I waited for 4 hours today at the auto dealership today, because they were fixing my car. So I had a good amount of time to write this story. I'm not sure I can call these one shots anymore. I don't know. They are sort of going in order, I haven't been jumping around all over the place, but I'm not writing a sequence such as "3 months later, or a few weeks after". However, they do all go together. I don't know what to call this thing. Just things that come to my mind, I suppose. Any way you look at it, I hope you enjoy reading it.


"Hello. Don't you look beautiful tonight?" Spencer greeted Ashley as he walked into her house.

"Well it is a Christmas party, you are supposed to look nice. You look great as well good sir."

The two were getting ready to go to Prentiss' annual Christmas party. Spencer was looking spiffy in his dress pants and red button down dress shirt. Ashley chose to wear a teal colored dress that she looked amazing in.

"You like it?" Ashley asked him.

"Of course."

"Does it look good?"

"Maybe a little too good? I'm not sure I want you going out wearing that, all of the other guys will be staring at you." Spencer pouted.

"That doesn't matter. Just as long as one particular guy is staring at me." She gave him a sly smile.

"Oh trust me, I don't think he will be able to take his eyes off of you all night."

"Quit. You are making me blush. And you had better not stare at me the whole time or people are going to start figuring out what's going on with us. I thought we didn't exactly want them knowing that we are going on dates."

"Well, Morgan and Prentiss already know that we have feelings for each other. I think they know it's only a matter of time."

"What about Hotch?"

"How about this," Reid moved to sit on the couch. "We don't come out and tell anyone, but if they figure it out on their own then we be honest. It will be alright."

"Okay." She agreed. "I can deal with that."

"Well then are you ready to go?"

"Yes I am. Are we riding together, or separately?"

"I have no problem driving us in my car." Spencer offered.

"Alright. Before we go though, can I ask you for something?"

"Of course, what is it?"

"A kiss, please?"

"Oh my dear lady, I would be most happy to oblige." Spencer said as he leaned in to kiss her before leaving for the party."


A few hours into the party at Emily's house, and everyone was having a good time. Hotch, Rossi, and J.J. were hanging out in the kitchen by the food. Emily was beginning to put a Christmas movie onto her large T.V. and Ashley was on the couch chatting with her. Morgan and Reid were refilling their holiday punch in the den.

"So Reid, you and Seaver. How is that going?"

"Well let's just say that I can't tell you anything."

"You can't tell me anything? Come on Reid, I'm like your best friend."

"Morgan, I can't tell you anything. If you were to guess something however, then I can't exactly deny things that are true can I?"

Morgan smiled. "Okay then, I get it. So are you guys together, like in a relationship?"

"That I can deny. We are not in a relationship."

"You've taken her out on a date however, right?"

"That I have, Morgan. I have taken her out on a date."

"You had a good time, didn't you guys?"

"Oh yes, it was a wonderful time."

"Are there more wonderful times to come?"

"We would like for there to be more wonderful times, definitely."

"Did you get her a Christmas gift, a personal gift?"

"I did get her a Christmas gift."

"You realize this whole guessing thing with you pretty much repeating what I said is ridiculous right?"

"I do realize it is ridiculous, yes."

"Okay, just as long as you acknowledge that." Morgan refilled his punch. "So you guys are seeing each other, going on dates, you bought her a Christmas gift, but you are not together."

"That is correct."

"I am willing to bet that by the new year, you two will be officially in a relationship."

"We will see, Morgan. I wouldn't hold your breath though, because we said we don't want to rush things."

"Okay then, we will see. But you two haven't been able to keep your eyes off of each other all night. I don't think you two will be able to resist each other much longer."

"Morgan! That is so inappropriate." Reid turned his head away.

"Come on man, you know I don't mean it like that. I just mean that you guys obviously have a huge connection. It's pretty strong, so you won't be able to fight it much longer."

"Yeah I know. But I'm not ready to be together until she's ready."

"Understandable."

A few hours afterwards, everyone had enough food and fun to last them through the holiday. They were all tired and were starting to trickle out of Emily's home. Spencer and Ashley left together and headed back for her place. Walking inside they took off their coats and shoes, and collapsed on the couch.

"Oh man, I should not have drank all of that holiday punch." Ashley whined as she held her head in her hands. "Holy Headache, Batman."

"Well I'll give you the second part of your gift now then, so that I can get out of here and leave you alone to go to bed."

"Second part of my gift? Spencer, the kitten was enough. Honestly I can't take it."

