In Pieces

Authors Note: Hi guys! This is my first time publishing a fanfic, I hope you all like it! I am an aspiring writer, and I hope to publish stories of my own someday, so please give me some feedback :) I'm a huge fan of the Blacklist and Keenler, and since there hasn't been much going on between them at all in the Blacklist as of late, I thought I'd write a fanfic to help ease the pain of not seeing some more between these two! As I mentioned, it is my first fanfic, so please ignore any spelling mistakes and/or errors. Thanks so much for reading you guys, enjoy! Also PS: there will be more chapters coming, so stay tuned!

Elizabeth Keen hadn't wanted to believe Raymond Reddington when he told her that Tom Keen, her late husband, was a criminal. A fake. A liar. A traitor. She had wanted to believe that he was the kind, sweet husband she'd always known, the person that she'd first fell in love with. But now, standing in the interrogation room at the Post Office, Cooper at one side, Tom bound against a chair across from her, she couldn't stop the horror turning her blood to ice, the dread and inescapable tide of hurt and betrayal as she heard him confess and confirm everything that Reddington had said.

"Yes, Liz. I am a criminal. I'm not who you think I am, or who I led you to believe I was, but I promise you, I'm still the same me." Liz stumbled backwards, starting to feel light headed.

"No," she gasped, tears quickly pooling in her eyes.

"No, it can't be true! I… I don't…" She stumbled, holding onto Cooper before she could pass out. He held onto her arm, gripping her firmly, holding her upright.

"Are you alright, Keen?" He said. Hot tears streamed down Liz's face, and she shook her head, barely able to breathe.

"I can't… I can't believe this… I don't want to believe this!" She yelled, and Cooper looked at Tom before putting a hand on a very distressed Liz's back.

"Agent Keen's had enough for today. You stay put while I escort her back to the observing platform." Without waiting for a response, Cooper ushered Liz out of the room, leading her up to the observing room and opening the door. Donald Ressler turned, his slicked blond hair catching the light, as he took in Cooper with Liz at the now open door. His eyes widened, then softened as he saw the clearly broken Liz. Cooper gave him a pointed look, nodding his head down at her, before gently letting go of Liz and stepping outside.

"I have to return to Tom. Agent Ressler, help Keen." With that, Cooper shut the door, his footsteps echoing back down the hallway to the interrogation room. Liz's lower lip wobbled, and she choked back a sob as she clamped a hand over her mouth, knees giving way now that she no longer had Cooper's aid. Ressler's eyes widened, and he rushed over to Liz, catching her in his arms just before she fell to the ground. Liz held onto him for dear life, her eyes swimming with tears, glistening tracks running down her cheeks.

"Ressler," she whispered, breaking down into a sob. Ressler pulled her into his chest, wrapping his arms warmly around her. Liz cried into his chest, her hands gripping the dark grey suit fabric of the suit jacket he was wearing. Ressler rubbed her back, whispering soothing words into her ear.

"It's ok, Keen. It's ok. You're with me." Liz kept on crying, burying her head further into Ressler's chest. If she was being honest, she felt slightly awkward here in Ressler's arms; they'd never really hugged or anything, except after what happened with the Stewmaker, but there was nowhere that she had ever felt safer either, even with Tom. Ressler had a certain warmth, a certain protecting aura, that made her feel as though even if the world was coming to an end, she'd still be safe as long as he kept holding her like this. She closed her eyes, her crying quieting, as she just let herself be comforted by Ressler, her breaths now hitching and hiccuping. She almost protested when he eventually let go a little bit, looking down at her.

"Are you alright Keen?" He asked softly. Liz looked away.

"Not really. I just… I just can't believe what happened." Ressler slowly stepped away, allowing her to wipe away her tears.

"I… I heard what he said. That damn bastard. I can't believe he'd do something like that to you. He has no right to call himself a man," Ressler growled. Liz smiled, sniffling.

"Thanks, Ressler. At least I have you," she said, lightly punching him on the shoulder. Ressler gave her a little half smile, something that he did rarely, if ever. It always made Liz cheer up, knowing that she'd been the cause of his smile. She heard footsteps coming back up the hallway, and when the door opened, Cooper and Tom walking through, Liz felt horror and pain lance her heart again. She unconsciously stepped closer to Ressler.

"You're going to divorce me, aren't you?" Tom said as Cooper wrestled him toward the holding cells.

"You are, aren't you, Liz?" Liz felt her breath catch in her throat before she turned to Cooper.
"Yes, I am. How long will it take to finalize the divorce?" Cooper shook his head in a display of unsureness.

"I'm not sure, I'd have to check with a lawyer. But as soon as I have it finalized, Ill let you know." Liz nodded as they left the room, fresh tears brimming in her eyes. Ressler came to her side again, and she turned and fell into his aid again, sobbing for what seemed like the thousandth time that day.