Notes:
I have no idea how this came to be the next part in the story but I got an idea and it wouldn't leave me alone. I'm sorry for its shortness... the mini one-shots I have been righting did not help me here.
I will make the next one longer... I promise.
Elizabeth Scott had been gone since the second she stepped on that plane.
Her plan, her rash decision to leave and never look back had paid off for Liz.
Three years later she found herself the owner of a Hotel on a tiny Greek island, remarried with two adopted children from his first marriage before his wife died giving birth. Her new life was built on a lie.
She was now Ellis, and her husband's first wife's family bought the island and when she passed it was given to him.
Lewis and Ellis Fitzgerald, were married for 2 1/2 years, have two children-the twins Marie and Thomas (go figure), age 10.
Liz was happy, most of the time. Except her thoughts drift sometimes when she thinks about her past.
When she first started at the FBI, when she first laid eyes on him, when she first kissed Red on an undercover mission. That was the one she got stuck on the most, because from there she would think about what her life could have been with him- the adventures he would have taken her on, the kisses they would have shared, and Liz whether she would admit it to herself or not have had dreams of them making love.
Then she remembered that night, quite vividly. She remembered the downpour that have been an indicator she should just go home. Liz could remember standing outside the hotel room door, dripping from the rain shower going on outside, and shaking from the nervousness.
He had yelled at her. Then when she didn't do what he wanted her to, he hit her. Slapped her cheek so hard she had a bruise that took loads of cover up to cover up.
Life moves on.
Liz had gotten married in city hall, with paper rings they had made. It was adorable really, how fast he helped her move through her new life. The wedding was completely spur of the moment, they had only been going out for 5 months when they decided to elope.
Life seemed to get better and better. Liz loved being a mother, the kids were amazing - well behaved, smart, and adorable. Plus they didn't effect their sex lives at all, especially when they owned and lived in a hotel on a private island.
"Hello!" Lewis walked over to her on the beach, and placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Hello dear." Liz smiled back, "the children on the ferry boat to school?"
"Yes, and it's 7:30. And no one is coming to check in until noon. So we have loads of time." He laid her back onto the sand, while leaving open mouthed kisses down her neck.
"Mmmm.. Okay."
L. RR.
"I don't even know where the fuck this island is, and I have been a lot of places." Red had been a complete monster since Liz left, to everyone especially Dembe who really did not deserve it but got the brunt of it anyways.
At night he would drink the thought of her away, her sweet laugh, her smile she showed only him, her eyes and their sparkle, her lips when she kissed him with such exuberance- especially because they were only undercover. He just wanted his Lizzie back, but he knew it was because of how he acted that she left.
"Raymond. It is in Greece and no you have never been there but that is where you client would like to meet you."
"Where will we be staying on this dreaded trip?"
"The chemógelo."
"Doesn't that mean smile?"
"Yes. The owners are from the US, husband and wife."
Red boarded the plane putting up a lot of resistance toward a very over worked Dembe.
L. RR.
"Lewis! The toilet in room four is clogged again, can you get it and I'll wait here for the new check ins."
"Again! Grr! Alright, I'll go do it."
Liz turned her back away from the desk while she answer the phone.
When she turned she was met face to face with Dembe.
"Liz?!" Dembe exclaimed.
"Shh... I'm Ellis now." Liz said in a panicked whisper. "You look awful! I mean no offense but... What has he done to you?"
"He drinks more, and is a monster. He has no patients, and gets mad at a snap of your fingers. He also likes to kill more... Which means more work for me."
"Oh." Liz was shocked, he usually never talked.
"He is going to be thrilled to see you! Do you know the owners well? I heard they are American."
"I am American, from DC actually. It's good to hear we are talked about."
"You're not."
"I am married, two kids and the owner of this fine hotel." Liz smiled. "And I will give you his key and appreciate you keeping him far away from me. It has been hard getting over him and I still am not completely over him. But I would really like to stay sober, it's been a year without a drink."
"But he needs to see you."
"I can't see him. I will ruin everything I have worked so hard to get."
"Dembe! What the hell is taking you so fucking long..." His voice dropped when they locked eyes.
"Lizzie?" Red's voice was faint and failing.
"Red." Tears instantly filled her eyes, she felt awful for leaving the way she did. Liz ran out from behind the desk and Red captured her in his arms, their lips instantly meeting.
"Ellie! I finished in room four if you..." Lewis came out to find his wife kissing another man.
"Shit!" Liz exclaimed when she realized Lewis was now in the room. "Umm. Lewis, this is an old friend of mine, we go way back... It's nothing really."
Red extended his hand, he had immunity in Greece, and decided to be honest with the guy... More than Liz had ever been. "Raymond Reddington."
She was kissing Raymond Reddington, the man he had hired to find him a hit man and then to get him a new identity to escape, again... Liz isn't the second wife "Lewis" has had.
