Elisabeth Keen was no longer Elisabeth Keen .
Elisabeth Keen was no longer a federal agent.
She 'd gone through so many names in the last months that she barely remembered who she was.
Until Dembe phoned her that chilly day and called her Agent Keen again.

After several months on the run they had split up just two weeks ago ; he had told her that it was a main step to ensure her security, to confuse the FBI and the same Cabal 's resources .
She could not forget her last glance at was in his shirt ,sleeves rolled up, with wide eyes at her as if he was also clinging to his last sight of her.

He had given her documents to travel and the position of the safe house where his surveillance team was waiting for her arrival.

They would meet just concluded his business, he told her, but she knew by his evasive look that something bothered him; of course, he would never have said her what it was.
That was the last time she saw him .

But Elisabeth Keen was a smart woman : she had inserted a tracking chip in Red watch and had monitored all his movements since they had separated.
And then, that day had come .

After his first attempt to their lives, Mr. Solomon had vanished in the shadows, but it was clear that it was only a matter of time before he found them again , and she was right because that night he had come for Red and after a long fight he had taken him .
She was not able to know where they had plan to keep him this time.
It was not the Fbi box that he had to escape from.

Nothing more, nothing escapes the blacklist easier, no more task forces.

He will never come out from wherever he was locked in.

Elizabeth Keen, however, was allowed to move on , to continue in her life, to spend the years that come ,starting a new life. Maybe a house by the sea where she could caress the sand with her feet under the bright skies

The price was forget, betray him .
The price was pretend she had never loved him.
She couldn't.

She looked for Dembe. She needed help
He looked different,not the man she remembered. He had gained muscle and lost weight since she had seen him last time. There were unknown lines in the corner of his eyes,he looked tired and sad, almost lost.
"I do not know where he is yet. If he is still alive.I am still searching for clues ."
Dembe looked away, to hide an emotion that he did not want her to see. Perhaps shame.
Shame for not have saved his best friend.
Liz tighten her jaw . She was aware of shame herself , after the recent events of her life.
"Red trained you for this type of operation."
"Raymond could be dead. Or broken beyond repair."
"Dembe, we are special beings who are willing to burn the world to protect the person we care," she said with certainty.
He sighed.
"So, you're right, I can't go back.I have to do this "
Dembe gave a pained smile.
"I have a clue about Armenia"
I'm ready," she said, smiling and shaking her head "Just give me a weapon and few men. We can do that, can't we ?"
it took a month to find out anything close to a workable plan : working together, serching for each contact which could lead to find a decent clue
They were unable to sleep. Excitement was too much , the adrenaline rushing. Liz struggled to memorize everything they had found out
Vanessa Cruz made contact with Dembe one week after their departure for Russia

They controlled her movements for two weeks before Liz made the decision to trust her. Finally she met her and accepted her help .
She just brought her laptop and a large ziplock bag full of documents and codes when they met in Red Square in Moscow .
They needed a masterpiece of pre-planning, no possibility of had to be perfect

They arrived in the desert of Armenia , in the distance many disused buildings ; she had never seen anything like this: the Medzamar nuclear power plant .
It was there that Red was supposed to be , hidden deeply in the old building
The violation of the perimeter was intricate, they made hostages. The team made his entrance in to the building, , without having to kill. There were more than fourty men there,.
They avoided the elevator, stuck at ground level. It required a code and they couldn't access, they couldn't risk anyway .

They arrived safely in a cage at the bottom, exposed. And there was one of the most difficult parts of the plan, which depended on the agreement set in motion two weeks ago with Vanessa .
A new life for her in exhange of the deciphering code
The woman with murderous eyes took the key code from Liz and approached the slot on the wall, deciphering the code.
A door opened.
They were in.
Liz killed without mercy, as well as her team, when she saw in the distance a big , muscular man with a big machine gun hanging on the back, approaching them.
The guards chief. He probably had the code.
She wasn't sure on Red to be able to move. They needed the elevator to escape .
The guards were mercenaries , seriously focused on the mission as if it were a matter of life or death for them.
Liz and her team killed them easly due to the fact her team was faster and better armored than that pile of deadly warriors .

"Go in the Control room!."
Liz moved approaching the man with the big gun.
They only had few minutes, at most.

They were at the metal door of the cell. Only now she would have found out if they were in the right place.

"Throw the weapon and open the door " she said

The locks heavy metal on the door was unlocked quickly. The locks seemed to struggle to open.
As the last lock had fallen , alarms and flashing lights went off around them. The lights went out, there was a moment of darkness then the emergency lights become green.
Her team had secured the elevator. Ready for the evacuation.
Liz grabbed the heavy door, impatiently and opened it.
The small cell was dirty, blood and food debris and water at his feet. A naked man, dirty, crumpled to the concrete block on the bottom of the cell.
Despite the flickering light of the lamp , Liz could see the line of scars that extended from the shoulders to below his waist. .
"it is him !."
She approached him through the dirt, pulling on his shoulder, slapped him on his face as he turned to her, he squeezed his eyes frantically as if the light was bothering him.
"Take him. Quickly !"
Two men behind her shoulder, pulled straight Red, they grabbed him close and took him .
They run through the dark abruptly to meet with the other team.
Bodies were everywhere, the commander of the guard handcuffed to the chair in the control room. Lizzy tried to maintain control, but inside she was screaming.
They approached the elevator and started climbing.
Liz was shaking with excitement.
But they were not yet out. Not yet safe .