Haven took a seat at her kitchen table to gather her thoughts. She had just committed herself to Red as more than his 'little errand girl' but now her life was in danger for much less then she was involved in. If she told Red, he'd make her pull back from the next case but if she didn't tell him and he found out later, he'd be hurt. Haven closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she dialed Aram.

"This is Aram," his sleepy voice answered.

Haven felt badly for waking him, "Aram, this is Haven. I just got a call from the Wraith, the one who's been tied to many of our cases and seems to want Reddington dead. Can you try to run a trace on the call?"

"I will do it first thing in the morning when you bring the phone into the office. Are you feeling ok?" he asked, knowing about her injury.

Haven nodded, "Yeah, I'm gonna be alright. How's the current case going?" she asked.

"Keen in on the cusp of solving it. I have no doubt we'll be after someone else very soon. Go get some sleep and I'll try to help you out in the morning," he said.

"Thanks," she replied, "Night." She hung up the line and sat back once more debating whether or not to wake Reddington.

She decided she'd tell him after he'd had some sleep in the morning but she wasn't tired anymore. She got up from the table and made her way to the bathroom, quietly, before she ran a bath. She filled the tub and set off a bath bomb before sliding off her pajamas and slowly settling into the water. She wanted a nice glass of wine to go with her relaxation but she knew that wouldn't be best after a head injury.

She sat in the bath thinking over how to tell Reddington what had happened on the phone but she couldn't bring herself to find the right words that wouldn't get her benched from the team. As she sat soaking in the water, she felt her eyelids grow heavy and eventually she fell asleep. She was more tired than she thought.

She was woken by the panicked voice of Raymond. "Haven!" he shouted to get her attention.

Her eyes flew open at the rushed sound of his voice. She looked at him with confusion all over her face. "What is it?" she asked, feeling her hair which was still dry so she'd never slid underneath the water.

Red sighed as he sat down beside the tub, "You could have drowned. What are you doing in here?"

"I was trying to let you sleep and I didn't think I was tired. I'm sorry if I scare you," she apologized as she felt badly looking at his state.

"Why were you out of bed to begin with?" he asked as he ran his hand across her hair.

Haven took a deep breath, she needed to get it over with, "I got a phone call that left me uneasy so I was trying to relax."

Raymond cocked his head to the side, "Who called you?"

Haven reached up and awkwardly scratched her head as she answered, her voice quiet, "The Wraith. He or she, I guess, said that if I don't stop helping you foil his plans he'd make me 'bloody collateral damage'," as she retold the events of the call she felt the bumps on her arms raise all over again.

Red's face took on a deep look of concern as she explained what had happened, "You have to take a step back and go back to your old unit," he began but Haven stopped him.

"No, I won't back down," she replied, placing her wet, soapy, hand on his cheek, "This call is all the more reason I need to stay close to you. It is safer for both of us and I think we can lure this Wraith out if I am defying his wishes. Maybe you should just move in for awhile," she found herself whispering the last part as she had no idea she was going to say that.

Red placed his hand on top of hers and looked at her with his face full of surprise, "You can't put yourself in unnecessary danger for me."

"If this person finds out that I mean anything to you even if I leave, then I am as good as dead anyway. We should stay close to eachother," she defended her position, before adding, "And, Aram's gonna try to track the son of bitch in the morning when I go in."

Red sighed as he shook his head, "Our next blacklister calls himself the Talent Agent. Start working on that with Aram while Lizzie finishes our other case. Are you sure you aren't too shaken up to continue?" he asked, his tone filled with genuine concern.

Haven nodded, "My job is dangerous, Raymond. I'm not worried at all. Are you going to answer the part where I invited you to live with me?" she asked, her tone more timid as each word left her lips.

Red shook his head, "We'll talk more tomorrow after you begin working on the next case. Let's get you dried off and back to bed," he said as he stood to grab a towel.

Haven pulled the drain in her tub to let the water out but she was concerned with his avoidance on the topic she'd brought up. Maybe he wasn't as interested in her as she'd thought.