The Alchemist
Lizzie & Red

She rests her head on his chest, looking up at him while he traces patterns on her back.

"It's good to have you home." she says softly. "Where have you been?"

"Here, there, everywhere." he tells her, not bothering to open his eyes. "Sleep."

She smiles and curls into him, slowly allowing sleep to take her.


She wakes up alone. She looks around the room and until her eyes rest on his fedora on her dresser, she thought she had dreamed him there again.

She walks nude to the dresser and puts it on.

She smirks at her reflection.

"That is a beautiful sight." Red says as he enters the room.

She smiles softly at him, just enjoying the sight of him.

He must have had Dembe bring him some clothes, since the slacks and shirt he is wearing are different than the ones that he arrived in.

"I've missed you." he says pulling her against him.

"Me too. Never again go that long with radio silence." she says raising onto her toes to brush her lips against his mouth. "You're already dressed. I thought we could save water and shower together."

"As much as I want to take you up on that thought. We have work to do." he says allowing his hands to caress her skin before moving away.

"Another name." she says reluctantly turning away from him and pulling clothes from the dresser.

He sits at the end of the bed and watches her put clothes on.

"Where's Dembe?" she asks pulling on a thong and putting on her bra. Matching of course.

He sighs enjoying the view as she wiggles into a pair of jeans, "Making breakfast with Kitty. Poor thing looks like something Hudson dragged in."

She laughs softly as she pulls on a top. Tight jeans and a low cut grey top, he watches as she adds a feminine style vest over the top. Add the fact that she still has his fedora on her head, it's official she's trying to kill him slowly.

"Last night was her last night at the bar. With everything that has been going on, we felt it better if she works at the gym when she not in the Post Office."

"What is she doing at the gym?" he asks slightly confused.

"Baz is having her upgrade his computer system. I think it's just a way from him to train her more so that she can protect herself."

He chuckles softly knowing that she is on the right track, shaking his head as she comes over and places her hands on his shoulders. He looks up, his eyes catching the pendants resting between the valley of her breasts. He runs his hands up her legs, resting them at the top of her hips.

"Let's go eat." he says huskily as he stands, a breath away from her.

"Am I tempting you to forget about breakfast?" she whispers as she brushes her lips at the base of his throat.

"Yes...tempting creature but we need to eat." he says pulling her out of the bedroom, down the stairs to the kitchen.

She inhales the scent of breakfast.

"Oh, that smells so good." she says stepping around him.

Dembe has already placed the food on the table. Eggs, bacon and french toast piled on four plates. Fresh fruit and two cups of tea. She also notices a jug of orange juice.

"Dembe made you and Red some tea when I told him that you had been fighting a bug." Kitty says sitting down.

"You're not feeling well?" Red asks placing his hand on her lower back. Rubbing small circles.

"I've been stressed so I couldn't shake it. Maybe now that you're home and I'm not worried about you, I'll be able to fight it." she says sitting down and taking a sip of her tea.

"So, Red...I am now able to take down a guy twice my size, you ever pull a disappearing act like this again. I will find you and make you pay." Kitty says unable to keep a straight face.

Dembe cracks a smile as he sits down next to Kitty.

"How will you find me?" he asks, his eyes finally noticing the wall full of information about Tom Keen.

"I have my ways." Kitty says watching him.

Noticing that his eyes are on the wall over her head, she pulls him down to sit next to her.

"Ignore it for now." she tells him.

He nods just enjoying sitting with them. It's been weeks since all of them were together. Hudson rests his head in his lap and gives him a slight whimper.

He rolls his eyes but takes a piece of bacon off his plate and gives it to the dog.

"Tell us about the name." she asks nibbling on a slice of french taost.

"Ahhh, yes." he says clearing his throat and takes a sip of his tea. "They call him the Alchemist."

"Why?" Kitty asks, nibbling on her bacon.

"I'll get to that my dear. This man, he protects the guilty by preying on the innocent. He has killed women, children, infants if need be."

"Kids…" she and Kitty both whisper.

He nods, "I have learned that he has been contracted to protect Pytor Madrczyk and his wife."

"Who?" Kitty asks looking at her.

"A mob informant." she tells her.

