6 months later, and they were the star couple of the task-force. They were only able to hide it from Cooper for 1 month, and after a very awkward conversation with the director of the taskforce they were able to settle to a good way to balance professional and personal lives.

There was no doubt there were good partners together, and in these 6 months they were able to solve more than 12 of Red's blacklisters. The bureau was very pleased with their service, so it was only fair to let them be a couple in peace.

And they did, until they sent Ressler to a undercover mission that took 2 weeks. 2 whole weeks of him infiltrated in a deep cover operation, so they couldn't even talk on the phone. His contact with the agency was through signs and coded messages on a dumpster, there was no room for love letters. For two weeks, he was away. And she had a hint of what he must have suffered while she was on the run. it felt horrible.

He had just sent a message checking in on the start of a third monday when she entered the war room, and they all looked at her. For a moment, her whole body froze interpreting the looks as something bad, but Aram rushed to relieve her "Oh, don't worry, he just checked in. It's just that he thinks it may take longer than we thought. there's a shipment coming in, but it will take two more weeks."

She sighed deeply, both of relief and disappointment, as she thanked Aram and went to their room. It was a dark cold room now, and his desk empty brought tears to her eyes. She wanted so much to think straight, to be professional and understand that it would soon be over, but she couldn't help thinking he might get discovered, and killed. killed. oh my god. she started sobbing for no reason, and the more she tried to stop crying, the more she cried. Samar entered the room and she wiped her face, desperate, trying to stop.

"Liz, we have to... Oh, dear. what's wrong?" Her friend held her as she leaned against the desk, making a lot of effort not to crumble on the floor. she was panting, scared, and also trying to control herself.

"Oh, God, Samar, I'm sorry, I... I don't know..."

"He'll be okay, Liz"

"I know.. I K..know!It's just... Oh..." Samar put her arms around Liz, trying to comfort her as she cried over her shoulder. A few minutes later she was able to control herself, and quieted down.

"This is exactly what Cooper made us promise wouldn't happen." she shared with Samar and Aram, who had brought her a glass of water. I don't know what came to me. I got so scared."

"It was a panic attack, Liz" Aram said, really sure of himself that he surprised Liz. "I have them too, sometimes." and he glanced towards Samar, who responded the look with a faint smile. Liz smirked, pensive, and then it clicked.

"Oh my god!" she jumped, and then pointed. "you... you two?" she whispered, looking around to see if someone was paying attention to them.

"Shh" Samar said, and slapped Aram's hand lightly. He replied by giving her hand a little squeeze. Liz was still baffled, covering her open mouth with both her hands. "How could we never see it?"

"Well, it isn't too difficult to see, if we depended on this one" Samar pointed to Aram, "but I'm good at keeping secrets, so even with his obvious signs, no one would believe something was going on. people say he has an infatuation for me. No harm there."

"Well, thank you for calling me incompetent."

"You are, sweetie, just face it"

Liz was smiling, impressed by the lovely exchange in front of her. In times of difficulties in her love life, it felt good to see someone she cared about happy in theirs.

She was interrupted by her phone buzzing in her pocket. she took it out and saw the inscription on the screen "Nick's pizza". Her friends looked at her, puzzled too. What could he want now?

"Hello?"

"Lizzie! are you alone?"

"Not really, no." she looked at Aram and Samar, who were paying attention.

"I need you to come down here, sweetie. Don't alert anyone, it's not FBI business. It anyone asks, tell them I asked for your help with the furniture for my new house."

She opened her mouth to reply, but it was already too late as he immediately hung up.

"He needs me to... uh... help him with his new house." she said, using the ridiculous lie he told her to tell. Obviously, Samar and Aram didn't buy it.

"Does it have anything to do with Hawkes?" asked Samar "about Ressler?"

Liz looked at her, concerned now. Why would he call her, saying it's not official business, if it were about Ressler? "I don't know, but I'll figure it out" she took her coat and purse from the desk and left.

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She entered Red's new house and was impressed by the grandiosity of the construction. It wasn't a big house, but it was big enough for Red and his ego. And also Dembe. It had a porch on the back yard, and Red was sitting there on a rocking chair, smoking a cigarette and enjoying the sun.

"Lizzie! so glad you came. please, sit, sit. Jonah, please bring refreshments to my Lizzie, will ya?" he said to a young man dressed as a butler, and she imagined she would be seeing a lot more of Jonah in the future. She rolled her eyes.

"a butler, Red, really?"

"there are some priviledges in life you just accept, my dear. Thank you, Jonah" he thanked as the man put a glass with Lizzie's favourite drink, pink lemonade, on the table in front of her. "you can go now, my dear". and the man excused himself with an exagerated bow.

"Jonah is from Syria, I helped him and his family escape and he just begged to serve me in anyway. I just figured that with the new house I would need someone, so I gave him the job. I pay him a good wage, just so you know."

She smiled behind her glass as she drank it. "Why did you call me here, Red, if it's not official business? Is it Ressler? Did something happen to him?" she was sitting on the edge of the sit, nervous, and he put his hand on her arm to calm her down.

"Absolutely not, dear. On the contrary, I called you here to tell you that you can expect Agent Ressler to return at any moment now."

"But he said it would take about 2 more weeks!" she squealed, surprised. Red had a smirk on his lips, indicating that something wicked was going on. "What?"

