#ressler x samar

[piketrickfeet]

Ressler: Hey. Samar: Hi. Ressler: You, uh, think we should go into work separately? Samar: You don’t think they’d believe we carpooled? Ressler: No. Last night was nice. Samar: Yes. It was. Ressler: Don’t be late. I hear the boss is a – he’s a real prick.

[falle-ness]

Love this scene.

If the show was [censored], I'd love to see these two as a badass power couple. Or, at least, handle that fling differently in many ways.

“It’s so easy to lose perspective,

forget what really matters.”

[meetmeatthecoda]

so I made the mistake of scrolling through your blog while I had "the music of the night" from the phantom of the opera stuck in my head, and I say mistake because now I am in PAIN wishing for a tbl-poto crossover of some sort, honestly anything lizzington with some phantom x christine vibes would be kinda cool ghhhhghghhh (although red would never drop a chandelier on lizzy. tom though...... 🤔) (but. ngl. there is some delicious potential to play around with red's part in liz's backstory vs. christine having the phantom as her dad's ""angel of music""... and maybe making the phantom's deformity related to red's burn scars?? idk idk idk but DELICIOUS POTENTIAL)

but uh. my agony aside, what do you think of that?! if you're a fan of phantom I would love to hear any au headcanons you have!! 😃😃

(if you're not feel free to ignore this sorey to bother you aaaaah)

xoxo 👻

Hiya, anon!! 😄 Firstly, can I just say that I'm flattered you were scrolling through my blog, in any condition? K, thanks 😍😍 Okay, secondly... OMG. A TBL-POTO crossover?!?! which btw I definitely read as tbl-potato crossover at first & I was maximum confused lmfao but HELL YES, SIGN ME UP 🤩🤩🤩 I love the POTO movie with Gerard Butler & Emmy Rossum, & the score is just to die for, all hail Andrew Lloyd Webber!! I went through such a POTO phase in middle school & it's still near & dear to my heart!! But omggggg I've never thought about it before, but you're so right, there is so much potential for a perfect Red role with the Phantom, with the father-related backstory & the burn scars!! And lmfao Tom dropping a chandelier on Liz is perfectly in character imo hahaha As you say, DELICIOUS POTENTIAL *elmo-on-fire.gif* Needless to say, I certainly am a POTO fan & my brain is whirring at the thought of headcanons!! Hmmm, I'm thinking... Liz as Christine (obvi), Red as the Phantom (double obvi), but I literally can't stand the thought of Tom or Ressler as Raoul bc he/Patrick Wilson is just far too hot & likeable soooo OH ARAM AS RAOUL DUH!!, plus maybe Meera or Samar as Meg, Mr. Kaplan as Madame Giry, maybe Cooper & Ressler as the two dudes who buy the opera house, & OH maybe Jolene or Gina (wow, #throwback) & Tom as Carlotta & her annoying hubby dude!! Am I forgetting anybody major?? Boy, this is fun 😏😁😎 Anyway, this is clearly no bother at all, thank you so much for bringing such a fun ask to my inbox, anon, I appreciate it so much!! And xoxo & ghost emoji right back at ya!! (very seasonal btw, extra kudos to you, tee hee) Thank you again, my friend, & much, much love to you, of course!! ❤️

[theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction]

Club Abyssinia (1/7)

Pairings: Reader x Donald Ressler (implied), Reader x Raymond Reddington (platonic)

Warnings: None.

Summary: New case - new danger.

Mini-Series Complete.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

It was a matter of great importance to Raymond Reddington. Such great import that he needed to involve the skills of you, Dembe and the Task Force. His plans for the latter were already underway as he had asked them to look into the recent criminal family on his Blacklist.

The Maratoni family.

Reddington and you stood on the floor briefing the team on the plan. Aram had already pulled up the images and family tree from what was available across the database.

“Meet the Maratoni’s.” Reddington introduced. “They’ve become active in the last two days with their procurement of priceless art pieces which also means that their underground business of illegal weapons trade has also kicked back up.”

The team studied the faces intently on the screens.

“That’s one hell of a family.” Aram noted. You walked over to him and passed a thumb drive. He inserted it onto his computer and the family tree extended on the large screens - making the job more complicated.

“They run off black money and the deluded notion that they’re untouchable.” You added.

There was a scoff from behind and you heard Ressler’s voice. “Like you?”

You whipped back and sent him a scowl. The exchange went unnoticed by the rest of the team and Red continued the brief, turning to the people in the room.

“Is no one curious as to why they’re on my radar?” He wondered, clearly looking for some kind of attention which made you roll your eyes. Liz, tired of the charade, crossed her arms and asked the question that he wanted to hear.

“We’ll bite. How did they catch your attention?”

“My beloved, and quite frankly expensively procured, painting of the Meguro River in the prime of blooming cherry trees was stolen.” Reddington told them rather annoyed with the matter.

Harold, who had been standing to the side, frowned. “How is this related to-?”

“They sent their youngest son Gerald to my home in Santa Monica. He tripped the security feeds.” Reddington addressed the man before he could finish the question.

“So is this about the painting or the illegal trade?” Liz wasn’t quite clear on Red’s motive.

“Both, Lizzy. In any case, I’m setting up a meeting with Mr and Mrs Maratoni tonight, I think they’d like to know.”

“That’s blackmail.” Samar frowned and you stepped forward with some folders and placed them on the desk.

“It’s leverage. We’re prepared to cut a deal, so they get the painting and footage in exchange for giving up their manufacturer.”

“So the Maratoni’s are the middlemen, acquiring the weapons and then selling them here.” Samar realised.

You nodded. “Yes. There’s a new player who’s importing their crap and we need to find out who it is. Stop the supplier...”

“...stop the trade.”

The agents huddled around the stack of papers that you gifted. It was a list of known buyers of the Maratoni’s. Reddington turned to Harold and smiled.

“I also need to poach one of your agents, Harold. There’s a lead to pursue and I need someone who isn’t from the underworld scene.”

Masterlist here

[theblacklistrareshipsweek]

Ship List

Ship list for reference, it doesn’t mean you’re limited only to these characters/ships!

M/F ships&dynamics Samar Navabi x Aram Mojtabai Gina Zanetakos x Jacob Phelps (Tom Keen) Liz Keen x Tom Keen Raymond Reddington x Alina Park/Madeline Pratt/Katarina Rostova, etc. Donald Ressler x Alina Park/Gina Zanetakos/Samar Navabi, etc. M/M ships&dynamics Raymond Reddington x Donald Ressler/Berlin/Dembe/Cooper, etc. Donald Ressler x Henry Prescott/Tom Keen, etc. F/F ships&dynamics Liz Keen x Samar Navabi/Meera Malik/Gina Zanetakos/the Djinn, etc. !Crackships!

Donald Ressler/lamppost/badge/booze/service weapon, etc. Raymond Reddington/wine/fedora/gun, etc. Harold Cooper/office/scotch hooch, etc.

Or anything you come up with.

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*Reverse ships also count.

*Romantic or platonic—it’s up to you, we’re game for all. You can appreciate the dynamics, it’s also awesome!

*Genderswapped (e.g., Red becomes Regina, Liz becomes Liam) ships are also allowed.

*Сrossover ships (one character from TBL and another from other TV show) are allowed.

*In case some of you like a character and ship it with Original Female/Male Character, you’re also welcome to join us.

[donaldresslerfanfic]

It’s Over?

Rating: M

Warnings: Strong Language, Sexual Content.

Word Count: 2192

Donald Ressler X OC Maggie Waters.

Chapter: Eighty-Three

Chapter Index

Story on Wattpad

Maggie.

It never got easier. It never got easier for Don to see friends and loved ones be hurt, and it never got easier for me to see him like that.

I stared at him for a full minute, watching him talk to Cooper, feeling so defeated about Samar and not being able to help her. I knew he was trying hard but couldn't contain his tears to fill up on his eyes. When Cooper walked away, I resumed my walk to him, leading my hand to grab his before he repaired on my presence.

"Hey" I said quietly, not wanting to look in the room, because I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold my own tears "how are you?"

He didn't say anything, just leaned in to hug me, I held him by the shoulders and sighed, feeling him tense on my arms.

"You know how I get" he said in a little voice.

"I know" I replied, rubbing his back.

I think that the situation with Samar was different for him than how it was with Liz when she got hospitalized. Samar had been his partner for a while, they'd fought together and eachother, she came with Aram once a month at the house for dinner, we were all good friends. And now he didn't have the excuse of blaming Tom Keen for what had happened with Liz. Samar's accident had been under their watch, I knew it was going to be harder for him and for Aram to shake the guilt out of this one.

I pulled back and held him by the shoulders. He cleared his throat and rubbed his eyes, clearly wanting to look though.

"What do you know?" I asked, finally looking in. Samar looked half normal, the other half being her on a ventilator. Aram was just being Aram, painfully optimistic, or at least trying to be.

"Nothing good. She's on a ventilator but they don't know for how long. And we will find out about her state if and when she wakes up"

I bit my bottom lip and tore my eyes off the window, I sighed and looked at my watch.

"I have to go to work but" I placed my hand on his forearm "call me later okay?"

"I'm going home" he said with a shake of his head "I'll see you tonight."

I leaned in to give him a short kiss, then headed to work.

Samar was luckily not in a ventilator or in a coma for long, but after she woke up, things with Don and the cases slowed down a bit, so he got to spend a few weeks at home.