"Calm down. It's only a card. Not expensive at all. Here, take it. You don't have to read it now. In fact save it for Christmas Eve. I'm still able to come over and spend Christmas Eve with you right?"

"Of course you are. I'm looking forward to it. That's when I'm giving you my gift so you had better come over or you wont get it."

"Don't worry. I wouldn't miss it." Spencer stood up from the couch. "I'm going to head home. Go climb into bed okay, get some rest."

"Goodnight Spencer." She reached up to kiss him.

"Goodnight, Ashley."


Seaver was picking up some clothes off of her bedroom floor. It was Christmas Eve and she was trying to clean up a bit since Reid was coming over to spend the holiday with her. She didn't really have too much family, and neither did he, so they decided they would rather spend the night together rather than alone. Her cell phone rang as she was folding up a towel that she had picked up off of her chair. Looking at the caller I.D. she saw that it was Spencer, so she picked up.

"Hey Spencer, where are you?"

"Hey. I'm sorry that I'm not there yet. I got a call from one of the nurses at the facility that my mom is in. She's been having some really bad days, and they are considering changing her medication as soon as possible. I am going to have to talk to a few people on the phone and get her insurance straightened out for this new medication, so it may be another hour before I'm able to get there. I'm so sorry."

"Oh no, don't be sorry. She's your mother, Spencer, she's important. Take care of what you need to take care of and when you are able to get here, then you get here. We have all night, so plenty of time, no rushing."

"Alright I'll see you in a little while then. In the meantime Ash, go ahead and read my card. Don't wait for me okay?"

"Sure, I'll read it. I'm real excited for tonight, I can't wait to see you."

"I fee the same way. I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Bye, Spencer."

"Bye Ashley."

She threw her phone on the bed. She knew it wasn't his fault that he had to take care of his mothers affairs, but she couldn't help feel saddened that he was going to be late. Walking to her front door, she looked outside. It had started to snow. She unlocked her door so that when Spencer arrived he could walk right on in, instead of standing out in the cold waiting for her. She went to her living room where she had left his card on the table. He told her to open it, so she started to undo the envelope.

Opening the card, she began to read:

"Dear Ashley,

I can only hope that you know how much I care for you. These past few months working and being with you all of the time have been some really enjoyable times for me. I hope that they have been just as enjoyable for you. I know we said no rushing things, but I would like to ask you to be my girlfriend. You are such a beautiful, intelligent, and incredibly wonderful person and I want nothing more than to be with you. Don't feel obligated to say yes, because if you don't want to then I respect that."

Ashley chuckled as she could imagine Spencer writing this, being all nervous and trying to be respectful as he wrote down what he wanted to ask her. She continued to read.

"However, if you do want to, then that would be amazing. I would be the luckiest guy in the world. I love how I feel when I am with you, and I want to be able to kiss you whenever I want to, and I want to be able to hold your hand as we walk down the street. I want to be able to tell you how I feel about you, because I love you Ashley. Merry Christmas.

Love, Dr. Spencer Reid."

The smile on Ashley's face was huge. Spencer Reid loved her, and he wanted her to be his girlfriend. She knew they said no rushing, but with the way they felt towards each other, it didn't feel like rushing. She would of course tell him yes, when he showed up at her house tonight. You couldn't get the smile off of her face, she was so excited. She set the card up on her couchside table so that it was displayed.

For 15 minutes she went around her house, making sure it was cleaned and smelled nice. She went into the kitchen to get some off the snacks out on the counter. As she was in there, washing out a bowl to put the chocolate covered pretzels in, she heard the front door open.

"Come on in, Spence. I'm in the kitchen, getting some snacks."

He didn't answer back, so she assumed he was hanging his coat up and taking off his shoes at the front door.

"You're here earlier than I thought you would be. I thought you said it would be at least an hour before you would be finished talking to everyone about your mom. I'm glad you're here though."

There was still no answer.

"Spencer?" Ashley called through the house.

No answer. She walked into the living room with her bowl of pretzels to see what was going on. There was no one in the living room. Perhaps he had gone to the restroom, but she didn't hear anyone in the bathroom. She went to her door to peak through the window, and when she looked outside she could still see the snow coming down by the streetlights. It was dark for the most part now, and she reached over to lock the door. Turning around she didn't expect to see who she saw in her house. Ashley gasped as she saw a man who she didn't recognize standing in front of her, with a gun that she did recognize.

