This is my very first time showing my writing to anyone. Specifically for Lizzington shippers Facebook's Secret Santa. For the lovely Anca.
chapter 1
This was the longest Red had gone without seeing his Lizzie. They had to split up to keep Ressler off their tails, but had planned to meet up south of the border in a month. Red knew Liz was more than capable of taking care of herself, she always had been, but he also knew the kind of people they were up against . These men made the devil look God fearing, and they would rip hell itself apart to get what they desired most. He knew she would be okay, though. He knew the specters he hired were always watching her, ready to assist and vanish back into the shadows without a trace. Lizzie would eat him alive if she found out they were still there.
It was that thought that made Red chuckle to himself, The first smile he had allowed in weeks. He flashed back to the car ride that day, the way she laid her head on his shoulder and slept, the sound of her breath, the smell of her so near him he felt his heart leap up into his throat. The both of them sitting there, with their eyes closed…He drew in a sharp breath and shook his head as he slowly let it out.
She burned through his veins like unadulterated fire, pure destruction. She would absolutely wreck him and what's more, he welcomed it with a smile. After everything that happened, Red deserved whatever punishment he received. So many things went wrong that day, and much of it he couldn't control. He still felt like an absolute failure, but that thought process was futile, and was far more deadly to their cause than the damage he believed he did.
Red knew he had to snap himself out of it, he was after all Raymond Reddington, the Concierge of Crime. One of the most notorious criminals to come along since Al Capone. He was also the biggest thorn in the Director's side now, well, him and Elizabeth Keen.
Red smiled again knowing that his plan with the journalists had worked, and that right now the Director had just as big of a mess to clean up as he did. . Intentionally being one of the main causes of that mess had been rewarding as hell. Anything that cause the Director trouble was always a highlight in his day.
Red's thoughts returned to his Lizzie. Coming to terms with her involvement in the situation left a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He had to get past this if they wanted to survive, let alone take these bastards down. As much as he wanted Liz, he wanted to make them pay. When Lizzie found out everything he knew, she would too. He was certain of it.