Kinda upset about the Blacklist finale. It was good, overall, I mean, Ressler is the Director! I guess I'm just a bit mad over the Tom/Liz scene… Anyways, Let me know what you think of this chapter! It would mean a lot. Special thanks to my awesome beta, theblacklister23!

The air from my lungs left with the wind, and I heard the thud of my gun as it dropped to the ground. My whole being began to feel like liquid. I felt that if I stood any longer, I would surely faint. I slid down to my knees as I stared at him. His eyes were on me, huge in alarm as he ran in my direction.

It felt like this was a dream. It had to be a dream, right?

"Liz?" He said in excitement when he got over to me. His voice! It made my heart pitter patter in the best way imaginable. It was like a magic spell. Maybe it was because I haven't heard anyone else's voice but my own in a while. I reached out and grabbed him, to make sure this was one hundred percent real. When my small hand felt the warmth of his skin, I couldn't keep the tears in anymore. I broke down in front of him, and he held me to his chest like he did so many years ago. 'How I've missed this man.'

"Ressler." I finally breathed out and he snuggles me in closer in response.

"Res you have no idea how much I've missed you."

"Liz I thought you were dead… My God I missed you." He put his hand in my hair in an attempt to soothe me, I'm sure. It didn't work, I was so emotional from this reunion I couldn't think of anything but happiness and relief… I couldn't think of anything but his warm touch and how it made me feel so safe.

So we just sat there with our arms shielded around each other in the soft grass and rough rocks. I couldn't bring myself to stop crying. It was tears of mixed emotions. Loneliness, sadness, happiness and new found hope.

When I thought of hope, I had a question I had been wanting the answer to for a long time.

"Are there others? Are… Our co-workers… Um.. Are they alive?" I swallowed in anticipation as the trail of tears kept coming.

"Red, Dembe, Cooper, Meera, Aram, Samar, and others are at camp." He said while wiping the tears off my face with his rough thumbs. My heart lifted up and I felt even more happy if that could even be possible. Of course Red would be alive! I had to stop myself from happy dancing.

"You have to come back to camp with me, Liz." He pleaded.

"As if I would say no to that!" I chuckled as I got up, wiped the stray tears away, and held out my hand to him. He took it and even after I helped him up, we both didn't attempt to let go.

When I went back through the window, he was confused to say the least but followed me in anyway.

"So, how long have you been living here?" He asked as he looked around the room.

"For little over a year." I said as i got the medium sized hand bag and started stuffing the things I needed in it.

"I've been so alone, Ressler." I said as I lifted the CD player and CDs up so he could see. "This was my only way to stay sane… After I lost you, my father, and when Tom left… I almost went crazy. Tom and I.. We didn't depart in the best of terms. When we were together, we wouldn't even talk to each other…" I blurted out while stuffing the cd stuff in my bag.

I looked into his eyes and could instantly tell he was keeping something from me. He stood there utterly silent.

"You do remember I was a profiler before all this, right?" I said as I gave him a smile. He pretended to be confused about why I had brought that up, so I just kept talking.

"You're hiding something from me."

"No I'm not." He retorted while straightening himself up more.

"Res, just because I haven't seen you for three years doesn't mean I don't remember who you are and how you act. I know you like the back of my hand." I shook my head. I say it because it's true, he is my closest friend.

"Let's just get going, alright?" He sighed in exasperation.

"Fine. But I will get to the bottom of it." I said while nudging his arm with my elbow softly. And the next thing you know, I was wrapped up in his sweet embrace again. I don't think we could help ourselves, maybe it's because I still couldn't believe he was here with me, alive. I rested my head in the crook of his neck as he stroked my hair. We didn't say anything, and we didn't have to. After a few minutes of that, we let go. I finished packing, and I looked around the house that used to keep me shielded from the outside. I was sort of sad that I had to leave it, but now that I had Res, I didn't care where I was. As long as I was by his side. My mind wandered as I thought of all the things that could happen next. He ripped me out of thoughts as I felt the warmth of his hand on my shoulder as he started to say something.

"You good?"

"Yeah… Ready?" I looked up at him.

"Only when you are." He gave me his signature half smile.

I started walking to the window, taking a last look around my room, and hopped out. I heard Ressler quickly follow.

"So, why did you all the sudden come over here? I've never seen you around here before…. Obviously." I said as I smiled at how dumb I sounded.

"Mmmmm… This is probably the fifth time I've been around here in the past year, actually."

"What! I've been here a whole year and haven't even known that you could be right outside my door? Why didn't you ever look inside the house? At least to see if there could be any supplies you needed?"

"Trust me, Liz, we have plenty of supplies." He chuckled.

"I would've still checked it out." I said as I looped my arm around his.

"So why do you come over here?" I added.

"For the blueberries over there." He nodded in the direction I found him at. Is he being serious?

"Wow, I didn't even know blueberries grew over here.. But why would you come all the way out here for… for blueberries?" I said laughing.

"I can't find them anywhere else and they're my favorite. Gee, Liz, I thought you knew me." He chuckled. " oh and I'm guessing you don't leave that house too often?"

"Hell no! Why would I? I had everything I needed in there, no way I would go outside with roamers for no good reason."

"You got a point." He answered.

"Course I do." I said while scooting a half inch closer to him while walking. I was enjoying the warm sun beating down on us, and the comfortable conversation we were having between each other. I sighed, content.

"So, how long of a walk till we get to your side of the camp?" I blurted.

"Far enough, but I have a horse."

"Out of all the things I never expected you to do, including picking berries, riding a horse has to be on the list."

"Beats walking." He said plainly while shrugging.

"Yeah, guess so."

Then he let out a sharp whistle and I heard the sound of galloping and soon enough a brown Clydesdale horse with a silky black mane came out from the shrubs.

"Wait, does the horse know to stay away from roamers?" I said curiously.

"Yeah, the poor thing has had its fair share of seeing his mates go down for dinner. Pretty sure he knows he doesn't want to go out that way."

I frowned and let go of his arm so he could climb onto the horses back. He held his hand out to me to help me up with him and to be honest I was a bit scared.

"Res, I've never ridden a horse before…"

"Just hold on, Liz. You'll be fine."

"Hold on to what?"

"Me, Keen." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh, uh.. Yeah ok." I said as I wrapped my arms around his torso. "Oh and by the way, it's just Liz from now on." I pressed myself closer to his back.

"Hold tight." He said while doing some sort of weird sound that made the horse start running.

"Holy shit, Res." I said while looking around, I seriously felt like I was about to fall off this thing.

"Come on, don't tell me you're scared of riding a horse while you were almost killed numerous times in the FBI." He laughed.

"Oh, shut up."

The steady beat of the horses hooves as it ran along the green lush grass made me feel alive. More alive than I've felt in some time. There were no roamers in sight, it was early morning, and the air was cool and crisp.