A/N: Welcome to the sequel to The Blacklist: The Direwolf, I apologize as things in my life haven't been up to scratch and snuff, I have been fighting some personal demons as well having a very difficult transition going from Military life to civilian life, back to military and it's been very difficult to content with leg injuries. I want to take this time and I hope my readers will look into this, when someone willingly chooses the path of a warrior they take on a lot of flak, they take on the pain of others so that families that don't have anyone in the service can sleep safe at night. I am actually the last person that you would think that War, battlefields, and lives lost is a needed. I don't, I'm of a mind that we need a force of people, our protectors that give up normal lives to safeguard their loved ones, their families and their country, but not needlessly be sent out.

Some people use the Veterans and those that currently serve as a political thing, that we would back the current government that has shown us nothing but contempt, tell us that they have no moral obligation to take care of our aging veterans, our injured veterans, our injured current service members. For those that are following the news and see where I am coming from it's a dangerous game where military forces do not have the up-to-date equipment, were we such aged vessels that they are constantly breaking down.

I'm tired, and I'm sick of this, I didn't join the military to be used such as we have been, hell I'm sure there are military out there are of the same mind. We didn't join to serve the government, we didn't join to serve the 1% that hold more money than all the poor make in a year. I joined to serve the country and it's people; the regular people. In return all I ask is that there is care given to those that have served, that continue to serve such as myself. It's not right that we make less than an NHL hockey player, it's not fair that we make less than any civilian.

So I ask that all of you, look into your communities and if you see a homeless veteran, you see a struggling soldier, sailor, airman that you stop and you help them. Look out for us, we look out for you. We don't take holidays, we don't take vacation's, we don't see our own families for months, year at a time. Look into the Wounded Warrior Programs, look into how you can help us when we have nowhere to go, we have no idea what to do when all we know is battle. Some of us are lucky enough to have support but not a lot of us have that. It's all I ask, I've had to struggle alone for the last six months without help, trying to find a job while waiting out my medical to allow me to continue on serving my country.

I'm sorry for this long rant, but I've seen too many of my brothers and sisters injured and not cared for, I've had so many of my brothers and sisters without help that they commit suicide, and something needs to happen. Something needs to give, and people need to rise up. We can only hold our own for so long before we start to crash, burn and die.

My only release is writing and this is how I try and cope the best that I can while trying to keep my spirits up, while trying to fan the flames of my fighting spirit, because I chose to fight for all of you, not for political reasons, not for recognition, not for pity, but because someone has to stand up for the PEOPLE and Human beings.

Back to the story, this takes place a few months or so after the events of The Dire Wolf. As you can tell, it's all raw, I write raw because I have yet to find a good beta, and because honestly I don't think anyone wants to beta any of my stuff, so I do this for my self and for my readers that have really enjoyed the first and slightly shorter 'novel' I started with The Dire Wolf.

All Blacklist Characters belong to the creator of the show, all OC characters are mine and will soon make an appearance in an all original Novel that I am currently plucking through at the moment. I hope you like it, and the relationships I've cultivated as some of them are political in nature LGTB being one of them.

I thank you all for reading this, and if you wish to help please send me a PM and I will respond in kind.

-Guardian


Control, everything was about control and in the months that Raymond Reddington had taken off with the FBI Agent Elizabeth Keen, the world had slowly started to fall out of control of the people that wanted to total control of the world and bring about a new order. Money was also a big motivator for a lot of people under the control that was being ripped away and apart piece by piece.

The Director sat in his chair at his desk looking out over the Potomac in the building he was in. A knock on the door had him call out and the person that had come in walked over and stood at the window.

"We haven't been able to find a viable lead on Reddington or the FBI Agent. Everything that we've put into tracking them down has yielded nothing. And our moles within the Japanese Clan are you no doubt aware are dead. Berlin is hunting for Reddington himself and even he has fallen short. What would you like us to do?"

"Get Fitch and see if he can't find Reddington, if not… use him. He's becoming a problem for us and a weakness that Reddington can exploit. Let him falter, and get rid of the other Russians attached to us." The Director said looking at his man, the man left the Directors office leaving the man looking out to the river with concern starting to form on his face.


-3 Months later-

The tension was thick, the air was tinged with the smell of jasmine and sandalwood, and the glaring that was coming from across the table was crackling as the onlookers watched with baited breath. As everyone stood around the table it was unclear of what was going to happen and who would break first.

"B4."

"You…. You…. You sunk my battleship." Came the disappointed groan of Raymond Reddington, it was unbelievable that as a tactician he lost to his daughter's bodyguard, leaning back in his seat he saw Kamryn chuckle and finish her glass of whiskey before being hugged by Saya and Liz. Dembe sat there laughing seeing the pouting look on his brother's face. Liz had gone over and wrapped her arms around her dad's neck, it had been a long game of Battleship and it was down to each player having the two peg patrol boat. It was a lucky guess on Kamryn's end after Red had a poor guess on his open space were Kamryn had her boat. "I can't believe I lost to you."

"Ahh don't worry bout it, I thought I was going to lose; that was just a bad call on your placement ey Admiral?" Kamryn grinned, Red picked up his glass of scotch and drained it before glowering at Kamryn then kissing Liz's cheek.

"Rub it why don't you Wolf." Kamryn barked out laughing, cleaning up the player's game pieces. It really was a good game, difficult to play. The winner was determined by who had the best poker face as well as the best placement in the way of strategy. Both players were previously in the Navy; one was a US Navy Admiral or would have been, the other was a Technical Lieutenant Commander.

"We should play chess, so much easier to see each others pieces and to see what strategies we can come up with."