I was checking on some prints I had to review before the weekend, and sometimes hours at work weren't enough to get everything that I needed to do cleared, so I often took work home.

"Mags" I heard the door knock behind me, I turned around on the chair when I heard the door open "are you busy?" Don's head peaked in.

"Hey, this'll take me-" I took a look around and through my papers "an hour maybe. Why?"

"Just checking" he said from the door, opening it a bit more.

"And Alma? You tired of hanging out with her?" I said moving my eyes to my papers again, getting ready to return to work.

"If I have to hear that frozen song one more time-" he said, entering the room and dragging a chair to sit down next to me. I gave him a chuckle.

"I have nightmares with that song"

"There's a second one coming up"

"Oh Jesus" I said with fake annoyance. I obviously loved to see my daughter act out the movie and sing and dress herself like Elsa.

I gave him a look after he sat next to me.

"Any chance they'll tell you when they're going to want you back?" He gave me a pout with a shrug of his shoulder.

"Another week maybe. Samar is having a wellness check next week to see if she's cleared for duty"

"Mm" I hummed and returned to the papers.

"Why is that whole text in French?" He said looking at the computer, I gave the screen a quick look before I continued.

"It's from a French client obviously"

"And why don't you translate it?"

I lifted my eyes to his with a cocked eyebrow.

"Because I know French"

He laughed, shaking his head. "Since when?"

"Since two years ago, when I was finishing the casino project and still pregnant with Alma the firm gave out French courses and I took them because I couldn't go to work. I got my certificate last month"

"I don't believe you. Say something"

I don't know why, it was like a spell when someone asked me to say something in another language, I instantly forgot everything I knew.

"Tu est le plus bel homme que j'ai vu dans ma vie entière" I said.

"That doesn't sound nice" I let my mouth fall agape and chuckled.

"I said you're the most beautiful man I've ever seen"

"That's a lie"

"Yeah, there's also Chris Hemsworth" I joked, that made him laugh. I laughed as well, shaking my head and looking back at the papers. I felt his hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

"I love you, you know" I tore my eyes from the papers again, giving him a smile and taking his hand in mine.

"I love you too Don" he pressed his lips in a thin line, rubbing my hand with his thumb.

"You know, things have been happening at the taskforce, and with Samar in the hospital, I've been holding onto hope that nothing was going to happen to me, or you"

I took his hand between both of mine and leaned to him.

"Nothing is going to happen to me" I assured "and I'm sure whatever has been happening at the taskforce, you'll be smart enough to avoid being involved"

"It's something about Reddington" he confided.

"It's always something about him. And I know you'll want answers." I patted his hand "just be careful"

He nodded, leaning in to grab my face and give me a kiss.

"I'll let you finish here" he said, finally standing from the chair and walking out of the office.

After Samar came back, Don still didn't tell me what was the thing that had him so eager to get answers. I didn't expect him to walk in the house angry one of those days, because he never got angry enough to drag it all the way home.

It started when the door of the garage banged shut, and Alma jumped a little startled, we were in the living room, I was finishing something on the computer and she was down with a coloring book in the mat in front of me.

Don walked in, taking out his badge and throwing it on the kitchen island behind us.

"Don?" I asked, looking over my shoulder, he walked across the kitchen towards the living room "what happened?"

"I had a suspect ran away from me after he shot up a person" he said taking the remote and turning on the TV.

"-most wanted fugitive Raymond Reddington, was arrested in New York this afternoon, after police officers responded to an anonymous tip"

"And then that" he said throwing the control on the couch. I shut down the laptop and left it on my side.

"So what... It's over?"

"Yeah, pretty much, we can't get him out of the system, and the taskforce is concealed from public knowledge. Do you know what's worst? Keen though I did it." He let out a dry chuckle "I know I hate the guy, but why should I wait more than six years before I decided to bring him in. Why would I do it on the first place?"

"I understand why you're upset" I said with a nod, he walked around the couch and sat next to me

"And she said that she knows I'm not sad about it. I am not sad about it, but I don't prefer it. I don't want the taskforce to shut down" he said, looking into his pocket with his hand. He looked at the phone and sighed, rubbing a hand on his hair. "Ressler" he replied. "yeah, I saw." He continued talking, sitting back on the couch with a defeated sigh "of course I'm happy. I'm just not the one who caught him" he save me a look, then muttered that it was James.

He has probably watched the news and called Don to tell him the good news. As far as James knew, Don had been in the Reddington taskforce, that information wasn't concealed from his record, and James must've probably checked that out long ago when they first met.

They continued talking, Don pretended to not be mad, and agreed to have some celebratory beers in a few days. When he hung up, he threw the phone in the couch and sighed angry again.

Alma was definitely not used to seeing Don angry, hell, I wasn't used to seeing Don angry. So she just sat there looking between him and me, not daring to do anything, just holding her hands together in discomfort.

"She's never seen you angry" I whispered to him. He looked at me questioningly, then down at Alma.

"Hey cupcake" he leaned and motioned at Alma with his hand "come here"

Alma stood up, then carefully walked to him. Don took her in his arms and sat her down at his lap.

"Daddy anwy"

"Dad is a little angry" Don confirmed "but I'm fine now"

"Ine?" She asked.

"Yes, I'm fine cupcake" he said caressing her cheek. Alma shrugged off of his lap and walked a few steps to her toys, getting busy again.

Don continued working with the taskforce, as far as I knew Raymond could still give him cases. He followed up with them for a while. He never really said what was happening with Raymond, how he was doing in jail, if they were going to be able to help him.

He came home one of those days, I was getting a snack ready for Alma when he walked into the kitchen.

"Hey love" I saluted. He gave me a smile, then grabbed me by the neck and kissed me, I smiled over his lips and kissed him more, placing my hands on top of his.

"Hi" he saluted as he pulled back, moving his hands to my waist and pulling me in.

"How are you?" I ran my hand in his neck and caressed his cheek.

"Mm, someone told me today I'm pushing forty with no prospects" he flashed his eyebrows and leaned in for another short kiss "she obviously forgot that I have you" I smiled, he left my waist and walked around me towards the fridge.

"Why would someone tell you that?"

"Mm" he hummed after taking a carton of milk and taking a glass from the cupboard "Keen and I were talking about a wedding I have to go to-"

"A wedding?"

"And she told me about this girl I could take, as if I wouldn't take you instead"

"Whose wedding?" I pushed. He gave me a dismissing wave of his hand as he poured milk in the glass.

"Some cousin I have, she hates cops though, so I'm not going"

"That's stupid, if she gave you an invitation-"

"We're not going" I pouted, he gave me a chuckle and stored away the milk.

A few days later, after we had finished with our day and I was done brushing my teeth and exited the bathroom when I saw him, sitting at the side of the bed with just his boxers on. What a sight indeed.

"Why aren't you in bed?" I asked walking to the bed.

"I was waiting for you to bring that" he motioned at me as he set his phone in the nightstand charging.

"Bring what?" I said looking at him with a playfully frown.

"That body of yours that drives me crazy" he leaned to grab me by the shirt and pulled my to him, his hands instantly landed on my sides as he pushed me to the bed. I giggled as he ran his hands on my sides and pulled off my shirt, leaving me with just a thong in front of him.

"If I'd known you were waiting I would've taken a lot less" I said when he leaned in to kiss me, he chuckled and trapped my lips in his, bitting on them playfully.

He grabbed my hands and pinned them up over my head, and I knew then I was in for a good one, because I absolutely loved when he pinned me under him and had his way with me.

"I'm onto something" he said over my lips after he was done kissing them, I felt them tingle and sore up, along with every part of my body that was getting ready for him.

"For my sake I hope you keep at it"

[kiss-my-freckle]

“He told you not to trust him.” That’s why they’re name-dropping Tom and Krilov is back in show. This is still about Red vs Tom, despite woman from Paris being their big bad. Because Liz is becoming more like her dead husband than her mother. She’s not a true Rostova right now, but a Keen. Woman from Paris is the Wicked Wolf, Red is the grandmother, Agnes is Little Red. It’s all there, and they currently have two themes going. 

The first, comparison.

good - better - best bad - worse - worst 

This is - who my mother is to me - an aura that surrounds me. For better or for worse, I don’t know. - Liz, 7x1

He’s a much better person than I gave him credit for. - Cooper, 7x4

But this - I have a sinking feeling this thing is gonna get worse before it gets better. And whatever he’s up against - I just don’t want it to end up on our doorstep. - Park, 7x8

Your mother was not as bad as - I understand why you might think she was, but she wasn’t. - Red, 6x21

There’s no shame in hoping for the best, even for the worst of us. - Cooper, 4x15

You know, I’m no worse than your buddy Reddington. - Tom, 2x18

When they throw these dialogue parallels into show and add clues like Little Red Riding Hood, one should question whether Red is the Wicked Wolf or if he’s the Grandmother. They include these dialogues for Tom FOR A REASON. 

He’s not my buddy. And you are worse. - Liz, 2x18

I want to take care of you for the rest of our lives, for better and definitely for worse. - Liz, 3x17

Because woman from Paris runs opposite Tom Keen. She’s preying on Liz’s emotions just as Liz did to Red in S6, and as Tom did to Liz throughout. 

