As always I own nothing.
A few hours later Nessa was well on her way to inebriation. A drunk Nessa also meant a loose lipped Nessa much to Liz's horror and Red's delight.
"Oh Lizzie Bee remember those house parties. Oh the fun! Raymond our Lizzie Bee here was one party girl." She leaning into Reds side wrapping her arm around his.
"You must tell me more, you see I haven't had the pleasure of seeing Lizzie let her hair down and go wild. I would just adore that I'm sure." Red turned to Liz as he finished by giving her a suggestive grin.
Liz needed to step in and stop this train wreck before Red had had enough stories to blackmail her for life.
"Ok Nessie hon I think you've had enough, how about some coffee?" Liz stood grabbing the half empty bottle of wine to place it out of her reach.
"Oh spoil sport." Pouted Nessa. "Hey Andi tell Lizzie Bee not to be such a spoil sport."
Andi woke up with a start, looked around the room to reorientate herself.
"You know coffee sounds good to me, yeah coffee then I think you and I should hit the hay." Directing her words to one droopy eyed Nessa.
"Let me help you with the coffee hon." Andi made her way over to Liz's side. Seeing her panicked look Andi reassured her. "Don't worry she is two seconds away from nap time so your Raymond won't be getting any stories from her."
As they looked back at the scene before them there sat Red with Neesa slumped against his side idly slipping her fingers up and down his vest.
Red looked to Liz for help as Nessa began a lazy assault on his buttons. Both Liz and Andi stifled there laughs as Red try to distract Nessa.
"Darling why don't you tell me some more of those wonderful stories of yours?" He managed to pin her hands in place.
"Lizzie a little help here would be appreciated." He looked to Liz.
"Mmm, Raaaymond, I like that name it sooooo strong... juuust like yoouuu. Big and strooonge in your suit. Damn you loook fiine in it. Wha...whaat do you loook like out ... out of it." Nessa grinned up at Red.
"Lizzie... Lizzie... oops...oh Nessa darling that is not your pocket or bag honey... Lizzie." His pleas fell on deaf ears as Liz and Andi made their way to the kitchen.
"Pay back Red, pay back." Liz called back into the room.
"Lizzie my dear the night is not over yet... ouch... yet again darling that is certainly not your bag, here is you bag." Red eyes catch on something as he hands it to Nessa.
"Is that a photo album in there honey?" Red pointed to her bag.
"Oh I all mooost for...got aboout that, doo do you wanna see me Liizzzzieee Beeee and Annnndii pannndddyy." Nessa asked as she rummaged through her bag.
"Oh more than you can imagine dear." Red helped her dig out the album.
"Now honey are you going to tell me about your Raymond or is it Red?" Andi was more alert then Liz thought. "Come on girl I see the way he looks at you and don't dare deny that its not a two way thing."
"Andi its not like that I swear we work together thats all." She buried her head in a kitchen cabinet looking for coffee.
"Ah yes I look at all the guys at work like that and they in turn follow my every move with their eyes, its a bitch really but you know I struggle through it." Her mocking tone evident.
Eventually Liz made eye contact with her, she could never successfully hide things from her and there was no point try to start now. She sighed as she leaned back against the counter.
"You're right but its complicated." She said. "I know I shouldn't have these feelings, I shouldn't long for him when he is away, I shouldn't find myself searching for his face in a room full of people. But I do Andi, I do and no matter how I try to fight it I can't." She felt the comfort of her friends arms wrap around her as she enveloped her in a hug.
"Oh my little Lizzie Bee what are we to do with you, huh?". Stepping back she looked her friend in the eyes. "Have you told him? You need to honey, you need find out how he feels." Smiling she continued. "Trust me that man is infatuated with you. What I'd give to have someone, anyone look at me that way." Their moment of peace was disturbed by a loud laugh from the other room.
"Oh lord what now." Liz covered her face with both hands.
"I'll go save him from Miss Rambling Fingers in there." Andi grabbed a cup of coffee as she made her way back into the living room. Liz calmed herself then followed.
When she got there her eyes stilled in her head. Photos! Nessa brought photos oh just fantastic!
She had never seen or heard Red laugh like that before.
"Lizzie sweetheart you've been holding out on me I think." Looking back down at the picture in his hand.
"Oh my, I do appreciated well made lace undergarments." Taking an exaggerated deep breath. "And red, oh Lizzie you little minx."
"Andi what pictures are those?" Disparately looking to the soberest of her friends.
Andi shrugged "Hon you got me. I didn't even know she brought pictures."
"These are gold, absolute gold. Nessa darling I hope you won't mind if I get a copy?" Red leaned into his co conspirator.
"NOOOOOOO." Liz made a dive for the picture but Red's reflexes were sharper. He hopped up for his place on the couch and made for the far side of her living room.
"Now, now Lizzie don't grab." Holding the incriminating pictures close to his chest.
"Red give me the damn pictures, now." Making another grab she stumbled sideways as he turned his back to deflect her attack. She was now pinned behind him and the back of the couch.
"Ah, ah, ah Lizzie what is the magic word?" Red replied through short burst of laughter.
"Pens... Red." She hissed over his shoulder.
Red stopped, looked over his shoulder at her. "Lizzie my dear that was uncalled for. You would use violence against me for the sake of these... mmm... salacious pictures? Really Lizzie?"
Liz took a breath and was about to apologies when Red spoke again.
Leaning towards her whispered dramatically "It would be soooooo worth it darling."
"You son of a bit..." Red cut across her again. "Language, Lizzie, language." He placed the picture inside his vest pocket and gave her a challenging look.
Nessa choose that moment to regain some form of conscientiousness. "Lizzie Bee Super Girl to the rescue."
At this Liz knew exactly what Red had inside vest. Red schooled he features at her shocked expression, cleared his throat. "I think I might just have that coffee now."
Passing Liz he whispered "So much better than your FBI outfit, Agent Lizzie Bee."
That was it, if he made it out of there without being impaled on some sharp object it would be a miracle. Liz excused herself and made for the kitchen when one way or another Red would part with the damn picture.