"There is a missed call and a voicemail," said Aram. He typed on his computer. "The number traces back to the FBI."

"Agent Mojtabai, play the voicemail. We know Pinero contacted Agent Fontaine through a fake FBI letter, he could have managed to get inside one of the offices and contacted her. It could be Pinero leaving us instructions".

Aram nodded and put the phone on speaker as he dialed Kate's voicemail. The sound of a woman came on.

"Agent Fontaine? This is Dr. Gilbert. We have the results of yesterday's medical exam and physically and psychologically everything is fine. However, in light of what has emerged from your blood test, may I kindly ask you to call me back? Have a nice day."

The line went dead and they all had grim faces, they had hoped it would have been Pinero. This waiting was terrible.

"Aram, please access Agent Fontaine's medical records please."

Aram looked at Reddington. "I'm sorry but I can't do that, medical records are confidential."

"You're pushing it Reddington", said Donald.

"Actually, in lieu of the situation, if something is wrong with Agent Fontaine, I think we need to know. This could have an impact on her health and on the way this rescue mission is going to go."

"I doubt it's anything that could interfere with the mission", said Donald.

Raymond looked at him. "Are you a doctor now?" he asked sarcastically. "You constantly prone on how you only want Agent Fontaine's well-being. Are you willing to risk it out of protocol or confidentiality?"

Donald looked at Harold.

"Reddington is right. If something is wrong then we need to know. Agent Mojtabai, please proceed."

Aram typed away on his computer screen and looked at Kate's medical report and then blood test results. He lifted his eyes in Cooper's direction, then back on the screen.

"What is it, Agent Mojtabai?"

"Sir, with all due respect, I don't think I should be the one to give this kind of news."

Samar looked at Aram. "Oh no. Don't tell us she's got cancer."

"No."

"Then for crying out loud Aram, what is it?"

"Kate is.. um.. let me make sure I read this right. Ok, I've got it now. She's approximately 8 weeks pregnant!"

Raymond felt the ground give underneath him but luckily, Dembe was quick and discreet to put his hand behind his boss' back, giving him the temporary support he needed.

"Pregnant!?" said Donald in utter shock. "Was she even seeing anyone? I mean if she was seeing someone, we would know right?"

"Not everyone lays out their private life Ressler", said Samar.

There was a moment of silence.

"Alright, everyone go try and find as much information on Pinero. I'm sure we can find some kind of evidence that could link him. Check all the areas where he buried his previous victims, see if there are similarities in the kinds of places he buries them. If we're lucky, we'll already be able to pin point some potential sites," said Cooper.

The rest of the team headed off to their respective offices, leaving Aram behind his computer, Harold, Raymond and Dembe.

Raymond looked at Cooper. "If it's alright with you, I'll be in Agent Fontaine's office. I'll let you know when Pinero has contacted me."

Cooper nodded.

Raymond walked into Kate's office and looked at the René Magritte painting on the wall. The Promise. He hadn't only bought that painting for her but also for him. It had felt like the promise of new start, a start at redemption, a new life, with already back then, the hope that she would be a part of it.

He sat at Kate's desk.

"Raymond, talk to me," said Dembe as he sat in the seat across from the desk.

"I don't know what to say Dembe. For the first time in my life, I find myself lacking words to describe what I'm going through right now."

"You think she knew or had a doubt and she was leaving anyway, without telling you."

"What if Ressler was right? For some time, Liz tried to get away from me, fearing for her life, maybe Kate realized she had to do the same."

"Ressler is wrong. You are not the man you were back then Raymond and you know that. Meeting Kate has been the best thing that has happened to you in years. I've watched you, you haven't done a single business operation since the day you met her. I don't think Kate knew."

"What if I blindly overestimated her love for me?"

"I've see the way she looks at you Raymond, you haven't overestimated her love for you. But knowing the kind of man you were, I could understand that for someone like Kate, with the job she does, loving you is most probably one of the scariest things in the world."

"She's carrying my child Dembe," said Raymond suddenly feeling helpless. If something happened, he wouldn't only lose Kate. There was so much more at stake. He had never believed he'd have that chance of being a father, it was now within arm's reach and he felt it slip away.

"We will find them, all of them."

Raymond's phone rang.

"Hello Raymond."

Raymond looked at Dembe. "Alfonso."

"I believe I have some valuables that belong to you."

"And I believe that there is nothing I could offer you in return to change your mind."

"You know me well. The rules are simple, every hour, you will get a clue A and a clue B. This will lead you to other clues. As I know you are a very well accompanied man with the FBI, I want to make it clear that you will not be able to save them at the same time, if it's the case, I pull the plug. You need to save one first then the other…that is if you get there in time. I'll send you a text message with a link, I'm sure you'll find it very entertaining. Let the hunt begin"!

With that he hung up. Raymond stood and quickly headed downstairs as he received the text message from Pinero.

The minute Cooper saw him, he knew that contact had been established.

Raymond gave his phone to Aram.

Aram started to type the link.

"Did he say how long we had?"

"No," said Raymond.

"We have 24 hours," said Aram as he looked up from his screen.

"How do you know? Are there instructions on that link?" asked Cooper.

"Not exactly."

Aram clicked a button and live video footage came over on the big screen. It was divided in two and clearly showed Liz and Kate, in what looked like metal boxes, a light, a vent and a timer that clearly showed now, a bit under 24 hours. Both were unconscious.

Raymond's phone rang again. He picked it up and put it on speaker.

"Good, you've taken knowledge of the situation. As you see, you have 24 hours. Once those 24 hours have come and gone, the oxygen tank that is connected to the vent, will be empty and within minutes, the oxygen will start missing and they will suffocate. The effects of the sedatives I administered them should wear off shortly. I can't wait to see the fear, the panic, the exasperation in their eyes. Which one will you be able to save, if either? I'm sure the choice must be difficult to make.. so let me help you make that choice and up the stakes of the game. The one who wins the coin toss will get two clues per hour, that way I'm sure you'll try to save that one first."

There was a moment of silence.

"It looks like B is the winner Raymond. Who is B Raymond? Well, you'll find out when you go digging for the gold."

"So that's it?" said Donald as the line went dead. "He makes the choice for us?"

"Wait? You would have been able to choose you which one to save first?" asked Samar shocked.

Ressler said nothing.

"I didn't think so," said Samar.

Raymond knew that for him too, it would have been a difficult choice, but knowing that Kate was carrying his child, it would have weighed heavier in his decision making. Hopefully, with the team's skills and his, they would find both of them in time and then once that was done, he'd go after Pinero and he'd make it his last criminal action, to make sure that this time he was dead, once and for all!