"Don't move." The man spoke to her. He had short brown hair, and wasn't too muscular. He wouldn't have seemed too threatening to her had it not been for the hunk of metal that he was holding in his hands. She looked quickly at the table next to her couch where her gun was last sitting. It wasn't there anymore, for the man had it pointed at her head.

"Okay. Let's just put the gun down and talk about whatever it is that you want. You want anything in my house, you go ahead and take it, okay? You can have everything if you wanted. I'll even help you load it out of here."

"I don't want the stuff, sweetheart."


"Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, jingle all the way…"

Spencer was finally driving over to Ashley's house for Christmas Eve, and he was listening to a Christmas station on the radio to get in the spirit. He was on the phone for over an hour with people working with his mother. Finally they all agreed on the right thing for her, and he was able to enjoy the rest of his night with the girl he loved.

Pulling into her driveway he saw that her lights were on so she was more than likely in the living room. He got out of the car and went to ring the doorbell. There was no answer, so he rang it again. She may have been in the restroom, or was in the back and hadn't heard it the first time. But when she didn't show up at the door a second time, he reached for the handle himself. The door opened with ease, so it hadn't been locked, which he thought was unusual. Walking into the house he called out to her.

"Ashley!"

No answer.

"Hello. Ashley?!"

Still no answer. Walking into the foyer, he saw her kitten walk close to him.

"Hey, Izzie. Where's your momma?" He leaned down to pick up the kitten.

Walking into the living room he noticed the table on the side of the couch. On it was her purse, her keys, and her F.B.I. badge. Next to that was the card that he had given her the other night. She had read it. He smiled to himself until he saw that in front of the couch was a bowl lying on the floor, and scattered around the carpet was a bunch of chocolate covered pretzels. She wouldn't just leave those on the floor. He called her name again and started to move around the house. He couldn't find her in any of the rooms. He tried to call her cell phone, which he would assume to be in her purse or on her person. No one answered. He decided that he needed to take action. She wouldn't leave the door unlocked. She wouldn't leave those pretzels on the floor, and how did they even get there. She also would have been home because she was expecting him and she was excited to spend the evening with him. If she were leaving the house she would have called him. Something wasn't right.

He decided to pull out his cell and dial 911.

"Hello, my name is Dr. Spencer Reid. I came over to my girlfriends house, and she's not here. She was expecting me, and when I got here her door was unlocked, and there are snacks all over the floor, and she isn't anywhere in the house. She's not answering her phone, she's missing."


"Hello?"

"Morgan, I know it's Christmas Eve and I'm sorry to bother you, but have you heard from Ashley today? Did she mention anything to you about going somewhere tonight?"

"No Reid I haven't talked to her since we were at work. Is everything okay?"

"No it's not. We were supposed to get together at her house tonight for Christmas Eve, but I told her I would be a little late. When I got here her door was unlocked, the lights were on, but she wasn't here. She's not answering her phone, and there are a bunch of snacks spilled in the living room."

"Well maybe she had to leave in a hurry and didn't have time to pick it up until she got back."

"I don't think so. She said she was getting ready for tonight and that she was waiting for me to get here. She wouldn't have left. Morgan there's something else. I can't find her gun."

"Okay Reid. Have you called the police?"

"Yeah, they are on their way. I'm really worried Morgan, I don't know where she is, or what has happened to her."

"Calm down Reid, I'll be right there. Just sit tight and wait for me and the police to get there."

After about 10 minutes Morgan showed up at Seaver's home where Reid was inside sitting on the couch, talking to the police. He was recalling the story of what happened when he arrived.

"Reid!"

"Morgan!"

"Any news?"

"The police are going to put the word out to everyone to be on the lookout, but I honestly think that if we want to find her, we need to take it into our own hands."

"Okay, lets think about this. She left the door unlocked probably because she knew you were on your way, so someone could have come in through the front door. Or maybe it was locked but they used a spare key under a flower pot or something."

"No, she only has a spare key in the back and it only works on the back door. It was locked when I got here. If someone came in it was through the front. It had to be unlocked, otherwise she would have had to unlock it to let someone in and she wouldn't have let someone else in if she didn't know them."

"Maybe she did know them."

"She wasn't expecting anyone to show up here besides me."

"It's Christmas Eve, maybe someone stopped by to wish her a happy holidays."

"I doubt that. She doesn't have much family, and not here. She does have a few neighbors she talks to but most of them are out of town, and the lady next door came over yesterday to chat with her."

"Well it's obvious that someone showed up here. There had to have been a struggle, because of the snacks on the floor. If she spilled them herself she would have cleaned them up right?"

