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

It's over?

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.