"Correct, my Queen." he says leaning over and kissing the side of her neck, inhaling the scent of her. "And to answer your question, Kitty. He is called the Alchemist since he uses science to transform one person into another."


Lizzie

The Post Office

"For once I get to say, Reddington is wrong and it's not going to bite me in the ass." Meera says with a smirk. "The victims of that plane crash have been identified as Pytor and Catherine Madrczyk, ex-Serbian mob turned informants."

"Does Reddington have an explanation for this? He said that they were going to disappear." Cooper states.

"I'm sure he's thinking of one right now." she snarks back.

"Call him and get him here so he can give it." Cooper tells her.

"Not going to happen. He will only meet off site. He doesn't think that the mole hunt is over. Red thinks that there is someone on the inside." she tells him.

"Where's Kit?" Aram asks as he and Ressler look around.

"Making sure Red doesn't try to leave the country." she says hiding her smirk.

Ressler covers up his laugh with a cough.

"Well, unlike Reddington the DOJ are satisfied. The hunt is done." Cooper states.

"Whoever was watching us, they are not a part of this unit." Meera states.

"What I'm concerned about at the moment, is this case. If this crash is not an accident, then I want to know what it is. So meet with Reddington, wherever he wants. Get the man to talk." Cooper tells her.


Red

He walks through the warehouse, Kitty right behind him.

Since Lizzie was going after the name that he had given her and Baz didn't need her at the gym until tomorrow, it was decided that she would help him with the mole hunt. His contact Borochov was having a hard time keeping his eyes off Kitty as they walked and talked.

"We've gone through everything, phone calls, texts, digital data from on and around the time of the breach. Yadin even went back a couple days." Borochov says.

He looks at the young man knowing that if he didn't need him, he would strangle him for going off on things he barely understood.

"Hey Borochov, eyes off my tits and stop burying the lead." Kitty says coming to stand beside him.

He covers a smirk at the look on Borochov's face.

"I.. um...we...um...we need more time. Another week or two…" Borochov tries to tell him.

"Ahh..there he is.." he smiles and moves over to the table that Dembe puts the fruit basket that he just brought in. "A gift. A care package for Julian." he smiles at the young man that has been following them around.

"Looks good. What's in there? Jackfruit, some vitamin D, ohhh kola nuts." Kitty says moving around the table and leaning over bringing Julian and Borochov's attention to her visible cleavage.

He closes his eyes, trying to stifle his laughter at the two young men becoming tongue tied. "So, the defense fund, where are we at?" he asks trying to get the boys to remember that they have brains in there heads.

"We've got an amazing team but it's expensive." Borochov says finally taking his eyes off Kitty to look at him.

"He's been holed up at that embassy for, what, two years now? It could go on forever and cost a fortune. I'm practically bankrolling the entire defense fund as it is. For that, I need best efforts. Surely, there's some stone you've left unturned." he says looking around.

Out of the corner of his eye, he notices Kitty smile flirtingly at Borochov. Smart girl, make him want to impress you.

"There is something." Borochov says swallowing hard.

Borochov leads them to a side room, full of trash bags.

"We have a man inside a company that shreds classified documents. We have bags of raw data, just haven't seen the point of reassembling it." Borochov states.

"It's a puzzle." Kitty says opening one of the bags, a mischievous smile on her lips.

"Quite right. Put it together." he says looking at Borochov and Julian.

Julian looks at them in utter shock.

"You have to be kidding, right?" Borochov asks.

"Borochov, I hate sarcasm, and I love puzzles. Get on it." he says walking out.

"You're a smart man, I'm sure you'll be able to make it work." he hears Kitty say from behind him.


Kitty

She stands next to Dembe in the back of a Synagogue trying to figure out what Red is looking at. She smiles as Lizzie enters.

"Hey guys." Lizzie says softly. "You know, you might want to suggest to my followers that they are extremely noticeable."

"They are meant to be." Dembe says as he gives Lizzin a quick one arm hug and nods to where Red is sitting.

She smiles at Lizzie and gives her a quick nod.

Lizzie goes over and sits down next to Red.

She watches as they talk quietly. After a few minutes of them whispering, she notices Baz walk in.

"Everything okay?" she asks softly noticing the expression on his face.

