The terms they agreed on were simple. Each person got a week to pull off getting Don and Ian together. Fortunately, Ian was currently working out of the LA office, co-leading an interdepartmental rifle certification course with the head of LAPD SWAT, so he'd be in town for the full month. They drew straws to determine order. Colby went first, then David, and then Megan went last. And three weeks later, they were no closer to their goal than they were to begin with.
They'd had a couple of close calls at least. Or so they thought. However, far more often, their attempts were complete misfires.
Like the time Colby made a couple of 'subtle' suggestive remarks to Ian, only to have the other man sit him down for a serious… and seriously awkward… talk about the sexual harassment policy of the F.B.I. and the ramifications of making such comments to a coworker. The talk ended with Ian telling Colby that he was flattered, but not interested. It was the only time Ian had really taken the whole "senior agent" thing seriously and Colby hadn't stopped blushing for two days. David didn't stop laughing for four.
In revenge, Colby neglected to mention why David's idea to take Don and Ian out for drinks after a successful bust and just get them trashed enough to admit to wanting each other was completely and totally idiotic. David hadn't quite counted on the simple fact that in order to get the pair that drunk without raising suspicion he'd have to drink along with them. Colby knew from years of experience that it was nearly impossible to out drink a Marine. Ian clearly hadn't lost the talent. And Don was Don. So by the next morning all David had accomplished was racking up a nearly $200 bar tab, and was suffering from the worst hangover of his entire life. Colby couldn't quite keep the smug look off his face.
Megan's attempt was by far the most and least successful. The most successful, in the fact that no one ended up ill, embarrassed, or otherwise injured. She even managed to get Ian and Don to go on a date. Well. Sort of.
Don gave her a golden opportunity. They'd been in the office break room, discussing Colby's blind date with the woman from Megan's Krav Maga class.
"It was good." Colby admitted with a shy smile, taking a sip of his coffee.
Megan leaned back in her chair, a pleased grin crossing her face. "You going to see her again?"
"I think so." Colby said.
David pushed his shoulder. "You kinda like this acrobat don't you?" he teased.
Colby just shrugged, still smiling.
"Say Megan, why aren't you finding dates for the rest of us?" Don questioned jokingly, from his perch against the counter.
Colby snorted and ducked his head. Megan and David exchanged a knowing look.
"Yeah Megan," David chimed in, eyes full of mischief. "Why not me or Don?"
"You, my friend, are way too particular. Besides, for you a blind date would take away half the fun." Megan returned.
David grinned and nodded in Don's direction. "How about Don then?"
Megan's eyes lingered on David's for a long moment, reading the challenge in his eyes. She smirked and turned to Don.
"Oh. I could find Don someone." Megan said confidently.
"Yeah? Gonna bet me twenty bucks too?" Don questioned, voice still teasing.
"Nah. No bet. I can find someone for you and I guarantee, it will be the best date you've been on in months." Megan replied confidently.
The teasing look dropped a little from Don's face. He almost looked worried. "Given this some thought, have you?"
"A bit," Megan replied, giving away nothing.
Don's eyes darted towards his watch. "So you already have somebody in mind?"
"Yeah. You want this weekend? I'll make a call."
Before Don had time to reply, Megan was already out the door, leaving a bewildered Don behind.
"I wonder what I'm getting myself into…" Don pondered aloud.
David hid a grin behind a napkin and Colby just shook his head and looked down as he made his way out of the room past Don, knowing his amusement was written plainly across his face.
After making his escape, Colby quickly tracked down Megan at her desk, already busy on the phone. She held up a finger to her lips for silence as soon as she caught his eye. "Yes… Two tickets? That's great…. Behind third base. This Saturday. Thank you." She hung up the phone and focused on Colby.
"The Dodgers game?" he asked. At Megan's nod, he deflated a bit. "That's your big idea? That's so…" he trailed.
"So Don?" Megan offered up. "He likes baseball. He likes Ian. I'll put the two together and he's bound to have a good time."
Colby couldn't fault the logic. "How are you going to get Ian to be his date though? We agreed that no one was allowed to tell them directly that we were setting them up. You break the rules and David and I aren't paying up."
"Who says I'm going to have to tell him anything?" Megan questioned. She picked the phone up again. "Hey Ian, I was wondering if you had plans on Saturday…"
