Hey guys, so this is the sequel to The Life Of Stella Reid. It's set two years later so Stella is seventeen and Henry is eighteen. I really hope you enjoy this chapter and this story. The whole story will revolve around life at the BAU. Enjoy&Review ;)

Chapter 1: Bad beginnings.

"Clear." I heard Hotch say in his mic. Morgan gestured for me to scurry forward towards the next corner. We were currently in Atlanta, trying to hunt down a killer who went by the name of The Sandman. It was a horrific case. Victims were found with their eyes gauged out. After doing hours and hours of profiling, we narrowed it down to one suspect. James Young, an optician who grew up believing the disturbing myth of the Sandman. At the moment we were in this sicko's house.

"Clear." Morgan said, checking round the corner. All of a sudden a loud piercing scream came from a room down the hall. Morgan ran towards the door and I hastily followed. Hotch, Dad, Emily, JJ and Henry appeared just as Morgan kicked down the locked door.

"Freeze." Hotch shouted, aiming his gun at James Young. Young was hovering over a young woman with something that resembled an ice cream scoop.

"No, I am the Sandman." James stammered.

"No, you're James Young. You were told these stories as a little kid. I bet they scared you, didn't they? And I bet all the other kids made fun of you for being scared?" Dad said softly.

"They did, I hated that story. But mother told me to conquer my fear, she said I was being pathetic. So I decided to embrace my fear, become it." James said, slightly more confidently.

"James put down the weapon and the Sandman will be gone forever." Emily tried to say. James flinched slightly, he leant down to put the ice cream scoop thing on the floor. Everyone lowered their guns slightly (yes, I had a gun, much to dads dismay). However, James wasn't going down without a fight. Out of nowhere he brought out a knife and lunged towards us. Shots rang through the house. Just a few yards away, James Young lay lifeless. I felt sick. I'd seen dead bodies but never had I seen someone get shot. Deciding to get some air, I turned away from the scene and walked out of the house.

The night was so peaceful and I found it hard to believe that an Unsub had just been shots minutes before.

"You okay?" Dad asked. I nodded giving him a small smile.

"I get it that this stuff freaks you out a little. This is what, your fourth case?" Dad said softly.

"I know." I sighed. "Does it get any better?"

"Truthfully no. But over time you learn that what you did was the right thing, and the nightmares and guilt soon fade away." Dad replied, pulling me into a one-armed hug.

"I know, I just can't wait to get home."

"Tell me about it. What say we have a Harry Potter marathon?" Dad suggested.

"You know me to well." I smiled.

Soon the team gathered outside. Once everything was sorted we all headed back to the hotel. It had been a tough case, so we were planning on staying the night at the hotel, then heading back home early tomorrow. For once the sight of a hotel bed pleased me and as soon as I entered the room I was sharing with Emily, I got into my pjs and got into bed.

"You aren't going to bed already?" Emily smiled.

"I'm tired, can't we just get room-service?" I asked, batting my eyelashes slightly.

"Why not." Emily smiled.

"You're the best." I squealed. I picked up the phone and ordered a cheeseburger and chips, with a diet coke. Emily ordered the same and soon we were kitted out for the night.

"Stella?" Emily asked, nibbling at her chips.

"Yes." I replied, my mouth completely full of food.

"Can I ask you a question?" Emily said tentatively.

"Sure, fire away."

"What happened between you and Henry? It's just one minute you were madly in love and the next thing we know is that you broke up." Emily asked gently. I instantly felt a lump form in my throat. Henry and I broke up two weeks ago, it was a mutual agreement, but to be perfectly honest when I'm alone, I cry myself to sleep about it.

"Um- we, uh. We got into a big argument one night and well things just didn't go well from there." I replied. I didn't want to go into full detail because I knew that I'd probably break down.

"Maybe you should talk. I'm not saying get back together, but maybe you could be friends. It's kinda awkward between the pair of you." Emily suggested.

"I know it is." I sighed. Just then there was a knock at the door.

"Come in." Emily called out. The door opened and dad happily walked in.

"I wondered why you two weren't at dinner. Honestly are we not good enough for you?" Dad asked smiling.

"Reid, have you drank to much coffee or something?" Emily asked.

"Nope, why." Dad replied quickly.

"Because you look slightly crazy dad." I said. He looked like a little kid, even standing still he was bouncing a little.

"Well I may of had a couple of cups. I was desperate I hadn't had one all day." Dad smiled.

"You do realize you're not going to sleep tonight." Emily laughed.

"Oh well, sleeping's over rated." Dad replied

"You're mad." I stated, dad went slightly mental with his coffee.

"Isn't everyone. Now, I'll leave you be. Night Stel, I love you." Dad smiled.

"Yeah I love you too." I called out as he left the room.

"You're dads mad." Emily commented.

"Don't I know it." I replied.

"Well now the teams back from dinner, I'm just going to see JJ. She said she wanted to talk to me. Will you be alright on your own?" Emily said getting up.

