Prompt: Got no one I can Blame.

This is an AU Liz was on the run since the start. Hopefully I can fill in gaps on this.


A nice candle lit dinner for one. That was what she needed. She knew this would help her over come the stress she had acquire from the previous days and plus she would get a nice dinner in a soothing atmosphere. Her sources told her no one of concern was near the town she was in at the moment, which meant he could breath.

She was seated at a corner table like she requested and it was definitely worth her money.

The previous day she was on a gig and encountered unwanted company. The FBI turned up in the middle of her making transfer plans with the mark. God they had terrible timing. But luckily the transfer was made on time. She did her best to get out of the building unnoticed by then FBI but by the she made it out the door they knew she had left. She was their target. If she wasn't on their radar before, well, now she definitely was.

She wanted to know how they knew of her. She knew there was some local, smaller authorities that knew about her. But in the criminal under world she was a high roller. She did get a shit ton out of her marks and that was putting it lightly.

A baritone voice made her raise her head, "You have a Blacksite full of FBI Agents running around like chickens with their heads cut off. You made quite the exit."

Her head tilted as he sat down across from her, taking off his hat. She knew who he was, he was the only Raymond Reddington, but she couldn't let him know she knew that. Besides if he knew she stole a good sum of money from him a few years prior she would be dead. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"No use on playing that card darling. You're a notorious grifter who also stole money from me, you'll have to tell me that story one day."

"I don't-"

"Elizabeth, what's the last name your using now a day's. It's not Scott any more for sure."

"How…"

"Sam was rather disappointed, but I find my self amazed and well yes there is some disappointment."

"What-"

He stopped for a moment his head tilting, "You've got that look, like you expect to be dead in the next few moments. Your Sams little girl, he would come back from the grave just to get that revenge if I did such a thing." He said it like it explained everything. He shrugged "You had two paths, I assume this one appealed to you. Sam wasn't happy of course, since he was once upon a time in the same business we are in."

"You knew my father."

"That's a complicated statement. Anyways I need the information of who hired you for the job yesterday."

"You and I both know that is how you lose your Rep and employers if there is only one person to blame."

"If you do this for me, I can get you employment with more rewarding opportunities." He stood up and left a card behind. "Drop the information off at that address. The FBI will all a suddenly lose interest in you." He placed his fedora back on to it's original resting spot. "I sense this is a start of a great partnership Lizzy." And he was gone.


It Was either going to be red or Ressler but maybe I could do another one.

P.S Drabbles are unrelated to previous chapters unless stated.

Always thanks for reading