"Nah, I think we've had enough of the games tonight, Liz wanted to go out in the morning and get some things for Aram and his girlfriend." Kamryn stood up, taking the games and putting them away on the shelf of the Safe House they were living at for the moment while the Clan completed building their new location for the first time out of Japan.

Saya and Kamryn looked to the father daughter pair after everyone else disbanded, heading to their rooms for the night. Red raised a hand, Kamryn saluted the now semi free man. After the heroics in Vancouver, the saving of the city from a nuclear holocaust, and the death of the Hellhound, Raymond Reddington was pulled off the Top Ten List of the FBI's Most Wanted List. His removal from the list was part of the President's Order after footage and eyewitness testimony helped in the case investigation of The Concierge of Crime. Liz however was placed on a wanted list after Red had taken her from the hospital with the help of the Dire Wolf.

A bounty was now placed on the FBI Agent's head through outside agencies and the Cabal about which Reddington had told Kamryn. The Fulcrum was safely hidden but if the group did not stop soon they would have to release the information out to the public and they would have to let the chips fall where they may.

Allan Fitch was trying hard to get at Reddington even going so far as to use his Ex-Wife to get him out into the open, in the end it ended with the deaths of Allan Fitch and Berlin in what could be called a weird turnabout while the Liaison continued to try and find the missing FBI agents and the Mossad Agent who was now running with Reddington. It was dangerous that now the majority key players of the Taskforce were with the 'criminal'. They did not hold anymore cards on Reddington even with the Cabal searching for his daughter who they had no idea who she was.

This was a chess game that Reddington controlled with a pawn that was actually a second queen, they needed to get the king away from the queen and out of the game but it was going to be difficult because the queen that could do the most damage was the Dire Wolf. The Director tried to put contracts on the Dire Wolf but no agency would take them on and would take the loss of money if it mean it kept their contractors alive. In a world where the darkness was afraid of the Dire Wolf that was a problem in the Cabal's side.


"Director… I've called up every and all agencies and contractors… there is no one that will take the contract to take on the Dire Wolf, even for the money we are fronting to them. The only thing I would think of is brokering a deal with the Hydra Unit. They are not cheap but they may take on the Dire Wolf and take on Reddington as well, the only problem is that they will be looking into each and every single member of the Cabal and it could be as bad the Fulcrum getting out or even worse sir." The grey haired man sitting in his high backed chair turned and swiveled away from the window to face the desk and look at the Liaison, spreading his hands out onto the table looking at the files of the problem people looking to take on the Cabal. The top file on top of another file was Raymond Reddington's unaltered Service record and file. They had tried when the man was younger to not only groom him for Admiral as he excelled in classes and his time with the Naval Intelligence but to make him a high ranking member of the Cabal. The Cabal needed a man like Reddington to be able to sway people, the inside government to enact their plans for global conflicts, but it turned out that the man was way too smart and what better way to take down the Cabal than to do it from the outside building your own empire to rival that of the Cabal?

"Call the Hydra Unit… try and keep the key members under watch at all times, I want the Dire Wolf, Reddington and his whole damn operation taken out. And if they could do it, I want the President taken out as well. We have the Vice President in our pocket and ready to step up into the place of the President. I want it all to be quiet, if they have to make a scene I want it to look like an accident." The Liaison nodded and turned to leave the room when the Director spoke up again, "And make sure Director Cooper and his lackey Ressler are under twenty-four hour surveillance. If you have to… use them as bait and kill them." The Liaison nodded and left the room as the Liaison closed Reddington's File and looked at Agent Keen's file. Once they took care of the Dire Wolf they would be able to hit Reddington where it hurt, his soft spot for the FBI agent that he had kidnapped would ultimately be his downfall. Picking up the file of the girl the Director looked at the photo of the girl and flipped through other photos, there was nothing on public record of the girl growing up and it was almost as if she had just shown up out of nowhere as a nobody. Her records where clean and there was nothing about the girl that would stand out making her anything special. Setting the file down the Director opened Reddington's file again and started at face of the man that had been a pain the ass of the Cabal for over twenty years. Looking down to Elizabeth Keen's photo the Director picked up the picture from under the paperclip and held it up beside Raymond's face and between the two of them.

It was then that the Director looked closer at the images, and he saw the connection. His daughter had actually survived the fire and he was the FBI Agent. He finally had something on the two of them, he finally had the daughter that had been missing all those years and the girl that had survived the fire.

"Son of a…"


Liz had been walking along with Kamryn at a place that held fresh fish at dock side and passed beside the stores that held local trinkets among other local items and foods.

"So this is Granville Island?"

"Yes it is, it's small and does a lot of theatre shows during the early fall. It's called the Fringe Festival and people come every year to compete and earn recognition and so on." Liz looped her arm through Kamryn's as they walked through crowds. Kamryn was more human looking in stone washed jeans, a grey knitted sweater with a black sports jacket over top it and a blue-purple toque topped off with her grey waterproof hikers.

Liz was wearing leggings, a blue sweater with a matching toque and a black wool coat with a pair of warm looking hikers and wool socks, they walked in happy companionship looking for things to get Aram and Samar. Making their way to a tea shop they went in and explored about getting a tea set for Samar along with an assortment of teas that Kamryn had done research on her new compatriot. Getting Aram some tea as well they left the tea shop and continued on under the bridge covered areas looking around the small shops. Kamryn pulled Liz into an artist's shop and picked up some ink and a few brushes for Saya to do some painting for her. For Kamryn she picked up a number of charcoal and pencils and charcoal/chalk like sticks and a new drawing pad. Liz never saw Kamryn so childlike as she browsed about and with some of the things that she wanted to get but didn't Liz made a note to get Red or Dembe to pick the exact items up for Kamryn as a gift.

