She was spiraling, slowly spinning, weightlessly.

She felt as if she was Alice falling down the rabbit hole.

Her world was collapsing around her and it felt as if she couldn't do anything to fix it.

Liz had to become creative.

Things we too far gone for repair, even of he did stay with her and the FBI, they certainly could not go back to playing the roles of lovers, being each other's "friend", no personal relationships. He would return to being the criminal informant and she would return to the cold hearted work-a-holic bitch of an FBI agent.

Liz went back to how she was before she fell in love with Tom. Determined to be the best, someone who doesn't care who they hurt to get what they want- someone like Red.

Liz wanted to hurt Red, beat him at his own game. She knew he couldn't leave, the immunity deal only went into action once the blacklist was completed.

Liz created a plan.

First she went and got her hair chopped into a pixie cut, and got blondish highlights. -He had once expressed to her during a meeting with one of his "friends" that he had fantasies about her having short lighter brown hair.

Liz was a profiler first, field agent second. She is good at pattern recognition with in human interaction and how people react under certain circumstances. Red always became flustered and had trouble focusing on anything other than her when she wore skin tight dresses and sky high heels. So, to call attention to herself she revamped her wardrobe, more heels and tight dresses.

Finally she knew Red had feelings for her, no matter how much he denied them. She also saw how Ressler was jealous about her and Red being lovers for many undercover missions.

Monday, she was going to grab Ressler in front of Red and kiss him, consequences be damned. She is going to have to wash her mouth with a bar of soap after that one...
However, it should manage to start to get Red's blood boiling.

Don't fuck with mad Elizabeth Scott.

Red was pissed.

Beyond pissed.

Pissed is an understatement, he was a raging ball of fire.

Liz's father had sent him a package. That was delivered to him just minutes before she had come over.

What was in this package?

A charm from a charm bracelet he had given his daughter for her birthday the year they disappeared.

Red always knew who had done this to his family, knew who had killed them. But he never had any proof that they were really dead, and part of him wanted to believe that they were alive and well.

Now that one charm, the pink ballerina shoe charm, told him that her, his love's father had killed his wife and child.

He was also angered by the fact she was related to this monster. That he had broken down and fell in love with his enemy's daughter. No matter how beautiful, smart or perfect she maybe, Elizabeth was still related to him.

Red knew Liz's past even of she chose to shut this out of her life. He knew the abuse she sustained. He knew she wasn't the cause of her fathers ways, he had been a criminal way before she was conceived.

He didn't sleep after she left. He slapped her. He physically hurt her. He took his anger toward her father out on her. He could not sleep after he did that to her, it was too much for him to handle in one day.

Red never meant to get abusive, she went through enough of that from her father and the Tom. He didn't need to be added to the list of people who hurt her, he knew he was probably at the top of her list because of everything he has put her through since the very first day they officially met.

Monday, he didn't want it to come. He had to return to the black site, he couldn't run any more, Liz was good at finding him. And he would have to go back into hiding because the immunity hasn't been set in place. Liz was going to be scary, he had a feeling.

Red knew she was pasted the point of being naive and sorrowful about her loves. Liz and Red's hearts were frozen over with the blood of their enemies, and the hurt of the past. Not to forget the many times her heart had been broken.

Liz saw him at his weakest point, and still tried to remain with him even after all his abuse. He shut her out last night completely, and more or less told her to go fuck herself. Elizabeth Scott likes revenge, she enjoys putting the bad guys in their proper spot - in the ground or a cell.
She was going to be mean, and cruel and nasty to get him where he is supposed to be.

But his Lizzie before last night was warm, loving and fuzzy. Could she live up to the rumors from New York? Could his once upon a time Lizzie be a bitch?

Red knew one thing for sure: Never mess with a women scorned. Ever.