"Where is Don?" Liz asked out of breath when she got into Red's car. "I know he came to you, I know you sent him after Tanida."

"No, in fact, I tried to talk him out of it," Red retorted, noticing with a silent amusement that she called her supervisor by his first name. Again. Maybe there was still some hope for her. "But he wanted to get him before Tanida gets him. So I provided a bit of direction in an otherwise blind pursuit."

"He's not like you. He can't just murder someone in cold blood and come out of it okay on the other end." She was really worried about Don and just wanted him to be safe.

"No one can murder someone in cold blood and come out okay on the other end," Red replied. Who would know this better than him?

"We need your help," Liz begged him. "We have to find Tanida before Ressler does. He might do something stupid and," she hesitated, unsure whether she should tell Red about Don's daughter, "he has a little girl. She's missing, too."

"No, she's with me."

"What?!" Liz stared at him in surprise.

"Obviously, Donald trusts me more than you do," Red said with a little ironic smile. He also felt somehow proud. Don's faith in him was not at all a matter of course.

"And now she's where? In one of your safe houses?" Liz couldn't imagine him with a child. What a crazy idea of Don leaving his daughter with Red!

"You might laugh, but we went to the zoo, and now she's with Luli at a hotel. No safe house, no strange environment. And I would like to go back now," Red said, glancing at his watch. "You should find out who's running Tanida's empire now. It's not the brother. Aiko Tanida died the day when his brother was captured by Donald's task force."

Elsewhere Tom saved Jolene from the Cowboy and brought both of them to his safe house. When he found out that the Cowboy had been sent by Reddington, he was furious.

"Do you know that this whole thing is because of you?" he yelled at Jolene. "You followed Reddington before, didn't you?"

Jolene shrugged. "Yes. I had to go dark when he discovered me."

"Did you disappear with the help of The Alchemist?"

"Yeah. Why?"

Tom laughed scornfully. "Great! That's why Reddington let the task force take Wujing and The Alchemist down. He was looking for you!"

"What are you talking about?" Jolene asked confused.

"He used the cases to track you down, to get to you. That means you're compromised. And that means that it is only a matter of time before your trail leads to me." He pointed to the Cowboy. "He sent this guy after you. And now you two are here. In my safe house."

He made Jolene call Liz to disengage, then he killed her and the Cowboy.

When Red returned to the hotel suite he heard Alice and Luli giggling in the living room. He smiled, until he saw that they were playing ballerinas. It was like a slap in the face, and his smile became forced. "Are you taking ballet classes?" he asked Alice.

She nodded. "And piano classes."

Just like his daughter. On the spur of the moment he took the little musical clock with the ballerina out of one of the bags he was carrying from safe house to safe house and gave it to Alice. "It belonged to my daughter, but I guess you have a better usage for it."

"It's beautiful!" Alice exclaimed in delight.

Red showed her how it worked, and they both watched the ballerina "dance" to the music. For a little moment he felt thirty years younger, remembering when he had watched the ballerina together with his daughter.

"She's dead, right?" Alice suddenly asked, destroying the magic moment. "Your daughter. She died."

Red's eyes filled with tears. He preferred not to answer, looked away. He knew, however, that his reaction was answer enough for Alice. Somehow he couldn't hide anything from this child.

Suddenly, Alice climbed on his lap and huddled against him. "I'm sad that Madita is gone," she said. "Daddy didn't say, but I know she's dead. My grandparents say that people go to heaven when they die. But I don't think it's true."

For a moment Red was unable to move or to answer. It seemed ages that a child had sat on his lap. He didn't dare to touch her, for fear of he might hurt her. He fought back his tears. "Why not?"

"Because you wouldn't see the sun anymore if the sky was full of people," she explained with the pure logic of a child.

"It is... it is more a metaphor. It's a sky you can't see."

Alice thought about it for a moment. "Do you believe that?"

"Not really," Red admitted.

"Grandpa and Grandma say that my mom is in heaven and is watching me. But I don't think so. She is there for them. They still have her clothes and stuff." She kept talking, tried to explain what her grandparents were doing. "They think I should live with them, but they just want me to be like my mom. But I never knew my mom. And they think my dad can't look after me because of his work, you know? When I told him he said I don't need to see them anymore. But I know they tried several times."

Red understood that Audrey's parents obviously tried to get the right of custody for Alice, something the child didn't want at all because they treated her as the daughter they had lost, not as their granddaughter. Madita's death would redound to their advantage.

"Don't you worry," he said, caressing her hair. "I'm sure, your dad can look after you, and everything's gonna be all right."

After Don and Jonica had found out where Tanida was hiding, they headed there and arrested him. It was a long way back to D.C. which they spent in silence, until Jonica suddenly turned into a street that lead into the woods.