After paying for their purchases Liz and Kamryn continued on along Granville Island and even came to a hat shop that Kamryn poked into, Liz laughed when she saw Kamryn looking around, Liz's attention turned to the fedoras that lined the walls. Walking to the counter Liz saw her father in her mind's eye and wondered if she should get him one.

"7 3/8th…"

"Huh?"

"Reddington… 7 3/8th for his head size." Kamryn came over with a wider brim set fedora on her head than the Kabana style she was used to seeing on Kamryn or the style Red was known typically for. Raising an eyebrow Kamryn pulled it off and fixed her toque hair that she had.

"It's coming up to Halloween, Saya and I are going to an outing. You should ask your dad if he'll take you along with us."

"It's October already?"

"You haven't been paying much attention to the time that has gone by have you?"

Liz blushed and looked at hats as Kamryn put the hat back on canted to the side over left eye, looking into the mirror Kamryn nodded and took it off handing the hat to the counter man and paid for it, it was a midnight black with a matte black band. Liz looked at the hats as Kamryn's was boxed up and set in a bag onto the counter. Liz had a look through the Fedoras as Kamryn took in her trying to figure out something for her dad.

"You know if you want to get him a hat, most are about the same, but the bands usually speak out. Choose something that would have you in it. Be it colour, the material…" Kamryn watched as Liz chose a jet black fedora make of beautiful heavy duty wool, the band had a red band on it that Liz ran a finger of the silk material as if lost in a memory.

"This one… I'll get Red this one." Handing it back to the counter man and asking for the right size from Kamryn, Liz paid for the hat and the two left with their purchases in hands as they continued on with their day. Once back on the Clan property and temporary housing that had been built the two had put away their purchases going to see where the others were at. Saya and Red were talking over some plans when Kamryn softly stepped into the room and behind the two that had their backs to them. Dembe and Mr. Kaplan looked up long enough to see Kamryn and didn't say anything and continued on. Kamryn set her hands on Saya's waist and leaned into her back and rested her chin on her shoulder.

Saya shifted her hand on top of Kamryn's in a greeting as they went over the blue prints for the home that they all would be sharing. Liz had come in and joined Red at his side looking at the modern and yet Japanese looking home plans while tucking into her father's side. It would be a mirror of the house that Kamryn owned in Japan with the addition of a couple more rooms, a safe room and a tunnel that lead into the cave systems that had been found under the mountains. After the meeting was done Red and Liz left to get dinner together while Kamryn stood at Saya's side looking at her while discussing plans about dealing with the Cabal.

"You know that the FBI is under the control of the Cabal now correct?"

"I do, I got the report you sent me about the tails on Agent's Cooper and Agent's Ressler. There isn't much we can do other than try to plant in some of the clan… the only problem is that they will the see the clan as they are Japanese."

"What about Dria?" Kamryn's head snapped to the side at the mention of her friend.

"I can't do that… not to her." Saya rose an eyebrow and pulled down the collar of Kamryn's shirt to run a finger over one of the scars that 'Dria had left behind. Kamryn shivered and gazed at Saya to see what she would do other than play with the discoloured tissue.

"You know that she has contacts that could go into it, it would have to be here, but it would have to be someone that would have to be vetted by not only her but cleared by us and the clan." Kamryn sighed and dropped her head once lightly for a nod.

"I know… I just don't want her getting hurt."

"I'm sure 'Dria knows how to play that game very well, look at what she's done and how well hidden she is despite her public appearances. There is a reason she is known as the Viper, she'll be okay Kamryn." Saya pulled the collar down more to see the extent of the deep older scar.

"Do you remember how you got this one?"

"How could I forget? 'Dria attacked me shortly after her rape. She got me pretty good before I could get her to the hospital, she had no idea that it was me that had rescued her that night, she still doesn't know." Saya put the collar back as she put both hands on Kamryn's chest lightly as she stood front to front with her partner.

"One day you will have to tell her what you did, one day she will have to know the truth as to what you did to her attacker." Kamryn lowered her head a fraction more letting shame and sadness show from behind her eyes as her face visibly aged before Saya, "Remember that you did what you did to protect her further and other women that this man had assaulted, without you there would be a dangerous predator that would continue his terror." Kamryn's face shifted to anger at the thought of the monster being free and loose instead of what she did to him. Saya put a hand to Kamryn's face and lifted it so she could see the fire burning behind those eyes.

"No one should have to ever go through what she did and I'm torn by what I did, but torn because it took something from 'Dria that she can never have back." Kamryn growled low at that as Saya leaned in close and placed a gentle kiss on Kamryn's lips before stepping back.

"And it is why I let you help her as she had helped you. Now go and talk to her, get the Viper to help us. The clan cannot do anything and it will be up to you to help protect and cover her the best that you can, I have other plans that need to be attended to and I'm sure from the text message that your phone got that she's waiting for you." Kamryn's head cocked to the side at that comment as Kamryn looked to her cell phone and the text message from her friend.

"I still don't know how you did that." Saya laughed warmly before taking Kamryn's hand and pulling her away towards the kitchen were the voices of Red and Liz telling stories warmed the atmosphere and warmed Kamryn's darkened mood as they spread out an array of foods and the eating implements. Sitting on the floor of the kitchen father and daughter sat beside each other with their backs leaning against the wall while Saya and Kamryn sat side by side against the cabinets while Dembe was sitting on a box. It was a heart-warming sight as the 'family' of sorts sat and had dinner like normal people instead of being the people that the world saw them as.

It was about time for everyone to sleep as Kamryn pulled on her wool coat buttoning up before she flipped the collar up to her high collar look over her changed work attire. Saya stood by the door and held out a folder for Kamryn to take, picking up the car keys Kamryn walked over and took the folder and stepped up to Saya offering her a soft smile.

