Matchmakers

"When do you think they'll wake up to each other?"Morgan asked quietly as he walked up to Rossi.

"Hmm?"Rossi glanced over to Morgan, who was gazing across the bullpen at JJ and Reid,"They might never."

Morgan instantly recognized the gleam in the older profiler's eyes. He had gotten that same look when Morgan and Garcia roped him into getting Hotch and Prentiss together. And it was also the same look that had been in Garcia's and hos own eyes.

"You're think what I am?"Morgan questioned, but he already knew the answer. Yes, Rossi was thinking the exact same thing.

"I'll get Garcia to talk to JJ?"Rossi asked back.

"You got it,"Morgan said, then called to Reid,"Pretty Boy, come here for a sec!"

Rossi took a second to watch Reid come to them with a confused expression, after excusing himself from JJ's and his conversation. Then, once Reid got somewhat close, he went in search of the self proclaimed tech goddess.

"Sir?"Garcia asked when she saw him in her doorway. She saw his expression, and immediately understood what was going on. She was supposed to talk things over with JJ, with the possible help of Emily Prentiss, while Rossi and Morgan would somehow convince Reid to ask JJ out,"I got it covered."

Rossi nodded and made his way back to Morgan, who was trying to talk to a clearly embarrassed Reid.

"Reid, shes head over heels for you,"Morgan said in a somewhat quiet voice, but nevertheless, Reid ordered him sharply to be quiet.

"Its true,"Rossi interjected, causing Reid to jerk his head up quickly.

"But-"

"But nothing."Rossi took a step closer to the young agent,"Ask her."

"I-Okay, fine,"Reid changed his argument into compliance when he saw no way out of this. The to Morgan, he said,"But what do I say?"

"Reid, just go ask her."Morgan gave him a little nudge to send him on his way, then turned to Rossi and shook his head,"For someone so smart...how can he be so dumb when it comes to stuff like this?"

"He'll be fine,"Rossi replied,"he is a genius after all."

"You've got a point there,"Morgan answered,"Now lets get a drink. To celebrate another match made."

Without another word, the two men, and friends, left the bullpen for just that.

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I met a girl down at the disco,

She said hey, hey, hey yea lets go,

I could be your baby,

you could be my honey

Lets spend time not money,

I mix your milk with my cocoa puff

"Morgan, this isn't a bar."Rossi said as he gazed at the half naked strippers, flashing lights and winced at the bad taste in music.

"I never said we were going to the bar,"Morgan broke off when he saw a young woman his own age pass by him without a second glance.

"Oh yes,"Rossi murmured to himself when the woman stopped in front of him and smiled flirtatiously,"This is most certainly not a bar."

A/N:I don't own Criminal Minds, that was the only way I could put the prompt in there, and whoever reads this needs to review and be truthful. Hope I got them in character. : )