Baz shakes his head and whispers something to Dembe.

"Raymond. Liz." Dembe calls getting their attention.

The two of them come over.

"What's going on?" Red asks frowning as Lizzie holds his hand, their finger intertwined..

"Seems Queenie here had a couple other tails." Baz states.

"Cooper or Ressler?" Lizzie asks sighing.

"One was FBI. We're not sure who the other was." Baz tells them honestly.

"I get the FBI would follow you cause they want access to Red but who else would be following you?" she asks.

"What about whoever hired Tom?" Lizzie asks looking at Red.

"I think now would be a good time for you to take that trip to find Madrczyk." Red says wrapping his arm around Lizzie's waist.

"Alone?" Lizzie asks looking up at Red with a look of pure love.

"You'll have Captian America with you and Meera. Perhaps, Kitty will join you." Red states dropping a quick kiss on Lizzie's mouth.

She looks down, wanting to give the two of them some illusion of privacy.

"You must try the fertilized duck eggs. It's a daring and unique experience." Red says to Lizzie with a laugh as she rests her head on his shoulder.

"Not in a million years." Lizzie says with a smile. "You joining us?" she asks moving away from Red and looking at her.

She nods, laughing behind her as they leave. Baz following closely behind.


Budapest, Hungary

She sits in a corner booth with Ressler while Lizzie sit at the bar and Meera is at a table near the door. Each of them have a earbud in their ear so they can talk.

"Anything yet?" Lizzie asks.

"Of course not. The man is dead. We're looking for his ghost." Meera snarks.

"Does that mean we should call ourselves the Ghostbusters?" she asks innocently.

"Kit Kat…" Meera says with a small smile in her voice.

Ressler laughs resting his arm on the back of her chair, so that to everyone around it looks like they are on a date.

"So Audrey...wants to meet for drinks." Ressler says pulling her closer to him.

"Oh boy...this a good thing or a bad thing?" she asks leaning against him, trying to hide her smile.

"I don't know, she wants to talk about Tassels." he says burying his face near her neck and speaking softly in her ear.

She tries to remind herself that this is for show and he is off limits for those kind of thoughts but that doesn't stop the small chill that goes down her spine.

"Tassels?" she asks a little confused.

"The fiancee. I guess he's a hedge fund guy, you know one that wears those stupid loafers with tassels. I think she wants me to be happy for her...but.."

"You're still in love with her and want to tell her to screw Tassels and come back to you." she says smiling and patting the hand that is still on the table.

He laughs and nods.

"Holy Fuck! I hate it when he is right. Heading your way." Meera tells them.

She looks up and notices the guy.

"Any sign of the wife?" Lizzie asks.

"He's alone."

"Get ready everyone." Lizzie says over coms.

Madrczyk joins several people already seated at a table.

Lizzie gets up from the bar and starts moving towards the direction of the man.

Madrczyk moves away from the table.

"He noticed her." she says softly as Ressler gets up.

"I know." he says softly. "Stay here."

Madrczyk comes to an open doorway and pushes the man there and break for it.

All agents pursue him as he runs into the kitchen.


Lizzie

Post Office

"Where's Madrczyk?" Cooper asks as he joins her and Aram at one of the computers. Luckily, she, Ressler, Meera and Kitty had been able to catch a little sleep on the plane ride home.

"Ressler has him at the field office." she says.

"Kit?" Cooper asks looking around the slightly empty bullpen.

"She's checking in with her side job before heading home." she tells them.

"Side job?" Aram asks.

"She's updating the system to the gym that we use. Bringing the place into the twentieth century." she says with a smirk.

"Liz." Aram says showing her his screen.

"Sir, you are going to want to see this. Put it up." she tells Aram. "The autopsy report for the male victim from the plane. The dental plates were close enough to the margin of error to prove to be a match. Since we found Madrczyk alive, they checked the teeth closer and found that they had been altered."

"Altered? How?" Cooper asks.

"It looks like his teeth had been surgically replaced."

"I get changing the teeth, but how did he do the DNA?" Cooper asks.

"I'll find out." she says as she leaves the bullpen and enters her office.

Closing the door behind her, she calls Red.

"Hello my Queen." he says answering the phone.