"Go to your friend, help her and enjoy the night alright?"

"I'll try to… but know…"

"I know Kamryn, I love you too and it's okay I understand what you have to do, me and 'Dria talked at length about this, I know where your heart and soul lie." Saya and Kamryn shared a soft kiss before the scarred woman left the home and shut the door softly behind her that was quickly locked. Kamryn went to the car and unarmed it before climbing in and putting the folder to the side as she looked to the house and the occupants inside. Something was coming and the Direwolf would need all the friends that she would need. There would people that would come after those that she was sworn to protect and Liz was at the top of the list beside her father and 'Dria would be one of the few people that could keep tabs and eyes in places that they no longer could, it would just be difficult for Kamryn to ask of her friend because of the anniversary of her attack six years to the day.

Putting the key into the ignition Kamryn turned the car over and looked at the house one last time before she backed out of the drive way and proceeded to the home of her friend within the city that she never left despite all the evil that crawled in its back alley's like a cancer.


The drive to the city was one of the most unsettling things for Kamryn because it reminded her so much of the past and the areas that she had been warned about to never go, places and streets to not walk down either during the day or the night. It was disgusting how people could treat each other the way that they were. It was ever more disgusting that it was the world that Kamryn lived in, killed in and defended in.

The darkness learned of what the Direwolf was and learned that the Wolf had come back home, those that thought the Wolf was a joke learned quickly by arrests or by Kamryn having come across a back alley mugging or drug transaction that the city was under watch. Kamryn had left those creeps in a heap usually by the front doors of the police station when no one was looking, otherwise it would be an anonymous call for police to pick up the scum. As petty as it was Kamryn was a highly paid and now permanent fixture within Reddington's Organization and those that had tried to attack Red only learned and had been attacked by the Direwolf and the ninja Clan in return. No one was ever left alone and with the increased actions of the Cabal and putting Liz on the quiet but actively sought after list that they needed more help.

Arriving at 'Dria's home Kamryn parked and cut the engine before she pulled the folder from the passenger seat and opened it looking at the information including the contracts for Liz before Kamryn ran a hand through hair and got out and locked up. Heading for the high-rise apartment elevator Kamryn hit the button and thought about the last time that Kamryn shared 'Dria's anniversary, hearing the elevator ding Kamryn stepped in and turned around on the spot and hit the button for the top floor. Feeling the elevator shift and move heading up Kamryn shook the images away from the night that she found 'Dria on the floor of her apartment after the call from help, each floor brought up the images and the rage that she felt for the man that had been her boyfriend. Taking a deep breath the elevator stopped and Kamryn stepped out and down the hall to the on door that would lead to the home of her friend, what state her friend would be in Kamryn didn't know because it had been so long ago.

The door was partly open but music softly played, pushing the door open lightly Kamryn stepped through and looked around smelling candles, hearing blues music in the back ground the lights at a soft dim. Softly shutting the door Kamryn locked it and chained the door lock before turning around and stepping softly through the foyer and stepped by a pair of heels and coming by the kitchen that held the remains of dinner cooked up and an already empty bottle of wine with a second one half empty already a wine glass nowhere in sight. Stepping into the kitchen Kamryn looked around before putting her hands by the stove and over the elements, dinner was recently done and the elements still hot, 'Dria finished dinner not too long ago. Stepping back into the foyer Kamryn headed down and past the dining room seeing nothing on the table before going towards the living room where Kamryn stopped and watched her friend with a glass of wine in hand dancing solo.

Kamryn watched her friend as her hips swayed, her feet shifted in time to the music, 'Dria's eyes were closed as she spun and moved her arms along her body and back up before she swayed again and shifted her feet before dipping slightly. Watching her finish her glass of wine Kamryn put the folder down on the coffee table and silently stepped to her and putting a hand at the back of Dria's waist positioning herself as the lead of the dance, Dria's eyes never opened as Kamryn took the wine glass and moved the two of them close enough to the coffee table for her to put her down before she took up Dria in the proper dance position with a hand in hers and one at her back. Dria never opened her eyes and let Kamryn lead as they moved together almost as close as a tango, but an almost movement like the waltz as they moved back, twisted, dipped, ground, swayed and gripped at each other. When the song was done, Kamryn and Dria danced a couple more songs before they stopped at the fourth song in for Kamryn.

"Dria…" the woman clung to Kamryn as she wrapped her arms around her friend and let her cry out all the pain, all the suffering and for the fact that there would be no one else that she could physically intimate with. They stood there in the living room as Kamryn let her friend grieve.

Once Dria had calmed down the two moved to sit on the couch, but not before Kamryn made tea for the both of them and they sat in silence after Kamryn had taken her coat off and left hanging over the back of the couch. Dria was curled up into Kamryn side as Kamryn ran up and down Dria's shoulder staring at nothing, not talking about anything.

"Thank you for being here this year…"

"I'm sorry I haven't been around for the years before, I know I should have been and I wasn't."

"You are here this year and that's what makes all the difference." Kamryn looked down and kissed the crown of Dria's head and took a deep breath and resumed rubbing her shoulder in small circles. With her shoes off behind the couch and her feet kicked up on the coffee table the two friends sat there before Dria ran a hand over Kamryn's thigh and up to her stomach and resting her hand there feeling the rough scars from the burns that Kamryn had suffered many, many years ago.

"I want to see the scars…" Kamryn looked down as Dria's gaze tipped up, Kamryn cocked her head to the side suddenly she felt very guarded and defensive about the request. Dria sat up and moved so that she was straddling Kamryn's thighs, "I want to see what they did to you…"

"You've seen the scars Dria… you know what they look like."

