AN: Thank you. The feedback has been overwhelming. I'm thankful for every single review, especially yours, Mr. or Mrs. Guest! I love reviews! Special thanks to criminalkeen for being a great beta. So here's something short for the weekend.

Are you ready for smut now? Yes? Well, too bad :P

This chapter's to my Aussie people in our Redzie group on facebook. You rock, Aussies!

Disclaimer: I do not own The Blacklist

Chp. 6

They had moved on from Switzerland and had ended up in Perth, Australia, where Liz had instantly fallen in love with a quokka. She had found the little guy near a dumpster. She had given him water and fed him an apple before scratching him behind his ear. "Look how cute he is, Ray!" Liz exclaimed as the animal made a pleased noise.

Red pinched the bridge of his nose. He and Dembe had been leaning against a fence for the past 45 minutes without uttering a word. "Right. Can we carry on now?"

"But, Red, look!" She turned her head and both she and the quokka were looking at him with big eyes.

"I can see him, Lizzie."

"Touch him. He's so soft."

"I can see him just fine from over here."

The former FBI agent struck out her bottom lip. "Red..."

She was playing dirty. "Lizzie..." He started to say something, but then Liz bit her bottom lip and he could feel himself caving. "Alright." He sighed and walked the few steps towards the couple.

"You can touch him." Liz encouraged.

Just to please her, Red extended his hand and let the animal sniff him, before gently running his fingers through his fur. He looked up to see Liz watching him with a fond expression. Alright, he got it, she was a sucker for his soft side. He used his free hand to cup her cheek, stroking his thumb over her cheekbone, and leaned in to kiss her. "Are we ready to go?" He asked softly after they parted.

Liz nodded and gave her new friend a last pat to the head, before straightening up. She took Red's offered hand and both went over to Dembe.

"It looks like we are going to be cooking for four tonight," the tall man said, looking over their shoulders. Red and Liz turned and saw that the quokka had followed them.

"Awww! He wants to come with us." Liz was already kneeling down next to the animal again.

"Lizzie," Red warned.

"We can't just leave him here."

"He probably has a family, Lizzie."

"You saw him, Red, he was all alone," she argued.

"Sweetheart -"

"Please, Ray."

'There she goes again. Foul play. But those eyes... her pouty lips...' "Alright, take him with you," he said at last.

Liz gave him a toothy smile, her eyes sparkling with happiness, before she picked up the quokka, which made a purring noise. She gave Red a kiss and hugged the animal against her chest.

"She has you wrapped around her little finger, Raymond," Dembe said in a low voice.

"Oh, shut up," Red replied and the other man laughed.

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He wasn't happy. Not one bit. This was taking it too far.

"Eliz -" He cleared his throat. God, he was tired. "Elizabeth!"

"Yeah?" Her voice was muffled by the bathroom door.

"What is that thing doing in my bed?!"

Liz stuck her head into the room. "Looks like he's sleeping."

Red frowned at her. "I can see that. Why?"

"Just look how cute he is," Liz said and as if the little quokka had heard them, he made a content noise.

"I don't care what he looks like, I don't want him in my bed. How did he get in here?"

Liz started walking into the bedroom. "He came in last night. I guess he was lonely or scared. It's a wonder you didn't wake up. I must have worn you out," she told him with a cheeky smile, as she climbed onto the bed and straddled him.

His hands immediately went to her hips, his thumbs slipping under her tank top. "Don't change the subject. So you thought it'd be a good idea to let him sleep with us?"

"Look who's awake. Hi, Stuart!"

"Stuart?!"

Liz shrugged and watched as the animal walked over and sleepily flopped down again, curling up in the space between Red's arm and his body.

"What the -"

Liz clamped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from laughing out loud. "Seems like this is going to be a group cuddle."

"Lizzie -"

She leaned down and kissed one of his stubbly cheeks before resting against his chest. Red closed his free arm around her back, moving the other one so the animal could rest more comfortable as well. Was this how it would be if he and Lizzie had a child? Cuddling up on a Saturday morning, just holding each other? He loved her; he would do anything for her. He was pudding in her hands and he had a feeling she was aware of that too.