Red didn't have to be a genius to see it; he even liked to think that before Katherine met Donald, he knew what was going to happen. He was an expert at reading people; knowing what they need before they even do. He knew one of two things were going to happen when those two met; either they would hit it off or they would try to kill each other, both were acceptable in his mind but he'd rather have the first.

Red also liked to think he was there for every first they had so far; first fight, first smile, first laugh but the truth was and he even had to admit it, they were woven together much tighter than he initially realized. The beginning of this was purely for his enjoyment in messing with the stalwart agent but he never imagined results such as this. Red watched the pair as they walked from the elevator to his office; noting with pleasure that Katherine strode confidently in front of Donald and Red could muse that the brooding agent was allowing her to lead him.

Meera was known for her no nonsense work attitude and generally didn't involve herself in the lives of her coworkers but she was hard pressed to ignore Ressler and Katherine's relationship; if you could call it that. Although they argued a lot, there was something that drew them back together; magnetism and the desire to be better than the other. Meera had to admit it was quite entertaining and cemented her intrigue when she pressed the folded 50 dollar bill into Keen's hand.

"I give it two months before they sleep together." Keen just smiled as she pocketed the crisp bill.

"You're an asshole!"

"You already called me that."

"Just reiterating it for you in case you forgot."

"It was 5 minutes ago before we got on the elevator."

"Clearly I don't hold your memory in high regard."

"Are you finished being pissed yet?"

"Are you done being an asshole?"

"Cleary not."

"You could just apologize."

"What are we three years old?" It's when she puts her hands on her hips and fixes him with "the look" that he wants to laugh. He's not sure when it happened but she's no longer annoying to him; he's started to enjoy their interactions and he's not sure that it bothers him that he looks for her in the mornings now.

"Why are you so stubborn?" She threw back at him and he had to let a small chuckle out at the face she pulled.

"I enjoy pissing you off."

"You're very good at it Donald." Ressler didn't miss the edge in her voice or the way his body reacted to her lips forming his name. His eyes were drawn to the still pink scar across her throat and he swallowed hard at the memory. Lifting his eyes to meet hers; he saw the fight die in them before she looked away. A soft knock on his door broke the tension and he strode out into the hallway; closing his office door behind himself. He briefly looked through the window and saw Katherine sit down at his desk before turning his attention back to Agent Keen.

"Red's got a new target; I don't think we'll need Katherine on this." Ressler nodded quickly before turning away and entering his office once again. He wasn't sure if the relief he felt was a good thing or a bad thing.

"You're free to go for now; the next target we shouldn't need your help on."

"Yeah fine; you know how to find me. After all you've got me chipped like a dog."

"I'll bring you a treat later." He didn't miss the face she pulled at him.

"You're an asshole."

"So you keep telling me."