"Yeah, so if they were struggling the snacks were spilled in the process."

"Okay Reid how about this? She's getting the snacks right, in the kitchen. We know if someone came in they did it without having her come to the door, so while she's in the kitchen they make their way inside. She hears the door open, probably assumes it's you and doesn't think much of it. She moves into the living room expecting to see you, but it's not you. This person threatens her, she resists, spills the snacks, and they take her."

"Yeah, but unless he's an incredibly strong man, she wouldn't be that threatened. She's pretty strong and she knows how to fight. So we can guess that it has to be a man who's fairly strong and large in stature."

"Not exactly. What if he used something else to threaten her?"

"What do we suppose he's using?"

Morgan looks to her F.B.I. badge, still sitting on the table. "Reid, when Ashley gets home, where does she put her gun?"

"On the table by the couch…oh god."

"You said you can't find her gun. Well if she put it on her couch side table, then the man could have picked it up when he walked in and she was in the kitchen, then she walks in the living room and now he has her gun pointed right at her. She now has to comply with what he wants. She has no way of fighting back, so she goes with him."

"But where? Where could he have taken her?

All of a sudden, Reid's cell phone rang. He saw that it was Ashley calling him. "Ashley! Oh thank god. Where are you? Are you okay?"

"Hello, Dr. Reid." The man on the other end of the line said.

"Where is she?"

"Not so fast Spencer, be patient. In due time you will know."

"How do you know my name?"

"Your name is in sweet Ashley's phone of course."

"No, she doesn't call me Dr. Reid. She has me in her phone as Spencer. You called me Dr. Reid."

"I have my ways Dr. Reid. I've been watching you. You've been coming over to dear Ashley's home quite often these past few weeks. That's a cute kitten she has, no tail huh? That's quite unique."

"Listen! You tell us where she is right now, or things are going to get really bad for you!" Reid screamed at the man on the phone.

"Reid stay calm." Morgan warned him.

"I will give you anything you want, just tell me where she is."

"I'm sorry Dr. Reid, I can't do that. Which really is a shame because I know how much you love your little girlfriend."

"You bastard. I swear I will find you!"

The line went dead. The man on the other end had hung up. Spencer threw the phone onto the couch.

"What did he say man?" Morgan asked.

"He's been watching us. He knows I've been over here pretty frequently these past few weeks."

"Okay, so he's local. Possibly across the street or something if he's always here to see you come over."

"He's looked in the windows. He's mentioned the cat having no tail."

"Well Reid, he was in the house he probably saw the cat when he was here."

"No, Izzie doesn't really like new people. She hides unless she knows that it's Ashley or me. When that man came in it would have scared her, she would have hid. He's been watching through the window. Maybe not all of the time, but at least once."

"So he's probably a neighbor, someone who's been stalking her."

Reid stood up and looked at the table on the side of the couch.

"Reid? What's wrong man?"

"This card. I gave it to Ashley a few days ago and I told her on the phone tonight to open it and read it before I came over. On the phone just now, the man said 'I know how much you love your little girlfriend'. He was quoting this card, that means he read it."

"Okay, we will get Garcia to do a print analysis on it, find a finger print, and then we figure out who has her. We find out where he lives, what he does, we find her in no time."


After about an hour Garcia had finally figured out who it was who took Seaver.

"Okay guys there were three sets of prints on that card. Obviously, there were Reid's, then Ashley's, and finally another set that belong to a man named Brandon Harmen."

"Nice work Garcia, where does he live."

"Okay get this. He lives at 1137 North Elm Street, that's pretty much right across the street from Seaver's house. That house has been on the market for quite some time and Brandon Harmen just moved in there in the last month."

"Okay so for the last month, he's been watching her." Morgan said back to Garcia on the phone. "Do you know if anyone else lives there with him Garcia?"

"Nope, he lives there by himself. He moved from Florida. Get this, I did some digging and I found out through social media that he was in a long term relationship with a girl he went to college with. It was going on for about 5 years. Seems he was going to propose to her but he never was able to because she was in a terrible car accident. She was pronounced dead at the scene. Her name was Amelia Stevens. That wasn't too long ago, because about a month after that happened he quit his job, and moved up here by himself, right across the street from Seaver."

"Her name was Amelia Stevens? Her and Ashley share the same initals. That's just creepy."

"This whole thing is creepy."

"Do you think that Ashley reminds him of the girlfriend he lost?"

