodded.
END 1/6
On candy stripe legs the spiderman comes
Softly through the shadow of the evening sun
Stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
Looking for the victim shivering in bed
Searching out fear in the gathering gloom and
Suddenly!
A movement in the corner of the room!
And there is nothing I can do
When I realize with fright
That the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!
. . .