"Where are you going to?" Don asked. "This is not the way to D.C."

"We should do it our way, Donnie," Jonica told him. "I have a cabin up there. We can have a nice little chat there with Tanida."

"It was you," Tanida realized. He told Don about the night of the arrest and the death of his brother.

"What did you do?" Don asked Jonica, suddenly realizing that something was completely wrong. "And what are you doing right now?"

"He's gonna kill both of us!" Tanida warned him, and Don thought that he was probably right. When he tried to get the gun from Jonica the car crashed.

In the meantime, the team had found out that Bobby Jonica was the one who killed Tanida's brother and was running his empire now. Meera found out that Jonica had a cabin somewhere in Virginia. They assumed that Don and Jonica might have gone there with Tanida, and headed there.

After they had crashed the car, Don followed Jonica into the woods, watched by Samar from a safe distance. She was about to step in when she saw that Don had a gun, but when they started talking she decided to keep on observing.

"You gotta understand me, Donnie, I'm chasing scumbags all around the world making millions of dollars, and..."

"Don't!" Don cut him short. He couldn't believe that his best friend was a dirty cop, and it filled him with rage. "You brought this down on us, on Pete, and on Sam. You are responsible for that Tanida killed a girl whose safety I was supposed to guarantee. What am I gonna tell her parents? She was shot and killed because you are a dirty cop, a murderer." He shook his head in disbelief and disgust. "You are scum! You are even worse than Tanida. So, let's get back to D.C. where you'll get your due."

Jonica shook his head. "No, you're gonna have to shoot me first. A dirty cop. You know what they'll do to me in prison. I can't do that. Come on, you're my best friend."

"Best friend." Don laughed scornfully. "What kind of friend are you when you betray and lie? And I think Tanida is right, you were gonna kill both of us."

He was about to reach for his cell phone, when Jonica suddenly said, "I killed Audrey."

"What?!"

"I killed her and Endrizzo Palmer and then made it look like as if he killed her and was hired by Reddington. We confiscated some of Reddington's money in Brussels, you remember? Well, I got it from the evidence locker and placed it in Palmer's apartment."

Don was speechless for a moment. All he remembered was that Jonica had been at his side after Audrey had been killed and Alice was born. And the entire time he knew... How can someone be so hypocritical? "Why did you do that?"

Jonica shrugged. "I was paid by someone who wanted Reddington dead."

"Who?"

"I'd rather die than to expose them," Jonica replied.

Don was filled with rage, disappointment, grief, and many other emotions. He closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down. Otherwise, he probably had shot Jonica on the spur of the moment.

In that moment, Liz and Meera arrived. Liz was glad to see Don alive and well. Tanida, who was still in the car, tied with handcuffs, was hurt but alive. But it seemed as if Don had found out about Jonica in the meantime. She hoped he wouldn't do anything stupid.

When she got closer she realized once again how attractive he was, especially in casual wear. And, yes, damn it, she really had deep feelings for him. She couldn't deny it.

"They are all dead because of me, Donnie," Jonica said, trying to make Don shoot him.

Don remembered Red's words. He also had to think about Alice. He didn't want her to grow up with her grandparents. "No. You know what? I'll put you in the worst prison I can find and make sure that all your cellmates know what you've done. They'll love you," he said with a cold smile.

He put the gun down and gave to Liz, who took a deep breath in relief, and wanted to walk back to the street. But before Liz and Meera could reach Jonica to arrest him, he took out a ritual knife, which he had taken with him for Tanida, and committed suicide.

Don found that Red was right. It didn't make him happy. In fact, he thought that this was much too easy, no real punishment. Yes, he felt frustration about Jonica's suicide.

"You never told me you had a daughter," Liz said when they walked back to the cars.

"You didn't ask," he replied, more unfriendly than intended, and he shook off her hand when she tried to console him. Tears were burning in his eyes. He didn't want to talk to anyone, especially not to her. He didn't want to cry in front of her.

For Liz it was like a slap in the face. It was so stupid of her being in love with him. He had told her twice that he was her supervisor, not her partner or her buddy. She was also still married. Still. Although she knew that her feelings for Don were probably wasted she arrived at a decision in that moment: she had to end the relationship with Tom.

"I'm sorry." Don realized that he had been too harsh. "I've to go and get her."

She just nodded and watched him walking to one of the cars.

"She fell asleep during the ride," Red said with a smile and opened the door to the back seat of the car.

Don put Alice on his arms and held her, while Dembe brought the child car seat back to Don's car. Don put Alice into it, then kissed her on the forehead. She mumbled something, but didn't wake up. Quietly he shut the door and turned to Red.

