Disclaimer: I do not own The Blacklist nor any characters associated with it. I do however own any characters that I make up throughout this FanFiction, and also the storyline. I will also like to add that being a school student means I may be unable to write this story for long periods of time. I will however always get back to writing this FanFiction, even if it's been many months! Also, feel free to add to my FanFiction: If you feel that there could be another way this FanFiction could go then you may write your own version of it – just please make sure to reference me AND PM me the link to your version, I would love to read it!
Donald woke up with his hands wrapped around Lizzie's belly and her head rested just under his chin. He placed kisses down her neck as an attempt to wake her up, which resulted in her pushing herself up and kissing him in the mouth. Donald battled for dominance rolling on top of Liz and pushing his leg between hers, teasing her, feeling the room getting hotter and hotter. They moment was interrupted when both their phones went off simultaneously. Ressler cursed under his breath and waited for Liz to answer, not wanting to make the person on the other line suspicious by answering his call at the same time.
"Yes, I'll be there in five… What? Uh huh…" She didn't bother saying goodbye.
"That was Red. He's got information on another Blacklister. I have to go meet him. Dembe's outside waiting for me." She filled him in as she got dressed.