"Hey you...I wish this was personal but unfortunately business must come first." she responds with a smirk. "The Alchemist, how does he do it?"

"I've only heard rumors, something like removing the white blood cells of the victim and replacing them with red blood cells of the client all the way to cloning DNA at crime scenes."

"This is beyond evidence tampering."

"Yes. It's a trade in death. The guilty give their blood while the innocent give their lives to the guilty. Catching him will give you a chance to resurrect those vile beings that were thought long gone."

"Like who?" she asks.


An Hour Later

She gives Meera and Cooper a run down of a few of the things that Red told her before he tried to turn the phone call into something a little different.

It had been very hard not to go down that rabbit hole.

"Sarah Jenkins!" Aram exclaims looking at her.

"Who?" she asks.

"The female victim on the plane." Aram says looking at her like a puppy waiting for his treat.

"How did you identify her?" she asks placing a hand on Aram's shoulder and squeezing slightly to thank him.

"Now that we have an idea of what the Alchemist does, we used her bone marrow to run against the database. She was single, lived alone, but I did find this. Last time she was online was over seventy-two hours ago. She visited this dating website….which Kitty signed me up to without me knowing." Aram mutters the last part.

Hiding her smile, "Who was she online with?"

Aram smiles at her and does some quick typing.


Ressler

He is waiting for the lawyer to be done talking to Madrczyk when Liz joins him.

"The female victim, we found that she was using a online dating site. We think that's how the Alchemist found her."

"Do we have a name?" he asks trying to ignore his phone going off in his pocket.

"Your ex?" Liz asks.

He nods.

"I'll tell you the same thing Kitty would suggest. Tell her the truth. We got an alias on who the female victim met with but we got a photo." Liz show him the photo.

His eyes widen at the sight of the lawyer and sprints back to the holding room.

"Ressler!" he hears Liz yell after him.

He gets to the room and finds the lawyer gone. Madrczyk is laying on the floor, foam oozing out of his mouth.

"Shit. Call a medic!" he yells out of the room.


The Post Office

"His name is Eric Trettel. Flunked out of med school, so he falsified a degree from Harvard and landed a job in the Human Genome Project." Meera tells them.

He's pissed at himself for having the guy within arms reach and him getting away.

"He spun that into a career as an expert witness specializing in DNA evidence." Liz states.

"He testified in a case on behalf of Carlos Trena, a soldier in the D'Angelo crime family facing three counts of murder one." he says reading out of the folder of information.

"He was hired to present DNA evidence. Problem is, that evidence was falsified. Trettel was outed as a fraud and disgraced. Two weeks later, he disappeared. It was believed either the D'Angelo family had him killed or he fled to avoid indictment." Liz says.

"Friends? Family?" Cooper asks.

"Wife and daughter in Bethesda." he states.

"Alright. You find the car that he rented. Scott, go visit the wife." Cooper says pointing at him and Liz.


Lizzie

"When was the last time you saw him?" she asks, smiling softly at the young girl sitting with her mother.

"It's been about six years. Annie was only two when he left." Molly Trettel says rubbing her daughter's back.

She writes that down and looks up when she hears a soft beeping.

"Honey, go get something to eat. I think there are nuts in the kitchen." Molly tells her daughter.

Annie gets up and leaves the room.

"She's diabetic?" she asks.

Molly nods, "Just diagnosed."

"Does she know anything about her father?" she asks not wanting to reveal something unintelligently.

"You shouldn't have come here. Eric is a very dangerous man. He still thinks that the three of us are a family." Molly says standing.

"Molly..I know men far scarier. In fact, I know one that would scorch the Earth if something happens to me or my sister."

"You are a braver woman than I am." Molly says her eyes on the kitchen.

"If Eric thinks you are still a family, you've had contact with him?" she asks.

"He'll show up without asking or calling. Says he wants to help us. I tell him no, every single time but he has selective hearing. It only makes him more determined. That's what he loves about science. It's the challenge, the way it pushes back at him. It's the reason he spent all those hours in the lab." Molly tells her.

"Lab? What lab?"


Red

Once again he is at the warehouse listening to Borochov go off about things that he doesn't understand.

He looks up when he feels eyes on him, Lizzie is standing there next to Dembe watching him with a smirk on her face.

