Yeah, I miss Team Roughley. This story had been in my Doc Manager for a minute now, so I decided to finally finish it and share it with ya'll. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters (people actually, but ya'll know what I mean. lol) Just the story, so please don't try to sue me :)

Sitting inside Frank Fat's Restaurant, Derek took in the sights and wasn't shocked that Mark was late for their planned lunch. Looking at the time on his phone, he decided to check in on twitter while he waited on his boy to show up.

Derek was taking a break from DWTS and going back to basics by competing again. There was just one snag with that plan - he couldn't seem to find a partner. No, there wasn't a shortage of willing and available female dancers. It just seemed as if each woman that auditioned for the position was missing something. He couldn't put his finger on it - they all just felt a bit..off

This feeling of his was the reason for the decision to take a break. Nothing crazy - just a week or two to give himself time to rest before auditioning more potential partners again.

While looking in on his twitter feed, he saw a post form his last DWTS partner that brought a smile to his face. Over the last two years since he and Amber took home that mirrorball trophy, they still managed to keep in touch. Mostly through text and twitter, but it worked for them with the schedules and lives that they have.

'This touring has been CRAZY! lol But I love it and all ya'll for the love and support. Now where the pre emmy party at?!'

He wasn't surprised when he heard that she was nominated for best new artist at the Emmys this year. Her album went platinum about 3 weeks after its release. The radio stations played her singles in heavy rotation and the media couldn't seem to get enough of Ms. Riley these days.

He noticed that they both were in LA at the same time and he was free the night of the big event. Almost on auto pilot - he retwitted her message with one of his own.

'Congrats! When you know where the party's going to be let me know - I wanna party too! lol'

Mark finally showed up and they placed their orders.

"I see you've been busy with trying to get a plus 1 to the Emmys through twitter." Mark said.

"Wait - what are you talking about man?"

"I'm talking about you asking to be part of Ms. Amber's entourage to the Emmys. And dude - inviting yourself through twitter? That's just SO wrong!" Mark laughed at the confused look on Derek's face.

"I was only joking Mark. I saw her post and realized it was happening this week, so I sent my congrats."

"Well if you don't want to go, I wouldn't mind taking your spot. Check your feed man."

Derek took out his phone and got online. A few minutes after he posted that message - it had 200 likes, 30 reposts, and an RT from MsAmberPRiley herself saying, "I'll call you Der :) Be sure to get out your dancing shoes!"

All he could do was stare at the feed while Mark continued to laugh.

"C'mon now Derek! You knew Amber was gonna reply to you message! And you're on your little vacay, so why not have some fun with our favorite partner?"

Derek side eyed Mark before answering, "Okay. First off - she was only MY partner - never yours. Second -"

His rant was cut short when his phone started ringing. When they both saw that it was Amber, Derek had to wrestle his phone away from Mark to accept the call. Shaking his head at his friends' antics, he finally answered, "Hi there Champ!"

"Hey Der! You free for a minute or two?"

Once he hung up, he had the details needed for the party. And Mark was his plus one.