"I'll be fine." I replied, shoving a few more chips into my mouth.

"Don't take my food, I'll know." She warned.

"I wouldn't dare." I called out as she left the room. It was nice to have some peace and quiet for a moment. When on a case you were around the team 24/7, and with what was going on between Henry and I, sometimes it was unbearable. The door knocked pulling me out of my peacefulness.

"It's open." I called out, taking a bite out of my burger.

"Oh, sorry, I was looking for Emily." Came a familiar face. My head shot up to see Henry at the doorway. As usual the lump in my throat re-appeared.

"Uh, she's um out." I stammered. Henry just stood there for a moment thinking.

"Can we talk?" He finally asked.

"What about?" I said, acting as if I didn't know. The truth was I didn't want to bring this up now.

"What do you think Stella. After that night we didn't talk, we didn't even try to sort things out." He replied. This made me angry. I had wanted to talk to him, apologize, but he didn't give me a chance.

"Don't you think I wanted to? I woke up the next morning and you'd left. I wanted to talk maybe even forget about what happened, but you left." I stated angrily.

"I know I shouldn't have left, but after what you said to me, what I said to you, I needed space." He responded.

"Well I guess you got space didn't you." I replied. I just wanted him to leave, it hurt to much to talk about what happened.

"Yeah but I don't want it Stella." He replied glumly.

"Well we don't always get what we want. Now, if you don't mind could you just go." I stated. Henry looked angry, I thought for a moment he was going to argue, but he just turned. However as he went through the door, Emily came through, causing them to bump into each other.

"Sorry Henry, I didn't see you there." Emily said.

"It's fine, I should of looked." Henry responded quietly.

"You two okay?" Emily asked, we were far from okay.

"Yeah, fine." He replied bluntly. His words were so harsh that it hurt.

"Okay can we just stop for a minute. I thought you two would of been more clever. Henry you've lived with profilers all your life. So when I ask if you're okay, I don't expect to be lied to." Emily replied. Henry looked a little embarrassed.

"Emily can we just leave it?" I begged. I wasn't ready to go into what happened.

"Why? You keep saying that you want to talk about what happened, but every-time I ask, you come up with an excuse." Henry said angrily.

"B-because there's nothing to talk about." I replied. I was lying. I wanted it to be like the movies, the guy and the girl make up and live happily ever after, but life isn't a film.

"Guys just slow down. Right we're going to start from the beginning, what the hell happened?" Emily demanded.

"Would you like to do the honours?" I asked bitterly. I didn't think I could go through what happened again.

"Fine. It happened one night when you had a case. We hadn't started field work yet so like always, I went round to Stella's. Everything was fine until we got into an argument. Things just went down hill from there." Henry sighed, his voice shaking slightly.

"What did you argue about? I'm not trying to meddle, it's just that it must of been pretty serious?" Emily asked gently.

"I-I was moaning about mum, we'd gotten into an argument and I was annoyed. Stella tried to comfort me but I was being stupid. I told her she didn't know how I was feeling. She got mad and we both said things we didn't mean, horrible things." Henry replied.

"I-I told him that I hated him. That I hated the fact that he spent so much time with dad. I said that I wished that he'd never been born" I mumbled.

"And I said that she needed to get over her mum and I didn't see why she was making such a big deal about it." Henry sighed, his eyes were wet.

"I wanted to talk to him about it the next morning, apologise. B-but he'd already left." I stammered. I was dangerously close to completely loosing it.

"I didn't mean to, what I said was unforgivable. I thought you were better off without me." Henry said quietly.

"You guys are obviously sorry, so why can't you apologize and be friends." Emily suggested. If only it was that easy.

"I-uh, can we talk about this tomorrow, I'm shattered?" Henry asked. I wanted to talk about it now, but I didn't say this. Some things are better left unsaid.

"Yeah sure." I said giving him a weak smile.

"Well night." Henry turned.

"Night." I replied quietly before he left the room.

"You're really going to let him go like that?" Emily asked softly.

"It's fine, I don't care." I replied weakly. "If you don't mind I'm shattered."

I rolled over so my back was facing Emily and quietly cried myself to sleep.


Henry's POV.

I practically ran straight back to my room. It was cowardly of me to of run away like this, but I couldn't just be friends with Stella. I loved her, no matter what. I couldn't just accept that we'd just be friends, I wanted more than that. I opened the door of my room. I was sharing my room with Spencer and I couldn't have been more relieved to find that he wasn't there. Lying on my bed I lay awake and quietly cried myself to sleep.

I woke up my head throbbing. I had gotten barely any sleep last night. There was too much on my mind. Even when I did have the odd few dreams, they were about Stella. I couldn't help but groan when Spencer woke me.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah fine, how long till we have to leave?" I asked sitting up.

"Uh, ten minutes. I know you didn't get much sleep last night so I thought I'd leave you a little longer." Spencer replied.