I learned that from you, how to prey on the emotions of those that love you most. - Liz, 5x22

That’s why it’s gonna get worse before it gets better, just as Park said. Because woman is the Wicked Wolf and Agnes isn’t Tom’s daughter. 

This is - who my mother is to me - an aura that surrounds me. For better or for worse, I don’t know. - Liz, 7x1

I want to take care of you for the rest of our lives, for better and definitely for worse. - Liz, 3x17

The second, religion. Heaven - hell (Insert Polaris and Southern Cross)

The sky's north pole has a moderately bright star - the North Star, aka Polaris - approximately marking its location. The sky's south pole has no such bright star. But, if you're in the Southern Hemisphere, you can indeed use the Southern Cross - also known as the constellation Crux - to find celestial south. [x]

That’s why there are stars lit up in Agnes’ princess palace. Tom isn’t her father, and Liz has a home without him. When Cooper spoke at her funeral in 3x20, he was actually talking about Ressler -

Elizabeth followed her heart, and against all odds, it led her back to the man she loved.

She followed what her head told her. Because she had her memory manipulated by Krilov a second time. Those dialogues go back to her pilot introduction. 

What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten - 5x8 soundtrack

Who the hell’s Elizabeth Keen? - Ressler, 1x1

This takes us to Keenler’s soundtrack in The Capricorn Killer

It curves in through the weather It's coming from above And it brought us together It guided us to touch

Insert Orion, The Hunter, his arrows and his dogs, and take that back to Dembe, Kate, the Hunter, his arrows, and his dog in S4. Because Agnes is next to get hit. That’s why she ran side-by-side with Kate. Why Kate flat-out told Liz she did this for Agnes. But she didn’t fail Liz. What she and Red did - they did for her. She’s gonna fail Agnes in unearthing the sutcase. 

Angel - devil (Insert Little Red)

I’m expecting a little devil of my own. - Liz, 3x12

She’s an angel. - The woman, 7x3 Blessed - cursed (Insert the Wicked Wolf)

Blessed is he who walks not in the council of the wicked. - Samar, 3x5

Some memories you want to hold onto. Most haunt you like a curse. - Dom, 6x18

Purposeful stuff. Because Liz is still a Keen. She’s just like her husband. She’s just not wearing his face as Katarina does Raymond’s. I think Agnes will be. I think Liz is gonna be taking care of “Thomas” for the rest of her life. Because Agnes has two false grandmothers. It’s of no coincidence that Tom falls into every single dialogue parallel. 

Never knew the best was yet to come 

[buildinggsr]

The Blacklist, the most comprehensive collection of my favorite movies&tv series

It’s not unusual to see actors that played a role in some show you liked playing a role in some other show. But. I never experienced something like with The Blacklist. In it I found so many links to other shows that I love, that I felt the need to make a list of them, because I find it unbelievable. Hope to update the list with season seven! You can read the list after the break - and tell me your links, if you have and  want. ;) Enjoy!

[Several episodes] CSI actors/extra CSI is the first of my favorite shows, the reason for which I started this blog, actually. Many actors of that show joined the cast of TBL. The first that I can remember was, I think, Tom Noonan (in TBL played Stanley R. Kornish, the Stewmaker, in 1x04, while in CSI he played Zephyr in Abracaver 3x05). I made a post on him [here]. He also played a role in X-Files, another one of my favorite shows. Another actors/extra that comes to mind, is Lee Tergesen (in TBL he played the husband of Red’s formed wife in Lord Baltimore 2x01, while in CSI he played the father of a kid who killed his little brother in Compulsion 5x17). BUT, the most important is CSI’s Super Dave, aka David Berman who has his first appearance in TBL in episode The Pharmacis 6x03, and he also acts a super-link-to-CSI scene in General Shiro 6x07, when Ressler asks him if he knows any entomologist [I made a post about that here].

[1x02] First appearance of Parminder Nagra {playing Meera Malik} This post by @addictedtostorytelling showed me that she was also in ER, which I followed for some years, and I have good memories of me and my mom watching and talking about it. 

[1x06]  Symphony No. 7, Mov. II - Beehoven  {Music in background during the chat between Reddington and Ruddigger} This music piece is an important part of one great Italian tv show that I love, La Porta Rossa. In that show this music is used a background music of the final monologues of every episode. You can listen to it here.

[1x07]  Robert Sean Leonard {playing Frederick Barnes} He played Count Claudio in the movie Much Ado About Nothing, my second favorite movie of all times. I think I’ve watched it at least 10-15 times.

[1x15] Max Hastings {the Federal Prosecutor who disappeared 12 years earlier found stumbling along a rural Pennsylvania road at the beginning of the episode} There is just one and only Hastings in my life: the one in David Suchet’s Poirot

[1x16] Berlin is mentioned for the first time. Do I have to say it? There’s just one and only Berlin in my life: the one in Money Heist (La cas de papel - La casa di carta) + Cello Song - The Books Feat. Jose Gonzalez (Cover of Nick Drake) I mean, it’s Nick Drake, for God’s sake. It remembers me my high school so much...

[2x01] Mary-Louise Parker {playing Reddington’s former wife Carla Reddington} She played Ruth Jamison in Fried Green Tomatoes, my very favorite film EVER. Oh, damn, I love that movie! But it’s also so sad, and so I just watched it only 3 or 4 times (but I read the book, though!)

[2x14] First appearance of Lance Henrikson {playing the Major} This is a “distant link” to a show I loved. Lance Henrikson played the main character in the show Millennium, which was created by Chris Carter who is more known as the creator of X-Files. How much I shipped Mulder and Scully at the time!

[3x15] Chris Chalk {playing John Addison} He played Gary Cooper in The Newsroom. [Is Gary Cooper his real name? ~ Rebecca Halliday] There are no words to explain how beautiful, entertaining, intelligent and dramatic The Newsroom is. (And Jeff Daniels is superb in it!)

[4x06] Aram tells Samar that he and his girlfriend binge-watch Stranger Things. It’s Stranger Things. There’s nothing I can add to this.

[4x12] Daniel Davis {playing Baldur Magnusson} To see Niles from The Nanny on TBL was the weirdest thing I have ever seen!

[6x17] John Cullum {playing Ted King, married to Katarina’s mother Virginia} I could not believe my eyes when I saw him talking to Ressler: Holling from Northern Exposure! After seeing him on TBL I started a rewatch of NX from season 1.

[flawlesskorra]

I'm catching up on the blacklist season 4, and a few things :

- I'm missing ressler x keen being there for each other, I'm aware things got more complicated with everything going on as soon as they started to put Tom's and lizs relationship more into the spotlight - but in the previous seasons no matter what they used to have a pretty good bond with each other and that seemed to have just flown away to the background.

- i obviously love samar a lot and I'm happy that they kind of are spending some time together and working but it feels rather forced (ever since they hooked up tbh)

When his brother was in the hospital for example, they way it was written into the episode just felt... sooo... off. I barely really felt anything for him there which is kinda sad.

I also have to say over the past season there wasn't a lot of development for him or really any story with him, kind of like the writers just pushed him aside... hoping that when this season comes to an end it will change?? I know in season 6 him and Liz will work together a bit more but eh

[piketrickfeet]

tbl 6x11 and 6x12 thoughts

it’s a two parter lads

oh this guy 

the worst voice

they don’t execute them that fast

samarrrrrrrrrrrrrr

isn’t the president the one they helped get elected?

this show is so dark

one lightbulb

why would you bring this up at work?????????????

arammmmm

omggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg

found family

FOUND FAMILY

IM CRYING

this episode is already streets ahead of the last 

if this isn’t the saddest shit lol 

Super French

god ressler looks real good in the casual outfit

ARAM PLEASE 

what a mess lol

but that’s the kind of shit i like to see

putting the fear of god into this doctor lol 

“lucky shot”

ressler, she’s a trained agent

aaaahhhh samar x aram my heart

reddington’s joy at seeing elizabeth please my heart

stuttering over “my mother” goddamn JAMES PLEASE 

my

heart

is

breaking

the red bull product placement is getting to be a little too much

EXCUSE ME ?!! kljGL’NJRAFB,H’QU;/BHFGLANDFM,G.NMV DKLC.,JMASDKL.FJM,AVDKLGJNARQEUJL;AKFGM/L,ASVB.JDFKLJADSFKJK

SHE LOVES HIM

I’M GOING 

TO 

LOSE

MY MIMDNNAUOHJ’BFL;KHGNASDG’BM,FJMNAK’LDGJRF

KG;LKAFHGNLKAJDF

ALDKGJAD

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oh god THE BUGS AGAIN

NO THANK YOU

i mean logically i know that he doesn’t get killed because the rest of the season happenend

BUT IT STILL DOESN’T FEEL NICE

oh THE3 PRESIDENT IS IN ON IT 

OHW DARE 

od they never break eye contact

i’m not cring YOU’RE CRYING 

ASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

cooper omg 

he’s usually so roll over and take it

i enjoy this 

YOU’RE MAKING LIZ SAD AND I DON’T LIKE IT

even ressler is sad 

I DON’T LIKE IT 

dembe is so happy 

lkdfdghaldkjfalkdjf

i don’t like this anna person

HUGGINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

ALKDGHL;AKJDF THEY’RE SO HAPPY

AKLDHGL;KAJDFMDLKFJ

JAL;KDJGKLSDF the domesticity!!!!!!!!!

fuck OFF WE THESE BUG THNGS AGAIN

the guy that the The Voice Guy has hostage is Super Hot

lfkgsjkfjgdf RAYMOND PLEASE 

DEMBE WANTS TO PLAY THAT HEADS UP GAME

LKAHGJDSF

I’M

IN LOVE 

WITH ONE MAN

HE’S PRECIOUS AND I LOVE HIM 

SO

MUCH

oh no the hot guy got shot 

everyone sucks at shooting people 

oh no samar is going to forget it 

on no

oh good she didn’t forget i’m glad

i was worried lol 

this man is so puffy 

oh no samar

PLEASE JUST LET HER LIVE

oh no WHY ARE WE STABBING PEOPLE

this man is creepier than like 90% of the the other blacklisters

god just.............kill him already

fucking finally

hey that’s the guy from the white house??? 

aww he worked in a clause for vontae 

how cute

“you want me to take the job?” “yes, it’s proven to be a job with a high mortality rate.” 

