Later that night, Haylie walked in to Red's hotel room desperately hoping he would be there. As she opened the door with her key, she immediately exhaled as she heard his voice from through the room. Dembe came to the door, "Haylie, come sit for a moment. Red will be right with you." Haylie did as she was asked as she thought she heard Red refer to the person on the other line as Navabi, the agent from Warsaw. She was instantly curious.

"Dembe, was he able to save Mrs. Reddington?" Haylie asked before he could walk out of the room. Dembe sat down, "Yes. Agent Keen came by earlier and let Red know how unhappy she was with her decision to allow him to have the funds. And that every murder Berlin commits is on Red's hands. It was not the best of meetings."

Haylie nodded, "How did Red seem? Was he able to speak with his wife or was there any kind of reunion?" Dembe shook his head, "Reddington left the blindfold on until I had dropped him off and he looked for a moment as if he may want to speak to her when she first came to us from Berlin but he didn't. I believe he has too much guilt when it comes to how her life has turned out because of him. It was written all over his face," Dembe explained.

"Thank you for telling me and being with him," Haylie said as Dembe got up to leave.

Moments after Dembe left, Red entered the sitting area. Haylie stood and pushed through the pain to wrap her arms around his neck, trying hard not to let any of her tears of relief escape. Red returned her embrace, holding on for what seemed like ages.

Once they pulled apart, Red leaned forward and pressed his lips passionately to Haylie's gently pushing her back on to the sofa. "Wait," Haylie said, breathlessly as she pulled away, "We need to talk."

Red released her, sitting back on to the sofa, 'I don't want to discuss anything this evening, Haylie. I just want you. This has been the most trying day," he explained, his face filled with greif.

Haylie sat up to look him in the eyes, "Liz is catching on and I know that's not what you're concerned with tonight or ever but it's kind of a big deal," she explained.

Red sighed as he placed one finger gently to her lips, "Sh, Liz doesn't change anything between us. I did slip earlier but I was more concered with you after seeing your blood stained shirt than secrecy," Red explained as he leaned foward once more pressing his lips to hers, more gently this time.

Haylie didn't protest this time as she kissed him back, glad that we was alive. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth as she began unbuttoning his vest and pushing it off of his shoulders.

Red smiled as he pulled back to pull her sweater over her head and began to undo her pants. "No more talking tonight," he pleaded as he finished undressing her and then taking off his own clothing before repositioning himself over her.

Haylie woke the next morning on the couch with Red next to her, the two were sqeezed together so tightly on the small sofa. Her head was spinning as she thought about all that had happened the day before. She had told him she loved him and he didn't say anything back but she didn't know if she was glad or unhappy about it because she'd said it so soon.

She was glad to see him asleep, finally and was able to sneak out of his arms and out of the hotel room.

A/N: Alright y'all...I don't know whats next for these two but we'll get further into their tale after Monday night when the new episode airs. Thank you so much for reading! Also, please review and I promise more Red/Haylie time next week :)