Author's note: I do not own "In a Heartbeat" or any of its characters but I wish I did. This a fic about Jamie and there maybe a slight J/V in it.

I'm not sure yet. Tell me what you want.

Thank you to all my reviewers and for your helpful advice. I deleted the story and posted it again because it looked screwed up. Now it's all fixed, so enjoy.

Pardon the spelling mistakes or too many flashbacks.

To Amber: I know Jamie is a rebel but I think he listens to his mom and stuff. That was my vision of him. About the " " marks. The conversations ate in dialogue format, so that's why I put them like that. I think it works. But thank you for the advice.

To Iniysa: Yes, you reviewed this story two times because I posted it over again. Thank you very much. The first one was screwed up by the website so I fixed it. You're awesome!

To Chicari: You Rock Girl!!!!!!!!!! (Whoever loves Yu-Gi-Oh should read her stuff!!!)

On with the story...

Chapter Two

Jamie

Now I remember. I was driving to the station and stopped to buy some donuts (how do you spell that?). Then I came out and...

Flashback

Jamie Waite came out of the corner store with a box of donuts in hand, clutching one in his mouth. He put them in the glove compartment of his bike and got ready to go to the station. Suddenly someone tapped him on the shoulder. Jamie jumped in surprise and quickly spun around. A young male in his twenties was standing behind him.

" Excuse me, do you have a smoke?"- the stranger politely asked Jamie, overlooking his motorcycle curiously.

-No, sorry man, I quit smoking. But I bet you can get some from the store over there,"- Jamie pointed to the corner store he just came out of. He slowly turned around and headed for his bike when someone grab him from behind. He felt the cold steel of a knife on his neck.

" Never turn you back on the street, isn't that right?"- the stranger was holding his knife threatangly close to Jamie's throat.

Jamie's stomach did a flip but he kept his composure. He wasn't about to give in to some physco freak.

"What do you want", - Jamie choked out painfully, the knife was too close to his neck.

-That's an interesting question... what's your name, - the stranger pulled out Jamie's wallet from his jacket and looked at his driver's license. " Oh, so you are Jamie Waite. Very nice, very nice. Now give me the keys to your bike and no one will get hurt."

-Sorry man, no can do. You're not getting your hands on my bike or me.

I'd rather..."

With these words, Jamie grabbed his attacker's knife hand and threw him over in the air. The guy was quick to react and jumped up instantly with the knife in his hand. They fought, with Jamie trying hard to avoid the knife. Their fight continued for about ten minutes before Jamie caught the guy off track and knocked him down to the ground. He seemed out of it and Jamie decided to get out of there as soon as possible, but not before calling the police. He headed toward his bike and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He didn't even have a chance to react when the attacker grabbed him from behind and threw him on the ground. Jamie hit the concrete and he hit it hard. A small tickle of blood formed on his forehead and he instantly felt dizzy. He struggled to stand up and when he did he found that the thief was laughing to his face.

Jamie never expected what came next. He was grabbed by the collar of his shirt and felt a punch to his ribs. He heard a crunch and feared the worst. The man pulled the knife close to Jamie. He searched Jamie's pockets for the keys to the bike. Rivers of sweat poured down Jamie's face. He was shaking, terrified of what will happen next. He wasn't a coward but this has never happened to him. He realized that he was very close to getting killed or badly hurt and neither seemed attractive. This maniac was gonna get what he wanted and if he didn't, thing could turn worse.

The keys were in one of the back pockets, but the man couldn't reach them with both his hands busy. He didn't plan on hurting the kid but if that's what it took to take his fancy bike and his money, he would do it. It was either now or never.

End of Flashback

Jamie

The next thing I remember was his knife piercing through my side. Pain surged through my whole body. It was too much. The last thing I remember before passing out was the man grabbing the keys from my back pocket and throwing me on the ground. I landed with a thud and my head was filled with the sound of my bike speeding away before I slipped into darkness.

He took no mercy on me. He wasn't just a petty thief, but a real criminal, willing to do anything to get his prize. Tonight I was his victim and tomorrow it might be someone else. I wish I could do something about it, but thanks to him, I'm stuck here, dying.

I tried to stand up but the effort brought back the stabbing pain in my side. It took too much out of me and I fell back down. My head hurts so badly I can't think straight. I try to stay awake, to keep going, but deep down I know tat I'll probably die here. Still, a faint spark of hope still resides in me that someone will find me. I may not survive but it will be nice to know that someone tried to save me.

How is that??? I promise the next chapter will be more exciting and longer and a lot sooner.

Sorry for not updating for long, I was just lazy. Thanks for all your help.

Please review!!!!!!

Why did I pick this penname?

Angel in disguise...