Keenler

Chapter 3

I have been driving for a while, and I am thinking, what if I told him the day I figured out, I know he wouldn't have let me go, but I think somethings would have differed, but it is too late now, there is no going back. What happened isbin the past, right now I have to focus on the presen.

I finally find myself on our front door, his car isn't here yet, so I get out and head into our room. Most of my clothes are still in boxes, since we just moved in, I just grab one of the suit cases and start putting my stuff in it. By the time I am done, I hear his car park, and the engine turns off.

"Liz can we talk?" he yells from down stairs, he must have known I am here from my car, I drag the bag behind me down the stairs and tell him "there's nothing to talk about".

As I am opening the door he grabs my arm but I slap his hand away, and I leave slamming the door behind me.

My phone rings, and thank God it's not Donald, but it's Reddington.

"Yes? " I answer harshly into the phone, "I was just guessing you were looking for a place to stay the night" he says.

"yeah". I answer
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Donald's POV

It has been half an hour since Liz left, and I haven't dared enter our room, imagining what kind of mess she has started in there, but I begin to loose patience, so I stand up and head to the room.

The room is as perfect as we left it this morning, but her stuff are gone, and on the night stand close to her side is our wedding ring, I didn't think things have escalated this far, I try her phone but she doesn't answer, and I end up sleeping on the couch, it feels like it felt a couple of weeks ago when she was on the run, and I was haunting her.

The next morning I arrive at the post office to see her standing with Aram, Samar, and Cooper.

"Now that Ressler is here, can you tell us what's happening Keen?" asks Assistant Director Cooper.

"I have heard some of this task force's agents' opinions about me, and a part of me agrees with them, but what I don't agree on is being, and I quote, 'an ex-terrorist who is an FBI consultant because of Raymond Reddington'" answers Liz, looking at me from the side of her eye.

" Who said that? "

" It doesn't matter sir, what matters is that as long as people think of me as a terrorist, I can't be working with this task force"she says as she places her access badge on the table in front of Aram, the she leaves us all stunned to stop her.

I snap out of my shock as the elevator door closes, and I press it again so I can follow her.

When I arrive upstairs she is leaving the building, I shout out to her but a voice louder than mine obsecures my call, her scream, as she falls to the ground, hitting the gravel like a dead, lifeless body, that cannot be right, I just got her back, I can't loose her again.

I run to her, not caring about what made her fall, then I see it, a puddle of blood spreads underneath her as she lies, barely breathing, and she holds out a hand to me, I take it, and crouch near her, trying to hold my tears, but I can feel a hot line cutting through my cheek ,

"Call an ambulance" I scream

"Hold on Lizzie, don't leave me alone, please, I am so sorry about what I said, hold on, please"now I am almost whispering that only she can hear me.

She says with a breathless voice dripping pain "I love you"

She closes her eyes, a tear sliding across her cheek, and I hold her in my hands half hugging half shaking her, begging her to wake up, squeezing her hand, thinking if I do it hard enough she will wake up, probably shout at me for calling her a terrorist, which I regretted the moment the words came out, but I don't care, she can yell as much as she want, all I want now is to hear her voice. The ambulance arrives, TC, Drew, and another woman get out from it, they load her onto a gurney and carry her into the ambulance, and before I can say a word, they drive away.

I look at my hands, they are all soaked in blood, my wife's blood,I don't realize Samar is there until she crouches in front of my, holds my shoulders in her hands, and offeres to drive me to the hospital, I nod and she leads me into her car.

It seems to take ages from the post office to the hospital, and when we get out of the car, I run in, and I stand on the front desk and ask for her, then I hear his voice from behind me
"Ressler"

I turn around to see that it is Drew, he is looking at the floor, I can see his eyes are red, I raise my eyebrows, asking a question I already know the answer to,but I am too afraid to admit, he shakes his head, verifying my theories, striking me like a lightning bolt.

I fall to my knees, more tears are filling my eyes, and then a couple of stray ones crawl across my face, falling to my bloody hands, now Samar is sitting next to my on the floor, and she does nothing but give me a hug, it is nothing compared to Liz's hug, I would trade all my world for one more chance with her, one more chance to say I'm sorry, to say I love you, to hug her, to feel the warmth of her skin against mine, to hear it one more time from her, "I love you".

Aram has arrived by now, he and Samar support me to a room, where I wash my hands, watching her blood go down the drain, then I sit on a chair and put my face into my hands, I go back to our wedding day, the simple party, where we only invited a few friends and celebrated afterwards, I remember her voice saying "I do", her eyes looking at me as I did, I remember every detail of her face, every last one of them.
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During the funeral, Aram and Cooper say a word, but I am too destroyed to talk, because when I start, no one will be able to stop me or my tears from talking about Elizabeth, everyone leaves, and I stay, I mean what is the point from going back home when I know she won't be coming, there are just too many memories in that house, I never imagined such a little space could carry a million memories and a million more.

I don't know if I would be able to to work at the post office where she used to work now that she is not there, even when she was a fugitive, there was a chance that she could be cleared, and back working with us in no time, but now there is no hope, every thing is gone with her, hope, love, my entire life .

I take her wedding ring out of my pocket, and I put it on her grave, then I cover it with dirt so it would be there with her forever. And I leave her, alone, in the cold of the night, in the darkness of the grave, but unwillingly, all I wanna do is stay here with her. FOREVER.

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Author's note:


Please forgive me for breaking your hearts, and please read the next chapter, ther are some things you'll want to find out.

This Chapter puts me in tears every time I read it. 😭😭

And plz comment your thoughts about what Elizabeth was hiding from Ressler, and tell me weather you like the story or not.