Red was tired of all this. Mostly, it was because of his leg. The slightest movement of the limb hurt him. The other thing he hated was having to deal with Ressler.

He had taken unused bandages and had tied Donald's hands behind his back. Then, he dragged the agent out to the pick up. It had taken a lot of effort and pain to get the man up into the passenger seat.

Reddington noticed a small pocket knife sitting in a cup holder causing him to feel a strong urge to slit Ressler's throat. Then, he was hit by a feeling of exhaustion. If he killed Ressler, he'd have to drag the corpse out of the truck and inside. It just seemed like too much work. He sighed and shut the door before going back inside.

He raided the room for anything useful. He gathered canned food, a can opener, water bottles, disinfectant, bandages, and whatever money was left in the cash register. Then, he went back out and got into the driver's seat. He reached to start the car and found that the keys weren't there.

Red groaned and fought back the urge to beat his head on the steering wheel. He slid back out and winced when he put too much weight on his leg. He gripped the cane a little harder as he hobbled back into the store. When he walked inside, he moved over to the dead man and reached into his pockets.

Finally, he fished the keys out and got back into the truck. He found the right key and cranked the truck. Looking down at the gas gauge, he saw that he had three fourths of a tank. He pulled out onto the dirt road and started down it.

"Wha?" Donald muttered as his eyes fluttered open. He stared groggily out the window for a moment. Red turned on the air conditioning and sighed in relief. At least the air worked. Then, Donald looked over at him in confusion. "Wha goen n?"

"I may have hit you a little harder than I thought." Red commented ignoring his question.

The fog over Donald's mind lifted slowly. His head pounded every time his heart beat. He looked around him for a way to get out of this mess. He was tempted to ask what Reddington planned on doing with him but found that he really didn't want to know. So, he kept looking. When he glanced in the back, he paused.

"Who is that?" Donald asked looking at Reddington. Red glanced at him in confusion.

"Who are you talking about?"

"...You didn't know she was in here?" Donald asked. Red furrowed his brow before glancing behind the seat.

"Shit," he said when he saw a blue eye looking up at him. The other was swollen shut and bruised. The blonde girl stared at him with a pleading look. She was tied up and had a gag in her mouth. If Ressler hadn't been looking around, they would have never known she was there.

Red pulled over and parked on the side of the road. He grabbed the knife and leaned over the seat. The girl closed her eyes tightly and made a small distressed noise. Red cut the rope that had been used to gag her.

"Who are you?" Red asked but was only stared at in fright. "Well?" He added but the girl didn't look any more ar ease.

"Relax, kid." Donald said. "He won't hurt you." He added getting a glare from the criminal. How dare Donald try and say who he would and wouldn't hurt. Of course, he was right. There was no real reason to hurt the kid who couldn't have been more that fourteen or fifteen.

"S-Sandra," she replied.

"Well, Sandra, we're going to get you out of here." Red stated pulling back out onto the road. The girl offered him a small smile. Never let it be said that Raymond Reddington was completely heartless.

"SHIT!" Red yelled as the truck came to a complete stop. He slammed his fist into the steering wheel causing it to give a brief honk.

"What happened?" Donald questioned looking over at the frustrated man.

"We ran out of gas. We'll have to walk the rest of the way." Red replied, pushing his door open. He slid out and put too much weight on his leg. It gave out from under him causing him to fall on the dirt road below. "SON OF A BITCH!"

Donald and Sandra exchanged quick glances before looking back down at Red. He had pulled himself back up and was covered in dirt. Donald held back a snicker.

"This should be interesting." Donald stated.