
This is a story of Spencer Reid and Veronica "Jamie" James. This is all about their romance they have for each other. But is she keeping secrest from the team? Rated M for a reason. No J.J., or Emily in this. Reid/OC and Morgan/OC. Sequel in the works
Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - D. Morgan & S. Reid - Chapters: 16 - Words: 21,858 - Reviews: 41 - Favs: 22 - Follows: 19 - Updated: 02-11-11 - Published: 07-27-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6180956
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Chapter 16
Jamie's POV
After talking with Nicci, I felt depressed. I hate when I get into my "doom and gloom" side. I haven't done this since when the baby died. I felt like shit after that. I try to relax and play some music. I shuffled my playlist, and it began playing "What's Left of Me" by Nick Lachey. I started making a chicken and rice dinner for one, which turned into enough for two. It made me even more depressed. Then I knew, I can't live my life without him. Without Spencer, I had no life at all. Then my iPod started to play "Teardrops on My Guitar" by Taylor Swift. I decided to let the rice cook. I went into the living room, laid on the couch, and curled up and started crying.
Reid's POV
I wanted to apologize to her, for being a jerk. But I knew I should just leave her alone. I didn't want her to hate me. Then I remembered a song that we had listened to, and I knew what to do. I was going to get her back. I grabbed an old stereo, and a CD, and drove back to her apartment. I put the CD in, and waited outside. Then turned up the volume loud, and waited.
Jamie's POV
I heard music playing outside. I knew the tune. It was "Come Back to Me" by Trading Yesterday. I looked out my window, and saw Spencer outside, with a stereo. How did he know that song?
"Spencer," I called out as I went on to my balcony. "What are you doing down there?"
"I'm trying to apologize," he replied. "I knew you liked this song, so I wanted to play it. To ask for your forgiveness?
"If I hold out my handwould I change where you're standing now?Just come back to me."Leave all you've foundthat's keeping your heart on the groundjust come back to me."So afraid for love to come around your heart againwhen it's the only thing you needjust come back to me."Calling out your namewishing you could do the samejust come back to me.
"Whatever it takesI will wait until my dying dayjust come back to me."So afraid for love to come around your heart againwhen it's the only thing you needjust come back to me."This is my only hopethat the love that will not let me gowill find its way back into your lifeso I will not close my eyesuntil I see you by my sideloving me tonight."If I hold out my handwould it change where you're standing now?Just come back to me."
I couldn't hold back my tears. I was so happy, then the lady downstairs yelled, "Turn that damn racket off!"
"Give me a minute," I said to him as he turned the music off. "I'll be down soon."
I slipped on my fur lined moccasins, and my windbreaker. Then I literally ran into him. This time, I fell on my butt. Smooth Jamie, I said to myself. I looked up, and saw an outstretched hand. I looked up and saw Spencer. I grabbed his hand and began to rise from the ground.
"Jamie," he said softly. "Are you okay?"
I cut him off as I kissed him passionately. Then I pulled away, "I shouldn't have said what I did."
"What happened before we landed?" he asked.
"I tried to call you," I explained. "But you didn't hear me. I thought you were mad at me." I could feel tears falling again. "Spence, I'm so sorry."
He wiped the tears from my eyes, and caressed my cheeks. "It's okay, I didn't hear you call me. I just wanted to know if you were okay."
"I feel a lot better, now that you're here," I said with a smile, as I kissed him again. This lasted for a moment, then I pulled away. "Do you want to come inside?"
"Yes," he said. "I think I'd like that."
(Okay, thanks for reading my story. But never fear my fine furry friends, this isn't the end for Jamie and Reid. It's just the beginning. I will hopefully have the sequel up soon. But stay tuned for the next story. Thanks go out to everyone who have reviewed, favorited, and story alerted. You guys make me feel like a great author.)
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