"Our story is written in red. But at least we lived to write it." "We wrote it from fragments of memory, things no one should have to remember. Beautiful things, too. We wrote it all down." WinterWidow fic, no smut. Told from the perspectives of Natasha and Bucky.

Ressler and Keen are on a mission with Reddington and Dembe two hours from Washington DC, up in the mountains. The odds become stacked against them as their situation worsens as a rain storm bears down on them, threatening their very lives! And yes, it's unashamedly Keenler, with lots of Ressler pain and suffering - because he looks so darned good suffering! :-)