A/N I am not sure when this is set, sometime when Auggie has a girlfriend I guess. You might call it AU, I'm not really sure.

All I want is you

The rain pelted the glass of the windows, like thousands of fists pounding at it all at once. The roof sounded like miniature bombs were going off on it. This onslaught of rain had started a little before midnight and hadn't eased up since. Annie snuggled deeper into her nest of blankets, unable to ward off the chill that was seeping in and latching onto her.

Her latest mission had been one of the worst yet. After the woman she was trying to turn found out her real identity she had been kidnapped and likely tortured had Auggie not managed to lead the extraction team to her in time. Physically she was fine, apart from a few bruises. She had been shaken but it could have been a lot worse, right?

Annie curled deeper into the blankets as if the answer she was searching for could be found there. She was hurting, a huge gaping void inside her missing something. Well that was a lie, she knew exactly what she was missing: him. He had been the one who really saved her, the one who got her out in time. She had thought she was going to die, death being a blessing after what they would have done to her. But he had come through, the thoughts of him what kept her fighting. Not to mention that he had taken her heart long ago.

She wasn't really sure when she first fell in love with Auggie Anderson and she wasn't entirely sure she cared. All she knew was that he had claimed her heart long ago and no matter what she would never be able to stop loving him. Thoughts of him filled her head. She wished, more than anything that he was here right now, curled up beside her, holding her as she drifted off to sleep.

No, she couldn't go down that road. He has a girlfriend, someone she never met yet couldn't find it in herself to like. The hurt only grew with each passing second and it was starting to overwhelm her.

Maybe I should just call him and, no he is probably with her and besides, he is tired anyway she thought as she rolled over.

No matter how many times she thought of him with the other woman she couldn't get rid of the part of her that wanted to call him, just needed to hear his voice. Giving up on sleep, she felt around on the nightstand for her phone and pulled it into her cave of blankets, wincing when the cold air hit her arm.

She held her phone for a few minutes before she gathered up enough courage to make the call.

"Yeah?" his sleepy voice mumbled after the fifth ring. She held back a giggle at the thought of him sitting up in bed, clutching the blankets in an attempt to ward off the chill as a stray piece of sleep tussled hair fell over his face.

"It's me" she replied instead.

"Annie, its 3 in the morning, what do you need?"

Just you