Welcome to my new story guys:)

You wont believe how strange my last weeks have been writing-wise. I have started three different stories nefore finally sattling on this one. The one before this one even had over 4000 words already. So strange. Never happened to me before.

But whatever. Now we are here with this one and I am really looking forward to see how it will turn out.

Now...important things first:

Disclaimer: The Blacklist or the characters are not mine and I am not earning any money with this storie!(Just entertainment:))

ANd then on we ho with the most important thing:

Prologue

Liz felt the panic rising. Felt the body of the man she had loved and been married to for two years struggling against hers. Trying to kill her. She gasped slightly when she felt the cold metal of the gun against her hand and her fingers closed over it. She pulled, hoping that Tom would lose his grip on the deathly tool but he didn't. He moved back and Liz felt her arm stretch with the motion. She took a step closer to him, wrestling against his iron grip and just when she felt the gun turning and favoring her angle, Tom harshly pulled at it and then there was nothing but pain.

Her eyes grew wide, staring into Tom's hard ones, not believing what had happened. She staggered back, rising her arms to her stomach, where she felt something sticky flow down and soak her clothes. Liz looked down at one of her hands and another gasp left her mouth when she saw red. It felt warm and somehow comforting but it terrified her at the same time. Almost like Red, shot through her mind and if she hadn't been going into shock already, she most probably would have grinned at her own thought.

A movement broke her out of her thoughts and she started to look up, but before she could see what was going on, there was another loud bang and the man standing in front of her slid down the wall to the ground. She narrowed her eyes, thinking of the reason why he was sitting there like this, not moving. And she wondered about the voice yelling at her.

She heard it like through water, not being able to make out the words. When suddenly something touched her arm, she flinched and the pain escalated. A moan pressed through her clenched teeth and the sounds around her began to get louder again.

"Lizzie? Can you hear me? You have to lie down."

Lie down? Why? Was that Red's voice? Oh right, he had been there when Tom had brought her here. Her furrowed brows relaxed and she tried to turn to him.

"Red…I."

The hand on her arm didn't let go, instead it started pushing her backwards and another hand appeared under her arm.

"Dembe, call Mr. Kaplan. You know what to do. I'll stay with her."

When the arms under her armpits titled her backwards, Liz screamed. Her knees gave out and her hands clenched into fists.

"God…"she squeezed out through her dry throat.

"Keep calm, Elizabeth, you are going to be fine, you hear me?"

Elizabeth? He never calls me Elizabeth. It must be serious.

Liz noticed her thoughts starting to swirl again. Timelines started to blur and her eyes fell shut.

"Elizabeth! Stay awake." Red's tone was harsh and Liz opened her eyes again. She felt his hands travel over her body and although only minutes ago she felt it going somewhat numb, now it was starting to prickle everywhere he touched her. When his hands arrived at her stomach, both of them hissed. Liz in pain and Red in sympathy.

"You will get through this." He assured her once again in a deep voice. "I won't let you leave me, you here me."

She nodded, because she thought it was what he expected from her. But her eyes closed again. The blackness overcame her and the only thing that accompanied her was the ringing voice of Raymond Reddington calling her name.

tbc...

Please let me know what you htink!*hiding in a deep dark corner*