Maggie Green, old friend of Jennifer Jareau, owns a café in D.C. Her past, only known by her best friend JJ, haunts her everyday. A certain boyband haired customer catches her eye, causing a common school girl crush.
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Maggie I woke up to a dreadfully empty bed. I stood up the walk into the kitchen to see if he was there.
Maggie, I'm so sorry to have to leave you but I got called into a case early. I don't know how long this case will take but I will be home as soon as possible love. -Spencer
I sigh sadly as I set the note down where I found it. I turn around to put on a pot of coffee. As I'm waiting for the coffee I walk around the room, running my fingers along the spines of old books.
I notice by the front door my guitar. I pick it up and begin playing. I run to grab my song notebook and begin writing. Tears well up in my eyes and they stain the pale yellow pages.
I throw the book across the room in frustration and let out a quiet scream. Why? Why did everything I care about have to come to such a violent end? I pick up my phone and dial the number of my number one employee.
"Hey, Maggie what's up" her voice sings. I sniffle slightly before speaking. "Maura I'm gonna need you to take care of the café for a little bit, like becoming the temporary owner while I take some time" I explain.
"Whatever you need Maggie, take your time you have had enough to worry about" she sympathizes. I sniffle once more before hanging up and dropping my phone on Spencer's couch.
I spend the rest of my day working to find the lyrics to the song.
"Sing the song we always sing Eyes so deep every word feels real You know my heart You know how much you mean to me You know my brain You know me from within
These are all things that matter to me I can tell you everything Our only enemy is Time
Time is precious so we do our best Through bright and darkness with you I feel complex Have to blink twice to know that this is real For now it is For now we're here
These are all things that matter to me I can tell you everything Our only enemy is Time"
The sound of keys jingling on the other side of the door causes me to stand up and pull Spencer into a tight hug. I pull back and kiss him desperately. I rest my head on his chest and he rests his on my head.
"What's wrong love?" He asks in a concerned voice. I sniffle slightly in his chest as feelings of sadness wash over me. He sets his bag down and puts his hands on the backside of my thighs.
He lifts me slowly and I wrap my arms and legs around him. He carries me to his bedroom and sits on the edge of the bed. I stay straddling as my tears stain his shoulder.
He peppers light kisses on my neck and shoulder while rubbing my back soothingly. "Spence can you read to me" I mumble.
He smiles and nods before asking me to pick out a book. I walk the shelves, my fingers grazing multiple titles such as The Catcher in the Rye, Wuthering Heights, and Of Mice and Men.
I stop my hands at The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald, one of my favorites. I brush the little amount of dust off of the book before turning around with a small smile and handing the book to Spencer.
He sits up against his headboard and I lay my head on his chest. The sound of his breathing, heartbeat, and voice dare me to fall asleep.
He opens the book to the first chapter, the sounds of the pages turning crisp. "In my younger and more vulnerable years, my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since."
