A/N: Uhh 3 reviews? If I wouldn't love Fritz and Brenda this much I wouldn't continue, just FYI.

Disclaimer: Sue me and you'll sleep with the fische.

Since I seem to be writing this for Liz only, then this story is dedicated to you lol, hope at least you enjoy!

Date equals revenge?

Later that day Brenda was sat in her office, skimming over some files. Actually she had wanted to go home, but there was no reason to, so she had decided to stay at the office and maybe if she'd get lucky she'd be figure out where all those women were. This case was one of the most complex ones she had ever seen in her entire life. Twelve prostitutes missing, one of them already found. Smothered and buried in the desert. But there was only one body, no remainders of the killer, his clothing, etc. And honestly it was driving Brenda insane, she wanted to solve this case, seek justice, but all she could do was going through the files again. She twirled her pencil around, as always when she was lost in though. But Brenda was that lost in her thoughts that she didn't even notice Fritz Howard leaning against the door frame and watching her.

"Chief Johnson." He grinned when she jumped slightly. "Still at the office at this hour?"

"Hmm yes, even if it might surprise you, not only the FBI solves cases." Brenda answered, looking back at the file. Everyone in the FBI she had met so far had this huge ego that couldn't be bruised, they believed it was only them solving cases, without any help. And it made her sick. But this guy seemed different. Brenda couldn't put her finger on what made him different from all the sassy and arrogant FBI agents but she couldn't shake the feeling off that he indeed was different.

"Ouch that hurt." Fritz chuckled, normally he would have left now and given up but she was something special and he wasn't entirely sure why he didn't just leave, she obviously didn't want to have dinner with him. But no there was something forcing him to stay.

"Well, I don't get paid for nice words." She responded, her gaze still fixed on the file, even though she couldn't seem to concentrate on anything right now. Was it because he was watching her? No, don't be stupid Brenda, you're just tired.

"Would you like to have dinner with me some day?" He blurted out. Why did he just say this? She obviously would say no. Great, getting turned down. Brenda's head shot up and she looked at him in disbelieve. He just did not ask her out, did he?!

"Oh you don't want to go out with me."

"I think I might just." Fritz couldn't help but grin at her as she took her glasses off to get a better look at him, this time without feeling embarrassed when he caught her looking.

"Like on a date?" Brenda raised both of her eyebrows. She hadn't been asked out on a date in like forever and now it seemed weird, after all she was with Will. No, she wasn't really with him but they were… well it was complicated.

"Yes, like on a date." He waited for her to respond. What was she going to say?

"Erm… Okay." She nodded her head slightly. Why did she just say yes?! Gosh, she really wasn't the spur of the moment kind of person. What had gotten into her now?!

"Great, so I'll see you tomorrow after work?" Fritz gave her a charming smile.

"Sure." Brenda was still slightly shocked she had agreed but now it was too late to go back and honestly she didn't know if she did want to reverse time and just say no and turn him down. Maybe she was getting sick…



"Okay, see you then." He turned around and walked out of the door, leaving her speechless and Brenda Lee Johnson never was speechless!

Okay, what just happened? He asked you out and you said… yes! This can't be good, it just can't be good in any way! Dating a co-worker, well I am doing that now. No, actually we're not dating oh and Fritz isn't a colleague, now is he?
Brenda began to chew her pen, her mind running on overdrive.
What does this mean? Maybe it doesn't mean anything, he probably just wants to be friends, nothing more, but—

Then her cell phone rang and Brenda jumped slightly at the sound. She glanced down at the caller ID, before picking up.

"Hey Will."

"Brenda, hi. So listen, I'm sorry I cancelled earlier, but I want to make it up to you?"

'Make up what?! Cancelling on me all the time? Ignoring me at the office? Still being with your wife?!' Brenda thought to herself, getting angry, but Will was talking again.

"What about dinner tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow? No, sorry, I have a date."

"You… you what?!" Will asked dumb-folded he wasn't used to this, Brenda didn't date, she just didn't, she couldn't! She was with him! Who the hell would she date?!

"I. Have. A. Date." Brenda repeated slowly. "But hey, I have to go now, bye." She hung up, this felt really good.

xxx

Soooo, I know it was short but I now really have plans for this fic!
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