Hi and welcome to my new story! Since I was writing it parallel to the last two chapters of Deep Water, the wait for you guys wasnt too long;)

And here comes the result from the vote: The winner is The Sequel

Soooo...now it begins, the continuation of the last story and with that we all will go on an intereting journey. Obviously you will read a new story and hopefully enjoy it most of the time and I will write for the first time in my life a sequel. And honestly, I am shaking in my boots here, because the two chapters I have prewritten so far feel completely different than any other story before. I dont know why but it's kind of strange to refer to a previous story and keep in mind all the old, present and future facts.

So with other words, this story will be a challange for me and I will depend on you guys to kinda guide me a little through it. Tell me what is good what not so much and what you would actually like to hear if you have the feeling I forgot or something. I hope we will me able to get through this happily and with only minimu problem but you know me;) I'll tell ya guys if I have some kind of difficulties, just dont mind me taking a bit longer updating...but we'll see how it goes:)

Now...enough of that babbling now and on with the story.

Here is the Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own anything of The Blacklist and I am not earning any money with this or any of my stories. It's just for fun:)

Prologue

The brain is a machine that is working without pausing for a second. It is able to safe more data than any computer on earth and can do things that none of us have any explanation for. Only few of us have the ability to use more than only 10% of this wonder of nature. Those people have skills at hand that are, until now, something extraordinary and often labeled as strange and sometimes even believed to be a side effect of a sickness But what if they are not? What if they are just the next step in the evolution of the human being, which is slowly gaining intelligence and developing new capabilities?

But what if the brain is not ready to do this work yet? If the brain is overloaded by data when it isn't trained enough to adjust to the amount of new things to learn yet..

If pushed too hard, too fast there are only two options:

The brain learns and advance even further.

Or

It will simply shut down and take a break. Maybe forever.

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The house was quiet and the dim light coming from the windows was doing only an indifferent job of brightening the dark rooms. The only sound was the soft ticking of a clock in the hallway. The walls were covered in fancy wallpaper, making the impression, together with the classy furniture, of the house being from the 18th century. The only thing that betrayed this image was the hidden chamber with more than a dozen of modern high tech machineries, blinking, sighing and beeping as if they were alive themselves. For the moment the monitors were black and unused but the forgotten drink glasses and dishes showed that this room was much more often occupied by human beings than it seemed.

A door opening and a floorboard cracking broke the silence. The soft sound of bare feet sounded through the rooms and with that, the serene silence of the dawn was interrupted for at least another day.

Liz stumbled, still half asleep through the hall and tried to reach the kitchen without bumping into any furniture. After staying up until five in the morning, she had expected to be asleep for at least three or four more hours but something had woken her up. She couldn't put her finger on it, but the nagging feeling she had in her stomach, made her get up and wander through the still relatively unfamiliar place.

When she reached the kitchen, she was almost knocked down by a ball of fur, jumping up at her and demanding attention.

"Good morning, Hudson." She slurred, patting the dog absentmindedly, while searching for something to hold on to. "Did you sleep well?" she asked huskily, smiling at her old friend. She was slightly surprised when he suddenly sidestepped her and ran full speed into the direction she had come from. Oh no…she groaned inwardly and went after him. She just saw him enter the room she had just left and before she could reach the opened door, she heard a thump and a deep groan. Liz cringed, but didn't stop, entering the room and leaning against the door frame. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and grinned at the sight before her.

"I thought you didn't like him being in bed." She said, drawing up her brows.

"Since you left me I had to find someone else to cuddle with." The raspy voice answered, slightly obscured by the dog's fur.

Liz laughed, deciding to join her two men in the bed for a few more minutes after all.

Flopping down on the queen sized bed, she was instantly swallowed by the fluffy blanket. She let out a jaw cracking yawn and shifted onto her side, looking at the man lying next to her.

"Sorry for waking you, Red."

The man in question just smiled at her and nodded. She must have drifted off for a minute or two, because suddenly she felt his hand on her cheek, caressing her skin gently. She opened her eyes, sighing in contentment.

"You should get more sleep, darling." Red whispered, over Hudson's head, a tender look spreading over his face.

"You haven't slept much more than I did." Liz answered, closing her eyes anyway.

The day before had been a strenuous one. Liz had just two weeks ago started her lessons in Washington with a new teacher named Dr. Flamming. Although he was a very nice man, he didn't believe in the human being needing breaks from work or studying. The first lessons had been once again evaluations and after she had been able to get herself in his good graces after achieving a high amount of points, the real lessons had started. Yesterday she had finished the third one and at the end, Red had revealed that she would try to find her first Blacklister with her new skills.

In contrast to Red, who had the outmost trust in her abilities, Liz felt lost, out of her element and as self-conscious as a puppy making it's first steps. Her weapon to overcome this feelings was normally to gather all information she could about the topic in question and simply drown in work and studying. She knew Dr. Flemming and Red wouldn't be happy about her strategy, wanting to use a distinct method and not crazily throw herself at a material. But she simply couldn't help it and after a whole night of research, she was dead on her feet.

"You promised me you wouldn't overdo it." Red whispered, causing her to reopen her eyes.

"I don't want to disappoint you."

Red shook his head slightly. He was absolutely thrilled about Lizzie being more honest to him than ever before. That was one thing that had changed only a few weeks into their relationship. He found it funny that it wasn't only Liz who had to get used to it, but especially Red himself had to learn again how it was to have a person in his life who was honest with him…and wanted honesty in return.

"You won't disappoint me Lizzie. You cant." He leaned over the now sleeping dog and placed a short but soft his on her lips. "It's simply impossible."

Liz bestowed him with one of her sweetest smiles and snatched one of his hands, to draw it to her lips. After dropping a kiss on it, she pulled it under her cheek and nestled into it.

"Maybe I will take a little nap." She sighed and smiled when she felt Red lie back down and the room fell silent once more.

tbc...

Puh...*sweat pouring down my back* What do you think?