Challenging Fate

AN:

Hello, as the username suggests, I am The Sadistic Fangirl. This is my first ever fanfic. AAAAHHHHHH! I'm super excited yet scared. I lead an extremely busy life but I had a fantastic idea in my head I really wanted to share it with everyone, so here we are. Keensler is amazing. And Red is pure perfection!

Please do leave a comment if you find the time and constructive criticism is the love of my life, so your feedback will be extremely valuable to me. Now I do plan to update twice every week but life hates me so I'm not too sure whether it'll be possible, but I do promise to update once every week. Also my chapters will not be very long, maybe 400 to 600 hundred words.

Also this is my first fanfic and typos will indefinitely occur, please do excuse. Enough nonsense, no? Lets start!

~TSF

Disclaimer: Do you honestly think so? I'm flattered!

Summary: What if Lizzie's past is different? What if Red is Lizzie's biological father and she realizes it, when she goes back in the past? What is Ressler realizes he is in love with Lizzie? What if Tom decides to break his promise to Red and comes back to Lizzie, to tell her that she is in danger? PS this is based right after the Luther Braxton Conclusion episode with a few modifications in Lizzie's past, as evident.

That night Lizzie realized why she was so important to Raymond Reddington, why he had surrendered to the FBI. It all made sense now. There were two simple reasons to it. She was Red's daughter and she had The Fulcrum, but she couldn't figure out which was the more important reason. She kept telling herself that it was because of The Fulcrum but a small voice in her head also told her that he cared for her and he was here to keep her, his daughter, safe. Life was taking hell of a spin and she had no idea how to catch up. She was alone, at her motel room and wanted to be with someone and there was only one person she could think of going to. She fixed her appearance a little, picked up her bag and keys and left the room.

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Red entered his hotel room and the first thing he did was pour himself some neat whiskey. She knew, she actually knew! He had no idea what to do or say to her. Red was no fool, he knew Lizzie cared for him, she may hate to accept it but he knew anyway. And he would be lying if he said it didn't make him extremely happy. She also had The Fulcrum which meant danger. He had to take it from her, not only to keep her safe but also himself.

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Tired didn't even begin to cover Ressler's physical and mental state. He had almost died today, lost Navabi and, worst of all, seen what had happened to Keen. To think that Reddington would be her father! She looked so defeated and tired and vulnerable. He had wanted nothing more but to cradle her in his arms tell her it was gonna be okay despite how hard it felt at the moment, but he knew he couldn't do that. He knew that a day like this required the company of a cold beer and he grabbed just that from his fridge. He settled in his couch and turned the TV to catch up on some news. Just as he was get comfortable, the bell rang. With a groan he got up and headed for the door. He opened the door only to find Keen standing there, looking the same way which had wanted him to cradle her and keep her away from the dark and scary world. Keen looked up at Ressler and smiled softly.

"Hi" she said. "Hey" was his response.

"Can I come in?"

"Oh of course, come in" He moved away to let her in.

She walked in and was immediately hit by his scent. She smiled to herself. The apartment was sparingly furnished and it seemed just like Ressler. He was in sweat pants and a t-shirt, instead of his usual suit.

"Care for a beer?" He asked.

"Thanks, but I'm good"

"So what's up?" He asked sitting on the couch and motioning her to sit next to him. She did as asked.

"I can't believe it, all those years I wondered who was my father and now I know and for some reason I'm happy. I don't know Ress but I'm sort of happy Red is my father. Unbelievable, isn't is? One FBI's most wanted man is my father, a hideous, serial killer is my father and I am okay with that, infact happy. I don't know what's happening to me! Today when I came to know that he was arrested, I panicked! I care about him and it's hilarious cause I'm supposed to use him as a source and manipulate him because of his affection towards me but here I am, happy that he is safe and okay and that he is my father!" She put her face in her hands and sighed.

Ressler wasn't sure about what he should say to her cause it was, definitely, odd that she cared so much about Red. So instead he decided to rub her back. Gently he ran a hand along her back.

"It's alright to be a little confused Keen, things have been a little complicated. But I think you'll pull through it just fine and I'll be here every step of it."

She peeked at him through her fingers and mumbled a 'Thank You' before attacking him with a hug. It came as surprise to Ressler but after a few seconds he hugged her back. Lizzie really did like Ressler's scent, it made her feel safer and so she just snuggled closer to him. After holding her longer than socially acceptable, Ressler pulled away and asked her if she'd like something to eat mad she gave an eager nod followed by a grumble from her stomach. She turned red and Ressler went to the kitchen, chuckling to himself.

He made both of them a simple, cheese sandwich. They both ate in silence, lost in their own thoughts yet enjoying each other's company. Ressler offered to clear the plates and Keen sat on the couch to watch some TV. When Ressler came he found Keen asleep with the TV on.

No too sure about what to do, he switched the TV and stared at sleeping form. He made up his mind and swiftly lifted Keen and carried her to the bedroom. Gently, he laid her down on the bed. He tucked her in and was about to leave when he had an urge. He brushed a strand of hair away from her face, leaned down and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Sleep tight, Elizabeth" he whispered and smiled down at her. She looked beautiful, he thought, with the moonlight falling on her face. He snapped out of his trance and hurriedly left the room whiling cursing himself and chanting 'what the hell do you think you were doing you idiot?'.

When he came out to the living room he found his phone ringing. He immediately answered it.

"Ressler" he replied

"Agent Ressler I'm not sure if you recognise my voice but if you do please don't cut the phone" the voice came. Ressler immediately knew who it was, it was Tom Keen.

"What the hell do you want?" Ressler spoke through gritted teeth.

"Is Liz with you?" Tom asked.

"Does it matter?"

"Yes, you see if she is with you, keep her with you but if she isn't, then you have to find her and keep her safe. Agent Ressler, Liz is in extreme danger, do not trust anyone!" And with that Tom hung up.

Ressler was staring at his phone's screen, not sure what to think of that call, but he did know one thing, he was going to keep Elizabeth Keen safe.

AN:

Tada! First chapter done :D Please do leave a review if you find the time. Thank you for reading. Peace.

~TSF