Summary - AU With Tom being out of the picture, Ressler and Keen having already expressed whatever feeling for each other decide to act on it. Liz's safety is threaten by her past and Ressler takes it upon herself to keep her safe.
Disclaimer - The character's mentioned don't belong to me. They are the sole property of the producers, writers etc of the blacklist. I would only take claim the ideas as my own.
A/N - I am a huge fan of the blacklist and this is my first attempt at writing fan fiction for any show. I am new to all this so please excuse me if i made some major/minor errors. Your reviews would be much appreciated.
Chapter 1 – Moving On.
Normally at this hour in the morning, Elizabeth would already be awake, ready and on her way to work. Since the whole issue with Tom she just never gave herself a break on anything. First to get to work, last to leave. Something she beat Agent Donald Ressler at. But this – this wasn't anything close to normal. It was bizarre beyond belief. That same agent Donald Ressler was lying next to her, sleeping peacefully, as though he had no intentions of leaving for work. This was a man; she had never expected to open up to, in fact she never expected him to open up to her. He was always there from the very beginning, looking out for her, but she interpreted it as duty. She had no idea – he cared.
She lied there next to him. Taking in his features in the bit of sunlight that was coming into the room through the windows. His ginger hair all messed up, no evidence of hair gel and a comb ever touching its surface. His face was so relaxed his entire body was relaxed. No sign of the ridged farce he put on at work. This was the real deal. Her eyes ventured further down to where the covers were at his hips. She saw scars and bullet wounds on his abdominal region, but that didn't take away from his beautiful sight of his body. She didn't dare venture under the covers that would've waked him up. But her eyes stayed there for a while.
"You know I could tell when someone's watching me," said a now awakened Ressler. She looked up to him, and that's when she saw it. A smile. A genuine smile. She couldn't help but return the favor. He pulled her closer to him and held her like he wouldn't let go and then and there he planted a kiss on her lips. And before you know it they were at it again.
Elizabeth got ready to go to work, and allowed Ressler to shower and get ready. Even though they tried keeping the relationship a secret, Donald still had a Quarter of his cupboard at her place. That way it was easier to go to work when he slept over at her place. While she was downstairs making coffee for both of them, the doorbell rang. She walked to the door looked out the side window, only to see Raymond Reddington standing on her doorsteps. With Reddington everything's important. You can't not answer the door the same way you can't not take one of his cases. She opened up the door.
"Good Morning, Sweet child'o mine," said Reddington, "don't you just love Axl Rose. I was fortunate enough to meet him in Cabo, under the most unfortunate of events" and he walked straight into her home without waiting for the invite.
"What are you doing here, Red, I'm sure you have better things to do," remarked Elizabeth. She wanted to rush him out of the house before Ressler got downstairs.
"I was in the area and I thought I'll stop by and offer you a…"
"Hey, Liz did you see where my tie is? " shouted Ressler as he started to walk down the stairs and into the drawing room where she and Red were standing, "…I cant seem to…what are you doing here?" he asked. The relaxed Ressler retreated to his hard ridged self.
"I should ask you the same thing Donald?" answered Red, with that sarcastic smirk he always does.
The level of awkwardness was just increasing as seconds passed by until Reddington finally said, " Well this is awkward. I will see you both at the office then. Ciao." He started to proceed to the door when he turned around and hinted, "And Donald, your tie's hanging on the armrest of the couch."