Author's Note: I don't own Blindspot or these characters. I don't even own the story I am basing this idea off of. So don't sue me, okay?

If you haven't read the absolutely lovely Beach Weekend by Terp4Life, you should. I mean, I hope this works as a standalone piece, but it almost certainly helps if you've read Beach Weekend to put it in some context.


Tasha Zapata couldn't remember the last time she had a Friday off. Certainly it had been years, since before she started at Quantico, at the very least. Fridays were just another day in their line of work. Criminals didn't exactly take breaks on the weekends, no matter how much she wished they would. But Kurt had given them the weekend off, and she was not going to let it go to waste. She'd slept in as late as she could (which in this case turned out to be 7:08, but still, she took it). She spent the day in her pajamas watching trashy daytime tv, and then at nightfall, she got dressed, ready to go out and enjoy herself.

She walked down Church Street, almost ready to pass by Two Hands Bar, when a flash of blond caught her eye. This was their normal meeting spot, a perennial cop bar, where they came after a long day (or night) of work, ready to drown their pain and sorrows in whatever was flowing from the tap. It was not a place to go when you were looking for a night of wild, carefree fun. But if Patterson was in there alone, Zapata knew she had to at least check in.

"Hey," she said, sliding on the stool next to her friend. "Where's Robert? I thought for sure you two would be enjoying the long weekend together," she grinned suggestively, gently elbowing Patterson in the side.

Patterson rolled her eyes. "He's in England, visiting with his family. Which means, on the one weekend I have free, my boyfriend is 3,000 miles away. Great timing, right?" She took another shot of her drink, slamming the empty glass onto the table in frustration.

"Margarita, please" Tasha ordered as the bartender came by. "Well, at least you have someone to miss. I'm the one that should be getting drunk tonight."

Patterson looked over, surprised. "Wait, what about that one guy, from a few months ago? Tasha, he seemed like a good guy!" Patterson asked, her voice pleading. "Every time you actually meet someone nice, you end it! Come on Tash!"

Tasha glared at Patterson, "Who, Nathan? Oh god, don't even mention that jerk. Trust me, if that's all that's out there, I'll gladly remain single."

"He was a nice guy, though." She caught sight of Zapata's glare from the corner of her eye, and smiled in response. "Okay, okay. Well, then fine, tonight, we are two single ladies… getting drunk at a bar surrounded by our coworkers," she sighed. She glanced around the bar. It was true they knew nearly everyone here in some professional capacity – and she suddenly realized that it probably really wasn't the best place to be spending her night off. "Well, that's pathetic."

"Oh, we should call Jane!" Tasha exclaimed. "It's way less depressing when it's three of us. Then we're not lonely, we're just friends having a girls' night! We'll have so much fun, we can go to Apotheke, then head over to Tiny's," Zapata's eyes lit up as she listed all the places she was planning on going anyways. She pulled out her phone, ready to text Jane, telling her where to meet them.

Patterson gasped, reaching out, nearly hitting the phone out of Zapata's hand. "Wait! You don't know?"

"Know what? What happened?" Zapata asked, eagerly. She instantly forgot what she was about to do, ready to hear the newest gossip. Something had clearly happened since they left work yesterday, although she didn't know how Patterson could know and not her – she thought for sure Patterson had left before her.

Patterson's eyes twinkled as she teased her friend. "Oh, I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't tell… it isn't my place to say anything…"

Tasha tried to keep her voice firm, despite her smile. "Patterson, I swear to god, if you don't spill your guts right now, I'll go back to the office and change all your file configurations, don't even tempt me."

"Jane's at the beach. With Weller." Patterson squealed with excitement.

"What!?" Tasha shouted, nearly snorting her drink in the process. "You're kidding?"

"No joke. She called me yesterday, right after we left work. She needed a swim suit," Patterson raised her eyebrows suggestively. "She needed help making sure she chose the right one. I was willing to help in any way I could, of course."

"Oh, Patterson, you didn't…" The blond just grinned in response. "So, they're at the beach together…"

"And she's wearing this…." Patterson pulled out her phone, quickly swiping to find the picture she'd taken of the swim suit while still at the mall.

Tasha grabbed the phone. "Patterson, you convinced Jane to buy a bikini? Are you trying to give Kurt a heart attack?"

Patterson laughed. "I know. I mean, I told her people were already going to be staring at her. Which is true," she tried to defend herself. "She might as well show off her body. And I am sure Kurt will let her know how much he appreciates it." She couldn't help but laugh as she pictured her boss's reaction. That man had no poker face when it came to his feelings about Jane, he never had. If he liked what he saw, and Patterson had no reason to doubt that he would, Jane would know it, instantly.

"Good. Because those sad, puppy dog eyes of theirs are getting old."

"I know, right?" Patterson exclaimed. "And if seeing her in this," Patterson grabbed her phone back from Zapata, "Doesn't get the ball rolling between them, nothing will."

"How long do you think they'll try and keep this a secret?" Zapata wondered out loud. She was sure, just like Patterson was, that something was bound to happen between the two of them this weekend.

"Oh, they can't even begin to try and hide it. I mean, if this is what they're like when they aren't together….By Monday, they won't be able to keep their hands off of each other."

"Fifty bucks?" Tasha winked at her friend.

"Tasha, we can't bet – "

"One hundred dollars says they'll be openly making out in the office by Friday."

"Deal."


I know that was short, especially considering the source material. But I just had this idea for a scene, and with permission for Terp4Life, this happened. So, I hope you enjoy!

Let me know what you think. As always, reviews are appreciated.