The Blacklister's Secret

11: Emma Segreto

"Hey." He nods.

"Thanks, for waiting." Emma says, stepping lightly out of her car.

"Yeah, of course." He answers, grinning. Aram offers her a coffee, which she takes.

"You ready to do this?" He asks. "You ready to uh, to yeah, do this?"

"It's just like ripping off a bandaid, right?" She asks, arching her eyebrows as she walks towards the building.

"Right." Aram nods, walking after her.

"Hey, look who's back." One of the security guards grins, greeting Emma.

"Hey Torres." She nods.

"How you doing kid?" He asks, waving her through security.

"Oh I'm doing." She answers, nodding as she sips at her coffee.

The pair step into the bright yellow lift and Emma closes her eyes as the doors close.

"You ok?" Aram asks.

Emma nods, sighing.

He offers her a smile as they come to a screeching stop.

"Here we go." He says.

Emma glances at him as the doors open.

"Aram, there you are, I was wondering-" Elizabeth Keen freezes.

"Emma, oh my god! You're back!"

"Hey." The girl nods.

"Damn, you look like a bad ass." Keen says, grinning.

Emma just shakes her head as the woman embraces her.

Meera simply watches as the woman walks to her desk.

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"Reddington." Donald barks.

Emma turns her monitor and stares him down.

"It's good to see you."

She stares at him for a moment, and then pushes her monitor back into position.

Aram arches an eyebrow and glances between the two.

"Really? You guys are still gonna play this game?" He asks Emma, who shrugs.

"I guess so."

All is well and good until a crew of white shirts comes strolling in.

Emma looks up at Ressler, who's already looking at her. 

"You ok?" Aram asks, elbowing her.

"Hm?" She asks, "oh yeah, I'm fine."

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"Ressler." Cooper nods.

Again he and Emma share a look as he pushes himself up out of the chair and grabs his cane.

Aram takes a hold of Emma's hand beneath the table as she watches Donald struggle up the stairs to the interrogation booth.

"Hey, you're going to be fine." Aram says to her.

She nods, swallowing, and turns back to her desk, her hands shaking as she attempts to keep working.

But she keeps glancing up.

Aram continues to try and distract her, but to no avail. The door opens, and she jumps, her face turning white with dread as Donald Ressler emerges.

"Emma." Cooper calls her.

Aram helps her up from her desk, and she makes her way to the bottom of the stairs, where Ressler grabs her arm.