The Journalists and The FBI Agent/// D.M.

1st Date

Blake's POV
"Wait so what happen next" JJ asked.
"We.... kinda made out in his car, then I said yes." I said
"Wait you said yes! Omg! Does Rossi know?" She squealed back.
"No! And I don't plan on telling him unless it's anything real. Okay? So don't tell anyone?" I said
"When is the date?"
"Like in 40 minutes." I said looking down at my watch.
"What!! Why aren't you getting ready!" She shamed me
"He told me to go casual, soooo I am going casual." I said points to my leggings and pullover.
"No no honey, come on let's get you ready." She said pointing to my bedroom.
"Fine"

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"Wait so your not going to tell me where we are going?" I ask him
"Nope, you are going to have to wait?"he said back
"Hmmm can I guess?" I ask
"Sure" he said
"You understand I am former CIA? I will get it out of you." Then I said "The movies"
"Nope, we can't even talk to each other they"
"Okay..... The park?"
"That's too basic"
"Well than, what about the shooting range?"
"Smart thinking but No"
"Ugh........"
"Okay we are here" he said and I looked out the window.
"We are going to a museum?"
"No, not just a museum, the National Photography Museum!" He said defending the place.
"Oh good, I thought this was going to be boring." I said

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Morgan's POV
She looked like a little kid in a candy store. She was smiling the whole time, telling me about every artist works we came by. But what she didnt know is that I put one of her works in here.
"Hey Blake's let's go to look at the gallery of locate artist?" I said trying to get her to see her own work. She nodded still looking at this one piece.
We had gotten to the gallery with her work and she hadn't noice yet.
"Hey did you see that one yet?" I said pointing to her work.
"No I haven-" she stopped her self as she turned around to see the photo in the gallery.
It was of me laying on her bed shirtless with her white sheets around me, in black and white.
"Oh my god! Derek!" She was speechlessly smiling "How..... When did....... You put my work in this museum?"
"Well I thought everyone should see how great you ." I said back
She turned to me and hugged me. I hugged her back.
" You know that we can never invited Rossi or Aaron to the museum now." She said still in my arms. I laughed.
"Come on let's go get something to eat" I said as she stepped back from the hug.

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We made it back to my apartment and I was going order some take out when see got a call.
"Hey I have a work call, is there any quiet place I can answer this call at?" She said
"Yep sure the balcony is right out that door" I said pointing towards the glass door.
She walked out the door, not closing it all the way.

I finished ordering the food when I hear Blake yelling on the phone.
(This is what Derek heard from Blake on the balcony, js so no ones confused)
"Are you serious?.....He is FBI! Like my dad!........He does not know! This is our first date!........He won't find out!.......I don't really care goodbye! She yelled into her phone, I pretend not to hear her conversation with whoever that was because they didn't sound like 'work'. I wonder if she really doesn't work for the CIA anymore. I mean the always have unofficial agents.
"Hey what did they want?" I asked as she walked back in.
"Oh just some information on a certain piece." She said like she wasn't mad.
The door bell rang right then
"Food time"