"Most definitely. I have a picture of her that I'm sending your way now. Check it out."

Morgan took the phone away from his ear and looked at the picture. Putting the phone back to his ear he resumes his conversation with Garcia.

"Whoa, you weren't kidding. Well now we know his motive for taking her. He's been so emotionally distraught about losing the girl he loves, that when he saw Ashley he wanted her to replace Ameila. He probably would have tried to talk to her, ask her out like a normal person, but when he noticed Reid hanging out over here and kissing Seaver he panicked. He thought his chance was disappearing before his eyes, so in his mind his only choice was to take her."

"Love makes you do crazy things."

"Yeah you don't have to tell me, I'm over here with Reid and he's pacing the floor like a crazy person. When the unsub called him on the phone, I've never seen Reid so angry. I mostly think of Reid as a small puppy who negotiates. There was no negotiation in this conversation, just anger."

"Ahh he's in love. Our little boy is growing up."

"Garcia, the police just told Reid that Brandon Herman's home checks out as clear. He isn't there. That means he has her somewhere else. Is there anywhere else that he owns here, another home, a business building, something like that?"

"No my sweet, just the home across from Seaver."

"Guys!" Reid called out to the rest of the room. "He's calling again, it's Brandon Herman."

"Garcia, can you track the call coming in to Reids cell phone?" Morgan asked her.

"Of course, it might take a minute though. Keep him talking." Garcia answered.

Morgan motioned to Reid to pick up the phone, he motioned in a circle with his finger to have Reid keep him on the line.

"Hello?" Reid answered the phone.

"Spencer?"

"Ashley!" He said as he heard Ashley's voice. "Ashley are you okay?"

"Hello, Dr. Reid."

Reid rolled his eyes as he heard the man come onto the line. "Hello Mr. Herman."

"Ahh so you know who I am. Very good."

"Why are you doing this Mr. Herman? What do you want?"

"All I want is Ashley. All you have to do is say that you are going to leave her alone. Get out of her life, so that I can step in. She doesn't need you."

"I can't do that, sir. You see I could never leave her life, we work together. We see each other all of the time."

"Then quit your job! Just leave her alone. You are in my way."

"I think in order to be in a relationship with someone, you both need to be willing to be in the relationship, and Ashley doesn't seem very willing to do that am I right?"

"What do you mean, she is going to love me."

"Oh yeah, is that why she fought with you when you tried to pull her out of the house? If she loved you she would have gone willingly right? That probably makes you angry doesn't it. That you want her so bad, but she doesn't want you?"

Morgan motioned to him that Garcia has traced the call.

"Dr. Reid, it doesn't matter if she doesn't want me. I want her, and I'm going to have her."

"Not if I can help it."

Reid ended the phone call. Quickly pulling on a F.B.I. vest, Morgan and Reid and some other officers piled into their vehicles. Garcia had traced the call to a run down hotel room on the opposite side of town. They were speeding to get to the hotel. They called the hotel and the receptionist was able to tell them that there was no one there by the name of Brandon Herman. However there was a man who had come in with a blonde woman and he says his name was Brian Harris, and he paid in cash. They knew that was Mr. Herman. He gave a fake name and paid in cash to cover his trail. They were able to get a room number. Room 175.

"We are never going to make it. It's all the way across town. He's going to have his way with her before we can make it." Reid hung his head in his hands. He was sitting in the passenger seat. Morgan was driving as fast as he could.

"Reid I'm going as fast as I can without getting us into an accident alright? We will make it okay."

Finally after just about 10 minutes they made it across town to the hotel where Garcia traced the call. They ran out of the car to room 175. Morgan used his foot to break the door in.

"F.B.I.!" Morgan yelled as he and the team ran into the room. "You had better back away from her this instant before I blow your brains out."

They had ran into the room to see Brandon Herman leaning over Seaver. She was half naked, only in her bra and underwear, laying in the middle of the bed. She was crying. Seeing all of the guns pointed at him, Brandon Herman got off of the bed and put his hands up.

"I just wanted her to love me like I love her."

Morgan got closer to him and was able to grab him so that he could put the handcuffs on him. "You don't love her, you just think you do. She isn't Amelia, Brandon."

Now that Mr. Herman was being handcuffed it was safe for Reid to run over to help Ashley. She was half naked and he knew she probably didn't want to be, especially since she was now in a room full of strange men, and Reid and Morgan. He grabbed the comforter from the bed and wrapped it around her. After she was covered he wrapped his arms around her in a hug. She continued to cry into his shoulder.

