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Dear readers, it's me again. After a long break I've decided to write again because I got a request for a story about Liz having a little sister. Tom is almost completely out of the picture. Please read and review

These past few months had been difficult for Liz. She had received a letter from a girl named Bethany, who claimed to be her sister. She was nine years old, which was another reason for Liz to believe her mother was alive.

By now, she was actually sure of it. She hadn't told Red about Bethany for three months, but kept asking him about her own mother. Of course he noticed something was off, but he carefully avoided addressing any sensitive topics, since they needed to rebuild their trust. Two months ago, he had Tom killed by an associate of his who made it look like Tom died in a car crash with a drunk driver. Liz knew Red had something to do with it, and Red knew Liz knew.

Nevertheless, they hadn't talked about it much. The one thing Red couldn't understand about Liz was how easily she could forgive and forget. Now, a month later, their relationship was getting better and better, although he knew she was keeping a secret from him. He also was keeping secrets, probably worse secrets than hers, and Dembe was constantly telling him that she deserved the truth, but he couldn't bring himself to tell her about her mother Katerina. Liz knew her name, and she was almost certain she was still alive, but for a few weeks, Red had been feeling like she knew more than he had told her.

In her first letter to Liz, Bethany had told her why she believed Liz to be her sister. She had seen Liz and Reddington on tv during their time as fugitives, and one of her friends in the children's home she was living noticed that Bethany looked a lot like Liz, almost as if Bethany, or Beth, like everyone called her, was a nine years old version of this Elizabeth Keen everyone knew from tv. Since then, Beth had researched everything about Liz on the internet. "You wouldn't believe what I found out!" she wrote to Liz, who was terrified about the amount of newspaper articles, information and Wikipedia articles that were out there. Like many other people who followed her and Reddington's escape from the FBI, the Cabal and everyone else who wanted them dead or in prison, Beth was amazed by their 'Bonnie and Clyde' relationship. Liz even found out that there were some strange people who were writing something called 'fanfiction' about her and Red. Since she had heard about fanfiction before, she decided not to read it because she knew what kind of stories there were. She was curious about what people thought of their relationship, but she really didn't want to read any smutty stories.

Liz had been exchanging letters with Beth for three months now. Letters were kind of oldschool, but since Beth lived in a children's home in Seattle, she didn't have email. It was quite a crappy children's home, and Liz often thought about visiting Beth, but she wasn't sure if Red had people following her. She didn't want him to find out yet, she wanted to tell him about Beth in the right moment, so she gave a part of her salary to the children's home every month to help at least a little bit. She knew about Glen, Red's informant at the DMV, so she had paid him a visit after Beth's third letter to find out if they were actually related. Two months later Glen called her to his office. He was very friendly and helpful, and not at all like Red had described him.

xxxxx Present time:

Now, three months after Beth's first letter, one month after Liz found out the truth about her and countless nights of thinking about telling Red, she had made a decision.

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The next day at the office, she was distracted, she couldn't think straight and people were constantly asking if she was alright. She wasn't an agent anymore but still had a desk in the office. Her job as a 'consultant' allowed her to stay there when she had to work on a case and, unlike Red, she appreciated having a safe job in the FBI. The office she had shared with Ressler was now occupied by him and Samar, which had to be hard for both of them, since they had spent a night together and Samar had told Ressler that he sucked in bed. Everyone had heard about this, and everyone acted like nobody knew anything.

Liz looked up from her desk when she smelled Red's expensive cologne. He walked in with his usual confidence and gave her the 'We need to talk, Elizabeth' look.

"What do you want, Red?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. All she could think was he knows, he knows, he knows, oh my God, he knows.

"With me. Now."

Liz got up from her chair and followed him to another room, realizing that once again, all eyes were on the two of them. It was always like this. Whenever they went anywhere to have a private discussion, everyone stopped working to stare at them and gossip about what was going on behind the closed door. Red was well aware of the gossip in the office but didn't give a damn about what people thought. A character trait that I have to learn Liz thought to herself. When they had closed the door, she found herself in a corner, standing uncomfortably close to Red. By the way he looked at her, she could tell he was suspecting something and was determined to find out the truth.

She had to tell him.

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To be continued, thanks for reading, please leave a review and tell me what you think!