COOPER PLEASE 

listen

the sniper is cute too

don’t @ me 

the president is going to get his 

aww samar :( :( :( 

LET HER LIVE

liz’s hair looks so good

“i hope yo’re okay with this too” 

narrator: he was not

SAMAR NO

[agxntkeen]

G, L, P & X, for the fandom asks please.

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it

I honestly don’t know. I do have a bunch of ships that I enjoy but I can’t remember exactly when I started shipping them

L - Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for

uhhh. there aren’t many fanartists in the TBL fandom but I’d love some sexy Lizzington shots 👀

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)

ok since I’m a sucker for Red in a tux how about, a Blacklist/Bond AU. Red is 007, assigned with tracking a rogue double agent who’s suspected of working for Russian intelligence (Liz), but things don’t go as expected. Will 007 be able to finish the mission without falling in love with the target? Guest starring M (Cooper), Q (Aram), Moneypenny (Samar), and Felix Leiter (Ressler). I can’t believe I made this up in less than 5 mintues

X - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

LIZZINGTON (The Blacklist)

Olicity (Arrow)

Pepperony (MCU)

fandom asks

[immegod]

A, E, and P! :D

A- Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have tobe OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc.are allowed.

LIZZINGTON is definitely my top pairing rn if you couldn’t tellhaha. If I could have Liz with anyone else though it would definitely be Samaralthough Aram/ Samar are pretty cute. My fave brotp by far is Dembe and Red I lovethem so much. I also love whenever Red/Ressler and Aram/Dembe get to interactand I would like some more of that.

I’m in a weird point rn where the blacklist is really theonly fandom I’m actively following, but I did just finish watching the Punisherwhere I definitely ship Frank/ Karen. For other Marvel shit I ship the fuck outof Jess and Trish from Jessica Jones and just want everyone to stop hurting myson tony and his son peter so like both of them x happiness.

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to yourfandom? If so, what?

I like to think some of my shitposts are kinda funny? Maybe I’mjust making myself laugh which I’m totally fine with haha. That being said peoplein this fandom are absolutely hilarious and I love reading everyone else’scracks.

P - - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we alwaysneed more ideas).

I love this question!! Not really an AU but I would read theshit out of anyone who wanted to write about the younger life of RaymondReddington (or whoever he really is). ALSO maybe have Red meeting Liz (who’dhave to be aged up to about his age to keep things from being squishy) muchearlier- maybe when he’s just starting to be corrupted by the Cabal if he doesn’thave a wife and daughter and see how that changes the timeline. I’ve just beenreally obsessed with thinking about what made Red the way he was and how much ofwho he is today was how he was born and how much was forced into him by  circumstance.

[believeratheart]

Ressler and Samar acting like Aram didnt throw them a birthday party Smh

[donaldresslerfanfic]

Unpredictable

Rating: M

Warnings: Strong Language, Sexual Content.

Word Count: 2867

Donald Ressler X OC Maggie Waters.

Chapter: Eighty-Two

Chapter Index

Story on Wattpad

Ressler. 

After Liz was reinstated, things against Garvey moved fast. Liz saw the littlest sign of hope when she found a witness who could identify him as the killer of the detective that was helping Liz, but quickly lost it when the witness was snatched from Aram's custody.

I'd seen Aram looking over at files and  security cameras and CCTV footage in his off time, non stop.

We were stalling in reports so we could get moving. I received an update later in the morning.

"Forensics says the report’s gonna be ready later today." I informed as I walked to Aram's station.

"I promised that we would protect him – that I would protect him." Aram said with a sad look on his face.

"Aram, we’re gonna find out whoever took this witness, all right?" I tried to cheer him up with a pat on the back.

"Tony Mejia was gonna testify that he saw Ian Garvey murder a cop. And thanks to me he probably never will." My eyes fell from him to the side

"Whoa, wait. Is that what I think it is?" I said referring to a little bag I saw peaking from his first desk drawer.

"Oh, uh – it was my grandmother’s. Amethyst is Samar’s birthstone." I chuckled a bit as he handed me the little bag. Birthstones were like zodiac signs to me, how that meant anything related to the day you were born was always going to be a mystery to me.

"Now, here I thought you were all doom and gloom." I opened the box and gave the ring a look, it was a nice ring, definitely fitted Samar. "When are you gonna pop the question?"

"What?" Aram asked with a chuckle and a frown "No. No, no, no, no" he said as I placed the ring back in the bag. "This is not an engagement ring. It’s just a ring."

"But you guys have been dating for over a year. You give her just a ring, she’s gonna think it’s a proposal."

"That’s insane. How can she think it’s a proposal if I do not propose?"

"I can guess what a woman’s gonna do, but why she does it, I got no clue."

"Apparently, I don’t, either."

"Well, why don’t you ask one"

I motioned with my head at Liz, who was walking towards us. Her and Samar tried to convince Aram once again that it wasn't his fault the witness was taken. Upon revising the events, it was obvious it was an ambush. Liz received a call from Reddington and left to meet with him.

We were stalled for a bit until Liz came back, and whilst Samar and I headed out for a case, I leaned that Aram did ask Liz the question about the ring.

"She told me that Samar would only think it's a proposal if she wants to marry me"

I frowned and shook my head a bit. "I guess I really don't know what women want"

He let out a little chuckle and sat down in Samar's chair in our office. "You already have one woman, I guess you only need to know what she wants"

My eyes landed on a photo I had of Mags and Alma when she was a baby. I guess I need to update it. Alma was on her way to her second year already.

"About Liz" I diverted "I don't think we're going to get too far"

"Why do you say that?" he said a little offended by my pessimism.

"Because Reddington is working for his own benefit as always, and we've learned before that even though he cares about Liz, he's always his first priority"

He frowned a bit, confused.

"Do you know about the car? How could you?"

"No, what car?"

"The car we used to transport myself and the witness, it was hijacked, and after I did some digging I got an ID of the person who placed the device. He works for Reddington"

I let out a dry laugh and shook my head.

"See? Reddington is hiding something from Liz, and he values that more than helping her get to the person who killed her husband"

I stood up from the chair with a grunt.

"Makes me sick" I said in a sigh.

I heard someone walk from the stairs, and I exited the office to meet up with Samar and Cooper, he gave us our last directions and we were off again.

That day we resolved the case of the vigilante child bride. I had the chance to go home early and leave the investigation to Samar and Liz. I still couldn't believe she was willing to help Reddington retrieve something he wanted from the girl.

"Don" Maggie called from next to me, I led my eyes to her and then down to Alma who was handing me something.

"Oh look at this" I said taking a piece of paper scribbled all over "what a masterpiece, thanks cupcake" she smiled sheepishly and was off again to  continue drawing in the floor in front of us. Mags was watching a movie after we'd had dinner, I was just there to make company.

"Ever since you came back on the taskforce you've been different" she noted. I stopped watching Alma draw and looked up at Mags, she was hugging her legs on her chest, waiting for me to answer.

"I've always hated secrecy and lies and... That's all Liz is getting and I don't think it's fair. I also had a car bomb explode next to me and some idiot stopped me from getting the unsub but that's beside the point"

"I see" she said with a little nod "but is it just the Liz thing that has you worried?"

"Yes" I answered with certainty, because it was. "Everything else is fine. Because we're fine right?" I asked her, she gave me a little smile and ran a hand on her hair.

"I mean we haven't had sex in a week"

"Oh I see, that's all you want me for" I teased as I leaned over her, she gave me an eyeroll as she looked sideways with a smile.

"No" she said with an obvious tone. I grabbed her by the legs and pulled her to me, leaning over her and latching her legs on my sides "the kid is watching"

"She's not" I downed my lips to hers and kissed her. I realized only then that we had been doing our own things and hadn't been together all that much, because I felt like I hadn't enjoyed a kiss with her in a while. She rounded my neck with her arms and I hummed against her lips. "I guess it has been a while uh?" I said quietly over them. She smiled a little and leaned in to kiss me again. I rubbed her waist and pulled her up, sitting back on the couch with her on arms.

"That's not all I want you for" she excused, hugging me by the neck "I just miss you"

"I know" I hugged her tightly by the waist, pulling her closer to my chest "we should go out tomorrow"

"I don't know, you're kind of unpredictable now" the corner of my lip pulled down to give her a sad smile.

It was crazy how we talked about how unpredictable everything was and the next day I got sent to Paris. After we rode in Reddington's private jet to Paris, he left us in the hotel to wait for him. For hours.

