Chapter one:
A/N: SO before you start reading I need to tell you I don't own any of this characters and bla bla bla you know. Also I tried to not make the characters too much OOC but I kind of suck of doing a good job. Still I hope you'll like this story...
"Here's your coffee."
Peggy looked up from her desk at the nature of the noise. Jack was beside her desk with a cup of coffee of his own in his hands. He had his grey jacket on, a tie that matched, and of course, his sexy suspenders. But he was unusually tense; this was suspicious. Never in her right mind would she imagine Jack Thompson bringing her coffee. He was definitely up to something.
Peggy sat back on her chair, put her pen down and crossed her arms. "Ok, spill it. What do you want?"
At first he looked taken aback, obviously not expecting that. "I don't know what you're talking about, Marge." He said, taking a sip of his coffee; acting casually.
Peggy stared at him; he became even more uncomfortable, shifting his weight from one leg to the other.
"This is the first time that not only an agent, but most of all of you, the big and strong Agent Thompson, bring me coffee. So say it."
"Do I need an excuse to give you coffee?" after she didn't answer, he carried on. "Okay, I need a favor. But before you kill me, hear me out."
He was now sitting on her desk, like he owned it.
He was nervous, she noticed, his hands were shaking so much, that he had to put his mug down. Peggy was intrigued, so she let him talk.
"So, I have a friend and-" He started before getting interrupted.
"Let me stop right there, Thompson. If you are trying to-"
"It's not what you think! Just let me finish." he said. "So my friend, she's getting married."
"Why does it involve me?"
Peggy didn't see the point of this conversation.
"Let me finish. As I was saying she's getting married and I kind of said I had a date..."
"Still not telling me why you need my help."
"Well... I was thinking if you could come with me to the wedding as my fake fiancée." The end of the sentence was spoken so fast that it took Peggy a few seconds to understand it.
"Excuse me?"
"Peggy, I really wouldn't be asking if I wasn't desperate."
She crossed her arms with a wry smile. "You are that desperate?"
She was almost laughing now. "Jack you could have any girl you wanted, why did you come to me?"
"I'm out of time, and I need someone I trust who knows me well enough to keep the cover up."
"Who is this friend that you want so desperately show your engagement?" Peggy was now curious. Jack took a few moments to answer, taking his time to reply, "She's my ex-girlfriend." He obviously didn't want to say more on the subject.
"I see" was all Peggy said.
"I just want to show her that I moved on." He was looking at the ground, trying to avoid Peggy's eyes.
"Did you?"
"That's not the point. Would you do this for me, please?"
Peggy thought about it. "If I agree, what do I get out of it?"
"Can't you do it for free?"
"No. There has to be something in for me, otherwise I don't see why I should help."
"Peggy, please! I'll do anything, ok?"
Peggy wasn't sure of what she should do, however it could help if she had Jack owing her, it could help in the future... She finally agreed. "I agree, but nobody in this office can hear a word about it!"
Jack got off her desk, and gave her a big smile.
"Yes, yes, of course! Nobody can know, let's keep it secret." He said, beginning to leave.
"Wait, when is the wedding taking place?" He turned around back to her.
"Next weekend. I'll pick you up on Saturday and we'll be back on Sunday afternoon."
"All weekend? I thought it was a wedding?"
"Yes, but a big one. The guy is a rich business man, so he probably wanted to expand their wedding as much as possible." Jack started to leave again but came back once more.
"By the way, thank you Peggy. I owe you one." He smiled at her and left for his desk.
Daniel turned to her once Jack had left. "What did he want? His lunch?"
"Yes, why else would he talk to me, Daniel?" Peggy said smiling with a tight-lipped smile.