AN: Trying my best to upload a chapter a day.I hope this chapter makes you smile as it made me. :)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Blacklist. If I did, Lizzington would have been canon since the pilot.

They both slept comfortably in each others arms. Red chest freely used by Lizzie as her pillow and her arm draped on his middle. Red, inhaling the smell of her hair as he sleeps and his arms wrapped protectively around her body. They stayed like this through the night and the morning.

It was Red who was the first to wake up at about 2 in the afternoon. He hasn't felt this well-rested in so long. There's one problem though, he cannot feel his arm because Lizzie was lying on it. He looked at her and he can't help but smile. She looked very peaceful as she sleeps. He was groaning as he tries to set his arm free, careful not to wake her, but her weight was concentrated on it.

"Lizzie." He shook her lightly.

"Lizzie, wake up."

She slowly opened her eyes to adjust to the light and slightly lifts her head.

"What Red?"

"I'm so sorry to wake you, but as much as I enjoy being your pillow, I can't quite feel my arm anymore."

That's when she realized that her head was laying on her chest and her body was crushing his arm.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry."

He then removed his arm from under her and sighed with relief at the pleasure of his arm being able to relax.

She then proceeds to rest her head on the pillow facing him.

He was massaging his arm in attempt to get its feeling back.

"I'm really sorry Red. Is your arm going to be alright?"She said with a slight grin.

"If you're sorry then why are you smiling? Does my discomfort bring you such joy?" He said, laughing weakly.

"You know I'm only kidding." She responds.

She then reaches for his arm and starts to massage it. "Thank you though, really, for staying with me."

"I'll always be here for you if you need me sweetheart, never forget that."

She can't help but blush at the statement.

"I know that. I've always known that. I want us to talk. About the things we failed to discuss yesterday. But we need to do it properly, Red. I don't want to fight with you. Can we do that?"

He nods.

I'm sorry about what I said yesterday. I was out of line. And I promise not to let my temper get the best of me."He said with regret in his eyes.

"It's already forgotten. And I promise to stay civil in our discussion and not run to my room when things get intense."

"Why don't we discuss things over lunch? I'm famished. I'll cook." He said and got up from the bed.

"Okay, I'll take a shower and be right down."

They have plenty of supplies to it wasn't hard for Raymond to decide on what to cook.

Minutes later he can hear her walking down the stairs.

"Mmhh, what smells so delicious?"

"It's Fettuccine Alfredo with Bacon. A chef in Italy who is a dear friend of mine taught me the recipe. It should be done in a few minutes. In the meantime, why don't you get comfortable so we can talk?"

She takes a seat at the table. "Where do you want us to start?"

"Well, why won't you let me protect you and hide you away from our enemies Lizzie? This is our best course of action."

"Because I want to help you, I know I can help you. I don't want to be tucked away in some corner of the world while you fend off our enemies. I'll worry not knowing what's going on with you."

"Lizzie." He interrupted.

"No, just let me finish."

He nods.

"Truth be told, I worry about you Red, even if you are just nearby. God knows what I would do if I am miles away from you and have no idea what you are up to. I care about you Red. Why can't you just accept that?"

Tears were starting to build on his eyes as she talked.

"You don't want this Lizzie. Trust me on this. You deserve better."

"Don't tell me what I want Red. What if this is what I want, being on the run with you." She was starting to raise her voice and she tries her best to stay calm.

"Then you will slowly become like me. A monster, as you so pointed out multiple times."

Their food has finished cooking so Raymond had to attend to it and delay their talk. Liz grabbed the plates and cutlery and sets it on the table. She began to approach him as he set placed their food on the table and touched his cheek.

"Red you're not a monster. At first I thought you were but that was before I knew you, before I really knew you. And trust me you are not a monster. A monster wouldn't try to block off my memory so my sins won't come to haunt me. A monster wouldn't help me escape the Cabal and the FBI. And a monster wouldn't cook this wonderful meal and share it with me." She said smiling, trying to lighten the mood.

He tried to release a chuckle and wasn't able to stop as a tear fell from his eyes and went to his cheeks where her hands are. She wipes his tear with her fingers.

"Come on. Let's eat while the food's still warm." He said, clearly overwhelmed by the situation. He grabs her hand and places a soft and tender kiss to her knuckles.

Both of them began to take their seat on the table.

"I'm not going to rush you with this decision Lizzie. We still have to lay low for about three weeks or a month for the heat to die down. And if you still feel strongly about this decision after that time, then I won't argue with you."

"Deal." She said with a smile for being able to reason with Red.

She then takes a bite of the meal he has prepared.

"Wow! This is just delicious. You must teach me how to cook this." She said as she takes another mouthful.

"Maybe I will. We clearly have plenty of time on our hands."

AN2: Please review and tell me what you think. Also let me know if you have any scenarios you want them to be in.