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Rating: M
Word Count: 3160
Donald Ressler X OC Maggie Waters.
Chapter: Seventy-Six
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Ressler.
I locked the bathroom door behind me and opened the faucet, splashing water on my face.
I felt hot and cold at the same time, I felt like I was about to faint. It was amazing how much a phrase had fucked me up, today of all days.
"Samar and I are leaving" Aram said pulling me to the side "I got a message from the hospital, they said Liz woke up"
Liz woke up, and I didn't know if I should be happy or a little sad. My job now was the perfect clash between two worlds, between me being able to still do my job as an agent, and not having to put my family aside for a case, no surprise trips, no people constantly wanting to kill my partners, not the occasional overwhelming sensation of putting everyone I loved in danger.
I dried my face with a towel and took a deep breath before opening the door again and exiting the bathroom. I walked back out, taking the paper plates I intended to reach to Maggie before I got the news, then walked out to the back yard.
Maggie was standing next to the table with the cake, talking with one of her aunt's who'd come from Maryland to Alma's first birthday. Surprisingly enough Maggie hadn't gone all out for Alma's birthday, saying that the kid wasn't going to remember it. She just made a good cake, and since it was the dead of summer we made a huge outside BBQ party for her, pool included for the kids and everyone who wanted to take a shot at it.
I placed the plates next to her on the take, she looked at them and took one, looking to start serving the cake, we'd already done the happy birthday thing and Alma had already messed her and Maggie's cute dresses with cake frosting.
Everything had been just fine, I had been excited for the birthday, excited to see my girl all grown up, she was more like a little girl each passing day, she just babbled and said made up words in her own language. I was trying so hard for her first word to be Mom and not Dad, I didn't know why but I felt like Mags deserved it more than I did.
I was like a robot the rest of Alma's party, dragged things from one place to the other, quietly helped clean up the table, every time someone asked me a question I answered shortly, I was so mind boggled with this whole thing.
I mean, what was going to happen now? Was Liz going to be ok to operate? Was she going to want to keep operating? Just the thought of someone telling her that it had been a little over 10 months and that her husband was now dead made me sick to my stomach.
I don't know exactly when, but at some point there was no one else at the house, night time was falling upon us, and I was absorbed into my own thoughts, cleaning a tray that I was sure was already cleaned, but I needed to be doing something.
"We lost your there" I heard Maggie say next to me, I gave her a quick look and continued.
"I was here" I tried to answer nonchalantly.
"Yeah, and then we sang Happy birthday and you like, shut down, what happened?"
I have her a quick twist of my lips, as if I didn't know what she was talking about.
"Hey" she said leaning in and shutting down the stream of water, I looked at her and put the tray aside to dry. "What happened?"
I looked back and took a quick step to the kitchen stool, sitting on it heavily.
"Aram got a call, Liz woke up" she walked a short step to me, her arms crossed at her chest.
"Well, that's great news"
"Are they?" I said a little too defensively "is she going to be the same? Is anything going to be the same? Are we going to go back to work? And what if Liz doesn't want to go back to work?"
"Wow, okay" she interrupted me, placing both hands on my shoulders. She had a little smile, like I was overreacting, but I felt my chest swell up again and I took a deep breath, trying to release some pressure. "Are you going to the hospital?"
"No" I said instantly "what for? They're not going to tell me anything and besides, it's my daughter's birthday"
"She's not going to know that you left for an hour"
"I'll know"
She tried to hide a little chuckle, cupping my cheek and placing her other hand on my neck.
"I understand that these news have shaken you up as bit, tomorrow you'll see things more clearly, why don't you head to rest?"
I shook my head instantly, standing up from the stool.
"No, I'm too anxious for that, where's Alma?"
"Alma?" Maggie called out, we heard rustling of clothes and paper from the living room. "Where are you?" She asked again, walking to the living room, I walked behind her, finding Alma crawling on the floor. "There you are" she looked up and gave us a quick look, resuming her shuffling to where we were, she grabbed onto Maggie's leg and pulled herself up, Mags caught her halfway and pulled her on her arms, fixing her dress. "Can you believe it's been a year already?" She asked me quietly.
"Mm, how about we go out and get some ice cream? Mm? Alma?" She gave me a look, fully comprehending what ice cream meant, then she smiled. "Okay, let's get in the car" I said patting my pockets, feeling my keys and my wallet, I only needed my phone. Before I turned to to kitchen to look for it, Maggie handed me Alma.
"Take her for ice cream, then go to the hospital"
"I-"
"Yes, go to the hospital or you're sleeping in the guest room, I'm not going to have you roll around in bed all night" I was about to say something again, but she tilted her head, making me stop.