"Who's the fox?" Borochov asks noticing Lizzie.

"Remember my friend Kitty. That is her older sister." he says keeping his eyes on her.

"Are either one of them single?" Borochov asks with a small whine in his voice as Lizzie heads towards them.

"Hmmm, Kitty currently is. This one is taken." he says when she reaches them.

Not even bother to acknowledge Borochov, Lizzie grabs him by the back of the neck, latching her mouth on his in a breathtaking kiss.

He doesn't even need to look to know that Borochov and all of the people working with him are staring at the two of them as he wraps an arm around her waist, bringing her as close as he dares.

He licks his lips when she finally stops the kiss, trying to savor the taste of her for one more moment.

"That's for the phone call from earlier." she says against his mouth.

"Was that punishment or a reward?" he asks huskily.

She just shrugs her shoulder at him. "What's all this?" she asks turning to look at Borochov.

Borochov is standing there with his mouth open like a gaping fish.

"Mole hunt, my Queen. You said something about numbers?" he asks moving her away from the shocked looks.

"I hope I have game like that when I'm his age." he hears muttered as they pass a couple of younger men.

Lizzie stops and turns to look at the two men.

"Boys, not even in your wildest dream will you have game like him." she says with a honest smile before turning back to him.

"My Queen." he says softly when she rejoins him. Enjoying the fact that she felt the need to praise him.

She pulls a evidence bag out of her pocket and hands it to him. "This was found in the car rented by the Alchemist. None of us have a clue what it means. Forensics found out that the paper itself is from a manufacturer back in Albany. They checked the clients and there is a bank, could this be part of a bank account in Zurich?" she asks.

"It could be anything. What about him that you found out is unique?" he asks watching her brain work.

"He's a scientist…"

"No, Lizzie. Not what he does. Who is he?" he says to her again.

"No one. He's a lab rat. A lab rat." she says smiling. She gives him a quick kiss before turning and rushing off.

"You are one lucky son of a bitch." one of the young men that remarked earlier says leaning back in his chair to watch Lizzie leave remarks.

"I know. And if you don't get your eyes off my fiancee, Borochov will have an empty slot to fill." he says with a straight face.

The man looks at him with pure fear so he smiles and walks off.

It's good to be King.


Kitty

She steps outside and notices that a woman is staring up at the apartment looking torn.

"Can I help you?" she asks slowly moving down the steps until she is next to the woman.

"I'm looking for Tom." the young woman asks.

"Tom hasn't lived here for months. I would tell you to call him but his number is disconnected." she snorts moving around the girl to go up the street to meet one of the guys at the gym.

She hears the young woman start whimpering behind her.

"I hate that fucking angel." she mutters turning around. "Why are you looking for my sister's ex-husband?"

"He was married. Oh God. I think I'm going to be sick." the woman starts dry heaving into an empty trash can.

"Oh, are you another chick that he was screwing around with behind my sister's back?" she asks not really feeling sorry for the woman.

"I'm Jolene and I guess so." the girl says looking at her.

"I don't know what you had with Tom and I really don't give a flying fuck why you are here but my sister is finally happy. So even though I don't really want to know why the fuck are you here?" she asks annoyed.

"Are you sure he doesn't live here?" Jolene asks looking at the house one more time.

"Tom was kicked out nearly seven months ago. I'm sure." she states.

"That's weird. We spent the night here about a month and a half ago."

"What?! You know what sit down." she says pulling out her phone and dials Baz. "Are you with Red?"

"Yes."

"Good..it seems about a month and a half ago, Tom used the house for a weekend hook up."

"I'll look into it."

"Okay, thank you." she says hanging up.

"I shouldn't have just showed up but he wasn't at the school and I don't want to make this decision by myself." Jolene says placing a hand on her stomach.

"He knocked you up." she says coldly.

Jolene nods.

"Do yourself a favor. Put it up for adoption." she says shaking her head.

Jolene nods as she stands up.

"Tom isn't who you thought he was. You're not going to find him here. Please leave." she says turning and leaving the girl standing there. She takes out her phone and sends a text to Lizzie about this new little tidbit of information.

When she gets back home, she is washing every single piece of bedding in her and Lizzie's room. Plus cleaning the entire house.


