Rossi sat in his office brooding. He promised Fran he wouldn't meddle anymore. But he didn't understand how he could sit back and not do anything. His family was in crisis and he had to do something. For some reason, Morgan and Garcia were so clueless about loving each other. And Reid was so lonely. If only Fran would give him the green light. His cell phone buzzing snapped him out of his trance.
"Rossi."
"Hi Sweetheart", Fran said. "Are you brooding?"
"How did you know?" Rossi asked.
"I know you", Fran said sighing. "Honey, I just don't want to you to get in the middle…"
"I know he's your son, Bella", Rossi said. "But he's my step-son, and I can fix this, and help Reid in the process."
Fran sighed. "What's the plan?"
"Do I have the green light now?" Rossi said, perking up.
"Yes Dear", Fran said chuckling.
"Yes!" Rossi said. "I'm thinking Prom. Prom Point 2 to exact."
"A prom?" Fran said.
"Yeah. Have you ever heard the team's prom stories? They're pathetic. And Reid didn't even go."
"Oh, that's so sad. Even I went."
"Everybody can't be us, Darling." Rossi said laughing.
"So when?" Fran said. The timer went off in the background. "I gotta run, that's the brownies."
"Mmm, brownies. I swear woman, you're going to fatten me up yet." Rossi said. "I'll fill you in when I get home, but right now I need to put this in motion."
"OK. Love you honey", Fran said.
"Ti amo, tesoro", Rossi said.
"Oooh I love it when you speak Italian to me!" Fran said giggling as she hung up.
Rossi hung and smiled. This was going to be fun. But he needed to make a phone call first.
"Good morning, Cooper, Hawk and Gibson, how may I direct your call?" the voice said over the line.
"Good morning, Agent Rossi, F.B.I for Eva Cooper please."
"One, one moment, Sir", the receptionist said nervously. A few moments later Eva Cooper picked up the phone.
"David, is that you?" Eva said.
"Eva! How are you?"
"Laughing my behind off", Eva said laughing heartily. "You scared the dickens out of my receptionist."
"Ah, that wasn't the intent, but hey if it gets you to laugh", Rossi said.
"And to what do I owe this pleasure?" Eva said.
"I need the number of your sister slash decorator and I need to see if she's still single." Rossi said.
"I thought you married Fran Morgan last year. I'm almost positive that you did since I was present at the wedding." Eva said.
"She's not for me, Silly", Rossi said joining Eva in laughter. "I have someone in mind for her."
"David, I don't know. She's such a loner. I mean if it wasn't for her career, she probably wouldn't even talk to people. I mean she's such a introvert." Eva said with a sigh. "You know the saying. 'Those who can't'…"
"I know. Which is why I believe it's such a tragedy. She's so beautiful and doesn't even see it. And yet everything she touches turns to gold."
"I know. Did you see the article for the Governor's Ball?" Eva said. "Saved it on my desktop, I'll send it to you."
Rossi opened his email and looked at the pictures of the hotel ballroom decorated for the Governor's Ball. "Absolutely breathtaking. That woman is so talented." Rossi said.
"She really is. And with her IQ…" Eva started.
"Is she in Mensa?" Rossi interjected.
"Yep. I mean I'm smart, but she's…"
"Brilliant. This is brilliant. I have an idea and I know it'll work, but she's the key factor. Email me her info."
Eva sent the email and smiled. "If they get married before I do, you're doing me next, David", Eva said half laughing, half serious.
"It would be my utmost pleasure. But from what I hear, you don't seem to have a hard time in the romance department", Rossi mused.
"Yeah", Eva said, but they never stick around for long."
"Probably because of your schedule. You need to find someone like my Bella. Someone who understands our crazy schedules." Rossi added.
"Easier said than done, David." Eva said. "Perhaps it's just not in the cards for me."
"Never say never", Rossi said smiling. He thanked her and hung up. "Hmm. Now I have two ideas", he said, taking out his note book and writing another idea down.