Haven opened her eyes slowly as the pain in her head began to throb. She looked around, her vision clearing up and found herself in her apartment on her couch with Reddington sitting across the room, watching her.
She began to sit up when he rose from the couch to stop her, "You suffered a concussion, you need to take it easy," he instructed as he gently urged her back onto the couch.
"Torres?" she asked, though she already knew the answer.
Reddington shook his head, "We can confirm anything but she is most likely dead."
Haven closed her eyes, feeling defeated, "How long was I out?" she asked, changing the subject.
Red nodded with a soft smile, "Just 24 hours. I've been here."
"The whole time?" she asked, surprised.
Red nodded, "We were supposed to meet back here so I just wanted to make sure I was here. I also didn't want you to wake up in a different location in a panic. So, are you up to talking about what has been going on between us?"
Haven shook her head, "I want to be because you staying here is amazing but I think I just want to get to work as quickly as possible. Do we have a new case?" she asked, hoping he wouldn't press her on the subject of a relationship.
Red closed his eyes for a moment, "Your team does but you are going to sit this one out. Your head needs time to recuperate. I guess it's time I head out unless there's anything you need," he finished, his tone defeated. Haven had an easy time pinpointing that emotion because he didn't display it often.
She felt badly because he'd waited here and made sure she was safe. Why couldn't she commit to trying things out? She sighed deeply, "Maybe you could stay the night?" she asked, her tone cautious and timid.
Red looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness, "I will only stay the night if you truly want me here. Can you commit to this?"
Haven sat up on her sofa, against Red's protests, and looked at him, taking a deep breath as she chose her words, "Raymond, I do want you to stay and I do want to try something out with us. But, we have to stop getting in each other's way and letting the other do what they're good at. And, we have to be even more discreet than ever," she explained her rationnel as she looked into his eyes.
Red's lips curled into a small smile as he looked back into her eyes, "I am willing to do whatever it takes in order to work this arrangement out. I wish I understood what it was that makes this so necessary but I haven't felt like this in many, many years. Let me help you to your bed," he said softly as he stood and reached down for her hands.
Haven took them and stood before she reached up and placed her hands on his cheeks. "I'm really happy that you feel so strongly for us because I don't want you to break my heart," she confessed as she placed her lips against his, kissing him without any reservations.
Red kissed back but quickly pulled away, "Take a breath, dear. You are in no condition for intimacy at the moment. Come."
Red led her to her bed where he laid her down and placed the blanket on her. "Aren't you going to lay down?" she asked.
Red shook his head, "I was going to be a gentleman and sleep on the couch."
Haven shook her head, "You will do no such thing," she lifted up the covers to welcome him into her bed, "I don't know how long we'll have together so we're not going to waste any of it with slow customary courting. You have been a gentleman for long enough."
Red shook his head as he laughed softly and got into the bed. Haven began looking on her nightstand.
"What are you looking for?" he asked, wanting her to take it easy.
"My phone," she replied, "I need it in case the team calls."
"You don't need to worry about the case or the team," Red corrected her as he grabbed her arms gently to get her to lie still. "Just rest," he whispered.
"I'll rest better if my phone is nearby, please," she asked.
Raymond sighed, as he stood from the bed and pulled the phone out of his jacket pocket, "Here, now place it on your night table and get some sleep."
Haven agreed and did as he asked before rolling over and kissing his cheek, "Good night," she whispered but he was already asleep after being awake for hours watching over her.
Haven began to fall asleep, herself when her phone rang. She answered the call and snuck away to her kitchen so she wouldn't wake Red, "Agent Masters," she said.
The voice on the other end laughed before replying, "You're doing a wonderful job tap dancing between playing a loyal agent and Reddington's little errand girl. You have messed up a few of my plans and if you don't stop you will pay for it."
"Who is this?" Haven demanded.
The voice laughed again, more heartily this time, "My dear, this is the Wraith. I'm the one behind all these cases and the one that will make you simple bloody collateral damage unless you stop helping Reddington."
Before Haven could say another word, the line went dead. She looked down at her arms to see goosebumps but she didn't know if she should tell Red about the call or not.