Nightmares

A\N: I'm just letting my fingers do the typing for me. I have recently completed Putting the pieces back together and Somewhere to call a real home. I have made some changes which will be explored in this. Enjoy this fluffy oneshot, Angels. 

Even a year after it happened, after Reddington and Ressler saved her from her death at the hands of The Stewmaker, she dreams that they were too late, that she died in that chemical bath, the chemicals burning her skin from her bones and dissolving her body. 

She can still smell the chemicals in the air, on her clothes, in her hair, they're everywhere, they cling to her. She hears the bubbling of the chemical bath that The Stewmaker will put her in to make her body literally disappear without a trace. 

Her team will be left to bury an empty casket, her fiancee will be left to wonder if she suffered in this chemical bath, and never get the answer.

She's wheeled over to the bath, the bubbles and chemicals burn her nose as she's picked up. She tries to fight with him but she's so weak that each movement sends knife-like pain through her, she's dropped into the bubbling red bath. 

The pain is immediate. 

She can feel the chemicals peeling the skin from her bones, melting her bones, her entire body. She screams. 

"R... RESSLER!" She screams, she wants her partner to save her. She wants her fiancee to rescue her like he always does. It burns her. 

"Don, p... please... save m... me." She says before she feels herself dying, the image of her fiancee  in the forefront of her mind as she screams one last time. 

Liz wakes up gasping. 

"Liz, it's okay, wake up." Someone is telling her as they lay a hand on her shoulder. She stifles a scream as the voice of her fiancee reaches her ears. 

"God, Don," she says as she throws herself into his arms. "I was back with The Stewmaker and this time you didn't find me, you were too late. I felt every minute of my death, and I was so scared. The chemicals burned my body. You couldn't save me, you were too late." She sobs into his shoulder. Ressler rubs her back soothingly. 

"I did, babe. It was a nightmare. You're safe. I did save you." Ressler reassures her, she only breathes in his comforting scent. 

A\N: This is a short Keenler one because I can't be arsed with this one anymore, I know the ending is crappy but it is what it is. Enjoy, Angels.