"I've seen them when I was drunk and in near darkness, what we do is usually left to the darkness but I want to see what they did to you." Kamryn swallowed and looked again dropping her head a fraction as Dria rested her hands on Kamryn's chest before unbuttoning the shirt slowly. Kamryn should have known this was going to come one year, she didn't like to be vulnerable but Dria had never seen the real extent even in their last sessions together. With each button undone Kamryn set both hands on either side of Dria's thighs and watched her eyes as they took in the scarring that started up at the right side of her neck and into her hairline from where she had been laying on a piece of metal that had wrapped around her. The scarring was a mixture of burns, cuts, and grafts and as Dria took in the damage, the shirt opened more as Kamryn closed her eyes feeling the tracing of Dria's fingers along the ruined flesh.

Images flashed through Kamryn's brain as she remembered the past, as she closed her eyes she was taken back to a time when she was less ruined and more whole and in a place where her family was still alive.


-Eight Years Ago-

Grunting with effort to put the pack on her back Kamryn stood in her Navy NCD's and Beret on her head, she had just gotten off the boat and there stood her family, they were there to welcome her back after her nine month deployment away on the open sea in a place that she couldn't tell her family. Hugging her aunts and uncles she turned to her mother and father and hugged the two of them tightly before they all took off back her parents' house.

They had set her up in the guest bedroom and let her unpack for the month that she would be staying with them, still wearing her military clothing she stepped out of the room and Kamryn looked to the room that had boxes of unpacked things. Pushing the door open Kamryn looked into the room seeing the writing on the boxes before she felt the presence of her father behind her.

"Don't dwell on it."

"How can I not, it's my brother. I can't help but wonder if there was something that I could have done to help change his future." Kamryn stepped back and looked to the age and weathered face of her father who looked into the room for a moment before switching and turning his gaze to Kamryn.

"No there isn't, he chose the life of crime, he chose to put himself in the position he is now. That is his problem not yours it was never yours Kamryn. Remember we all choose who we want to be in life and he chose poorly." Kamryn's father put his hand on her shoulder and squeezed it before he walked away and down the hall to his study. Kamryn looked into the room once more and peered into some of the boxes pulling a few items out and looking over the things inside. Tossing the items back into the open box Kamryn left the room and shut the door behind her and headed downstairs and to the kitchen where she saw her mother at a cutting board taking apart a chicken and tossing the bones into a zip lock bag.

"Hey mom."

"Kamryn…" Kamryn moved to go and help her mother out by putting away the dishes in the dishwasher, it was quiet and it was to be expected it had taken years to repair their relationship but with the arrest, conviction and the imprisonment of her son she realized that she taken the wrong route when it came to the way she had treated her daughter growing up. They had finally made up when her son had attacked her and Kamryn had been there to pry him off his mother and to get a licking from Kamryn.

The courts found that on top of the extortion and drug dealing he had been implicated in several murders and had been charged with them ultimately landing him in a maximum security prison away from his family. When Caleb had tried to appeal and it failed he had blamed Kamryn for turning his family against him and it was a news worthy story when he had attacked her at the appeal and Kamryn was hospitalized when he tried to make a run for it.

"How were your travels?"

"It was good, got to visit Hawaii and I watered your plants when I was down there like I promised, and the place is cleaned up I made sure of it. It's ready for you to go back down next month. How are you?"

The knife in hand scraped against the cutting board a few of cuts before the knife stopped and Kamryn's mother turned and looked at Kamryn with tears in her eyes.

"Your brother called us again…"

"What did he want?"

"Told us when he got out we would get what was coming to us and there would be no way that we would be saved." Kamryn stepped up to her mother and pulled her into her arms and hugged her tightly.

"Mom…. Penny, he can't do anything to you and I would die before I let him come back into your life. He's already hurt dad enough you don't deserve that." Kamryn stepped back and put both of her hands on her mother's shoulders taking in the creases on her face, the grey that was starting to show more and more every day through the red and brown hair. Her mother's face sagged in sadness every day and it showed how depressed she was becoming with the fear of the threat of her head and the fact that she thought she had done her son wrong over the years. "Even if he manages to get connections outside of the prison they would be stupid to try and attack us here at our home, and they would be stupid enough to try and attack when there are military and police living in the complex as your neighbours."

Penny nodded as her husband came down with his tablet in hand, he was looking over a medical report that was sent to him via a nurse about one of his patients.

"Garret what did I tell you about bringing your working downstairs with you?"

"Ahh but this is a case I need to be kept updated on, we are trying to figure out if the young boy is going to need to put on the register for an organ transplant. It's touch and go to see if his kidneys are going to fail over the next day or two or if the medication will help reverse the damage to both of them."

"How is the young guy anyways?"

"He's not doing too great, was at school and playing soccer when he took a kidney shot with the ball, we thought it was going to be just simple bruising but it turned out that the injury revealed more than just bruised kidneys and that's what we are trying to figure out. They are shutting down, both of them."

"Well, if there anyone that could figure it out it's you dad. I wouldn't worry too much about it things work themselves out in the end."

"You know Grace is saying there might be something more as the boy's heart is slowly starting to fail as well, maybe I'll consult her later on see what she has to say." Nodding Kamryn helped her mother finish with the food and cooking, when they sat down to eat Kamryn shared some stories that she could without getting into trouble. It was mainly her telling about her swimming with sharks, traveling to places and trying new foods. They shared a good number of laughs as they had their dinner, dessert and through their clean up. At the end of the night both of her parents went to bed as Kamryn sat on the deck and looked out to the moon on the clear night and sat back breathing in the air of the ocean that was not too far off.

A phone rang and Kamryn got up and picked up the phone it woke up her parents without looking at the caller ID, a male voice at the other end of the line spoke up.

"How does it feel to be home?"

"Who is this?"

