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4. So real…so scary!

Previously:

It's getting worse and worse, he thought. What would be the next? Would he have a huge erection while Lizzie would want him to wake up?

There was no mercy?

Three days later…

Red pushed the heavy door of the abandoned building and after Liz got inside he barricaded it with big wooden items. Liz went to the window and looked out carefully.

Their hunters were still out there and they were looking for them. Thankfully Red knew about this furniture depository which wasn't a friendly place, she thought. Despite the fact that it was the middle of August the temperature of the depository was really cold, the confined air made breathing more difficult.

"They won't come in." Red said as he went behind her and looked at the men who were searching for them.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Do you remember to that homeless lady? She has AIDS and there are rumors about her that she bites people." as soon as he saw the shock in her eyes he chuckled and continued. "Not to worry sweetheart. She really has AIDS but also she's a lovely woman. Once I had the pleasure to talk with her…she has marvelous theory about life."

Before Red could start a newer tale about the woman she interrupted "What is this place anyway?"

"This will be our safe house tonight." he said as he looked around and found a bad, king size mattress "And that" he pointed at the mattress "will be your bed."

"You've got to be kiddin' me" she gasped.

"Sweetheart, you're barely standing on your feet."

"I'm fine." she argued but her tired body betrayed her, her voice was weaker than usual.

"No, you're not." he pushed her by her shoulders to the mattress "You're going to sleep."

"But I can't" she whined. Truth be told she was disgusted by that old, dirty thing which was 'bed' in Red's dictionary.

"Don't be such a drama queen." he shushed her and Liz knew that Red wouldn't leave her alone until she lay down. As she lied down the mattress wasn't as terrible as seemed at first.

"If I sleep, you'll sleep too."

"No, somebody has to be the guard," he shook his head.

"You said they won't come in and even if they try we'll hear the noise as they'll destroy the barricade." with that she patted the mattress next to her. "Sit."

Red hesitated for a moment. He was really tired but he wasn't sure that after his dreams it would be a good idea…but if he didn't lie down next to her she would want to hear the reason and THAT would be a really awkward conversation.

"C'mon, we're adults! I was always curious why people do such a big deal about this …we're just sleeping, not having sex for God's sake!" she chuckled, didn't notice his funny grimace when she had talked about the 's' thing.

Finally he took off his hat then lied down to the other side of the edge and turned his back to Lizzie.

"Good night" he murmured. Red almost heard the wheels in her head, she must be curious about the sudden cold behavior of him but he sighed in relief as a minute later Liz had said good night, too.

Two hours later he was woken by solid shaking. Red wanted to turn his head toward Liz, but something prevented it. Her back was pressed tight to his while her arms were crossed in front of her chest. She was shivering.

He took a deep breath and let out slowly then gently turned around to sneak behind her. He knew that she wouldn't warm up in the cold building so he must hug her from behind to give her some warm, however it was better for him, too because the goose-bumps started to appear on his skin too. Their bodies only touched at the upper level and Red didn't know what to do with his right hand. He slowly put down to her waist, touching only the appropriate area, but Lizzie had another plans; as the receptors gave the information to her brain about the touching she crawled closer to him and grabbed his hand by his wrist as she brought it in front of her chest, capturing between hers. With this movement she pinned him against her further while she didn't miss him, holding his breath.

"If you talk to everyone about this, I'll kill you." she growled and felt him relax against her as her body stopped the shivering, too.

"This will be our little secret" he chuckled and now he was the one who didn't miss how her heart skipped a beat.

"Red?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm scared" she whispered. "They're worse than Berlin."

"I'm here and I won't let anything happen to you." he was trustworthy and she knew it.

Did she just brush her lips against his knuckles? Or was he already crazy?

One thing was sure: he couldn't allow himself falling asleep, he didn't want anything embarrassing in the morning because of his horny state.

He had realized the reason of these dreams.

Whenever something happened between them, his subconscious mind processed the happenings this way: the first dream had visited him after they had spent a whole week living together, the second one had come because of their fight about the clothes and the previous had hit him because of that light chat at the pier. Of course they could have been just ordinary dreams but since he hadn't been with woman for a while, his sub-consciousness satisfied his appetite with the reckless Lizzie, then dominating Lizzie, then sweet and a bit submissive Lizzie.

"Well…what would be the next?" he shook his head immediately and tried to forget the idea. "I should concentrate on another topic…how was the Pythagorean Theorem?..." his tired body didn't find it interesting and as much as he fought against it, within an hour he fell asleep…

He was in the car and Dembe was driving.

"Dembe, please hurry. I don't want to miss the meeting." he asked his employee politely and Dembe sped up the car.

Ten minutes later they were at football field were kids at age 6-8 were playing football. Red looked around and his heart pounded hard as he found her. She had her back to him but Red could tell by this position that she was his Lizzie. He slowly went closer but still she hadn't sensed him until he was only inches away.

"Hello Lizzie" he spoke softly as his eyes travelled down and drank every inch of her.

