Yes, I am fully aware of the fact that I really should be working on my Flashbacks fic. However, it's incredibly frustrating going around in circles in your story. The idea for this fic came to my mind, so here I am. :)

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Chapter 1: Convincing Her

"Yes, I have heard your opinion. However, the answer is still no."

"Oh, please, boss," Van Pelt begged. "He is such an amazing guy. And he is absolutely perfect for you!" She paused. "And might I add... He is gorgeous!"

"Yeah, yeah. We've been over this a million times. He's hot. I get it."

"I really don't think you do."

"Grace. My answer is no. Plain and simple."

"Give the guy a chance."

"I don't do blind dates."

"But-"

"Van Pelt," Lisbon snapped. "The answer is no."

The red-headed agent sighed. "Fine," she said. "But I told him I was setting him up with a beautiful woman. He's going to be extremely disappointed." With that, Grace turned and walked out of Lisbon's office and into the bullpen. Rigsby looked up, smiling.

"So?" he asked hopefully.

Grace shook her head shamefully. "She won't do it."

He huffed, exasperated. "Damn."

Cho didn't look up from his work as he spoke. "You two are going to get your asses kicked."

"You're the one who suggested we do it," Rigsby quipped.

"I was being sarcastic. I wouldn't be stupid enough to actually go through with it."

"Well, we thought it was a good idea, so don't ruin it," Grace chimed in. She glanced into Lisbon's office window, where Jane had suddenly appeared and the two were arguing. "We just have to get them to agree to it."

X

"Van Pelt!" Lisbon called from her office.

She waited as Grace came hurrying in. "Yes, boss?" she asked, a smile creeping across her face. "Did you change your mind?"

Lisbon ignored the last question. "Did you find the victim's brother's phone records?"

"Yes, I did. In the last three weeks, they were all family or work-related. Calls to his assistant, his boss, his wife." She shrugged. "He seems innocent to me."

"Well, he creeps me out. I don't trust him," Lisbon said, picking up her pen and nodding in Grace's direction. "Do some more digging."

"Yes, boss," Van Pelt replied as she turned to leave.

Lisbon looked down at her paperwork again, sighing. Was it Jane's God-given quest to pile up as much paperwork as he possibly could, just to see her this miserable? She made a mental note to ask him about that later. She could already hear his response. Lisbon, my dear, you know I never want to see you in pain...

That was when she noticed that Van Pelt was still standing there.

"What?" Lisbon snapped.

"I just don't see the harm in going on one blind date."

"Van Pelt..."

"He really is a great guy-"

"What part of 'no' don't you understand?"

"The N part. And the O. Both, put together."

"If you don't stop hassling me, I'll have you on stakeout for a month."

"Alright. I'll stop. As long as you say you'll just consider meeting this guy."

Lisbon opened her mouth, another threat on the tip of her tongue. But she just sighed and said, "Okay. I'll think about it."

Grace's pretty face lit up. "Oh, thank you, boss! It'd mean the world to me!"

Lisbon glowered. "Just... get back to work."

The younger agent nodded, a smile still fixed on her face. "Yes, boss," she replied excitedly, finally exiting Lisbon's office.

X

Grace walked over to Rigsby's desk, stopping in front of it and smacking her hands down onto the desktop, catching his attention. "She's thinking about it," she told him cheekily.

Rigsby grinned. "Really?" he exclaimed.

She nodded, smiling. "How great am I?"

He high-fived her. "The best!"

Cho just rolled his eyes.

"What?" Rigsby asked him. "Are you jealous? Because I could set you up with someone, too, if you wanted."

"First of all, no. I'm not jealous. Not even close. Secondly, what happens if Lisbon agrees to this?"

"Then she'd go on the date, fall madly in love, get married, have beautiful children and live happily ever after," Van Pelt replied simply, as if he should have known this all along. Silly Cho.

"Yeah. Sure. Because life really is like a delusive romantic comedy," he droned sarcastically. "Now, does all of that happen before or after she shoots you for setting her up with her irritating consultant?" Cho asked rhetorically.

"Oh, lighten up, man," Rigsby insisted. "We just want them to be happy."

"So do I."

"Then help us out!"

"No way. I am not a part of this."

Rigsby grinned. "Great! That means I get to be the best man at their wedding!"

Cho turned back to his paperwork, shaking his head. "What kind of fantasy world do you people live in?" he mumbled quietly enough so neither Grace nor Wayne could hear him.

X

Where's the harm?

He could be crazy, for all I know!

I could bring my gun...

Blind dates have never worked out for me in the past.

But there's a first time for everything...

She was sitting in her office, going back and forth, arguing with herself when she was supposed to be working. She just couldn't decide if this was a good idea or not...

Stop thinking too much of it!

Without giving herself a chance to chicken out, she stood up from her chair and walked into the bullpen, immediately noticing that a member of her team was missing. "Where's Jane?"

"In the attic. Asleep, I think," Rigsby told her.

Lisbon sighed, walking over to Van Pelt's desk and lowering her voice. "Okay. I'll do it."

Grace's face broke into a huge smile. "Really?"

"Even though I know I'll regret this later, I'll do it," Lisbon told her. "But here's the deal. I drive myself, I wear what I want, and I decide whether or not I see this guy again. And you will not bother me about it. Understood?"

"Deal," Grace agreed. "The Melted Lily restaurant. Six o'clock tonight."

"Alright," Lisbon sighed. "What do I call him?"

"Uh, his name is P-Parker," Van Pelt stuttered. "Parker Johnson."

From behind her, Lisbon heard Rigsby's snicker. She whipped around, glaring at him. He wasn't watching them. He was looking at his computer screen. When he caught her watching him, he flushed. "I'm not laughing at you, boss. I swear."

Lisbon just rolled her eyes and turned around to Van Pelt. "Okay," she said before retreating to her office.

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"Forget it, Rigsby. I am not going." Jane paused, a wicked grin flashing across his face. "You know who you should send?"

Rigsby scrunched his eyebrows together, puzzled. "Who?"

"LaRoche." He laughed. "How hysterical would that be?"

"If I hated this woman, I would."