The Plan

The Set-up

"You're kidding me, right?" You ask your blonde flatmate, exasperated. You look at your reflection in the mirror, looking at the dress that Garcia had picked out.

You weren't that much of a dress person. But you have to admit you do look nice in the navy blue off the shoulder dress. The large thigh slit was concerning- you could deal with it though.

"Stop it, you look hot!" She squeals, squeezing your shoulders from behind you.

"P, I know I said you could pick me out something to wear but y'know...I was thinking something like-"

"Jeans and a nice top?" She says, mocking you.

"Well sorry sweet cheeks, but if you want to have any chance you need to look smoking. Even if that means showing a little cleavage- not saying that you're not smoking. You are like, all the time. But you want to show her what she's missing out on." She rambles, like she does when she thinks she's offended someone. You smile at her.

"A little cleavage? Penelope if I move the wrong way my boobs are out and my underwear is on show! I'm still not sure why I'm invited, I'm not even part of your team- I'm your flatmate." You say watching the blonde laugh heartily at your comment. You attempt to pull the dress up to cover yourself while making sure it wasn't too short at the bottom. It didn't work.

"Because they adore you...and a certain agent Prentiss asked if you were coming." That's a small lie, but only a little white lie for Penelope to gauge your reaction. Your eyes lit up at her name alone.

Emily Prentiss. You had met before at another Rossi pasta evening a year ago. But you only enjoyed friendly conversation with each other as you were both in relationships. However it was at a pasta evening a few months ago where you hit it off rather well. Flirting with each other the whole evening. But it never led anywhere as she was dating some guy named Mike...or was it Mark? You could tell she wasn't happy with him (not because Garcia had told you how much of an arsehole he was. Although, that did play a big role.)

You and Emily had bumped into each other a few times since, mostly when you were picking Garcia up from work. You talked a bit, exchanging pleasantries or complaining how long it took Penelope to get ready. But nothing like that night at Rossi's. There was one time when the BAU women had come back to yours and Garcia's after drinking. The others had all left, but Penelope insisted Emily stayed over as she was the most drunk. Emily had stumbled into your room halfway through the night thinking it was the bathroom. She apologised profusely when she realised she had woken you. But you weren't that bothered as she stood there in her underwear and a T-shirt she borrowed from Penelope that barely covered her. Her legs were so long and toned you couldn't help but stare, to you she looked perfect as she stood in your doorway fumbling drunkenly over her words. Ever since you met her you had the biggest crush on the brunette agent.

"She asked about me?" You query trying to act casual, but Penelope knows you too well.

"She always asks me about you, honey. She might have a little thing for you." Garcia says teasing. You smile and laugh it off.

"Yeah right, like Emily is going to have a thing for me." You scoff, albeit feeling a little sad.

"I can always work some magic?" Garcia asks hopefully. You whip around to look at her.

"No. P, hell no. You are not playing matchmaker." She does her best puppy dog imitation to you.

"Why not?" Her eyes are large and bottom lip protruding towards you.

"What if she doesn't like me in that way? What if she finds me repulsive and she was being nice? It's going to be embarrassing. If it's meant to be it will happen." You finish, nodding your head once.

Garcia groans at you as she sinks to sit on your bed.

"Being nice? I have never seen Em flirt until she met you Y/N. Never ever. Even Reid noticed she was flirting with you." She states giving you an obvious look over her brightly coloured glasses.

"Even Reid noticed?" You ask, not believing a word she was saying.

"Pumpkin, everyone noticed you two flirting away when you were last at Rossi's. I think miss Prentiss just needs a little nudge by a certain blonde bombshell." She flutters her eyelids at you.

"Pen, it'll be so embarrassing. If I get that vibe from her today I'll ask her out myself." You say not sounding sure about yourself.

Garcia rolls her eyes and slaps her thighs.

"Fine. Do you still want me to do your makeup?" She queries. You feel bad for shutting her matchmaking operation down so you sigh and smile brightly at her.

"Sure, just don't make me look slutty. I don't want Rossi making fun of me being some sort of escort tonight. This dress is already revealing enough."

Garcia sniggers and nods.

You're handed a pair of lashes to glue yourself as Garcia gets a text from Emily.

Jj told me Y/N was joining us tonight, is this true?

Yes my sweet!! Our lovely miss Y/L/N will be dining with us this evening. So I suggest you make yourself look irresistible!

What are you planning?

Nothing my sweet Emily. She's just been non stop talking about you today...that's all ;)

Garcia don't. You know I get nervous around her. It'll be even worse now I'm single!

Don't be nervous? If it makes you feel any better she's just as nervous. I think she may have had a raunchy dream about you last night too, she was moaning your name in her sleep ;)

What. Don't do this to me Penelope.

I have to go now! See you later one of my favourite bi's xoxo

Penelope Garcia! You can't tell me things like that and expect me to act normal around Y/N.

Penelope smirks as she reads Emily's last message but ignores it as Y/N and herself head over to Rossi's. But not before they make a quick stop to grab a bottle of wine.