"Hi," she still didn't turn around instead she watched the match. "Why are you here?"

"What? I can't simply come here and say hello to my…" he didn't know how to describe her "partner?"

Now her piercing blue eyes were locked with his as she spoke angrily.

"You disappeared for two months! What did you expect?" she hissed and returned to watch the match.

"Sorry. I told you that I had to go for a little while."

"I expected one or two days, maybe a week, but not two goddamn months! If I were you I wouldn't go near to the Blacksite either; Cooper is still furious as hell and Ressler wants to play catching criminal with you again." he didn't see but he could tell by her tone that she rolled her eyes and he chuckled.

The silence entered for a few minute until he couldn't resist the urge to touch her. He caressed her left shoulder as he whispered into her ear;

"I missed you" he felt her body shivering lightly and he smiled. Yes, he still had effect on her.

"Red, we've been through this…" she warned and wanted to continue her sentence when a maroon haired boy with blue eyes ran toward her.

"Mommy! We win!" he shouted happily and stopped for a moment as he saw Red behind her mother. His happy little face brightened even more and ran toward them. "Uncle Red! Did you see it? Did you see it? I scored a goal!"

"Of course I saw it maestro!" he grinned at the boy and took him into his arms. "One day you'll be better than…what is his name? That weird English guy?"

"Beckham. And he. Is. Not. Weird." he rolled his eyes just like her mother did it earlier. "Sooo…did you bring something?" he asked excited.

"Ben, it's not nice!" she shushed him gently however Liz was smiling as her six years old son lowered his head, avoiding her gaze.

"Sorry. Then I don't ask if you brought something to me…what did you buy during the trip?" he was really clever and already knew how to talk himself out of the trouble.

"I don't know …If I were you I would ask Dembe to show the luggage rack." Red took him down and Ben ran to his friend who also smiled at his. Dembe shook Ben's hand like men did and opened the back of the car.

"What did you buy this time?" Liz asked as they walked back to the car but Red didn't have time to answer because of Ben's shouting.

"OH MY GOD! THANK YOU UNCLE RED! Mommy, look! I got a new football!"

"Everything for my favourite maestro." he smirked.

"But uncle Red…I'm the only one" he said it with matter-of-fact.

"That's right! Then this maestro deserves a big ice-cream."

Without asking her mother Ben got into the car, waiting for his uncle.

"Yeah, right…you're around him and I'm already forgotten." she rolled her eyes but Liz was still amused how her son and Red loved each other.

"Sorry, I didn't even ask about that…"

"It's okay" she sighed heavily as they walked toward the car "Go. But he can't eat more than two scoops. His throat is really sensitive to the cold."

"Don't you want to come with us?"

"No, I have to make something for dinner. I'm sure he wants some 'manly afternoon' with you. Please take him home at half past seven."

"Yes mommy." Red grinned and went to his car.

They spent the whole afternoon together with talking and telling stories to each other. Mainly Ben spoke about his first school experiences and football. He was really talkative and Red let him be because Red just loved how this little guy could speak about everything with such vehemence and excitement.

After the ice-cream they went to the park to take a long walk. Ben was speaking about a nice girl from his class when suddenly he saw a boy at his age playing with his father.

"Uncle Red?"

"Yes, Ben?"

"Why my daddy hates me?" he asked quietly and Red stopped in front of him with shock on his face.

"What makes you think that you daddy hates you?"

"If he didn't he would be here with me and mommy." said Ben with sadness in his voice which almost broke Red's heart.

Red crouched and lifted Ben's jaw with his index finger.

"Now I want you to listen very carefully, okay?" his voice was soft and gentle. "He didn't leave you and your mommy because he didn't love you anymore. He had to."

"Why?"

"Well…" how could he tell Ben that his father was a criminal who didn't deserve them? "He has a very difficult job and he had to leave"

"You also have and you're here." Ben sobbed.

"Truth be told I'm still can't understand him…but I'm sure…no. I KNOW that he loves you more than anything in the world."

"Did he tell you that?" his said eyes returned the old happy ones.

"Yes" he smiled at the boy and looked at his wristwatch. "It's time to go. Let's see what your mommy made for dinner."

"Okay." Ben said and wiped the tear away from his eyes. As they were walking back to the car Ben touched Red's hand who took it immediately.

They arrived to the house two minutes earlier when Red noticed Ben's sudden changing mood. He thought it was because of his father.

"Mommy, I'm home" he said and went to the kitchen where her mother did the last movements about the dinner.

"Hey, sweetie. Did you two have fun?"

"Yes. I'm going to my room." and with that Ben left.

Red took off his hat and looked toward the little boy.

"What happened?"

"We took a walk at the park and he saw a kid playing with his father." he sighed and leaned to the kitchen counter. "Do you really think is it a good idea that he doesn't know about his father?" asked Red quietly.

"Yes! We discussed it! You were who suggested it." she hissed.

"But…" he wanted to argue but Ben stepped next to them.

