A Blacklist Thanksgiving

by TrekkieMutantXGirl

This takes place while Red and Lizzie are on the run. Naturally Dembe is there as well. Since Red has many connections a traditional turkey dinner is not an issue for him! This has a T rating and is naturally lightly Lizzington. This is meant to be a one shot. I may write more one shots in an attempt to get over this dogon writers block that will not let go of me! Please be kind in

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Red had finally dozed off into a peaceful sleep, only to be woken by Lizzie screaming. Sadly, this was a frequent occurrence since the events that had put them both on the run. Usually, he was able to get her to snap out of it pretty quickly. This time, it took a few minutes longer than normal, and even saw Dembe run into the room, thinking they were under attack. He convinced Dembe that it was only a nightmare, and the bodyguard sat outside the door for a few moments to make sure all was really well.

Lizzie's Dream:

She was running. Everyone was after her and Red. The FBI, the CIA, the Cabal, and even some groups she could not name. Red was just ahead of her and rounded a corner. Solomon seemed to get ahead of him and threw a grenade directly at him. Just as the grenade went off, she woke up screaming, eyes wild, and sweating.

When Lizzie woke up, she thought Red was dead and she had been captured by Solomon for who knows what purpose. There were arms around her, and she was fighting wildly to get free. It took her a few minutes more to register Red's voice, and the fact that it was just a dream. They were safe for now. Red tried to get her to talk about the dream, but she avoided the subject entirely. Eventually, she fell back into a fitful sleep snuggled close to him. Dembe checked in to see if he needed anything, giving his boss a knowing look, before going to get dressed. There was no way either of the men would be sleeping now.

Dembe spent the rest of the evening periodically checking the house and outside area. He would go back to the closed bedroom door every now and then to keep an eye on his charges. This continued until Red emerged fully dressed just before daylight. Both men sat in the den for a while having their coffee and reading the papers. Naturally, both were concerned with what all of this was doing to Lizzie mentally. It had to end sooner rather than later for everyone's sake.

Red knew that they would be safer as soon as he was able to get Lizzie out of the country. The Cabal would still be after them, but they could stay just out of the FBI's reach. A few calls were made, and it was soon arranged for them to leave the country on Sunday evening to a private island that he owned in the middle of nowhere.

As no one had turned on the news since their arrival, what they did not know was that a historical nor'easter was also due to arrive Sunday morning.

Author's note: The next chapter will be Thanksgiving Day. I am sorry about the delay. We are a homeschooling family that is quite busy. Both children have fallen ill on us. I will try to write more tomorrow!