She had exactly 30 seconds. 30 seconds left of being a profiler , an FBI agent.
Someone of the good ones.
Then she would be on the same level as Reddington.
Probably even on top of the list.
She would be, no she was a criminal.
And that was practically the only thong she knew about herself.
The rest was fake and a big more, not less.
Her life was a lie.
Her love was a lie.
She was a lie.
But actually she didn´t care. Not that much. Yes , she was shocked and hurt.
But the concequences of what she was about to do , well that felt more like being injected again,
with the substance , the stewmaker had used to make her more sensitive to pain.
She felt how it ripped her heart in thousands of pieces and brought her head to explode.
And again she could just how she lost the job she loved.
Watch how she was becoming the villain, the target of the next mission of the FBI.
Watch how she ruined she hurt the persons who trusted her.
She was about to run.
Elizabeth Keen knew that there was no going back, probably not even a coming back.
But it was the only way to save that little bit that was left of her innocence.
She would not go to prison, not take the blame for something she didn´t do.
But she had no chance against a person like Conolly.
Maybe she should have listened to Red.
Maybe she should have made other choices.
hated that much as she detested the word almost.
She had been almost happy.
She had almost forgot Tom.
She had been almost trusted by Ressler.
And she had been almost out of that damn door.
But then he stood in front of her.

´Don't do this, Keen. ´ he begged.
´Ressler´ she said out of breath.
The whole situation was kinda ironic.
It remembered her of the Mako Tanida case over a year ago.
Ressler was about to shoot his best friend and she had said: ´Ressler, no`
Liz knew that it would bring him to prison and she knew he couldn´t
live with himself afterwards if he would kill Jonica.
She let out a small breath.
What was he doing now .Carefully she watched his he try to attack her?
No. Ressler ...he looked hurt in some ways.
´I-I have to … in about 20 seconds, that camera's gonna turn back on. ` she said desperatly
`Liz...´ his voice trailed shoulders fell down
And somehow she knew it was him who she would miss the most.
His smile that appeared on his face in rare occasions.
She would miss him telling her what do to, when she didn´t know what the next step would be.
She would miss their quiet talks, hell even their arguments that weren´t that quiet.
She would miss his bravery and strength, making her feel safe.
She would miss that she could always come to him -if she wouldn´t be that stubborn.
Goddamn it , she would miss HIM. She would miss him so much.
Almost he had convinced her and almost she didn´t made her next mistake.
It wasn´t didn´t know why she did it.
But it would make things a thousand times more complicated.
One the other hand she was never one listening to her mind. So she made her next mistake.
13 seconds left.
She closed the distance in a second by grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer to her.
So near she could hear his heart was it hers?
The kiss was fast and rushed.
The only and probably last time she could express what she deeply felt
was now.
In the moment their bodies collided, the time stopped for a moment.
Everything she could hear were their fast beating hearts.
It took everything in her not to go further, when he didn´t pull away.
His hands grabbed her so tight like he planned to never let her go.
Suddenly he stopped, pushed her nearer to the wall and whispered quietly:
´Run`
A tear was about to escape her eyes but then she was already pushed trough the door
and she could hear Ressler´s muffled words because the door was already closed
´We...just...missed...her.
Got her burner. ´