"Uncle Red would you watch the Cars with me?"

"I'd love to but you should ask your mother first."

Ben looked with his puppy eyes at his mother who still hadn't learned how she could resist this adorable gaze. Times like this he was just like his father.

"Yes, but first we eat dinner."

They ate silently and after Ben changed into pajamas they watched the movie together. At the end Red noticed that Ben fell asleep so he lifted him gently and took him to his room then he returned to Lizzie.

They were discussing the new case for almost two and half hours when Red heard cries from Ben's room. They entered the room and saw the boy in fetal position, shaking because of the tears.

"What's wrong?" Liz kneeled next to his bed and touched his forehead. "God, you have fever!"

"My tummy…hurts" he held his right side above the hipbone.

"We should take him to the hospital" Red suggested and went to took Ben in his arms. "I know a great doctor there I'll make a phone call to him."

Within an hour it turned out Ben had appendicitis and the doctor suggested to take it out. Ben got the first sedative injection and while the doctor prepared for the surgery Red and Liz was in his room. Liz tried to be strong in front of her son but deep down she was scared. A nurse came in and asked her to sign up the papers. When she left Ben was a bit groggy because of the drugs and he grabbed Red's hand.

"Sometimes I wish you were my daddy." he whispered with closed eyes.

Red was speechless. He felt his heart pounding and he couldn't say anything smart so he just squeezed the little boy's knuckles. A minute later the nurses took him to the surgery. His operation lasted for three hours, during this time Liz didn't speak, and didn't cry. She just stared the floor in front of her while Red sat next to her.

The doctor came out and told them the surgery went well and suggested Red to take her home because Ben wouldn't wake up until tomorrow afternoon but when he did, he'd need his mother.

She only agreed when Dembe offered that he would stay and watch him during the night.

As they got home she went to her bedroom and wanted to open her bag to take out something but the damn zip stuck which made her upset so she just threw it against the wall. Red witnessed the whole scene and when she threw the poor thing away he walked behind her and touched her shoulders. Liz turned around and cried against his chest while her arms sneaked around him. He held her and kissed her hair gently.

"I can't lose him," she whispered.

"You won't. I promise that." he withdrew a bit and looked into her eyes. He gently wiped away the tears with his thumbs as he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. She opened her mouth slightly and Red deepened the kiss while he held her tight. Their slow and comforting kiss became more intense when he felt her hands sneaking up to his vest, unbuttoning it. He gently grabbed her wrists and looked into her eyes.

"Are you sure you want this?" he hadn't wanted to use her state with the kiss.

She nodded. She needed the comfort. His comfort. His proximity. She had been longing for that since their first night but Liz knew that wouldn't work and she just didn't hear the sounds of her heart. Until now, because now she could die for to feel that calm that she felt after they had made love.

They slowly undressed each other until she stood in front of him only wearing her underwear. With slightly shaking hands he caressed her torso, never missing her hitching breaths. Red leaned and started to give slow languid kisses to her neck as he unhooked her bra. He took her right breast into his hand, kneaded it gently as he took care of the other with his tongue.

She moaned softly and her hands started wandering down on his chest…his belly…and she reached his boxer covered hard groin. She lingered her hand on his length and stroked it sensually. It had been almost seven years since then but she still knew what would drive him crazy.

He moaned into her mouth and laid her down on the bed. He pulled off her panties and kissed his way up on her inner thigh to her hot feminine area. He lapped her slowly, this time he didn't tease her, Red just wanted nothing more than gave her the biggest pleasure. After she came hard he licked her from belly to mouth and let her taste herself on his tongue as Liz clenched her legs around his waist and kept his head between her hands. He lightly nodded and with a small smile on his face rubbed himself against her to prepare himself.

"Red, please…" she groaned and lifted her hips for him.

Red leaned down to kiss her beg away from her lips, as his tongue entered he drove himself home with slow motion. Both of them moaned as they felt each other again. He made really slow and sensual love to her. When she reached her third orgasm he couldn't hold himself back anymore and with a final thrust he came as well. He wanted to slip out of her but she held him tighter.

"Just give me…one more…minute, please…" she breathed and he obeyed happily.

The next picture he sensed was that he held her and caressed her bare back as she curled to his side, her head on his chest.

"Ben told me he wanted me to be his daddy."

Liz lifted her head and rested her jaw on his chest as she smiled.

"You're his daddy," she said sweetly.

With this sentence Red remembered everything: their particular night, her pregnancy, when he felt his son kicking first, how he held the newborn Ben in his arms for the first time and when they discussed that Ben shouldn't know about him as his father because of the FBI.

Red woke up immediately. He didn't have time to think because Liz still rested her jaw on his chest while her hand was above his heart.

"Red, are you all right? Your heart's going to jump out of your chest." she said jokingly.

This time he didn't dream it. There was Lizzie, curled to his side looking right into his eyes.

It was real.

And it scared the hell out of him.

To be continued…

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