Lizzie

The Post Office

She reads Kitty's text one more time, annoyed that Tom dared to use her house for a hook up.

"What's up?" Ressler asks coming into the office.

"One of Tom's flings showed up at the house looking for him. Seems he used the house when Kitty and I were gone for a weekend for said fling." she growls.

"That boy needs a beat down." Ressler mutters as his phone starts going off.

"Audrey?" she asks.

"Yeah..she really wants to meet. I know she wants me to be happy for her. I'm not." Ressler states nearly throwing his phone on his desk. "Distract me, please."

"Come here. Trettel's wife told me about a lab he use to keep in their basement. She let me look and I found this." she shows him the photos that she had scanned to her computer. "So that got me thinking, what if the number was from his new lab."

"What do you mean?" Ressler asks watching as she enlarges one of the photos.

"What if it's a model number or a…" she finishes enlarging the photo to show a number on the side of a microscope.

"A serial number." Ressler says leaving the office, yelling at one of the clerks to get him information.


"Hunch was right." Meera states joining her and Ressler a little bit later. "Those numbers are part of a serial number for a centrifuge purchased around the same time Trettel was hired by Madrczyk.

"Are we able to trace the sale?" Ressler asks as Cooper joins the three of them.

"Oh, yes. It was purchased by an LLC called MedTech Horizons." Meera says.

"Time to pay a visit." Cooper says nodding at them.


They found Trettel's lab.

They found signs of a recent operation.

There's dental x rays pinned up and moldings present.

"Everything is packed up. He's getting ready to leave." she says looking at the wall of how Trettel turned the two people on the plane into the Madrczyks.

"He knows that we're on to him." Meera states.

"That's why he took the risk of coming into the field office. Killed Madrczyk and his wife. The guy's killing everybody that might lead us to him." Ressler states.

"Molly and Annie." she exclaims turning and running, pulling out her phone.

Ressler and Meera's eyes widen in understandking.

"Go!" Meera yells as he takes off after Liz.


She sits on the curb outside the house, trying not to cry.

Ressler rubs her back as his phone goes off. He pulls it out of his pocket.

"Malik. We were too late. They're dead." he tells Meera.


Kitty

The Post Office

The instant she comes into the bullpen, she goes right to Lizzie, hugging her.

"I'm okay." Lizzie says softly.

"That was from me, Red and Dembe." she whispers.

Lizzie nods.

"Do you need help with the hard drives?" she asks removing her jacket and sitting down next to Aram.

"Some stuff was corrupted but I found something. Several DNA panels." Aram says bring it up on screen.

"One's been identified as the girl from the plane crash?" she asks grabbing her keyboard to see if she can do anything with the corrupted data.

"Yes but I think we also have the name for Madrczyk's stand in and the pilot." Aram says.

"My god, photos of the victims while sedated, genetic breakdowns, medical and dental records." Lizzie says until she trails off looking at the photos of a young woman and little girl.

"Lizzie, what's up?" she asks noticing that Lizzie is staring at the photo of the little girl.

"They're alive. Molly and Annie Trettel, they're alive." Lizzie says turning to them.

"Aram, call down. I want the the autopsies for the victims at the Trettel house done immediately. Forget cause of death. Have them check bone marrow. We need to know who they are." Ressler says looking at Aram, who quickly grabs his phone.

"Are you sure about this?" Meera asks.

"Molly told me that he thought of them as still a family. If he's running, he'll take them with him." Lizzie states.

"This is now an abduction." she states, typing on her computer. "I'm issuing an Amber Alert for Annie."

"Get pictures of Trettel and his wife to the media, any news outlet that will pick up the phone." Lizzie says coming to stand next to her.


Red

He watches as a memo from Meera Malik to the Administrator Government Services Agency comes together.

Permission to Release Classified Schematic ...

"Attractive but treacherous." he mutters under his breath.

"Hold on.." he hears Dembe say behind him.

"It's Liz." Dembe says holding out the phone.

"Print that for me." he tells Borochov. He takes the phone and walks away from everyone.

"My Queen, for curiosity sake, where am I on your speed dial?" he asks with a smirk.

"Three."

"So cruel, who on earth is ahead of me?" he asks.