"Alice told me about her grandparents," Red said. "I guess, Madita's death gets you into trouble?"

"Oh yeah." Don sighed. "They'll try to use it. They tried to take her away from me right after she was born. But I bought the house, employed a housekeeper and an au pair girl, so the court was on my side. But now... I feel guilty because of Madita. Her parents sent her here to learn, and now I'm sending her back in a coffin."

"It's not your fault, Donald."

"It's my job that killed her. And my job was always their main argument against me." Don took a deep breath, but he was still upset. "Jonica... He not only killed Tanida's brother, he also... He was the one who shot and killed Audrey and Palmer and set you up." He was breathing heavily, when he went on, "He knew she was pregnant, he knew that we were looking forward to the baby... And then, he... he pretended to be my best friend, handed out advice..." His voice broke, and to his anger and shame he couldn't hold back his tears any longer.

Red empathized with him and took him in his arms. He stroked his back, fatherly, trying to console him. He knew so well how Don was feeling right now. It was as if his fate recurred. Red hadn't been much older than Don when his life had been turned upside down for a similar reason.

Don couldn't believe that he was crying in the arms of the man he had once hated so much because he had to believe he had been the one who killed Audrey. And now it had been his alleged best friend, while Reddington consoled him like a father.

"I had never any time to grieve," Don said. "Audrey died, then Alice was there. She was in the hospital for two months, you know, and in the beginning they weren't sure whether she would survive. Audrey's parents raised a quarrel, there were thousand things to do. How could he do that? How could he even dare to look me in the eyes after killing her?"

"Be glad you didn't kill him," Red mumbled. "You would have regretted it."

Don looked at him in sudden understanding. "That's why you killed Mays. He did something evil like that."

Red nodded. "Yes. But it was the biggest mistake of my life. I didn't feel any relief, any pleasure, any satisfaction. Nothing got better afterwards. It just got worse. I will have to live with it for the rest of my life. I would have gone to prison for the rest of my life. Now I'm on the run for the rest of my life. While he is simply dead. He doesn't regret, he isn't suffering. Believe me, Donald, taking revenge by killing someone is the worst thing you can do." He wiped away the tears from the cheeks of the younger man and smiled at him fatherly. "Too bad Jonica killed himself."

"You sent someone after me," Don understood.

"Just in case. I didn't want you to make the same mistake. Otherwise, you couldn't look after your daughter." Red paused before he changed the subject, "Do you have any contact to the Ferrent family?"

"The family of my mother?" Don asked in surprise. "No. The contact broke off when my grandmother died. I never liked my uncle. He's such a greedy slick. He was even jealous of the little money I inherited. I mean, little in opposite to the amount he got. Once or twice a year I see my cousin Natalie. That's all. Why do you ask?"

"It's nothing." Red smiled and stroked the arm of the younger man. "I've to go now. I have an appointment."

"Thanks for keeping her safe."

"Thanks for trusting me, Donald," Red replied, deeply moved. "You gave me the greatest gift I've received in years. I can't tell you how much it means to me. If you need anything, let me know."

When Red watched the ballet later, he remembered the ballet in 1987, but in some moments he also saw Alice dancing with Luli in the living room of the suite.

In the meantime, Tom buried the bodies of Jolene and the Cowboy in the woods. He made it home before Liz arrived.

On her way home, she had thought over her situation. She should make some plans, before she told Tom it was over. I should rent an apartment, she thought. Or should I simply pack my things and check in a hotel? What if Tom really works for someone? Shouldn't I find out before I leave him?

When she arrived at home, she was only sure about one thing: if she wanted to move forward in her life, she had to do something about it.

They met in the dining room, and both of them pretended that everything was fine.

When Don put Alice to bed, she woke up. "Is everything all right now?" she asked sleepy.

"Yeah, sweetie, everything's all right." He lay down next to her, still commiserating of the events of that day, feeling tired and bruised. Every time he lay down with her he was in danger of falling asleep and of waking up in the middle of the night, tensed up, because her bed was too small. But he felt that they both needed some consolation right now.

"We went to the zoo," she told him and huddled against him, glad to have him back. "They are nice, but they are also kinda strange. They don't have a real home but live in a hotel." She kept on telling him what she had experienced that day. "He gave me a musical clock with a ballerina," she finally said. Of course, she got up and took it from her bag to show it to him. "It was his daughter's before she died."

Don frowned. "Red's daughter is alive."

Alice shook her head, being absolutely sure about it. "I asked him whether she's dead. He didn't answer, but I saw the tears in his eyes."

Maybe he's just missing Jennifer and regrets that he abandoned her, Don thought. Nevertheless, it was pretty strange. He had learned that Alice was mostly right about people.