Author's Note: SSsssoooooooo sorry for the delay in this chapter! I just hit a wall with the writing and I don't know why and the chapter was supposed to be longer, but I saw that if I didn't split it this chapter was going to be ridiculously long and so I decided to break it into smaller parts(probably just two). I hope to have the next chapter up much sooner. Sorry, again for the delay! I seem to be a glutton for punishment and have three stories going on right now. One of them is almost over, though, so that will hopefully speed my updates for this up as well. Thank you all for sticking with me and for your awesome reviews, favourites and follows!

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"No." Teresa shook her head.

"Aw, come on. Please?"

Patrick raised a brow as he made his way to his seat. Teresa made it to science class before he did. He said nothing as he sat down, intent on eavesdropping on their conversation.

"No. Why can't you just go by yourself?"

"Come on." Grace rolled her eyes. "You know how lame my parents can be. I'd have to be back by, like, nine if it were one on one. And if I weren't back they'd send a search party. Please, please, please?"

"Why do I have to be the third wheel? Can't you find someone you mildly dislike instead?"

"You won't be."

"Right." It was Teresa's turn to roll her eyes.

"No. I'm serious. He said he's bringing a friend too."

Teresa glared at Grace suspiciously. "Which friend exactly?"

"…Well, I don't know. I didn't really ask. But you won't be the third wheel."

"Depending on the friend, I think I might prefer to be the third wheel."

"Please do this for me, Teresa. If you do…I'll…I'll make you lunch for all of next week."

Teresa continued to glare suspiciously.

"I'll bring you cookies."

Nothing.

"I'll pick Andy up from school for the whole week and walk him home. Add in tutoring James in math if you let me put you in a dress and makeup."

Teresa pursed her lips. "Fine." The offer was too good to pass up. "But if the friend he brings is Jeff, I'm going to turn around and walk back home. I swear. I'll still tell your parents I went if you keep your end, but I'm going right home if he brings Jeff."

"Deal." Grace nodded and smiled, doing a little happy wiggle in her seat.

Teresa said hello to him as she turned to face the front of class in her seat.

"Heated debate this morning. You hurried to class for it?" Patrick smiled slyly as he wrote the date down on the blank page in his notebook.

"Not really." Teresa shrugged. "Just managed to get to class earlier somehow."

"What were you two talking about?" Though, Patrick was sure he already knew. He glanced back at Grace who was waving at Wayne who had just walked in, not paying them any attention at all.

"Wayne over there," Teresa tilted her head, "finally got the nerve up to ask Grace out. On a double date, of course."

"That doesn't sound so bad." Patrick shrugged, innocently.

"Yeah, if I were Grace." Teresa shook her head. "I'm probably going to get stuck with Testosterone Man who's super power is boring people to sleep with recaps of their best football game moments, eating like they were deprived of food for days and acting like I'm the damsel in distress to their knight who thinks he's in shining armour when it's really just cardboard covered in tinfoil."

Patrick tried to hold back a laugh and it came out as a chuckle as he tried to imagine Teresa in a pink princess dress, looking very unamused, as any member of the football team-except Wayne, of course-paraded around on a fake horse in tinfoil armour. Her statement would have hurt him, but she didn't actually know it was him. She was attacking the character of her school's other football players, not him. "Oh, you make your date sound so sexy." Patrick joked.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to brag or anything." Teresa replied sarcastically.

-Mentalist-

It had taken what seemed like a long interrogation that had stretched over the week, and a brief contemplation of hypnotism, before Agent Darcy decided he could go with Wayne on the date Friday night. He was, however, a little afraid she was going to have a tracking device on him or Darcy was going to have someone-if not herself-following him. Creepy. He'd have to keep an eye out for that. He gave himself one final look-over in the mirror, making sure his hair was nice and everything. He'd worn a nice light blue button-up shirt and the best pair of dark wash jeans that he could find. Dressy, but not too dressy. Since it was colder outside after dark, he put on a dark red jacket with black buttons and quickly slipped on his shoes before hurrying out of the house so that Agent Darcy couldn't change her mind at the last minute. He'd told her he was getting picked up and was always going to be with someone instead of wandering around on his own. It was a condition. However, he didn't want to sit around and wait for Wayne and headed out, sending his friend a text. 'Ready?'

'As I'll ever be. At a stoplight. Almost at your street.'

'k'

Patrick waved at the other boy as he approached the dark coloured car. "Hey. You look nice." He said once he got in the front passenger seat.

"Thanks, man. You look good, too."

Patrick could tell that Wayne was nervous. Really nervous. Poor guy. Though, he didn't understand why. Grace was very clearly into him, she wouldn't reject him just because she didn't like his jacket or something dumb like that. Patrick sat beside Wayne and tried to give him a pep talk on their way to the restaurant.

"Hi." Wayne said nervously to the hostess that greeted them. "Um…"

"What my friend means to say is, 'two tables for two, please'?" Patrick explained.

The hostess nodded, jotting something down at the pedestal and grabbing some menus.

"I told you it's not Jeff! Relax." Grace entered the restaurant with a complaining Teresa Lisbon.

"Great. And you couldn't have bothered to find out who it actually was?"

"It's more fun as a surprise."

"For you. With my luck, I'm totally getting stuck with some lame friend of his that probably couldn't get a date without help." Teresa grumbled sourly.

"Hello." Patrick turned and waved at them.

Teresa froze, staring at him with wide-eyed shock.

Grace slapped a hand over her mouth, not sure if she was more embarrassed for her friend or entertained by her friend's embarrassment. She used a tremendous amount of self-restraint not to laugh.

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