"Chinese takeout.I need your help. I think Trettel abducted his family."

"What do you know, Lizzie?" he asks watching as Borochov gives Dembe a copy of the memo.

"There were two bodies at the wife's house, doubles for her and their daughter. Trettel..he's a lab rat. Someone that would rather be shut away in his lab. I don't want to lose time by looking for bank records trying to find his new identity."

"Look at his wife and daughter. He's not alone anymore. You have to look to their lives in order to find him. They're the ones that matter. They are his vulnerability." he tells her.

"The wife, she's a nurse. A single mom."

"Which will make her dangerous for Trettel, she'll do anything to keep her child safe."

"Annie, the daughter, she's sick. She was recently diagnosed as a diabetic."

"I can hear you figuring it out from here." he says smiling.

"Thank you. I love you."

"I love you too." he says hanging up.

"Ready to go?" Dembe asks, handing him the memo.

He nods and follows him out.


Lizzie

She reenters the bullpen, going right to Kitty and Aram.

"Annie Trettel has an insulin pump. Pull her medical records." she says.

"What are we looking for?" Kitty asks as the two of them type.

"The make and model of the pump." she tells them.

"How does that help?" Ressler asks confused.

"Some of the new medical devices operate using radio frequencies." Kitty states.

"If I could ping a signal, I may be able to access it, and we could…" Aram says leaving the sentence unfinished.

"Use the pump to locate her." she says feeling hopeful.

"Pump manufactured by Zetak Industries." Kitty says.

"Serial number?" Aram asks.

"Alpha, four, seven, nine, Delta, dash, nine, three, six, Zed." Kitty says not noticing that Ressler and Meera looking at her strange for how she read off the serial.

"Our dad was retired Military." she tells them.

Ressler and Meera nod.

"I got a hit!" Aram exclaims after a little while.

"Where?" Cooper asks.

"It's about seventy miles from here." Aram tells them.

"Contact local law enforcement and have them tie those coordinates to an address. Trettel does not leave that location." Cooper demands as she and Ressler get ready to go.


Ressler

"Son of a bitch." he mutters when he and Liz get to the location.

The Virginia State police have their SWAT team and snipers in place. All the guns are trained on the front of the store.

Trettel has lined up people that must have been inside the store when all this started.

"Special Agents Ressler and Scott. Suspect's name is Eric Trettel. We're pursuing him as part of a Federal investigation." he tells the guy in charge.

"Yeah, well your guy has barricaded himself inside and has himself multiple humans shields. I've got a team on standby ready to move in and snipers in place. We get a visual, I will take him out."

"Fuck no." Liz scoffs. "He has information that leads to multiple homicides. We need him alive."

While part of him agreed with the trooper about taking Trettel out, he hated that they needed the information the guy had more.

"He's got multiple hostages in there." the trooper exclaims.

"I need to talk to him." Liz says coldly giving the trooper a nearly perfect Reddington glare.

"Then your boss better call my boss, because my orders are to protect those hostages at all costs." the trooper states turning back to look at the store.

He watches as Liz removes her jacket and gun.

"What are you doing?" he asks confused.

"I said I need to talk to him." she says raising her hands and moving forward.

"Agent! Do not step over that perimeter! That's an order!" the trooper yells as she passes him.

"You're not my boss." he hears her say. "Eric! My name is Elizabeth Scott! I'm an agent with the FBI!" Liz yells trying to get Trettel's attention.

"Keep your hands where I can see them!" Trettel yells from behind one of the hostages.

"As you can see, I'm unarmed!" Liz turns so Trettel can see that she is telling the truth. "I just want to talk!"

"I'm not talking to anyone until you send me a medic." Trettel yells.

"Who's injured?!"

He pulls out his phone trying to get a medic here faster.

"It's my daughter! She's been shot!" a feminine voice yells out.

He notices Liz freeze, that must be Trettel's wife.

"Shut up! You send a medic! I'll give you names! Hundreds of names of people you think are dead! People you're gonna want to!" Trettel yells.

"Okay...we'll talk but let's get Annie some help! You need to open the door!"

"Not until we have a deal! I want full immunity for what I tell you and you give the three of us WITSEC relocation!"

"I don't have the power to give you that but if you open the door and let us help Annie, I'll get the person with the authority here!" Liz says.