I hated when he left us waiting.

"Okay, enough" I said standing from the rather cozy loveseat in the living room, Samar looked up at me with a little frown "where is he? We need to call him, we need to get moving"

"Okay, I'll call him" she said standing and pulling her phone from her jacket.

After finding out that Reddington was kind of planning things as they went, we met up with him later that day.

He went on with the information he had about Mosadek and his security, and by the end of it I was sure it was impossible.

"No way, this could take weeks to plan out correctly, there's no way we're getting in"

"Let alone get Mosadek out" Samar chimed in.

"Oh come on, where's your sense of adventure?" He stressed.

"So you've got a way to get this lowlife out without getting us all killed?"

"The elevator" he replied simply.

"Oh the elevator?" I asked with sarcasm.

"Oh my God, you had the same idea!"

Few were the times when I actually felt like I could jump to Reddington's throat, because I wasn't in the mood the joke, and most definitely not in the mood to die. The elevator sounded like a terrible idea already.

We went on with the plan barely got the guy, and after Reddington interrogated him and somehow involved us all in a bigger thing that the one we signed up for, I had to call Cooper to get authorization. Later that day I face timed Mags to let her know the news.

"Hey princess" I saluted, Maggie smiled.

"Hey love, how are you"

"Daddy!" I heard Alma yell in the background, Maggie chuckled and moved the camera to focus Alma in the background, she was sitting in a chair eating.

"Hey cupcake" I saluted "where are you guys?" I asked after I didn't exactly recognized the furniture of the place.

"Well" Maggie said and turned around to focus Aram on the background. "I'm with Aram, he invited us over for dinner"

"Oh, it's uh, agent Ressler"

Maggie frowned and gave him a side look.

"I know it's hard but you can at least try to call him Donald, his first name is not Agent" she joked, Aram was clearly flustered.

"Okay, hi Donald" he saluted, then frowned "that sounds awful"

Maggie laughed and shook her head.

"What are you two doing?"

"You left me" she stressed "and went out to Paris with his girlfriend"

I stood up and walked around the suite, finding Samar sitting in front of a computer in the living room.

"We're being cheated on" I announced, sitting next to her and focusing us both in the camera.

"Hi Samar" Maggie saluted.

"Oh, hi Maggie. What are you two doing?" Samar asked, clearly weirded out as well.

I don't think either of them were too comfortable knowing that we were hanging out with eachother's partners, but I'd walked on James having breakfast with Mags too many times to be weirded out at this point.

"I think Aram and I would make a better couple, you know why?" Maggie said holding Aram by the shoulders.

"Because you ramble too much?" Samar answered.

"No, because we-" she motioned between them "believe in ghosts"

It was unbelievable how Samar and I grunted in reply.

"Oh yeah, Samar doesn't believe in ghosts" Aram interjected.

"Neither does Donald, he laughs at me"

"Everything that has happened to you, is completely explainable" I said. Aram and Maggie looked at eachother in surprise, I guessed that Samar must tell him the same thing.

"Anyway" Maggie said walking away from Aram "what are you two doing?"

"I saved Dembe from a falling elevator whilst Samar talked to a Parisian old man" I answered, standing up from the chair and heading back to the couch near one of the windows "I'll have to stay in Paris for a few more days"

"Oh, okay" Maggie replied with a little look I couldn't pinpoint "say bye to your dad" she moved the phone to focus Alma. She was still a little weirded out by the FaceTime method, so she kept looking at Maggie while talking to me "say bye"

"Bye" she complied

"Say bye dad"

"Bye dad" she said, then threw me a kiss and a hand wave. I bet Maggie made her do that.

"Bye love, I'll talk to you later" Maggie yelled, then ended the call.

My time in Paris lasted two more days between shots and not so nice runs in the catacombs of Paris. We arrived back home, then Cooper gave us our leave, even though we didn't catch the blacklister, our case was finished.

I arrived home by the time of lunch, though Mags wasn't at the house.

I was rolling my suitcase down the hall towards the bedroom when I heard a scream on the other side of the hallway, I looked up when I heard hurried steps coming down the hall, I bent down to catch Alma in my arms as she came crashing to me.

"Hey cupcake" I said with a chuckle, picking her up and holding my suitcase with my other hand.

"Hi Daddy" she said showing me some kind of dough she had in her hands.

"Did you miss me?"

"Yes" she replied, I set my suitcase near the door of the closet and left Alma on top of our bed

"Really? How much?" I made conversation as I took off my jacket. She extended her arms at her side "wow, that much? That's a lot" I said with a smile. I finished unbuttoning my shirt and headed into the closet to put on a shirt, then changed my pants to some sweatpants and headed out.

Alma was focused on her dough, I picked her up again and headed to the kitchen, Carol was there setting up something for Alma to eat.

"Hey Donald" she saluted "how are you?"

"Half tired" I replied, leaving Alma on the high chair, I'd eaten something on the way, because we were still on Reddington's jet and he doesn't take a "no" for an answer, so I sat next to Alma as she ate.

The phone of the house rang, I picked it up after a few rings because no one called landlines these days.

"Yes"

"Who is this?" I recognized Mags voice.

"This would be Donald Ressler"

"Oh, then this would be your wife" she answered with a chuckle "what are you doing at the house?"

"Just arrived, what are you doing calling the landline?"

"Carol doesn't pick up her phone while working, which I think it's great, but I wanted to let her know I'll take a little longer today, but if you're home then-"

"Yeah, I've got you covered, why do you need time?"

She let out a kind of annoyed sigh "my sister is going to some doctor for some operation and I'm going to take care of her during the post op"

"Something serious?"

"No" she said with a chuckle "not at all, you'll laugh when I tell you"

"Okay love. I'll make you something nice for dinner" I offered.

"Oh, can't wait" she said with a low voice "I'll see you tonight love"

"Love you" I saluted, then hung up.

Maggie.

"A breast augmentation?" Don asked confused, placing a plate of barbecue ribs in front of me, my mouth watered instantly, and even more when he set French fries in front of me.

"Oh my God I love you" I muttered, taking one and eating it quickly "yes, she wants-" I motioned at my breast.

"I mean, don't take me wrong, but your sister doesn't need bigger breasts"

"She's on a 2 for 1 deal, I wanted to check with you"

He looked at me with a twisted eyebrow, then gave me a sly smile.

"You're not against it!" I exclaimed.

"I'm not against it, but you definitely don't need it either" I laughed and leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks for the confidence boost, but I would never get anything done. And my sister is going through some weird middle age crisis thing, even though she's not even 40."

"What's in it for me then?" He joked.

"Is it good?" I said looking at Alma going to town at the ribs. I grabbed a napkin and cleaned up her face. "She's going to surgery in two weeks."

"And the kids?"

"Ethan is going to take care of them for that week"

"Alright then" I looked at him, giving him a smile "I'll take care of the kiddo" he reached to me and rubbed my cheek.

"I love it when you cook for me" I said leaning into his hand.

"I'm trying" I took his hand and kissed his palm, then continued eating because his barbecue ribs were actually heaven.

"What about your whole Liz thing?" I asked, giving that he hadn't talked about it in a while.

"She's working on it, so far not getting us involved all that much" he replied shortly.

"Does that upset you?" He gave me a look over his glass as he took a sip, then twisted his lips.

"A little. She'll come around, Reddington will leave her no choice"

I gave an understanding nod, then leaned my hand to place it on top of his arm.

Sometimes I felt guilty for wishing that Don didn't get involved in Liz's things, I felt bad for wishing he wasn't the way he was, so helpful, so righteous, so overall good. Because when things went bad, they went terrible.

[donaldresslerfanfic]

Agent Gale.

Rating: M

Warnings: Strong Language, Sexual Content.

Word Count: 3348

Donald Ressler X OC Maggie Waters.

Chapter: Fifty-Eight

Chapter Index

Story on Wattpad

Ressler.

The days after I first met Julian to work with him, Mags and I had the first ultrasound to meet our baby, when we first found out about her state, she was barely 7 weeks along, and we had to wait the remaining time for the 12th and the ultrasound. I'd noticed Mags had a little bump below her belly button, I was used of her stomach laying straight down all the time, and the smallest change I noticed in a second. She was still blissfully unaware of the shit show that was going to fall upon us.

Julian was an extreme researcher, he really got into the mind of the perpetrator, in this case Reddington. He knew every detail in the reports of the victims, he didn't miss a date, a connection, he reviewed everything a thousand times. Working with him brought me back on some level of attention to detail I'd long lost.

The following days, with Reddington dealing with his own stuff and chasing the cleaner, I got word from a detective in Philly who said he could have a break on my case. I went home to pack a bag and let Mags know I was heading there to talk to her.

That was the single worst decision I'd made. The witness was a set up.

I found myself now in a containment cell back in DC with a terrible headache, a pit in my stomach of thinking what they would do to me, and another even darker pit of knowing that I'd been pumped full of drugs, that's what I was worried about the most. I didn't wanted my past addiction to be a thing again.

I'd been stripped from my badge, taken out of the taskforce, treated like a criminal, I'd been manipulated, used, wronged, and I couldn't reach the only person who would make me feel better.

"You've got five minutes" I heard one of the guards say, I lifted my head up towards the door of the cell with a frown, then watched as Mags figure appeared from the side.

