A little something. I must admit, at the end of the last episode I just thought: Why is Luke eating with Emily and not Penelope?

So I've got the idea for this story. Hope you enjoy it, even if it is very short.

Flirtation: attention without intention. ~Max O'Rell, John Bull and His Island

Luke found himself sitting across Emily and Penelope at O´Keefe's. They went out after work for a drink or two and the three of them were the ones still here.
Emily looked at Penelope with a question in her eyes. Penelope gave Emily a small nod and then concentrated on the drink before her.

"So Luke, Pen and I wanted to talk to you, ask you something." Emily said a serious expression on her face.
"Uhm, yeah of course, shoot." Luke had not the slightest idea what was coming next.
"So, we wondered. You flirt all of the time with Pen," pointing a finger to Penelope, who looked very uncomfortable. "Stop, no denying it. The whole team thinks the same. And no one of us has a problem with that, especially Pen." With this words from Emily, Penelope let out a little groan and her cheeks began to flush slightly.

"So?" Luke was very curios about where this conversation was going and couldn't help himself but gave Penelope a little smile when he looked at her and then concentrating again on Emily.
"It would be fine if you would not flirt at the same time with another women. Me. That is not acceptable. Penelope deserves better. You can't treat her that way. Besides, you do remember I have a boyfriend, do you? We want to know" Emily gave Penelope a quick glare, "I want to know what your intentions are."
"Whoa wait a minute there. I didn't flirt with you. I was being nice, a good colleague and a friend. Emily I like you, as a friend, nothing more. Not that you are not beautiful and incredible, but I see you as a friend. Only as a friend. No offense." Luke couldn't believe in what conversation he was in. It was like a soap opera, and a bad one at that.
"So, the late night dinner a few days ago, the chatting and the laughing, the little flirts, that was nothing?" Emily starred at him, waiting for an answer.
"I didn't say it was nothing, just not what you clearly were thinking. I know you had a ruff day that day and you had a lot of paper work to finish, so I just wanted to be nice. I like talking to you, you and me, we always could talk lightly I thought." Luke was clearly a bit annoyed with the misinterpretations from them both.

"Ok. I just wanted to be sure. I thought so too, but P..." she quickly trailed off and took a sip from her drink. "Ouch" Emily tried to cover that sound with a cough. Obviously Penelope kicked Emily under the table.
"So to my last question you didn't answer before." Emily was now really enjoying this talk.
"Mh, what question?" Luke sighed.
"What are your intension towards Penelope?" Emily said with a big grin on her face, as Penelope looked at her in disbelieve.
Luke shrugged. "Uhm, well I think I would like to have that talk with Penelope alone if you don't mind."
"Of course" Emily laughed while she drank the last bit of her cocktail, grabbed her things and began to stand up. "I leave you two to it. Have fun." Emily teased them both.
"Thanks cupcake, really, thank you" Penelope was mumbling sarcastically after her. Emily turned around at the exit and gave them a wink.

When Emily was gone there was an intense silence on the table. Penelope concentrated on her drink, only once or twice giving Luke a little glare.
Luke watched the women across from him with an affectionate smile. He could see that Penelope wanted to be far, far away. Her cheeks where flushed and she couldn't sit still.
"Chica, don't you want to look at me?" Luke said in a whisper. "You don't need to be embarrassed, I'm the one who should be embarrassed. Since the whole team figured me out." Penelope looked up at him with a little smile. Luke gently reached for her hand laying on the table and took it in his hand. "That's not the way I wanted to tell you. I didn't even think you would have other feelings then friendship for me. But since you were jealous and talked with Emily about us..."
Penelope gasped at that. "Newbie, I was not jealous! How do you even get that idea?"
"Shhhhh." Luke interrupted her. "Ok, not jealous. Concerned. But there is no reason for that, you know that."

Luke rubbed her hand with his fingers. "I like you. Very much. You are so beautiful, and gentle and magnanimous," a grin in his voice, "I wanted you from that moment you were talking about your not existing boyfriend and your fingering techniques. You enchant me. From this moment on, I knew I wanted you to be mine. But I thought it was hopeless when you were all Ice queen to me."
Penelope starred at him with disbelieve. There's no way he could mean it that way. "Luke, thats not a thing you joke about. I'm sorry Emily brought this up, but you don't have to tease me about it."
Luke was really perplexed. Not that he just laid his heart out before her, something he wouldn't have ever done if not for being Penelope the way she was, but she thought he was joking?
"Garcia, Chica, look at me. I meant every word of it. You are special, I want you to believe me, please?" He said with an intense voice full of sobriety.
"Really, you do?" Penelope asked, her voice full off inquiring.
"Yes, I do" and with that he pulled her hand to his mouth and placed a little kiss on her palm.

"So, would you like to go on a date with me tomorrow night Chica?"

We choose those we like; with those we love, we have no say in the matter. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960

I wanted this to be a one shot. But now I am not so sure. Let me know what you think.