"Oh you damn well know who it is, you put me in prison and now I'll show why they should have given me the needle. You should have stayed away Kamryn."

There was a click at the other end and Kamryn looked at the phone before shutting it off and putting it down. Growling low Kamryn when to her neighbours and knocked on their doors and when the occupants saw here and the phone in hand they let her in. Sitting down with cups of coffee Kamryn told her neighbours and her older compatriots what happened and they swore to look out after her parents and family. The police Sergeant had called up his superiors to inquire about the whereabouts of Caleb Destler. The one military office called the MP's and the military NCM's looked between Lieutenant Commander Destler, and the Army Captain, they took the private orders from their commanding officers to look out after the Destlers'.

They stayed up all night coming up with a plan but little did they know that no matter how well laid out the plans were, it would be nothing but destruction and sadness. A couple weeks after shadow watching the Destlers' Kamryn stood at her mother's side in the Law office she worked in and listened as the police and federal investigators stood by and explained that Caleb Destler had escaped and it hadn't been reported. Kamryn turned and looked at the RCMP officer with crossed arms.

"When did he escape?"

"We don't know, prison guards are being interrogated as we speak right now. We have no idea as of how your brother got out."

"You are aware of the death threats to my family correct?"

"We are aware." Nodding Kamryn stepped up beside her mother who had her hands covering her face to cover the tears of fear that were streaming down her face. Kneeling down beside her mom, her law partner walked in and moved to the front of the desk, standing Kamryn looked at Garret Anderson. Garret Anderson had been a long-time friend of her mother's and they shared a brother-sister relationship and they built the law firm that dealt with any all sorts of court cases.

"Do you mind picking up the lunch from downstairs? I'll stay with your mom." Kamryn nodded and started for the lobby of the elevator the police and quickly left after they informed her mother. There was a repair guy fixing some lights in the ceiling, a UPS driver picking up packages. As she hit the button for the elevator Kamryn put her hands into her pockets and thought about what would go down next, her neighbours were taking the time off they could to shadow her family and when the door opened she passed by a the neighbour Master Corporal with some coffee, nodding Kamryn stepped onto the elevator and hit for the ground floor.

Stepping off the elevator there was some sort of issue at the front lobby desk and as Kamryn stepped forwards all she had was a moment before an explosion ripped through the lobby, the elevators and several floors up. Something burning had collapsed onto Kamryn who screamed in pain as a sheet of metal from somewhere had wrapped around her middle, something attached to her neck and her arm as she was blown to the ground. Smelling flesh burn Kamryn was in and out of pain and she had no idea how much had time had passed but someone was spraying her down with water as someone was prying something off of her, there was so much pain and the black around the edges of her vision darkened, something was pulled away from her and there were screams and something pressed to her body and face before she passed out.

The next time that Kamryn had woken up she had no idea what had happened, she was so fuzzy and part of her vision was skewed by white but she couldn't open her right eye. Blinking slowly she looked around turning her head gingerly to see the beeping machines. There was a dull feeling of some sort of weight on her left hand, so turning her head gingerly and carefully she saw her friend Dria with her head by her hand and her hands over hers.

Grunting softly Kamryn shifted and it woke the woman up who looked at her with tears in her eyes, Kamryn blinked her one eye and turned her gaze to the police officer and military dressed man at the door. Dria stood up and left the room as the two men walked in and shut the door. By the end of the talk there was a pain filled anguished roar that echoed down the halls as nurses and doctors fled to the room as alarms blared.

That was the last time that Kamryn saw Dria due to her rage, her anger and the fact that she now had no one left, her father had been killed in a blast at the hospital that he worked at, her mother was killed in the fire from the explosion left by whatever took the law firm out and fifty other people. It was a year of recovery through grafts, it was during this time that Kamryn learned that her physical features had changed, it took time for her to overcome the fact that the metal that had been wrapped around her front at an angle had cooked the skin and fat of her breasts to the point that a double mastectomy was required and there would be no way for her to have implants as there was not enough skin to take the implants. Kamryn had muscle replacements on her chest and her torso for the extremely damaged areas along her side, her pecs and her abs. It took further months of recovery that she retired from the military but she took on the challenge of recovery to become something more.

She had delved into the underworld and learned the tricks of the trade to become someone the criminal element might use for their crew until they found that that Kamryn had used them to get at her brother. Everything she was doing was in the search of her brother who had started becoming known as the Hell Hound. Kamryn quickly carved out the name of Dire Wolf through her assassinations and her ability to politically tie and implicate to the truly wicked, as well as becoming a dangerous bodyguard.

She had met Saya while providing protection detail to the daughter of a Senator that was fighting against an unknown evil that that not Kamryn had been able to penetrate until the meeting of Reddington. The years prior to the death of the Hell Hound had left bloody swaths from the siblings with the only difference that Kamryn was sought out for protection and the other was sought out for destruction and terrorist acts.

Kamryn's ability to hit silently, destructively, and creatively earned her her legendary status in a few short years instead of decades. The connections she forged in beginning came from close friends of whom she did not care of their life style so long as they didn't kill innocents, it was the opening from an old classmate who was part of the Italian mafia that had taken on the payments to help heal Kamryn and pay for her medical bills. In return Kamryn protected the old family that used fear and blackmail instead of murder and extortion to get what they wanted. An old family that did business through the family and honesty even for criminals, and for their services they provided protection details and the occasional wet works team.

From there they put Kamryn through everything and they allowed to her to go after payments were squared away, they knew that she was in just for the skills and the skills they gave her, the only request was that if she needed help that she would have to pay fees like the rest. Kamryn agreed to their terms and she hadn't had to use them, but for their generosity in teaching her she gave the family money whenever she could and sent in as a thank you, the mafia was a strange one because they initially did not want the money but they took it when Kamryn told them to invest in the community and help the elderly and the youth to stay out of the life of crime.

