Alright guys...I am sorry this took me so long ti start posting...I was kinda busy and the writing has been coming a long a bit slower than I wanted it to. With my vacation coming up soon, I hope I will be able to post as much of this story as I can, so I'll stop blabbering now and give ya the Prologue first;)
A quick thank you to Jonesy813 though:) I wouldnt have posted this story without your help:)
Disclaimer: I do not own The Blacklist or the characters. I am also not earning any money with this story!
Prologue
Desperation was pumping through his veins with every beat of his heart. He could still feel the heat burning him and his skin melting with it, peeling off of his back. The pain was excruciating but the small whimpering from the child next to him kept him from fainting and be overwhelmed by the pain.
"It's alright, sweetheart. Soon you will be safe." His voice was deep and scruffy, but the sound seemed to convey at least a little bit of comfort since the crying was reduced to sniffles and then to a heavy breathing. The little girl's dark hair was nestled in the black cushions of his car and one hand was clinging to the material of his pants.
"I hurt my daddy…" the girl whimpered through the remaining tears and sniffles. Raymond Reddington was quick to shush her and squeeze her hand in comfort.
"No, you did not, sweetheart. This was not you. Do you hear me? This was not your fault."
The girl's big blue eyes bore into his and he knew she was looking for a lie. But she didn't find it. It has not been her fault. She was only a child, which was born into a twisted family. Trained from the first day on earth to be cautious and think on her feet. To observe and react. To memorize the good and especially the bad.
It was not her fault.
She nodded and seemed satisfied with his statement. Leaning back, she closed her eyes and fell asleep within minutes.
Sighing deeply, he drove on. With one hand he took out a cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number he hadn't used for far too long. On the fourth ring, a sleepy voice answered.
"This better be good."
"Sam? It's Ray. I need a favor from you," Ray whispered.
"Ray? Raymond Reddington?" The man on the other side of the line sounded awake now and positively surprised. "Wow. It's been a while since we talked. What can I do for you? I still owe you one." He chuckled but it didn't register with Reddington.
"Yeah…I am going to visit you. I will be there in about two hours." He inhaled deeply, looking sideways to the still sleeping girl. "I will bring company. Make sure you have a full first aid kit at hand."
"W…what? What happened, Ray?" Sam asked, worry evident in his tone.
"I will tell you in person. No one needs to know about this, understood?" The silence on the line made Reddington scowl, but when Sam answered, his expression relaxed.
"Of course. You can trust me."
"I know." Reddington breathed and ended the call. He felt as if he was driving into a black hole. Into the unknown, the end of his old life. He wasn't aware of how right he was.
tbc...
Let me know what ya think of this tidbit;) I know it is not a lot yet but more will follow either today or tomorrow:)
