A/N: Here's chapter two. It is short, but this was the right ending of the chapter. I must say I am happy with how this chapter turned out. I hope this won't disappoint. Thank you for those who reviewed and followed. I hope you hang in there with me. I have no clue where this fic is going to go and where it will end. Nor will I know how long it is going to take. I however hope you will hang in there.

Chapter two

It was early that morning when she woke up from another sleepless night. She hadn't packed for a vacation so her baggage didn't hold a lot of comfortable clothes. It was mostly business clothes. However there was a pair of faded jeans and a warm vest. She took a quick shower and put on her clothes. The house was quiet and she guessed Red was still asleep. When she opened her door she was surprised to see his bedroom door open. Glancing inside she saw the bed was made up and there was no trace of him in the room anymore. Was he gone already? Had he left her without a word? Had she really pushed him too far? She felt awful. At the thought of him gone without a goodbye she felt her body tense and tears forming. She took calming breaths as she made her way downstairs. At some point she had to face the consequences of her actions and apparently today was the day. If you push hard enough at some point there is no one left to push anymore.

Standing at the last step of the stairs she felt an emptiness within her that seemed to take control of her heart. She made her way to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee and searched again for a sign of him, but there was none. Standing at the window she looked outside. Now that it was light outside she could clearly see the woods and the lake in the short distance. She walked through the cabin to the other side. She opened the front door and noticed the car was still parked on the small drive way. Did that mean he hadn't left her? She walked outside and searched for footprints. In the snow they shouldn't be too hard to find. There were none leading to the car nor were there any surrounding the cabin. The situation confused her and left her feeling unsettled.

She returned to the house and went back upstairs to her room. She opened the door that led to the balcony and sat down in the rocking chair. It was there that for the first time in months she let herself feel how lost and confused she was. She cried, the tears running down her cheeks and her shoulders shook. She'd lost the one person who ever really loved her, her father. She'd been betrayed and cheated on by a man who had promised to love and cherish her till death parted them. And then there was Raymond Reddington. He conjured so many feelings within her. He confused her to no end. He frustrated her, angered her and pushed her buttons like no one else did. He confused her to no end. At times she hated him, wanted to punch him, sometimes she even wanted to shoot him. Other times she wanted to grab him and kiss him senseless. Whenever she was afraid or felt loss she yearned to have him close. She yearned for his closeness, to be wrapped around his body, wrapped in his arms. She never gave into any of these feelings, never thought too long about them because they confused the hell out of her. And instead of dealing with them she tried to ignore them and when that didn't work she got angry and pushed him away. All because she couldn't deal with it.

And now she realised she was all alone and not just in this cabin. She had no one anymore and that realisation hit her hard. She cried uncontrollably. She cried for her father, her marriage and Red. She'd lost it all and though she had no influence in her father's death, she'd played a big part in the failure of her marriage and an even bigger part in the failure of her partnership with Red. It was then that she got angry with herself. She grabbed her mug, threw it against the floor and screamed into the woods.

Her scream carried through the woods to a man who was making his way through them. Red stopped for a moment hearing a sound in the distance that could be a scream. He'd been walking through the woods for a while now. He'd hardly slept. He really didn't know how much longer her could deal with Lizzie's behaviour. Her constant anger hurt him. Sure there were moments when her anger was justified, but she just kept carrying it with her and was willing to throw it at him whenever she felt like it. There was more than enough guilt within him already but she seemed to just pile more on top of it. He cared deeply for her and kept showing her that he cared but she either chose to ignore it or simply didn't care. Either way she managed to crush his heart. He couldn't quite pinpoint the moment when merely caring for her turned into loving her deeply. And now he couldn't imagine his life without loving her. But what he was considering for the first time was loving her from afar and protecting her from afar. Living a life without her. He never thought that thought would ever enter his mind. It was time to say goodbye to his Lizzie and it pained his heart. Because he knew above all else that she was his destiny.

TBC...