I stood up and walked to her, my arms slipped between the bars to hold her by the waist.

"Maggie, Mags I-"

"Hey hey" she stopped me, placing her hands on my neck and looking into my eyes "Samar told me what happened, alright? I'm just here to see how you're holding up and to tell you that everything is fine"

I shook my head and pressed my forehead to one of the bars.

"This is not fine, none of this is fine"

Mag's hand lifted up to the side of my head.

"That's an awful bruise, what was that?"

"I'm sorry" she moved her hand down on my cheek, stroking it slowly.

"None of this is your fault Don. Out of all the people Kate could've gone after you weren't supposed to be one of them. But they're working on getting you out alright?"

I couldn't look at her, I was so ashamed, ashamed for being manipulated the way I was, for being weak.

"Hey, stop it" she said pulling my head up to look at her again, as if she knew what was going on in my head "none of this is your fault. You'll be cleared tomorrow, and hopefully we can laugh about this whole situation in the future"

When I heard the footsteps walking down the hall again, probably to retrieve Maggie, I held her hands and placed a kiss on her knuckles.

"I'll see you tomorrow, alright?" I nodded, kissing her hand one more time before she was led outside.

I felt terrible with myself, specially after Cooper told me I was under investigation and out of active duty. I was free to work with Julian, but I didn't wanted to have anything to do with anything. The whole situation left me nauseous, I hated everything and everyone. Reddington, Hitchin, Kaplan, Krilov, Gale, everyone. I felt like everyone was out to get us.

The next day, when I was released under investigation, I headed to Mag's work, she had to be at the construction site almost everyday, and I knew that's where I'd find her.

She'd been reached on the radio and made aware of my presence, after a few minutes I exited the car when I saw her make her way to me. I held her tight, feeling her body mold to mine.

"Told you everything was going to be fine" she assured, I sighed and pulled back, holding her by the neck and pulling her for a kiss.

"I'm sorry"

"Stop" she shook her head "stop being sorry, you have nothing to feel sorry for."

"I'm going to find a way to make everything alright"

"I know you will" she leaned in to kiss my lips again, and I moved my hand from her waist to her stomach. I'd never done that, but I'd seen her absentmindedly rub it when she was sitting in the sofa, or on the computer. "We're fine, and I need you to be fine as well. So do what you have to do"

I nodded, kissing her lips again and hugging her tight. I was going to do anything in my power to stop the indictment, Gale, whoever was fighting Reddington, everyone. For Mags, for the three of us.

I resumed my work with Julian, he was always in the morgue, always looking at the bodies, always trying to communicate with them.

I don't know how he'd gotten my address, but he had, and one night he showed up with three boxes of files for us to look up.

I was a little confused when I opened the door and found him standing on the other side, and immediately got worried because Mags was supposed to be back in an hour, and I couldn't afford her saying something she wasn't supposed to.

"Are you gonna stand there all day?" He asked, I opened the door further and grabbed one of the boxes he was holding, releasing some of the weight from him.

"Who gave you my address?" I asked, he walked in and I shut the door with my foot.

"The bureau, why? Are you hiding something?"

I motioned at him to keep walking, then set the boxes on the kitchen table.

"No, but I don't want people to be looking at these" I opened one of them I looked around, most of the files that were here were redacted by me. Most of them were from people we'd tried to get them to give up information about Reddington, we promised protection, and here's where they'd ended up, in a box, a file number, a casualty.

"Wow, wow" I lifted my eyes to Julian, who was holding a framed photo of Mags and I on our wedding "is this the missus?" He shot me a glance.

"Yes, that's her"

"Where did you get her from?" He placed the frame back down in the table and opened another one of the boxes.

"She's from Maryland, she moved here 5 years ago, that's when I met her" I explained a little.

"Does she know what you do?"

"She knows the necessary. And I would prefer it if she didn't came back from work and saw the kitchen table full of bodies"

He just chuckled and got to work. Most of the people in the ice rink I had accounted for, and we were able to set up a timeline. Julian had a few other bodies who were identified but he hadn't been able to get the files, all of them were names on the blacklist, I knew not being able to get the files would spark some suspicion in him.

We'd set up the victims in a timeline, and some of them dated years back, the John Does that he had the bodies but not the files dated from 2013, which is roughly the time when the Reddington taskforce was disband, and a new Reddington taskforce was created.

The front door opened and in came Maggie, phone in hand.

"Can you do me a favor and look up in the file the name of the person in charge of the project?" She left her things on the kitchen island and walked around it towards the fridge, she hadn't noticed us. "Oh my God that's my name! And because it is my name you are going to do exactly as I say, and if I say the walls need to be 5 inches thicker, then you will make them five inches thicker, and I don't care if you have to tear them down and redo them, you wouldn't have to if you'd followed my instructions in the first place."

Boy was she mad. I walked to her, she gave me an annoyed roll of her eyes when she saw me.

"And tell Gabriel this is the last time I'm working with him- no no no" she said quickly "I've had you scheduled for a month in advance, first he fucks up and delays the start, now he fucks up the measurements that I personally reminded him of five times. I'm one mental breakdown away from pulling your people out of the site and hiring someone new."

She handed me her water bottle, which I took and opened, she started angrily at it, then took it whilst listening to the other person talk.

"You're gonna stay after hours to fix up this fuck up, and next time you or Gabriel cross me... You don't want to see me mad" she threatened.

She hung up and gave me a chuckle.

"Was that too much? You think he bought it?" She gave the water a big gulp.

"I bought it" I leaned in to kiss her lips, then motioned at Julian, who had witnessed the whole charade. "Baby, this a friend from work, Julian Gale"

She turned wide eyes to him, placing a hand on her chest.

"Oh my God" she gave me a little look "Donald what the hell, I'm going full mafia on people with the police in the house?" She walked to Julian and extended her hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that" she said with a smile. Julian shook her hand "I'm Maggie"

"It's a pleasure, Donnie here is very hush hush about you, I'm pleasantly surprised"

She chuckled and moved her eyes to the table, quickly turning away.

"On my God baby, is that like, dead people? Ugh" she exaggeratedly shivered. "I'm sorry I'm too queasy, especially now" she moved her hand to touch her stomach.

"Oh, wow, you're multiplying already?"

She gave him a smile and looked at me.

"Yeah, Agent Ressler here can't keep his hands to himself" she kissed me on the cheek and patted my shoulder. "okay, I'm gonna go upstairs to yell at more people who think they know more than I do at my own job, and leave you guys to keep working" she motioned at Julian "it's been a pleasure."

She gave me one last look before taking her things and going upstairs.

We spent another two hours working on the files, but there was not much else we could do besides waiting for the remaining files Gale had requested. Those obviously will never reach him, the classification levels on them were too far from his reach. He politely declined Mag's offer to stay for dinner, and left shortly after that.

She'd moved her laptop back down to the table and was looking into the fridge for something to cook.

"Your acting is very impressive" I said to her, she gave me a little smile and closed the fridge, taking some ground beef with her.

"Do you think he bought the unaware wife role? The last thing we need is for him to know that I used to work for Reddington as well" I agreed.

I stopped to look at her cook, and tried to make a mental check of when was the last time I'd actually stopped to look at my wife.

She'd gotten a haircut, she thought I didn't noticed but I did, it was extremely subtle. She'd also gotten the finger tattoo she told me about ages ago, two little letters were now printed on her skin forever, D.R. She was using her reading glasses more often, since she was constantly on her phone or computer, and when she wasn't she was reading papers, prints. The most notorious change was her stomach, she barely had anything noticable for anyone who didn't spent that much time with her, but I'd grown to know every curve of her body, and the little one forming on her stomach, the one that signaled she was growing someone else inside of her, that was my close second favorite, the first one will always be her smile.

She'd busied herself with dinner, but when she had to stand still next to the stove, I led my hand to her stomach again. She looked down at my hand and then up at me with the biggest of smiles.

"You're showing a bit"

"Yeah?" She asked taking her shirt and pulling up "I don't know, I think it's too early."

"I would know, this wasn't here before" I placed my lips on her shoulder, watching her cook from over her shoulder.

"Your friend sound like trouble" she commented.

Yes, he was trouble. He was even more trouble when he ID'd Tanida. That gave him a direct jab at me, and I had to tell him everything, because in his head I was the only one involved in this Reddington thing, but the truth was that I was dragged into this.

I became a mess of a person when Mags called me that very day in lunch time, to tell me that Julian had intercepted her at lunch.

I'd run a program to encrypt the call, just in case Julian had tapped my line.

"Talk to me" I said as soon as the program finished.

"I'm having lunch at the cafe and he just sat down and began rambling like 'do you know what your husband is up to? He's into some serious shit, he might go to jail. If you tell me everything you know, if you testify I can protect you' bla bla bla."

"And what did you tell him?"

"I told him that I didn't know what you were up to, and if you were in trouble that you knew what you were doing and if you knew the risks, so did I. He also insinuated something about Raymond like he mentioned his name and were like 'do you know this guy' whatever, I told him to leave me alone or I would call the police and he left"

I was in my desk, sitting and listening to her, I gave her a tired sigh and rubbed my eyes.

"Is this happening like right now? The jail thing?"

"Yes, why do you think I'm so disturbed?"