Time continued to go by as Kamryn took on more and more dangerous jobs, took out the equally dangerous until she was attacked by a European serial killer and nearly gutted, but was saved by the Japanese clan. They took her in and healed her as best as they could for Kamryn had saved the daughter of the Clan Leader. The two during her time in recovery grew close and Kamryn ended up leaving and nearly breaking Saya's heart because of the wish of the Clan leader.

The scars grew older, tighter, through the years and it was a testament of what Kamryn had been through, and what she could continue to go through.


Opening her eyes Kamryn looked at Dria and saw that her shirt was off and Dria was at Kamryn's back running a hand down the scars that disappeared below the belt line. The muscles under the damaged flesh rippled and tightened under the touch as Kamryn looked over her shoulder and Dria moved a bit raising a hand to cup the side of Kamryn's face as they touched foreheads.

"I had no idea how bad it was… they never showed us."

"It was bad, the pain was unbearable at times, recovery hurt as they stretched the skin and the new muscles that I had donated and grafted to me. It was a miracle that I could even feel what I can now with how bad the burns were."

"I wish you had stayed and not disappeared when you did."

"I had to, I couldn't let you see me like that. You know how private I am Dria." Taking a deep breath Kamryn let it out slowly as Dria rubbed her thumb lightly along Kamryn's cheek before kissing the damaged skin on the right side of Kamryn's face. Kamryn's eyes opened as she leaned back and pulled Dria out from around her and she crawled back onto Kamryn's lap.

"I'm glad you are here."

"Always…"

Kamryn and Dria sat there touching foreheads listening and feeling each others emotions, Dria gripped tightly at Kamryn as the woman pushed herself to a stand and took her friend who clung to her with her legs wrapped around her waist to her bedroom. The two of them engaged each other on the anniversary of something that destroyed one life and began something new, the file would wait til tomorrow as the two friends helped each other through their past and pains.


Sun filtered in as a low moan issued from the bed and the tangled up sheets, the curtains stood partly open as the light game through and shone on the two that were slowly waking from last night's activities. The first thing Kamryn in her position was Dria's hair and her head on her chest listening to the beating of her heart. Kamryn raised her hand that was had been protectively wrapped around Dria's back and swept the hair away from her face and looked at the starting to wake face of her friend. Smiling softly Kamryn put her arm back and gently squeezed her which was returned with the arm that was around her middle.

"Morning."

"Morning Kamryn." Laying there the only thing that Dria did was tangle her legs up more with Kamryn's and snuggle closer to Kamryn while sighing contently. They laid like that until Dria moved her arm below the sheet that was covering at least their waists and it was Kamryn that groaned before she flipped Dria over and they came together again. When they finally left the bed, showered and were clothed Kamryn sat at the island with the file spread out before her as Dria moved around making them tea.

"So other than the anniversary of my past, Saya mentioned that there was something going on and something you wanted to ask of me."

"I don't want to put you in any position that you could mean you could get hurt."

"What's the job, I want to hear it come from you." Dria looked at Kamryn and the ex-sailor couldn't help but lift the corner of her mouth up into a semblance of a smile, Dria was always commanding and controlling even when they went to college together.

"We need eyes in the federal law enforcement, we are having problems with the Cabal and them placing people into the FBI and other locations looking for Keen, it's becoming a problem if we have no way of keeping track of the Task Force or get in contact with Agents Ressler or Cooper." Dria moved to Kamryn's side and sat on her lap sideways as she looked over the file. Kamryn smiled and wrapped and arm around Dria to keep her from falling off her perch.

"You need in on the Americans, and you want mole against a mole. I'll have to talk to either the Irish Dragons, or the 'Vampire'. I wouldn't trust anyone else but those two if you want a chameleon in on the FBI, the problem is that the hit out on them before and the Direwolf was supposedly contracted to take them out. I'll have to convince them otherwise that you are not out to get them." Dria put and arm around Kamryn's neck and playing with the hair at the back her head causing Kamryn's eyes to close against her will.

"The Vampire? Last I heard there was a contract out to have them hunt me, I had no idea…"

"Supposedly… I will look into it, the Vampire will answer my call personally at least. Seeing as he has been watching my side business when I am not at the dungeon." Kamryn chuckled, she should have known that she would close contacts enough that she could have easy contact, and if the Vampire was a protector of sorts for Dria then it would make sense that Dria would have something close enough to what Kamryn was.

"He's not a protector if that's what is going through your head Kamryn. He's dangerous but he keeps the business coming in and running while going about his business. He's an information gatherer, it's how I am up to date and able to run with the criminals and remain hidden." Kamryn chuckled and dropped her head some, "There is only one protector and I'm currently sitting on her lap at the moment."

"Fair enough Dria, fair enough."

"I'll talk to the Vampire later today when I go to the dungeon, I will contact you once I have spoken to him, if not I will look into contacting the Irish Dragons. That group might be a bit more willing but I don't know if they would be willing to get into the FBI to keep tabs on the Cabal." Kamryn nodded and rested the side of her face on Dria's shoulder wrapped both arms around Dria's waist as they sat there comfortably.

When the two finally parted Dria stepped up close and wrapped her arms around Kamryn and hugged her tightly, Kamryn returned the sentiment and kissed the top of her friend's head before letting go. The two left with Kamryn returning to the temporary home. When she had pulled up Kamryn parked the car and saw Hudson outside with Red and Liz watching the dog.

Kamryn got out of the car and shut the door locking up as the small little terrier ran up and jumped at Kamryn's legs. Kamryn knelt down and laughed rubbing the dog's head as the little dog tried to climb up onto Kamryn's leg once again.

"Hello."