"Fine" I said giving up "say bye to your mom" I said to Alma, she looked at Mags, then lifted her hand, waving it goodbye. I smiled at her and have her a kiss on the temple.
I did took Alma for ice cream because I knew even though she couldn't talk, she was fully aware of what we were doing, and that ice cream was a thing that was happening soon. I had her sat on a high chair, and since she knew how to eat, she didn't need my help with anything.
"Is it good?" I asked, she just gave me a look, then nodded. I was never going to stop being amazed at how big she was, how far away she was from that little thing I held a year ago, how her big greens weren't even open at this time last year.
I searched from my phone on my pocket, realizing just now that I hadn't picket it up at the house. I wasn't going to go to the hospital, and I was planning on calling Aram whilst I was here.
I let out an angry sigh, knowing that this wasn't going to let me sleep at night, Alma looked at me, giving me a confused look.
"What do you think I should do? If I go to the hospital it's not like they're going to tell me anything, they'll probably tell me that it's too soon to know, they have to run some tests, that time would tell, and what I Liz doesn't want to work anymore, and what's worse, what if she can't? What if her injuries are so..." I sighed, leaning in to clean Alma's chin with her bib.
"Let's just go home" I said, lifting Alma from the high chair. She gave me whine when I took the empty cup and threw it, and I knew she was about to start crying, partly because she must've been tired as well, she had been up all day.
It didn't surprise me when I looked at the rearview mirror and saw her fast asleep in the back seat. I thought for a second that the sugar was going to keep her up, but getting her in the car to make her sleep still worked like a dream.
I parked the car in the garage, and after I tried my hardest not to wake up the kid as I took off her clothes and placed her on the bed, I headed to the bedroom. Weirdly enough Maggie wasn't in bed. It didn't take me long to find her. She was finishing up having some dinner in the kitchen island.
"Mmm" she said after seeing me, chewing and covering her mouth with her hand "can you believe I ate nothing during the birthday?"
I stood at the other side of the counter, one look was needed for her to figure out that I hadn't gone to the hospital, making her give me mix of a scolding and comprehensive look.
"I was going to call Aram to ask if he knew anything"
"Calling is not the same as actually going, and assessing everything for yourself "
"I'm fine" I said after a few seconds of silence "going out for a few minutes was helpful"
She walked towards the door of the kitchen, I followed suit towards the bedroom.
"That and the plus of talking to someone who doesn't talk back"
"Enjoy it while it lasts" she opened the door of Alma's bedroom quietly when we walked past it, giving the little one a look and checking if she wasn't awake. There had been a few times when I had walked in and saw her standing in the crib, holding herself up by grabbing onto the bars.
When she was satisfied we reached the bedroom and smiled at her when she began to bat her hands on her face.
"Oh my God I don't want to cry" I heard her whisper, she turned to me with a little smile "you know when you two left I like, uploaded a few pictures of the birthday and stuff and in my memories it showed up pictures of her when she was just born and I started crying in the couch because..." She fell quiet, shaking her head a little, I walked a little step to her and held her by the shoulders. "I sometimes still can't believe that this is my life. And I know that you're fucked up over Liz and her whole thing and I know that keeps you awake at night sometimes but..."
I gave her a smile, rubbing her shoulders as she smiled.
"You have the right to brag about us, and to be proud of what you have" she nodded at me, then leaned in for a short kiss.
"I'm going to bed I'm..." She let out a tired puff or air whilst turning to the bed. "exhausted, I should've asked for that day off tomorrow"
I followed suit, and did managed to get some sleep after maybe two hours of being wide awake.
I'd completely forgotten about my phone when I came home one more time, and I ended up waking up when Maggie's alarm rung. I had a whole routine that started maybe two hours before Mags woke up. Usually at this time I would be on my way back from my run and hopped into a quick shower. Now I was waking up when Maggie was. She yawned after she shut down the alarm, giving me a confused look when I jumped out of bed.
"What are you doing here?" She asked, groggily sitting on the bed.
"My alarm didn't rang because I didn't get my phone last night" I said exiting the bedroom quickly.
I felt so unhinged right now, like nothing was going my way.
I must've been looking for my phone for half and hour, trying to make memory on where'd put it last, I didn't find it, and I was weird to see Mags all cleaned up and ready to go, placing Alma in the baby chair near the island.
"I could call your phone if you didn't have it on silence"
The landline rung, and Maggie picked it up whilst I checked under the couch.
