Set after Liz reads the blood test results that Cooper had set up. Liz goes missing in the middle of the night. The FBI thinks that she's with Reddington, Reddington thinks she's with the FBI and Tom knows that she with neither. Liz learns that her captor is not after her, but after her father, Raymond Reddington. Can they both be saved?

She woke up alone, somewhere dark. She couldn't see, she couldn't hear anything. The ground was cold and there was a chill in the air. The room smelled of dust and mold, she feared that someone would get sick in here after only a few minutes. She felt around making sure she wasn't injured anywhere. When she found no injuries, she stood and stayed close to the wall. As she rose from the cold stone like floor, she heard something metal rattling, and something heavy on her left ankle. She reached down and felt that she was chained to something. Probably some post stationed somewhere in the room, or to the wall. She moved about trying to find the base of her leash.

Once she found it she used it as a center and searched the room to see if she could find a door. While in search, Liz heard thumps from above her. She moved about the room following them as best she could. Then suddenly everything went quiet. She heard no sound at all. Out of nowhere a bright light switched on without warning. Being in the dark for so long and the light being so bright, Liz had to cover her eyes in pain. It lasted only a second. But, so did whatever her captor had planned to do. The room began filling with a smoke that made her begin to feel tired. She coughed and tried to call for someone but sleep soon took her, and her vision turned black.

AT THE POST OFFICE

"DAMNIT!" Ressler yelled after hanging up his phone. He slammed it on the table and everyone in the room looked at him in surprise. He never lost his cool like that, especially in front of his co workers.

"Ressler? What is it?" Cooper walked over towards his distressed agent, eyebrows furrowed, and concern in his heart.

"They got nothing on the prints they took from Liz's apartment. We have no lead, we're back to squeare one." Cooper understood his agent's frustrations, he was currently dealing with his own. But they had to keep cool minds in order to find their missing comrad.

"What about calling Reddinton. Surely he's already got a team looking for Liz" Samar suggested.

"No. After the battle with Mr. Caplan he changed his numbers and went back to only talking to Liz. He'll call us." Aram stated, and he was right.

REDDINGTON'S APARTMENT

"Anything Dembe?" Reddington asked his closest friend eagerly. Dembe shook his head.

"Nothing Raymond. They must have her underground somewhere." Dembe put a comforting hand on his old friend's shoulder. Red glanced at it then grabbed it with his own.

"Maybe you should call Agent Cooper. I'm sure they already began an investigation. I'll have your team start their own search." All Red could do was nod. He pulled out his phone and rang Harold Cooper.

"Cooper." Came the calm and professional tone of the Assistant Director Cooper.

"Harold." Red's voice wavered a bit so he cleared his throat.

"Reddington? We were expecting your call much sooner. Do you have any leads in Elizabeth?"

No. My men are looking for her as we speak. What did you find at her apartment?"

"Nothing. There's sign of forced entry and no sign of a struggle either. Aram is working on the street cameras now. We'll notify you should he find something."

And I will do the same for you. Thank you Harold." With that they hung up the phone. Red sat still in his chair. He closed his eyes and did something he hadn't done for a very long time, he prayed. He prayed that Lizzy would be alright and could hold out until he could get to her. After all she knew that he was her father now. There's no going back from that only forward. Not only is she waitng for Red to save her but for her FATHER to save her. And there was no way he was going to disappoint her.