A/N: This is my very first Blacklist fanfic! So I hope you enjoy. Please like/follow and comment!

It was a regular day in the office. Liz glanced over at Ressler who was reading a file. Liz put down her file and looked at Ressler leaning on the desk with her elbows. "I got a Wedding invitation." She said. Ressler raised an eyebrow, but didn't look at Liz, just continued reading the file. "Who's wedding?" He asked,

"My Best friend Delilah, from college." Ressler put down the file. "And?" He turned his chair towards her. Liz read the card again. "It says I can bring a Plus one." She said, while reading more on the card.

"That's great, Aram needed to get out anyway!" Donald sarcastically said, while laughing. Liz looked at him. And picked up the file he was reading, and hit him with it in the arm.

"I meant you." She exclaimed with a grin. Ressler gave her a smirk. "What about work?" Donald asked the Agent. She pointed towards Director Harold Coopers office. "I asked him, he said I can have a week off. And if I'm needed they will contact me, I'll come back right away." Liz said. "And I kinda put you down on my Plus One list already. Everyone is excited to meet you." She said,

Ressler looked at her, with wide eyes. And got up from his seat. "Why would you do that?!" Donald asked a little angry, but couldn't be that angry at her. Especially with that beautiful smile, and those gorgeous eyes. Ressler couldn't believe what he was thinking, he snapped out of it. And looked at Keen.

"When is the wedding? " He asked, and folded his arms together. "In two days," She replied to Ressler. The ginger haired Agent put his hands on his hips, thought. "Okay, But I need to tell Coope-"

"Already did! " Keen said with a smile. "All you got to do is, get packed." She said, with a small smile. Donald thought for a moment. "Fine, I'll go." He said. "Yes!" Liz shouted excitedly.

"Shh! What are you trying to embarrass yourself!" Ressler laughed. Lizzie grabbed the card,

Elizabeth and Ressler sat on the 10am flight from New York, to Paris. Ressler took the seat next to the window, he knew she likes to get out onto the aisle without a problem. Liz took the seat next to him.

He looked at Liz. She seemed a little bit nervous, something was wrong. "Hey, Liz what's wrong?" Donald asked her with concern in his voice. Liz looked at him. "Well your going to think this is stupid." She said. Ressler raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah, shoot?" He said, and hoped Redington wasn't hurting her again.

"Well, I kind of. Told them... " She mumbled, and pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Told who? What?" Ressler said, getting very worried now. "I told some of my College friends that are going to the Wedding. That you and me are a couple?" She finally said. Ressler felt very embarrassed, and angry.

"Why!? " He asked, in a angry tone. Elizabeth sighed. And told him straight forward.

"Well I told them me and Tom had a divorce, and I was embarrassed about that. So then they asked why wasn't I dating again.I told them I was upset, but they kept pushing my buttons. So I said I am in a relationship with a really nice guy. Who happens to be you." She said, and felt guilty for not telling him earlier.

"When we're you planning on telling me this?" Donald said, and put his elbows on his knees. Brushing back his hair with his hand, in frustration.

She bit her bottom lip. "And the minute the wedding is over, I'll concoct some breakup story," She promised. "Or, you know a week or so later. But we will break up!"

He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. She could tell he was reluctant, and how could blame him! She's done the most girl things you can do. But he knew her, and respected her, and she was banking pretty heavily on that one.

"Please Ressler, I don't ask you for a lot, but I'm asking you this. I can't go to that wedding alone. "

She knew if she went alone they'd figure out she had been lying, and she'd be the pathetic girl who made up a fake boyfriend. It would be really embarrassing.

Ressler heard all of the story. And thought. She doesn't really ask me for anything. "Fine, but after this you owe me Keen." He said, and leaned his head back on the chair

The plane landed at the right time and the pair took a cab to the hotel where Liz had booked their reservation. The reception was being held there, and the bride and groom had gotten a block of rooms for the guest, luckily Elizabeth snagged one of the last room available.

One of the windows opened up, Elizabeth and Donald walked over. And checked out their information, collected their key, and headed off to their room. Their room was door 506 and sure enough the key worked. Lizzie dragged her suitcase, spotted something wrong about the room right away.

Only one bed.

"What? " Ressler asked, peering over her shoulder. "Oh," He placed his suitcases on the floor. "I specifically asked for two beds." Lizzie exclaimed, while closing the door.

"Okay, well I'm getting the bed." Ressler said. Liz didn't like that plan. "I don't want to sleep on the floor, there are probably bugs!" Liz whined,

"Liz have you seen this place! There's no bugs." He said while opening his suit case.

"How do you know? What if they're hiding?" Liz whined. She didn't like the idea of bugs crawling on her in the middle of the night. "Okay, we can both share the bed? Is that fine with you?"

"You won't here a complaint from me! " Liz said, holding her hands up. "You think you can keep your hands off me for the night?" Ressler teased, stepping past her to hang up his tuxedo.

Liz was super excited about the wedding, she thought she couldn't sleep. But the ceremony was at One. So she better get freshened up for tomorrow. "I'm going to go get dressed." Liz said grabbed her stuff, she walked to the bathroom and stepped inside.

As she closed the door she caught Donald pulling his shirt over his head. Her eyes traveled down, looking at his muscular body.

She stepped back suddenly, and closed the door with a loud clap. And turned to the mirror. Noticing that her cheeks were flush red. She leaned forward, and splashed water on her face. It was going to be hard to remember that Ressler, was supposed to be her boyfriend.

"This is going to be a long day... " Lizzie murmured