The Architect. [The Blacklist. Donald Ressler X Oc]

Berlin.

Maggie.

The door pounded heavily for the second time, I was in the middle of getting dressed the first time it happened, so I had to hurry. The second time I was pulling down my shirt over my head, my hair still wet.

"I'm coming!" I yelled and slipped my sandals.

As soon as I crossed the doorframe of my bedroom the door pounded again.

"Can you calm down whoever it is?" I said annoyed, I opened the door a little bit to have it pushed all the way by Dembe, he closed it behind him "the hell is your problem?"

"You need to hide. I'm here to take you to safe house"

Before he grabbed me by the arm I took a step back.

"Slow down, I have a panic room here, why am I in danger?"

"Agent Malik is dead" he turned  me around and pushed me further into the house, I walked to my panic room.

I had to sacrifice the hot tub in the bathroom and a little bit of closet space but I managed to cram a 4 feet panic room, it had surveillance camera feed I had installed around the house, food and water to last me up until a week. Unfortunately it was connected to the electricity of the house so if it got cut up I'll loose power inside.

"Raymond was taken by the FBI, still don't know what the threat is" he moved to my nightstand while I untangled my wet hair, he took my phone and charger and looked at me.

"Everyone in the task force is in danger, Raymond doesn't want any more casualties"

I just nodded and walked to my closet, I moved the clothes aside and pushed up the back panel, then slide it to the side.

Before I got in Dembe handed me my phone and charger, then a gun.

"You are capable of taking care of yourself, I've taught you stuff, use it"

This time I nodded nervously. Yes, despite Donald's dismissiveness to help me get a gun, Dembe had taught me how to fire them, how it was composed, how to clean it, he taught me self defense moves and the likes. I felt prepared to take someone down, just not to take someone's life, I silently hoped it didn't come to that.

"Only come out for Raymond, Agent Ressler or me. Trust no-one." I nodded again and after giving him a look to be careful I shimmied into my panic room and moved the flap to cover it again.

I had only been here once, the time I tried it to see how it felt, it was a little crammed, I only had a comfy chair to sit in, the keyboard and mouse I could lay on my lap.

I watched from the feed as Dembe exited the apartment. Then I just waited.

It was several hours later that I got a call from Donald.

"Donald what the hell" I said when I picked up.

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm hiding"

"Are you in danger or hurt?"

"No. Dembe came and told me to hide. What is going on?"