"Unfortunately Agent Ressler had to bend the law a little to solve my problem and end with the biggest problem that was Jeoffey Hawkes organization. He's wrapping it up right now, and will meet you at the hangar. I'll borrow you two my plane, to take you to wherever you want."

"what? bend.. the.. what? what did you make him do?" she frowned, suspecting Red had forced Ressler to do something weird. "He'll tell you more about it later. Now, I've decided that you two deserve a break after these two weeks of him gone. That's why I have arranged this little vacation for you."

Dembe arrived at the house with a suitcase with her stuff. She gasped and sighed imagining the man going through her clothes to pack her a bag, but it was just Red's way.

"Why are you doing this?" she scorned, balancing her head.

"My dear, I see how happy this man makes you. Thank godness, he makes you even happier than you were with Tom, and that frankly makes me really relieved. I always disapproved Tom, you know that, and for a moment there when we were on the run I feared you would forgive that man. But thankfully you fell into Ressler's arms, and that has been really good for you both. Now, it's my fault he had to go undercover and I could also observe the effect it had on you. So I'm making amends. Now enough with the questions, ok? take the suitcase and go with Dembe."

"Anywhere I want?" she squinted, smiling.

"Anywhere. just tell the pilot." he replied with an open smile that she loved to see.

"What about the FBI? two weeks? how are you going to explain my absence?"

"Don't worry about Harold, Lizzie, I'll take care of him. Now go, your man awaits you."

She smiled, and kissed Red on the cheek before standing up and going with Dembe.

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They arrived at the hangar and she was so excited to enter the plane that she made Dembe laugh as she carried her bag.

"But did you get my brush? and my make-up case, what about my nightgown, or pajamas?"

"Elizabeth! Elizabeth! I took what is necessary for a day. You'll have money to buy whatever else you need, Red made sure of that."

"Of course he did" she said, as she kissed the man on the cheek, and entered the plane, to find it empty. She turned to look at him, nervous.

"Don't worry. just wait." and he left her there, sitting on the comfortable seats in Red's plane.

She waited for 2 hours alone, sipping on the wine available at the bar, munching on peanuts and just too nervous. 2 hours, and nothing. Her phone had no signal, and the doors to the plane were closed. she had no way to contact anyone. she looked outside the windows and saw it was already night, and the dark took over the hangar.

Suddently, the plane started to move.

"what? hey! no, what... HEY!" she screamed, but the door to the pilot's cockpit was locked. She ran from one side to the other of the plane, desperate, not knowing what was going on. The plane started taking off, so she sat down and fastened her seatbelt to avoid falling down.

Maybe she would meet Ressler somewhere else, or maybe something happened, and Red had a weird way to comfort her. she pulled her legs up on the seat and hugged them, hiding her face. she started to knock her forehead against her knees lightly, nervous, when a beep indicated it was okay to walk on the plane again. But she didn't want to walk, she wanted answers.

That's when she heard.

"Liz?" the voice came from behind, and she checked her glass to see how much she had drunk. How can there be someone here if we're on the air? She turned slowly, a little bit afraid, and found him, blond hair, blue eyes, freckles, all intact and safe.

"Ress? but...but.. how?" He laughed.

"I told the pilot to take off without alerting you. I wanted to surprise you."

She didn't say anything, she just unbuckled her belt and ran straight towards him, capturing his lips on hers, desperate. He held her tight and kissed her back passionately.

"Damn, Donald!" she said, giving him a light slap on the face for the scary surprise. "I nearly died here! the plane just took off!" he laughed, and kissed her again, picking her up and taking her to one of the long seats by the windows. They just didn't care they were in a plane, it was two weeks of missing and longing and no contact at all. He took her t-shirt off as she just ripped his, buttons flying everywehere, making both laugh between kisses. The seat was too small for them, and they fell with a thud on the carpeted floor of the plane, and there they stood.

"Oh, I missed you so much!" she whispered as he went down to kiss her breasts. He took out her pants and then lied on top of her, finding her lips again and kissing them furiously.

"I love you, so much" he whispered as they became one.

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She found a blanket and covered them both as they stayed on the floor, completely tangled, their backs leaning on the seat, drinking wine and eating some snacks they found on the cupboard. Red's plane was comfortable and warm.

She buried her head on his chest, still not believing he was there. "Oh, I was so worried, Donald. I mean, no news, nothing. It was the worst 2 weeks of my life."

"well, try living it for 8 months" he said, mentioning her time on the run. She wanted to defend herself, say that he had news from her, it was different, but in a way, it wasn't, specially because back then he had to bottle up his feellings. So she didn't say anything.

She was dozing off on his chest when it came to her. they were on air. "Where are we going?" she remembered she never told the pilot where to go, but she figured Ressler had.

"I told him to take us to Greece" she widened her eyes, considering his choice. They would see the ancient monuments, the blue sea, the beautiful houses in the islands, all that history. It seemed like the perfect choice.

"Oh, wow! I can't wait!" she said, and then she snuggled into him to sleep, opening her mouth in a yawn.

Ok, a little bit of angst there, but no harm, no foul, and a lot of fluff back in the end. I'm planning a big trip to Greece so I might just write it on the weekend when I will have time to research some places (I've never been there, wish I had). thanks for the reviews and comments! feel free to give ideas, this is supposed to be just a pool of fluff, there's no need to have any sequencing. What would you like to read Liz and Don doing? xD