"I thought this could take months, like most trials do" she excused herself. She sighed out loud "I'm like getting lightheaded, I don't need this right now"

"Hey hey hey" I tried to calm her down "take deep breaths okay, we're working on an angle for Reddington to help us with the indictment. Don't worry"

"Okay" she said quietly "when's the trial?"

"Aram was called tomorrow afternoon to testify to a grand jury, he's not going to give us up, I'll fix this"

"Okay" she repeated "I believe you" I sighed again, rubbing my forehead "we need a vacation after this" she said with a little nervous chuckle. I half smiled and nodded my head.

"Yeah, we do. I'll call you later okay?" I said when I saw Liz walk in the office "I love you"

"I love you too" she said, then hung up the call.

"It was Mags" I said throwing the phone on the desk "says Gale is going at her."

"We're on our way to talk to Dixon's brother, hopefully we can work this one out before tomorrow."

Luckily, we did, but I didn't expect it to be at the expenses of Reven Wright's case resolution. Knowing that I'd somehow failed her made me nauseous, Hitchin got to walk free, and so did we. What I had to give up, I gave it up because of Mags, and our family. I couldn't afford her going through me going to jail, and the both of us having to raise a child in those conditions.

Maggie had to delay telling her sister about her pregnancy for almost two weeks after we did the ultrasound. Between all the comings and goings of Red's problems, she'd had to reschedule dinner with her at least three times. When I arrived home after being in the clear from the grand jury, I saw her sister's car parked outside.

I opened the door to see her poke her head from the kitchen, then walked quickly to me.

"What happened?" She asked with a frown.

"We're good" she lifted her eyebrows at me.

"For real?" I hummed affirmatively and held her by the waist, kissing her lips quickly.

"Yeah, Reddington helped. Is your sister here?" I pulled her to the kitchen, walking as we spoke.

"Yeah, she just showed up,she got mad at me for postponing dinner so many times she just dropped on us, we were going to ask for pizza."

"Have you told her?" As soon as I walked to the kitchen, Madison was sitting in the kitchen table and heard me.

"Told her what?" She asked whilst she took a sip of her glass.

"Maggie's pregnant" I said. She instantly choked on her water, making Ethan next to her stiffle a laugh and pat her back.

"I knew that already" he said smugly

"No you didn't" Mags walked to her sister with a kitchen cloth. Madison rose up from her seat to hug her, and I assumed the tears on here eyes weren't just from the water she'd tried to drink.

Madison didn't leave Maggie's side during the dinner, she just looked at her and hugged her and reached out to touch her stomach. I just assumed it was her motherly instinct taking over, Madison had basically been Mag's mom, she's taken care of her, half raised her.

Once the dinner was over, Mags was upstairs undressing and changing into her pajama when I entered.

"So" she said looking at me "what happened? How did you fix it"

I sighed in a little annoyance and sat on the bed, getting changed as well.

"I had to give up Reven Wright."

"Give up who?" She asked.

I laid on the bed and waited for her to turn off the light and make her way to the bed.

"Reven Wright, Hitchin killed her, and I've been going through her reports to see if she'd slipped on something so I could charge her. She hired a fixer who cleaned the traces. He led us to her body, and I had the proof I wanted to charge Hitchin. I had to give it away if we wanted her to squash the grand jury investigation"

"Ow" she lamented, placing her hand on my chest "I'm sorry baby. But Reven knows you know the truth, I bet she's thankful you found her and were able to give her some peace."

She moved closer, my hand landed on the side of her thigh and pulled it over on my stomach, feeling her closer.

"So you're going back to work?"

"Yes, I have to go and retrieve my badge tomorrow. Still, I don't know what's gonna happen, Reddington is broke and powerless. It could take time and I want to do other things"

"What other things?" She inquired.

"Well, house hunting, we need a bigger house."

"We 100% do not need a bigger house"

"Yeah we do, where are you going to put the baby?"

"I'll move my office downstairs and get rid of the guest room"

"No, we're getting a bigger house."

"We're not"

We were.

[donaldresslerfanfic]

Time Managment.

Rating: M

Warnings: Strong Language, Sexual Content.

Word Count: 3444

Donald Ressler X OC Maggie Waters.

Chapter: Forty Nine

Chapter Index

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Ressler.

Things were moving too slow for my taste, and I couldn't imagine how this wait to get Agnes back was for Liz.

Tom and Liz had come many times to me asking for help, a lead, anything they could exploit, and Liz told me Red was a little resented and wasn't exactly sharing Intel on how to get to Kirk.

However, every time I came home, crossed the door of my home and walked to Mags, everything was sunshine and rainbows on her end.

After we had to wait from the attache team in London to look over Reddington's next guy, they dismissed me until the found anything.

I got home, going up the stairs and looking for Mags on her office, she spent a lot of time here.

She was talking on the phone, writing things in a big calendar she had on one of her walls. She scribbled something down and then turned the pages, placing her hand in the box that had a big red heart.

"I'll get back to you as soon as I have some news, thank you" she hung up and took a deep breath. Then she went to her desk and scribbled down some more things in her agenda.

"Do you like that guy?" I heard another voice. I didn't know she had company, the other person was sitting in the corner out of my view.

"I think he's alright, I mean, he's got good references"

"I'll have him as a plan B if you don't like it" the other person came into view, it was Gina. "And what about this girl for interior design?" She handed her a piece of paper.

"Mmm" she scanned it quickly "ohh, this firm in PA, top notch, see if you can get a reference" she handed her back the paper and finally looked at me. I gave her a smile while Gina looked at me as well

"Don hey" she walked to me and gave me a little hug "I heard the news, congrats! I have a perfect make up artist and a hairdresser, we're going to make Maggie look dreamy for your big day"

"Won't take much, she's already dreamy" I said looking at her, she gave me a little smile while her cheeks redened.

"Aw, anyway, I'll use the phone downstairs" Gina said while walking around me downstairs. I looked back at Mags again while walking inside.

"You're home early" she said giving her watch a quick look.

"What's Gina doing here?" I asked. I smiled when Maggie hopped on her desk with a smile

"So get this, the director found out about my wedding and he said he wanted me to set up a second team in my care so they can take over while I plan this" she clapped happy and looked down to grab her agenda "Gina and I have been at this for maybe an hour, going through resumes and calling people. I've been answering messages from my family. My aunt said she wants to gift me something from the wedding, either the cake or the souvenirs, I don't know which one yet. And look at these!" She said handing me an envelope.

I opened it and checked our names, written in the cards along as 'save the date!' with a little calendar marking our wedding day.

"This came out pretty" I said, pushing the card back in.

"They're beautiful" she said while taking it back. "I'll probably be sending these this week, and we have to go cake tasting and I'm taking next week off to do the bridesmaids dresses, I have to go check out mine, my shoes" she listed, then took a deep breath "it's a lot. But here"

She turned to a stack of envelopes she had behind her and separated a few from the bunch.

"Those are for the guys at the blacksite, Samar, Aram, Cooper and Liz hopefully with baby and all"

"We're closing in, we're not going to be after this guy for four months"

"I hope" Maggie said, she was still holding an extra card in her hands "can I like... Well, not ask but consult something with you? Because-"

Ah, I knew were this one was going.

"I know that you hate Raymond and that his your arch enemy and you guys have bad blood between eachother but... Can I?" She shook the card a little "invite him to our wedding?"

I gave her a little twist of lips because no, knowing what happens when he goes to weddings I want him as far as he can from mine.

"I know that you guys don't match but... He's been good to me and he used to know my dad so, I don't want to say like it'll be as if my dad was there but I thought that-" she quieted down, and I realized that this whole thing was also kind of painful to Mags.

Her dad, the person she loved most, wasn't going to be with her to walk her down the aisle, to have her first dance, to make a toast for us.

I saw her look down, with the envelope still on her hand. I guess I'm going to have to suck this one up.

"The girl said she's perfect with the-" I head Gina interrupt from behind us. Maggie cleared her throat and hoped off the table "sorry, is this a bad time?"

"No" Maggie dismissed "I was just giving Don the save the dates and waiting for you to return, I still need to check on a project"

I leaned in and grabbed the envelope from her hand.

"I'll deliver these, call me if you need anything" I said. Mags looked at the envelopes in my hand and gave me a little smile while she grabbed her purse from the chair.

"Thank you" she whispered at me while leaning in to give me a fast kiss on the lips.

I saw Gina turn on her heels and walk down, Maggie following her. As soon as I heard the clicking sound of heels from Gina going down the stairs, Mags turned around and pulled me in for another longer kiss, my hands quickly finding her waist and pulling her for a hug.

"Seriously, thank you" she whispered against my lips, her hand slowly moving from my neck to my cheek "and I'm sorry I'm putting you in a difficult position and that you don't want him near but he's actually a good friend"

"You two knock that off until your wedding night!" Gina yelled from downstairs. Maggie gave me a smirk and kissed my lips again.

She was gone for the rest of the day, and that gave me time to check the things I had to check on my end, and that included keeping in touch with Ramona constantly, I'd come to an arrangement with her about the payment for the bookings we needed to do, knowing that Mags wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of spending almost double of what she had in mind in just one night. But I was. Not only because I wanted to see her happy but because I was sitting on 7 years of bureau payment that I didn't wanted to spend anyway else.

Once back in the blacksite the next day, we finally had a lead about this guy that supposedly was working with Kirk. I saw my opportunity then to hand the team the save the dates.