He can hear muted yelling from inside.

This is Delta One. I've got the shot. He hears come over the troopers radio.

"Delta, green light. Take the shot. Take the shot." the trooper says before he can stop him.

Two shoots ring out and Trettel goes down. He rushes in after Liz.

Trettel is dead and his wife is sobbing over her daughter gun in hand.


Kitty

"Good luck with Audrey." she says stepping into the office while Aram is giving Lizzie the list of names that the two of them finally got access into.

"I still don't know what to do." Ressler says sighing.

"Come on, Cap. We both know what we are going to do." she says sitting on the edge of the desk looking down at him.

"Really? What am I going to do?"

"You are going to bite the bullet, tell her that you are happy for her because you still care about her and want her to be happy even if it's not with you." she tells him knowing that things are going to go interesting tonight.

He sits there just looking at her in shock.

"I hate you." he says running a hand over his face.

"Why?"

"Cause I'm going to do exactly that." he says laughing as he stands. He leans down a gives her a kiss on the cheek.

"Have fun." she says as he leans away from her and heads out the door.


Lizzie

She's giving Hudson some food when Red walks in.

She frowns when he doesn't remove his jacket.

"You found the Alchemist?" he asks sitting down.

"Yeah. He helped a lot of people disappear." she hands him a copy of the list.

He folds it and puts it into his pocket.

"Somewhere else to be?" she asks sitting down next to him.

"Unfortunately, I have some pressing business to deal with tonight." he says pulling her close to him.

"Do you have time to eat? I have Chinese on the way here, there's enough for you to join me." she asks resting her head on his shoulder.

"I wish I could. If you want I can come back once things are settled, it would be extremely late though." he tells her placing his hand on the underside of his jaw, kissing her softly.

"Please..I don't care, I don't sleep well without you laying next to me." she says whimpering as he kisses her again.

"Raymond, we need to go." Dembe says revealing himself.

"Voyeur." she mutters as Red places a kiss on the inside of her wrist as he stands.

"I'll be back later. Try to sleep." he says softly before turning and leaving.


Ressler

He looks around nervously as Audrey enters the restaurant.

"Hey." Audrey says joining him.

"Hi." he says swallowing.

"Thank you for coming. I…." Audrey starts.

"Okay, before you say anything. I need to get this out before I am unable too. I want you to be happy, if that means supporting you and…"

"We broke up." Audrey says quickly.

"Him...what?" he stops looking at her not sure if he heard right.

"The engagement, it's on hold. Ever since we started talking again, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you and your friend Kit…"

"Kit? You've talked to her?" he asks a little confused.

"We've met for coffee a couple of times. Her and Liz are good sounding boards. Kit is actually the one that suggested that I put things on hold."

"You met Liz?" he asks.

Audrey nods smiling at him.

He laughs, thinking how huge of a favor he is going to have to owe the two of them for this.

"I want to see where this goes. Do you?" Audrey asks looking at him hopeful.

"Yeah...I'd like that." he says finally breathing easy.


Kitty

She arrives home just as the Chinese gets there.

"Movie night?" she asks looking at Lizzie laying on the couch searching through Netflix.

"I'm not sure what I am in the mood for." Lizzie says sighing.

She places the cartons on the coffee table and heads into the kitchen grabbing some forks.

"I'm in the mood for something with John Hughes. Any good eighties movie on there?" she asks sitting down.

"I know what we can watch." Lizzie says starting Pretty in Pink.

She laughs as the movie starts.

"What?" Lizzie ask.

"You just watch this movie for him." she mutters.

"What? I still say she should have told the pretty boy and bestie to screw off and hook up with the bad boy." Lizzie says grabbing the carton of fried rice.

"Well, now we know why you prefer Red." she says with a smirk.

"Huh?" Lizzie asks as Hudson jumps up on the couch, laying his head down in her lap.

"Red is the original bad boy." she says laughing.


Red

He sits in a chair, reading.

The door opens and Meera enters.

"Hello. I'm sure you know why I am here. Oh don't worry, your husband and daughter are fast asleep." he says motioning down the hall with his gun.

Meera nods, "Yes. You're here to kill me ... because I'm the mole."