"Well thanks." I said, getting up. I quickly got changed and packed my go-bag. I was thankful that Spencer had gone to the effort of getting me a coffee. After quickly downing it, we headed off to the jet. The car-ride was mainly in silence, to be honest I was too tired to start up a conversation.

"Can we talk when we get on the jet?" Spencer asked.

"Sure." I replied, I had a pretty good idea what it was about. When we finally arrived at the airstrip we boarded the plane. Everyone was on there except for Hotch. Stella was curled up on the sofa, Derek, Emily and Mum took the four, and Spencer and I took the two.

"Hey Blondie, you look awful." Derek smiled.

"Thanks Baldie." I replied half-heartedly.

"Anytime." Derek smiled.

"Who's up for some Chinese when we get back?" Mum offered.

"Count me in." Came Hotch. "Sorry I'm late, my alarm didn't work."

"You're hardly late." Emily smiled. "And you can count me in too."

"And me."

"Yep, same here."

"Henry, Stella, you in too?" Morgan asked.

"All I want is to sleep." Stella yawned.

"Late night, huh?" Spencer asked.

"Something like that." She replied half asleep.

"What about you Henry? You in?" Mum asked.

"I might go see dad for a bit." I lied. Mum could tell but she didn't say anything.

"God you're both so boring." Morgan joked. I was too tired to reply. Soon enough the jet took off. Stella fell asleep, Hotch read over files, and Morgan, Emily and Mum did their own things. I desperately wanted to sleep but I couldn't. There was too much on my mind and I just couldn't get peaceful.

"You okay?" Spencer asked quietly.

"Yeah, fine." I lied.

"Maybe you should get some sleep. You look terrible, no offence." He advised gently.

"Yeah well I feel terrible." I mumbled.

"Henry, please just talk to her. Have a proper talk between just the two of you and sort things out. It's not healthy what this is doing to the both of you. I know for a fact that she doesn't get a lot of sleep and night and she's become so much more closed up." Spencer said.

"Shh, you don't know if she's asleep." I said panicked.

"Don't worry, she's leaning on her left hand. She always does that when she's asleep." Spencer assured.

"I know we need to talk. I should have apologized to her last night but I'm a coward. I just don't want to hurt her." I sighed.

"You won't hurt her. You're hurting her more by not talking about it. To be honest I couldn't care less what you argued about, just as long as it's resolved." Spencer stated.

"Fine I'll talk to her when we get back." I agreed. I couldn't help but yawn a little. I was so tired.

"Henry just go to sleep." Spencer said. I didn't argue. The minute I shut my eyes I was greeted to a pleasant deep sleep.


Spencer's POV.

Henry fell asleep pretty quickly. I don't blame him, it was a tough case and he got no sleep last night. Sighing a little, I got up to get coffee.

"Is Henry asleep?" JJ asked.

"Yeah, do you know why they are both so tired?" I asked. I knew why Henry was tired. Half the night he was either rolling about or sniffling.

"They kind of got in an argument last night." Emily spoke up. I instantly knew that Stella's night went something along the lines of Henry's.

"Reid, not that it's any of my business but are they talking yet?" Morgan asked.

"He said he'll talk to her soon." I replied. The team practically knew everything that was going on.

"Good, I hate seeing them so upset." Emily said relieved. Emily had been so good to Stella over these last couple of years and for that I was extremely grateful.

"I know. I'm sorry Spence, I don't know what happened. He just came home one day saying that they broke up. He wouldn't come out of his room for days. I tried to get Henry to talk to Stella but he wouldn't." JJ sighed.

"JJ, it's not Henry's fault. Stella's so damn stubborn." I replied.

"Well I don't care what happened as long as it doesn't interfere with their work. We need to be able to communicate and I can't have them working when they aren't talking." Hotch stated.

"I know Hotch. I've talked to Henry and I'll talk to Stella when we get back." I replied. Just because they broke up it didn't mean that it could interfere with their job.

"It's fine. A bit of drama always liven's the place up a little." Hotch smiled.

"Oh just you wait till Lola's out there breaking hearts. Then you tell me that it liven's things up. Henry's been ridiculous recently. Will asked him if he wanted a fry-up and he burst into tears." JJ laughed a little. It wasn't funny that Henry and Stella were upset, it was just that they were blowing it out of proportion.

"Why?" Morgan asked amused.

"Because in Tangled they use frying pans and tangled is Stella's favourite film." JJ laughed. I couldn't help but join in.

"That happened the other day with Stella. I just asked her if she wanted some fish for dinner and she stormed into her room crying. When I asked her if she was okay, she said that Finding Nemo was one of the first Disney films she made Henry watch." I said. The team started laughing a little.

"The sooner we get these guys talking the better." Morgan said.

"Don't I know it. Young love can be so dramatic." JJ laughed.

Hey guys, so this is the first chapter. I hope you enjoyed it. Sorry for breaking them up and please don't kill me. Things will sort themselves out...