"Ashley, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm okay. I thought I might never see you again."

"I know, I thought the same thing. We need to get you to the hospital."

"Spencer I'm fine."

"You can't be sure of that. Ash, he didn't touch you did he?"

"I know what you are asking Spencer, and I'm going to tell you this once and we are never talking about it again. He undressed me and made me lay on the bed. He touched me over my bra and underwear, but you guys made it in time. That was as far as he got. Thank you, for getting here when you did."

"I'm so sorry."

"No, please. You guys saved me, I'm lucky. I'm fine, really."

"You're all bruised. We need to take you to get you checked over."

"He handled me pretty roughly. I think he was afraid I would try to fight him if he loosened his grip. I tried to fight him back at my house and after that he realized I wasn't going to go quietly."

"Come on, lets get you up and get you to the hospital okay?" When she didn't stand up he realized that she was scared. "I'll be with you the whole time okay? I'm not going anywhere. I promise you, everything is going to be okay."


"Alright, home sweet home." Reid said as he helped Ashley walk into her house later that night. He made sure to lock the front door behind him. He noticed her looking around the room when they walked into the living room.

"Come on, follow me." Reid motioned to her.

"What are you doing?" She asked as Reid took her hand.

"You are going to come with me while I check every room in this house. You aren't going to relax until you know that no one is in the house besides us."

So Reid and Seaver went into every room in the house checking to make sure no one was there. It was just Ashley, Spencer, and Izzie the kitten.

"Sit on the couch, I'll go make you some hot chocolate." Spencer told her as he walked into the kitchen.

She walked over to the doorway and looked out of the window. She could see the house that Brandon Herman moved into just a month ago. She had never really known who he was. She had seen him move in, but she was always so busy at work that she never had the opportunity to go over and chat. She had met him once right after he had moved in. Just enough to exchange names and say hello. Apparently it had sparked something inside of him to make him want to be with her.

"Here you go." She heard Spencer say from the living room. "Ashley?"

"I'm right here Spence." She said as she walked around the corner into the living room.

"Don't do that to me, please. I never want to have that feeling again."

"What feeling?" She asked as she sat on the couch and took the hot chocolate from him.

"That horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach when I realized you were gone and someone had taken you. It was the worst I've ever felt in my entire life."

"Trust me, it didn't feel so great for me either."

"I'm so sorry. I should have been here. I was supposed to be here, but I was late. If I would have just told the nurses that I would have to deal with my mother another time, I could have been here, and none of this would have happened. We could have had a wonderful night together. Now we've both had a terrifying experience and you're afraid whenever I leave your sight."

"It's not your fault. I left the door unlocked. I was stupid."

"It's okay. It's over now. I got you back, and I don't plan on letting anything like that happen again."

"Spencer, I read your card before everything happened tonight. What you said, do you really mean all of that?"

"Oh course, I really mean all of that. I love you, and I would love it if we could be official with each other."

"Yes, I think we should. I want to be your girlfriend."

"Well then Ms. Seaver, will you seal it with a kiss?" Reid asked her.

"Most definitely I will." She leaned forward to give him a few kisses. Then she pulled away from him and wrapped her arms around his torso. "Thank you Spencer, for fighting so hard to find me tonight. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't."

"Well, I was going to do everything possible to get you back. I love you, remember. I'm not just going to let the girl I love go down like that."

"Spencer, will you stay here with me, just for a few days? I'm kind of scared still and I would feel better if you were here at night with me."

"Sure thing. It's been a long night, you want to hit the hay now?"

"Yeah I do. Sorry that this kind of ruined our plans."

"Nah, we can have our Christmas Eve tomorrow night instead. Now you go on up to bed."

"You're coming with me right?"

"I thought I was going to sleep on the couch. You don't feel sleeping in your bed would be rushing?"

"No, I really want you there."

"Ok. I'll come with you." Spencer said as he followed her up the stairs into her bedroom.

Climbing into her bed he tentatively reached his arms out for her. She snuggled up into his chest and took in a deep breath. She could smell his cologne. It was a comforting scent and she knew that she was back with him and she was safe. That was all that mattered to her. Although she was still afraid and she was nervous to close her eyes, having him there made her feel a bit more safe. Closing her eyes, she whispered to him, "Hey Spence?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you too."


Okay there you have it. I didn't get a chance to really proofread this one, so if there are any major errors let me know and I will gladly fix it for you guys. I hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what you thought however, by reviewing the chapter! I would love to hear from you guys!