"Can I steal you guys for a second?" I said looking at the team, then searched for the envelopes on my suit's inner pocket "even though the idea of an 'on the spot' wedding sounds really romantic, we're not going to drop an Elizabeth Keen and have our wedding the same day we let people know" I joked looking at Liz, then handed her one of the envelopes, then went around handing Samar, Aram and Cooper the remaining three "and even though it's highly inappropriate giving what you're going through Liz" I sympathize with her "things are moving fast and-"

"You're getting married?" She pitched in, looking at the card with a smile.

I ran my eyes through them, they were giving me an expectant and proud smile, and I matched them with my own.

"Yeah, I am" I said.

"Oh my God" she said while leaning in to give me a hug. Cooper gave me a proud smile and a pat on the shoulder while Samar also leaned in to hug me.

"I'm sorry to interrupt but" Aram said looking at his computer "one of our suspects? Local police found a body in a park that fits his description"

"Ressler, Navabi, get to the park, ID the body and if it us our suspect, I want to know who killed him"

Samar and I nodded and got on the move. As soon as the elevator doors closed I pulled out my phone.

"Mags told me to tell you that this weekend she's having the bridesmaids go out with her for the fittings of the dresses and such, and she wanted you to come"

"Flattered" she said while the elevator opened up. "I saw her after she came back from your vacation and I saw the ring but I didn't actually believe you'd asked her"

We climbed in the car and headed to the crime scene.

"Why wouldn't I? We're in love"

"Yes but... I know about your fiance, Audrey, and how she died. And I didn't think that after that you'd like to try again. Our line of work is a very lonely one."

"Only if you don't have someone to walk on your pace. If I have to stay all night searching for something she sets up the coffee machine in a timer for me to have coffee during the night, she wakes up at six to have breakfast with me even though her work is at 9 am, she even scrappes the blood of my shirts and if that isn't a keeper right there then I don't know what a keeper is"

"I didn't say it like that, I said it in the sense that people around us get hurt because of us"

"Yeah, well in this case, the threats aren't coming from me" I said parking the car and exiting, referring to her work with Reddington. He's been the only one putting her in danger when she was and now... Now that he was gone from her life I just hoped I had all my bases covered.

Turns out Tom Keen ended up being our inside man in the case, and we captured the blacklister before the day ended, not really knowing what Reddington's end game was.

When I walked into the house, I saw Mags pace back and forth talking on the phone, I walked to her and gave her one short kiss and let her continue.

"Oh well, that's a shame, I liked that one... No it's fine I can go browse for other kinds tomorrow..... I won't be going but if Don wants to he can be my guest, I'm deadly allergic to flowers.... Okay I'll let him know, thanks Ramona"

I heard the thud on the table as she dropped her phone and sat on the kitchen table with her laptop in front of her.

"What's wrong?" I said rolling up my sleeves.

"Just some... Hiccups" she said looking into the computer "her people didn't find the vase I wanted for the table decorations and she said she can have them be hand made but that's-"

"And why don't you have them be hand made?"

"I'd like to search for more" she dismissed me "and if I don't find another alternative I'll have them hand made. But that's not what I'm upset about. I went dress shopping with Gina and my childhood friend Sara who came from Rhode Island for a week to help me out with stuff, we went through five wedding fitting venues and didn't find the one that I liked, all of them told me that model isn't made anymore even though it hasn't been a year since it was released"

She tapped a few times in the pad to open up some folders.

"Here, you can look at it since I'm going to have to pick another one anyway" she turned the laptop to me. I could understand her anger, the dress was beautiful, and I didn't know a damn thing about dresses, I just knew she would've looked bomb in it.

"Are all going to be backless? I like that one, because I like your back a lot" I said running my hand on her spine, she let out the smallest smile "and why don't you have that one hand made?"

She snorted and rolled her eyes.

"First of all, no, absolutely not. Second of all, you already looked at it, so it's cursed now. Third, this is Vera Wang, anything that I can do hand made will never come close to the actual thing. The problem is" she tapped again in the screen opening up the browser and tipping fast "all backless dress are like this" she motioned at the screen and I could see the pattern "they're all skin tight and if I get one of these, I'll have to be in a diet for the rest of my life. Besides look at all these fucking chicks! they're models! I would never look like that in one of those dresses, it has to have layers upon layers of tulle"

"Well" I said shutting the laptop down and looking at her "I've seen you with skin tight dresses and you are fucking hot Margaret"

She scrunched her nose and then gave me a chuckle

"Ew, why do you call me that?" She said opening the laptop again. I stood up and walked to the fridge.

"Because you make me mad when you say you're not hot. That you don't look like a model just because your thighs touch an inch in the center?"

"Okay, you like my body, I get it. It doesn't mean I'll look good in this dress"

I walked back to her with a bottle of water and extended my hand to her.

"I'll bet you a thousand dollars you would" she gave me a smirk and slapped my hand away. "I mean it" I said pulling my hand back to her "when you go dress hunting you try one of those on and I guarantee you'll end up picking it"

"So you know me better than what I know myself?" I grabbed her by the jaw and pulled her head up while I leaned in to kiss her shortly.

"I'm saying I know that you'll love how you'll look in that dress when you try it out"

"But if I do, then you'll know when I give you the money of the bet"

"You can hold of to it until the big night" she smirked and I leaned to kiss her lips again. Maggie stood up from her seat, her lips never leaving mine. I rounded her waist and pulled her in. She finished the kiss and leaned her head on my chest.

"Things aren't going without a hitch like I would want them to, and even then just talking to you for five seconds calms me down, and I realize everything is fixable"

"Everything is, specially if you have me"

"Okay fairy godmother" she said with a chuckle, then looked back up to kiss me again.

She leaned back just a bit, pulling out her hand, I smirked and shooked it.

"Even if you win you'll have to use the money for our honeymoon, so it's a win-win"

"And if I don't, you'll still have to use that money for our honeymoon, so yes, it is a win-win" I took her hand up to my lips and kissed her knuckles "so, what do I need to check out?" I said, sitting back on the kitchen chair and pulling Maggie to sit on my lap.

"Flower arrangements, mainly he floral settings on the tables, the arch outside and I want my nieces to wear a flower crown, so you'll have to get a info about those, and make sure the bouquet I'm holding isn't actual flowers, if not you'll have to rush me to the ER with a throat closed and the closest ER is 2 miles away minimum, I could die"

I snorted and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, moving her aside to stand up.

"Do the save the dates have a plus one? I think Aram's got a new girlfriend"

She gasped and clapped happy.

"Yes! And also, boo, I thought I could finally hook him up with Samar in our party."

I chuckled while I headed upstairs to get out of my shirt and into a more comfortable one. When I walked down again, Maggie was looking in her computer for new vases for the table decorations.

"Can you look her up?"

"Who?" She said not taking her eyes off the screen.

"Aram's girlfriend. I think her name's Elise, heard them speaking on the phone."

"On it" she said opening another tab. "Wait, I'll be right back" she said speeding off upstairs. I opened the fridge while at it and found some leftover chicken parmesan, so I threw it in the oven. I heard Mags walk back to the kitchen. Then she cleared her throat.

I laughed when I saw her fastening an FBI cap on her head.

"Where'd you get that from?" I said turning the oven on and setting a timer.

"I stole it when I went to your office"

I chuckled again sitting next to her. I couldn't believe this woman.

"So, here she is, Elise and Aram in a date to a karaoke bar. We've never been to a karaoke bar" she said clicking on a photo and opening up wider.

"She's hot" I said waiting to see Maggie's reaction.

"I like her hair, it matches her skin color, kinda tan, I wish I had that color on me" she said looking on her arm. The sun tan she'd gotten in Maui was long gone.

"I said she was hot" I repeated.

"Yeah, I heard, she is." She confirmed, looking at another photo. "Want to dump me and steal Aram's girlfriend? Fine by me Ressler I'll call her to tell her how you like your meat cooked, that is assuming she knows how to cook, and by the looks of it she doesn't" she said showing me another photo from her Instagram where she was showcasing a batch of cupcakes a wouldn't eat even if I loved her too much.

I knew she wasn't mad, she was just taunting me because she knew I couldn't live one day without her.

"Don't call me Ressler" I said leaning in and stealing a kiss from her while standing back up and walking to check the oven.

"Payback, you called me Margaret"

As I took out the chicken and checked if it was done, I heard a gasp from Mags and she quickly walked to me, showing me the picture of a flower vase that had dangling stings of pearls on the sides.

"That's pretty" I said.

"They're beautiful! I don't know how I hadn't seen this before" she said looking at the screen again and placing it on the island.

"Order it" I pulled my wallet out and handed it to her, she quickly took it and searched for one of my credit cards.

I saw her stop and look at a little picture I had on the transparent pocket of the wallet. It was, of course, a picture of her. Big smile, shining eyes, just like I loved her like.

"You should take it off, get one of Elise" she said with a little smirk and a wink while taking the laptop back to the table.

I smiled and left the tray on top of the oven, quickly walking to Mags and holding her by the waist when she put the computer down.

"Are you jealous?" I said in her ear, leading my lips to her neck.

"Isn't that what you wanted? To make me jealous?" She turned around on my arms and I pulled her legs up to sit her down on the table.

I kissed her, moving my lips heavily over hers, then I grunted in frustration and pulled back a little.

"God I love you" I said, she smiled and grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me back to kiss her lips again.