Haven went back to the Post Office after clearing up everything in the scene. When she walked in, she was surprised to see Cooper and Aram waiting for her.
"What's up?" she asked, looking at them slightly nervous.
Cooper took a deep breath before he spoke, "The bullet used to murder Agent Torres was from an agency weapon which means that right now you are the primary suspect. I'm sorry to do this but we are going to have to lock you up."
Haven was shocked, "She was already down when I arrived," she replied in disbelief as she let Aram lead her to a holding cell.
As they walked, Haven looked at Aram and asked, "Were you able to figure out what kind of bomb that was at the museum?"
Aram looked at her, his face sad, "It was a biological weapon which looked like a mere prototype. Whoever is behind this has some serious issues. Sorry to have to do this," he said as he gestured for her to walk into her cell.
Haven smiled at him, "You're doing your job." Haven walked forward and took a seat in the cell while she waited for anything to happen.
As she sat there, she remembered what Reddington had told her that morning and she suddenly realized her fate lied with Elizabeth Keen. Shortly after she was locked up, Cooper showed up outside her cell. "Agent, it appears Agent Keen believes you didn't shoot Torres, which is what we all think, but she also said you would be more useful out in the world with Reddington then here. Your cell will be left unlocked by accident and you will get to the alley outside the building."
Haven nodded as she stood, ready to make her move. Cooper looked at her once more, "If you head straight out of the cells into the hallway, you'll find a door out and it is not being guarded for a few moments. Good luck, Agent," she said as he unlocked her cell and walked away, the opposite direction from the instructions he'd given.
Haven waited mere seconds before she opened the cell and raced down the hall where she found a fire escape. She opened the door and raced up the rickety ladder until she found herself in the alley above, face to face with Reddington.
"Good, the plan worked. What do you know about the weapon used so far?" he asked as she reached down to help her up.
She waved his hand away as she climbed out on her own. "It was a biological weapon and as far as Aram could tell, it looks like a prototype of something worse to come. Do you know if anyone was in that Church this morning?"
Reddington smiled, "There was a Priest who is claiming he was in the basement gambling. We need to go find Mr. Greewade's friend, Ms. Shonda Fontaine and see if she knows anything."
Haven nodded as she followed him down the alley to a black car where his bodyguard, Dembe was waiting. "Where's your girl?" Haven asked with a slight raise of the eyebrow.
Reddington looked at Haven and she watched as his eyes scanned her body up and down, "I believe I will no longer have a need for her soon enough. Get in," he ordered as Dembe opened the car door.
Haven did as she was told and rode quietly with Reddington to their next location. They got out at the CDC where Ms. Fontaine worked.
"Well, this explains how Nick Greenwade got a hold of biological weapons. He had a source on the inside," Haven commented as she got out of the car.
Reddington took a moment to step in front of her and lean in close enough to whisper, "You are not an FBI agent anymore but a wanted criminal, like myself. Let me do the talking. Do you understand?" he asked, still whispering in her ear.
Haven felt goosebumps rise all over her skin from him but she simply nodded as she followed him into the building.
She stood by and simply listened as Reddington questioned the young woman. The only thing she picked up on was that Nick wasn't the man behind the plan and that when she met with him, it was always in the Church.
"Where did he get the bomb supplies from after you supplied him with deadly viruses?" Haven asked as she realized she had just as much of a right to question this woman as Reddington did.
She caught a glare from Reddington as the woman answered, "I believe the shipments came from Berlin but we simply picked them up at the Harbour from the man in charge."
"You've been most helpful, dear," Reddington said, "However, if anything you've told us turns out to be an ounce different from the truth, you will be locked up."
Haven watched him threaten the woman and then turn and gesture for her to follow him out. "Do you know someone in Berlin who could have sent those shipments because they must know who the man behind this is?" Haven asked as they both got into the car.
Reddington turned to her, "I gave you very specific instructions which you did not obey. I can't say I'm surprised but I had hoped you could handle waiting beside me quietly."
Haven furrowed her brow as she replied, "I am not your puppet, Reddington. Just because I admitted that I have feelings for you does not mean you can whisper in my ear and I'll do whatever you say. I had a question and you weren't asking it and now we have a lead. So, who do you know in Berlin?"
Reddington found himself shocked once more by Agent Masters, "You have quite an ego on you, don't you? I do know someone in Berlin and we are headed to my plane now. Do you think you should inform Harold you'll be leaving the country?"
Haven shook her head, "I'm operating outside the law on this one so the law doesn't need to know anything about my business. Now, are you going to stop trying to control me?" she asked, glaring at him, her eyes squared with his own.
Reddington laughed gently as he reached out on hand and placed it on her knee, "All thoroughbreds can be broken. You are no exception, my dear."