"Reddington, Liz." Kamryn stood up and walked over to the two and stuck her hands into her jacket pockets to warm her hands.

"You are coming back a bit late aren't you?"

"No, I come back exactly when I mean to, beside there are other things that I must attend to if we are to try and stay a step or two ahead of the Cabal. Because we no longer have eyes on the Cabal in the FBI or where you used to work Liz, Saya and I discussed a plan in which we talked to a contact of mine to get eyes into the game as it were. Liz cannot return to her job and we are looking at the Cabal putting contracts out on both you and her."

Red's eyebrows furled and put his hands into pants pockets taking a step away from Liz and looking down the road, his eyes glazed over as he thought about his next moves against the Cabal. If there were contracts out of him that was something he could deal with, but if there were hits out on his daughter that's an entirely different matter in itself. He would need the Fulcrum and he would have to keep an eye out on anyone hunting for it.

His thoughts turned to a report from within his organization that Luther Braxton was looking for something, Red would have to look further into the situation and see if there was any merit for any form of concern, if there was he was going to have to figure out what to do and he would have to tell Kamryn to keep Liz out of pubic sight until he could deal with it. Bringing himself back to the present he turned to see Kamryn and Liz talking about something before they looked over and stared at Red in almost a comical fashion.

"What?"

"Oh… nothing." Liz and Kamryn turned and walked away with Hudson looking at Red like he had done something wrong, Red cocked his head and took a step to follow before he stepped on something and almost slipped, he managed to catch himself and looked down finding that he stepped in Hudson's poop and it was Red's loud swearing that had Kamryn and Liz laugh heartily as they entered the house with Hudson speeding inside to avoid the unhappy Red.


-3 Weeks later-

"Red, you can't do this to her. You have to tell your daughter, this isn't going to go away…"

"I don't expect it to go away, but I will not have her anywhere near this situation."

"And you want me to lie to your daughter, I protect her as it's my job but also because we are family. You are telling me that I need to take her and hide her?" Red put his hand down on the table by the reports that Mr. Kaplan had given him.

"I can't risk Braxton drawing her out into the open, you've already killed Berlin for the death of Fitch. You have a contact within the Cabal provided he doesn't get himself shot and Dria has eyes in on the FBI for us. The problem is now that there is a new player alongside Braxton. The Hydra are in play and these guys are nasty ass pieces of work. If they are in, you can count on them to have eyes on every single Cabal member because if even one of them backs out or double crosses the Hydra, they all fall." Kamryn threw down the file folder she had in hand on top of the paperwork that Red had, "And it's not just them, take a guess who's the mediator between the two?"

"The Liaison…"

"This guy, whomever it is. They are working directly with the Director, I've got wind from the Vampire that the Liaison is working some sort of agenda with Director to move forward a time table. They are also looking for Liz, or Masha… the name of your daughter that had been kidnapped for that brief period of time, they are also looking for a Katerina Rastova…"

"No… no, no, no…" Red looked mildly panicked and that would be putting it mildly as Kamryn watched the man dig around for something. Kamryn's eyebrow was raised as she stepped closer, Red pulled a very old card and his cellphone out punching in numbers and putting the phone to his ear listening to the ringing, "Pick up…" Red stood there for two minutes before he shut the phone off and threw it across the room in a fit of aggression.

"I need you to keep my daughter away from the tv, the news and anything that she might pick up. I have to go, I have to try and salvage this situation."

"What's going on Red?" Red went for the door and opening it to see Dembe standing there, stopping and looking back at Kamryn the man looked to his daughter's protector dropping his head down a fraction before he left the room and house with Dembe in tow. That was the first time Kamryn's life that she had no idea of what to do in the situation that she had been put in, turning and putting her back to the door she put her hands into her pockets and dropped her head. Having no idea how long she had been standing there Kamryn heard a timid voice that shook her out of her revere and her gaze turned to Liz who stood in the doorway with Red's jacket clutched in her arms.'

"Where is Red?"

"I don't know Liz… I really don't know…" Kamryn turned fully as the woman came in and went to Kamryn who wrapped her arms around Liz as the woman cried. Kamryn swore mentally and berated Red for doing this, he would have to get the Vampire to keep an eye on the FBI as well as keep Liz away from wherever Red was so that she could kick his ass soundly and drag him back to his daughter.

Putting Liz to bed Kamryn turned on the news in her room and stood in front of the TV with her arms crossed over her chest a low growl coming from her throat and phone in hand. Saya walked in after having taken a shower and she walked over to Kamryn and put her arms around Kamryn's middle and her chin on Kamryn's shoulder looking at the screen.

"Reddington has pulled a disappearing act?"

"Yes, he wouldn't tell me anything. The only thing that I got out of was a name Katerina Rostova…" There was a sharp intake and Kamryn's head snapped to the side and looked at Saya who let go of Kamryn and moved to the front of her.

"Do you know her?"

"I know of her; my father knew her. Trained her, but I we never saw her it was a one on one thing, there was apparently some difficult history between her and Red, something happened and it involves Liz."

"Do you know what it was?"

"No, just that there was a very strong familiar bond, father didn't speak much but there is something very intriguing about the situation that Red left at a turn of a dime at the mention of the name."

"I contacted the Vampire and he's not exactly happy but he'll keep an eye on the FBI. There have been rumblings within the unit about Agents Ressler and Agent Cooper, but right now it's a leash control. There have a been a few meetings that the Vampire was able to get intel on and it has something to do with a man named Luther Braxton and something called the Factory." Kamryn stepped away and put her cellphone down and looked at the screen again shaking her head as Saya took up one of Kamryn's hands and brushed her thumb over some of the burn scars on the top of the hand.

"We'll find Reddington and we'll figure this out."