Chapter four

Her face went red again as she slipped into the expensive dress he had bought her that had fit perfectly. Her hair was up as she clipped the dangling diamond earrings to her ears, she quickly looked back down to her emerald coloured shoes that went with her deep blue dress. But did the dress really have to have the large split down the side of it that extended from just above her knee to the bottom of her dress.

After she was fully dressed she stood and looked into the mirror at her self. She felt a little guilty for what she did with Red but couldn't help the nagging disappointment that they didn't have the chance to finish what she had started. Dembe had walked in and had seemed unembarrassed as he informed Red of something that had seemed urgent enough to not tell him to piss off. Just one more kiss goodbye and he had left her standing there totally embarrassed. Why don't I feel that way about my husband anymore?

She was ready to go after taking a shower drying her hair and putting it up, with some make up and the clothing Red had picked out she looked more expensive than she had ever looked in her life and wasn't afraid to think she looked hot.

But hopefully she looked right on Reddington's arm otherwise The Englishmen or who he was meeting would know and they had very little back up to help them out of the possibly bad outcome.

Dembe drove up to the front door of The Royal as Reddington got out first and opened up the door for her. She took his hand and as elegantly as possible got out of the car and they walked into the hotel together. Someone quickly showed them to their table as she surveyed the room and half listened to the small orchestra playing an instrumental version of 'Show Me Love' by Tatu.

Red decided to order for both of them as she didn't understand most of the meals on the menu. He also decided to pick a 1963 bottle of white wine to go with there meals as Elizabeth looked around the room again.

He hadn't been wrong there were actually quite a few people on the dance floor. She was lost in thought as she stared around the room when she was startled out of her trance by a warm hand on her own.

"Lizzie you're starting to look suspicious," he informed her as she took his words into account and only looked around every few minutes.

Before long there food and wine were there. Red had chosen a seafood dish of some sort for her and a beef meal that looked sightly more familiar for him.

He poured her some wine as she ate her meal and mentally applauded his choice on wine as the subtle sweet taste complimented the dish perfectly.

"Stephanie said we're looking for someone with a medium build," she said to him as she recalled Stephanie telling her she had ordered some clothing for him once.

"That isn't especially helpful Lizzie," Red stated blankly to her looking around the room quickly before going back to his food.

"Well it marks a few people off the list."

A good ten minutes later they both had finished and they were nowhere as they looked around the room. Red stood from the table as he thought this the optimum time to dance.

Elizabeth took his hand as they walked over to the dance floor and begun to dance to the slow music. She begun to think of what had happened the last time they had danced together just a few hours previous. Looking into his unreadable eyes she found it hard to concentrate on anything else. Come on Liz get a hold of yourself she thought as she looked behind him at a group of people that seemed to be having a business meeting.

It seemed like she recognised the person who was facing away from her but she couldn't be sure. She had her chin resting on Reddington's shoulder as they had become very close and were now chest too chest as they moved in time.

"What do you think Lizzie?" Red asked her as she looked up at him and saw he was gesturing to someone behind her. He quickly turned them around so she could have a look.

The man she was looking at seemed the perfect profile of The Englishman but just as she was about to agree with him the man had gotten very close to another man next to him and begun to make sexual gestures towards him. Liz couldn't help but laugh. Even if The Englishman was homosexual a professional wouldn't act that way.

She looked back up to Red to tell him her findings to see he was already looking down at her observing her every move as her smile slowly eased off and she went back to leaning on his shoulder. "Nope that's not him."

There plan was going down the drain and they just couldn't spot a person with that same profile.

Seven minute later they found themselves chatting to each other instead as they danced together, totally unaware of anyone else in the room he quickly spun her around and went back to swaying whilst Reddington told her a funny story about the time he had spent in Pakistan. She was having a great time and couldn't think of getting back to work whilst she listened to his tale and laughed. Every time she did so Reddington demeanour changed slightly for a few second and he stopped and observed her. Listening to his story she stared blankly out at the business people again, she noticed they were shaking hands. She guessed there business meeting was over when the man she thought she had recognised before turned around. Her stomach sank and her previous smile disappeared from her face. What the hell was Tom doing here?