"You know when I was young I had my friend's mom's to look up as examples for what a mother was, and they always did this thing where, say, something went missing and they were like "I bet when I look for it I'll find it", and it's like a superpower I think I need to start like developing" she motioned at the hall with her hand "so why don't you go and take a shower and I'll look for your phone, because Jim is coming to pick you up right now"
I assume that James, my current partner, had called me to tell me he was coming to pick me up and head to do what we did, ground work for maybe start a case or maybe some follow up on another.
I gave up and headed to take a shower. I don't want to think that all of this could've been avoided if I'd just gone to the hospital, I didn't believe in butterfly effects.
When I walked out all dressed up and feeling a little bit more collected I could hear the both of them talking, more than likely about me, from the hallway.
"I think I would've done the same. And I obviously don't know Ressler as much as you do, but I wouldn't go either, if I'm not getting a definitive answer then what's the point? I think it's a guy thing"
Even not looking at her right now I could see her eyes roll.
"But if he's-" James stopped talking when I walked in, giving me a little look as he drank some coffee.
"Found it" Maggie said proudly pointing at my phone "it was outside, baking in the heat, and it's out of battery"
I gave Maggie a thankful nod, then looked at James.
"I assume I have a few missed calls from you"
"2 maybe. We're not to far out, that's why I came to pick you up"
I nodded leaning in to kiss Maggie shortly.
James and I were walking down the path of my house towards the car when he stopped and turned to face me.
"Hey Ressler, i-"
"I'm fine" I interrupted.
He dodged my gaze for a second, then gave me a little smile.
"We've got a search warrant, and a location on Blanco, we're heading there now, and I'm talking full Kevlar, SWAT team... And I can't trust you if your head is not 100 percent on this"
"I am, you don't have to worry about me, I can compartmentalize"
I liked James as a partner, he reminded me of myself when I first got the Reddington case, I was always focused, determined, relentless, although sometimes I did think that he was an adrenaline junkie, and the fact that he didn't have a family always made me think like he could one day take a risk that was too big for his own good. But like me, he had been in a classified taskforce before and he wasn't allowed to talk about it, which put me in the position of not having to talk about mine. We were good together, and I'd almost forgotten what it was like to partner up with another man. The two women I'd partnered with were both fierce, I wasn't going to deny that, but working with another man was different.
Over the course of that day, between smoke grenades, raids, and maybe one too many bullets hitting me on my bulletproof jacket, I made my way to the hospital after I finished with my day.
The last time I went to see Liz it was maybe six months ago, and to me time hadn't passed by fast, but looking at Liz now, it felt like 10 years had suddenly piled on her. She was much skinnier, she had big black bags under her eyes, her gaze was lost, I couldn't imagine what was going through her head.
I talked to the doctors before going in, they'd told me that besides the muscular atrophy from being bedridden for ten months was the only thing to be worried about, Liz would be like new after a few months of rehabilitation. She didn't have any memory loss, but she was prone to suffer from some sort of depression or PTSD, which was understandable.
Liz's eyes darted to me when I opened the door, she gave me the weakest smile she could, I reciprocated, walking slowly to her.
"I'm not going to ask any obvious questions, I just wanted to see you, let you know that I'm here for anything you need"
I sat uncomfortably in the chair next to her.
"I wish that I could say-"
"You don't have to say anything" she said with a weak and scruffy voice.
I gave her a sad smile, then leaned in to place my hand on her shoulder, rubbing it supportingly.
"How's your daughter?" She asked. I was a little taken a back, I mean, I doubted she cared, but at the same time I must've guessed that she would talk about anything in the world other than the events that had happened, she probably hadn't processed anything in the time she'd been awake.
"She's fine, she turned one yesterday" I answered rapidly, realizing I'd spent maybe too much time quiet. "Want to see a photo?" I pulled my phone out of my inner pocket and pressed a few icons on the screen, producing the latest photos I had of Alma. As I showed her one and was about to scroll to the next one, my phone vibrated in my hand. I looked at James' number flashing in the screen, then gave Liz an apologetic look.
"Ressler" I answered turning away a little.
I could barely hear James' voice over the police sirens and car horns.
"The transportation team got ambushed, the three we caught today are at large, we need everyone searching, the first hour is important"
"Yeah" I said standing up, I gave Liz a look, she just gave me a little smile and waved me, I gave her a nod and walked rapidly out of the hospital.
If anything, going to see Liz hadn't brought me as much comfort as I thought it would. I felt as if I needed to work things out for her, give her answers, but the only one who had them was Reddington, and sure has hell wasn't going to give them to me.
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