Title: A Question of Odds

Author: Farfallama

Fandom: Blue Bloods

Pairing: Jamie + Baker

A/N: So, yes, I would marry Will Estes if I could. Actually, I think I would rather Jamie Reagan. But, since I can't, I was trying to figure out who would be a good love interest for him without introducing an OC, and voila! Jamie/Baker was born!

Disclaimer: I do not own Blue Bloods. No matter how many times I wish at 11:11, I do not own Blue Bloods.

Summary: It's a question of odds that keeps throwing them together, but the spark of attraction that keeps them coming back for more.

Chapter 1- Initial Probabilities

Jamie Reagan walked into the hallway of his father's office late Friday evening to be greeted with the sight of a beautiful woman seated at Baker's desk. The woman looked up at his approaching footsteps and smiled in greeting as she recognized him.

Jamie paused and would have done a double take if it weren't for the fact that she was staring right at him. He cleared his throat nervously and said, "Baker, how are you?"

"Good. We'll see how I am after my date, though."

She was indeed dressed for a date, body gloved by a silky blue dress and feet encased with sky high nude pumps. Her hair curled and her eyes smoky, she looked... well, positively female. It was a definite change from her usual power suits and neutral makeup.

Baker cleared her throat nervously, unaccustomed to the penetrating stare of the youngest Reagan, and Jamie snapped out of his reverie. He smiled apologetically and scampered into his father's office without another word.

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Jamie was surprised. Usually, he wasn't summoned to his father's office very often, but lately he seemed to be in the office every other week. He walked through the hallway, taking care not to look over at Baker's desk until absolutely necessary. She wasn't dressed any special way, but he couldn't seem to banish the sky blue dress and those smoky, smoky eyes from his mind. Baker glanced up at Jamie and smiled in greeting before letting him know that his father was expecting him. Jamie nodded, but as he was reaching for the doorknob, turned and asked, "So how was it?"

"I'm sorry?" Baker replied, head cocked to the side and eyes wide with confusion.

"The date, I mean. How was it?" Jamie repeated, feeling foolish for asking.

Baker's smile instantly dropped. "The usual. A guy is fine with a woman who works for the NYPD. But if she is the NYPD, well, they're just not okay with it. But I'm used to it; it comes with the territory of being a female cop."

Jamie nodded, then shook it head. "You shouldn't have to be used to it," He said simply, then turned and entered his father's office.

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"Listen, doll face, how about I take you some place for dinner tonight, eh? You, me, a bottle of Pinot and some nice conversation. How's that sound?"

Jamie rounded the corner to see a sleazy looking man in his late forties leaning over Baker's desk. He eyed the coffee in his hands and quickly walked over to her desk.

"I got your coffee sweetheart. Sorry it took me so long, the line was around the block." Jamie placed the coffee on Baker's desk and leaned down to kiss her cheek. He pulled back to see Baker staring at him in confusion, but at his wink, her eyes began to twinkle mischievously.

"It's alright Jamie. Mr. Rigatoni," She addressed the man who was still too close for comfort, "Meet my boyfriend, Officer Jamie Reagan. He's the reason I'm going to have to decline your dinner invitation. Now, if you'll excuse me, we have a meeting with the Commissioner."

They walked briskly past the man and into the Commissioner's office, thankful he wasn't there as they burst into laughter. "Thanks for the save, Jamie. I was trying to figure out how to let him down easy, since he just got transferred to our office. Now I don't have to!" Baker let out a seemingly out of character giggle, and Jamie smiled at the sound.

"No problem Baker. It seemed like he was making you uncomfortable, so I figured I'd step in."

"Melissa."

Jamie glanced quizzically at her, and Baker replied, "If you're going to be my pretend boyfriend, you should probably call me by my first name. So, Melissa."

"Okay, Melissa." Jamie tested the name, surprised to see how naturally it flowed.

"Well, I think the coast is clear, so I'm going to head back to my desk. Thanks again Jamie."

"No problem… Melissa."