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

Making it.

Maggie.

'Good morning! I'll have to skip breakfast today, everything is a little hectic here. Call you when I have a spare second'

I locked my phone after reading the message Don sent me and set the pot to brew. Then I moved to the TV stand to turn it on. While checking for the water I put on the news broadcast.

Whatever thing about the weather was going on and I spaced out thinking about these last two weeks.

Donald had been good, unfortunately he told me he had basically been kidnapped and had been sedated during an assignment, I was a little worried he might relapse but he assured me his addiction wasn't going to be a problem. I believed him.

He began acting different, he sent me a text every morning wishing me a good day which warmed my heart a little, he called to check up on me. I was really surprised when he sent me a picture of a really nice restaurant and told me he had gotten a reservation for us Friday night.

I freaked out and called my sister to tell her, she thought it was a date, i thought so too, but he hadn't call it a date. I just let myself day dream about it and began to look for a nice dress to wear, it was a really fancy restaurant after all.

I was instantly bummed out when I focused my eyes back on the TV.

"We reiterate the main headline of today. The capture of FBI's Most Wanted Raymond Reddington took place earlier today. Reddington has been on the most wanted list for 25 years."

My phone vibrated and I looked at the steaming pot. I picked up and went to turn off the stove.

"I take it that wasn't you" I said when I answered.

"No, it wasn't the FBI. But he's not stupid enough to let himself get captured. I have to call some people to see where they've taken him and order his liberation, he's an FBI asset."

"So, we're gonna have to skip tomorrow huh?" I said a little sad

"What? No, Maggie we're going. I'll make it, have everything settled in two days"

"If you have to work on this then I get it" I excused

"No, we're going" he said determined.

The phone dinged again and I pulled back to see the new incoming call.

"Shit, it's my sister. Call me back later" he said sure and I hung up.

I was on high alter because my sister was going to give birth anyday now.

"What's wrong are you having it?" I asked hurriedly