Three days passed since the moment Liz shared with Ressler. She couldn't stop thinking about it since. Ressler couldn't tell that she was in a daze most of the time because they were so damn busy this past week. So, It's just been all business between them for those three long and boring days.

Now was their day off and Liz had a bowl of Raison Bran cereal while she was watching the morning news. She soon got bored of sitting around and decided to go and get groceries she had been lacking on getting. 'Hmm, actually getting up and out of the house for something other than work for once.' She thought, huffing out a breath of air. She dumped her cereal bowl in the sink and went into her bathroom to get ready.

She grabbed her toothbrush and sat on the toilet brushing her teeth. When she was done, she got up, flushed the toilet, and washed her hands with her toothbrush still in her mouth. She grabbed the toothbrush and rinsed her mouth out, liking the feel of being fresh and minty. Then, took her bag of make-up and put minimal mascara and lip gloss on; rubbing her lips together so the gloss was equally spread across her lips. She grabbed a stray hair tie sitting on her bathroom counter and put her hair up into a high bobbing ponytail and stared at herself in the mirror, deciding if she should do anything else. 'Meh.'

She had her keys and was almost out the door when she looked down and saw she was still wearing her pajamas. She huffed a sigh, shrugged, and went out the door anyway. She figured she wasn't trying to impress anyone, so who cares if she was in her pjs or not?

She was in the dairy isle when she saw him. Her heart stopped for a split second. She tried to scramble the other way but it was already too late.

"Keen?" A familiar voice sounded behind her retreating figure. She shut her eyes tight and turned back with her cart in her hands.

"Hey…. Ressler,"

She saw his eyes travel up and down her body quickly, for her not to notice, even though she did, and he smiled. She blushed and her yes got a little wider as she cursed herself for making the decision to keep her pajamas on. He saw how flustered she was and tried to relieve her of the embarrassment she was feeling.

"No need to explain… It doesn't even look bad." And it's true, it didn't. No shoulder pads or anything like her work clothes. She looked innocent and comfortably beautiful.

She laughed lightly. "So, you're behind on getting groceries too, or...?"

"Actually…" He started to say something as he looked back. As if he was looking for something… or someone.

Then, as if on cue, a familiar blonde petite woman came up to Ressler and grabbed his arm. Liz scrunched her nose in the slightest, confused. Then she remembered, it was the female cop Ressler was talking to on the night they caught that awful blacklister…. The same night he had told Liz she looked perfect…

Liz raised her eyebrows and forced a smile. All her muscles tensed seeing this woman. Especially with Ressler.

"Who's this?" Liz asked Ressler with the forced smile still intact.

"My name's Kimberly, but you can call me Kimmy." The woman answered for Ressler as she reached out her small hand while her other hand was firmly grasping Ressler's arm. Liz took her small hand with her own and told the blonde woman her name.

"Nice to meet you, Liz." Kimmy said, and she snatched her hand back from Liz and locked it on Ressler's arm, just like the other; went on tip-toe and kissed him on the cheek. Liz bit her tongue and told herself to stop being jealous. But it's like this lady was trying to get her blood to boil.

Liz swallowed and said softly that it was about time for her to head home. All the while Ressler held a sad gaze upon Liz. While walking away, she fought back the tears that were threatening to make an appearance on her face.