Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or OHSHC or Homeless Heart. I do own the plot and the other characters.
Sorry for the short start but it was just a preview of what will happen and it was in Alice's POV. Now it's third person. Hope you enjoy!
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A month earlier…
"Mrs. Michelson? It's me, Alice." She tapped on the shoulder of the elderly librarian in front of her.
"Oh, you're here a bit early, dear." She smiled and patted Alice's cheek.
"There are a few kids still here but go ahead," she said, gently pushing her to the grand piano in the middle of the reading room.
Alice came once a week to make sure the piano was still in tune. It wasn't really necessary but she knew how few people came to the 5th street library anymore and how lonely Mrs. Michelson got, so she came, a smile fixed on her lips and sheet music in hand.
Quickly checking the piano, Alice found it was still perfectly in tune.
Why wouldn't it be? She thought. Barely anyone comes here and if they do, they're not here to play the piano.
She sat on the chair and stretched out her fingers. An unspoken promise she had made to Mrs. Michelson was to play a song and sing every time she came. Because of her arthritis, she couldn't play anymore, but she still loved the piano. So Alice played for her.
Her fingers easily drew across the keys as she played Homeless Heart.
She had just recently learned the song and the words easily rolled off of her tongue, fingers gliding across the keys.
If you're needing, a soul-to-soul connection, I'll run to your side…
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Spencer Reid snapped his head up at hearing the words that had been stuck in his head all day. He followed the drifting piano music to the reading room. Quickly glancing at the page number, he closed his book, sat on the arm of a chair behind the piano, and listened to the words a small, black haired young woman sang.
If you're running, in the wrong direction, I will lead you back…
The words rang in his ears as her voice became the only thing in the room to him.
Mrs. Michelson smiled as she glanced in the room to see the two together, just like how she had planned.
The music stopped and Alice's soft voice whispered the words…
When you're lost in the dark, when you're out in the cold, When you're looking for something that resembles your soul. When the wind blows your house of cards, I'll be a home to your homeless heart. When your looking for something that resembles your soul, When the wind blows your house of cards, I'll be a home to your homeless heart. I'll be a home to your homeless heart.
Alice's fingers reluctantly left the pure white piano keys.
Spencer clapped and she spun around in surprise, tripping over the legs of the stool and hitting her elbows on the keys, creating a bang. Spencer quickly came and helped her stand, cursing himself for scaring her.
"Thanks." Alice blinked at Spencer. "I just didn't know anyone else was in here."
"Sorry," he grimaced. "You're- uh- really good." He gestured to the piano.
She blushed. "Thanks. I found how to play the song online and I had to try." She grinned.
"Umm…" He blinked, finding himself lost in her dark gray eyes. "I'm Dr. Spencer Reid." He held out his hand.
She shook it. "Alice Kokawa. Nice to meet you."
Alice quickly looked him over. He was tall, compared to her, lanky, brown hair, warm intelligent brown eyes that immediately caught hers, making her blush.
He was also looking her over. She was pale, Japanese, barely reached his chin, had long, silky black hair, and dark, intelligent, but sad, gray eyes.
"You too." He murmured. She smiled.
Just then the grandfather clock in the room chimed out the hour, 8 p.m.
"Oh!" She exclaimed. "I've got to go!" She turned to leave but then spun to smile at Spencer. "I'll see you soon, Spencer." She disappeared out the door.
"She's a special one, that Alice," Mrs. Michelson said behind him. She smiled when he turned to look at her. "She should be here tomorrow. She'll be here at 7:30 pm." She offered another smile before leaving.
Spencer nodded to himself and left, after placing the book he was holding back. All the way back to his house, his only thoughts were of Alice Kokawa, a mystery in and of herself.
Alice's mind, too, was on Spencer. She smiled and couldn't help but think of when they would meet again.
Neither knew what they were getting into.
What do you think? This my first fan fic. So please review! (Kindly, if you may) I hope to add another chapter soon, but it might not happen till Monday. Till then!
