Author's Note:

Hi, this is my first fanfiction. I'm a Keenler and not a fan for what writers did on Ressler's character sometimes. I feel like they are reducing his role bit by bit. I'm sorry for TK fans, but I have not been really into his character since S01. And as the series progress, as a viewer I feel like his character being forced into my eyes and head. It just doesn't make sense to me, including the spin off. I don't think I will get used to see TK in the war room. So, after watching S03 finale, I just could not help my self. This story was meant to be one shot. However, if in the future I get other idea, I might just continue it. English is not my first language. So, all mistakes is mine. All review is welcome. Enjoy!

Betrayed

Donald Ressler was in his office. He glued in his chair, his hand under his chin. He was full of thoughts and disbeliefs. He heard someone open the door of the office. He knew exactly who just entered. He just did not have enough energy to look up or care. He felt suddenly very tired. Drained.

"Hi." She said.

Ressler was struggling to keep his emotion under control. He looked up eventually. He did not say anything. Just looking at her. She looked beautiful as usual. Her blue eyes showed a deep concern however. She seemed hesitant before speaking softly.

"Um... it's very late already. Are you not going home?"

He was trying to make sense of her. Of her standing before him, breathing, speaking, and alive. After the funeral, fake death, kidnapping, and all, he just felt betrayed and done.

"Why do you even care?" he could not suppress his anger. It just came out through a hoarse tone.

She seemed a bit surprised.

"Excuse me?" Her tone was raised a little.

"Well, you didn't seem to care about lying to your friends, who really care about your safety. And I must say it was a great lie or act of you.. and Tom. So, why should you now?" He knew the bitterness in his statement took an impact because her face looked strickened.

She folded her hands before responding. Her voice were shaking when she said, "Well, if you really cared about the reason why I did what I did, you would listen to my explanation just a few hours ago like others, instead of just walking away. But, you didn't. You just ignored me. You didn't want to know how I felt when ..."

She did not have a change to finish her sentences because he stood up abruptly, hands on his hips.

"Know how you feel? Is that all you care about?" He could not keep his voice low any longer. He laughed shortly, could not hide his sarcasm. "Look, Keen, the world doesn't revolve around you." He looked her eyes were glazing slowly. He felt his stomach drop. Then he shook his head, turned his back to take his suit and briefcase, prepared to leave immediately.

But she walked briskly to him, tried to get his attention.

"You don't know what life Red's world would bring to Agnes. I was really scared!"

He could not help himself when saying sternly, "I don't see any difference with Tom's world. But still you prefer to run with him immediately. I don't understand your logic here. Love must be very blind and dangerous for you." He walked pass her to the door but she held his forearm and made him automatically pulled it off. She seemed a little shock for a split second. So was he.

"I didn't see any other way, Ressler!" She almost yelled.

"There are always options, Liz!" He shouted now. "You could have talked to me..., us..., first. But you didn't. You chose to run away, like before. After every trouble we've been through together, you still can't trust us." Me, his inner voice said sadly.

Liz shook her head in disapproval. "It wasn't like that! Listen..."

"No! You listen!" His rage started controlling him. He bored into her eyes, held her hurtful gaze. "Have we ever crossed your mind when you chose deliberately to play with our emotion? Did you ever consider Cooper? Samar? Or hell...even Aram? They are really care about you!" Have you ever thinking about me at all? Have you ever imagine how I would feel to see you dead again. The sinking feeling of failure to keep my promise – to keep you safe... He was very close to tear. "We always try to keep you safe. Even Red really works. Hard. I was there when he mourned over you. But you..." He stopped, trying to catch his breath and continued boldly, "You just never trust us enough. Never! If I have known it would be such a drama, I would never mourn. So much time and energy to waste!"

Ressler cut his eyes from her the moment he saw tears flowing down her face silently. He felt the urgent for leaving right away. He strode over the hard floor of their shared-office and was at the doorstep when he heard she said weakly, "I am sorry if I hurt you... but if you ever had a child, you would understand..."

He stopped then. Right there. He closed her eyes. Feeling the wet of his eyelids. His hands were shaking. He kept it on the doorside. He did not turn back. Did not want to face her anymore.

"Actually, I lost my unborn child once when Audrey died." His voice cracked.

"What?"

"Just stop, Liz. Stop. I'm done." With you.

He walked away then. Ran. Faster than he had ever been.

End.