Title - Operation: Set-Up
Rating - PG
Pairings - Javid, Sprace, some Blush
Summary - Jack and Spot set out to 'set-up' two of their friends, but in the process find themselves falling for them
Disclaimer - see first chapter
A/N - Okay, here it is, the second chapter. Also, this story is slash, if you didn't already know
Chapter 2 - An Idea…Sorta
"David is David?", Spot asked. "What's that supposed to mean?" Jack thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know. You can't really describe Dave. Besides, I wasn't exactly around him that much."
"So what you're saying is that you're going to set up Race with David? A guy you hardly know? I don't like the way this is going.", Spot protested. "Hey!", Jack said in defense, "You asked for my help. All I'm saying is that Dave and I weren't exactly 'chummy.' But from what little time I've spent around him, he seems like a good guy."
"Ok, I'll give you that much. But how do you know he's gay?", Spot questioned. "Believe me. He's gay. Even Sarah thought so.", Jack said confidently. "Okay", Spot said warily, "but how exactly are we going to do this? After all, you're the expert here, not me."
"Wait a minute!", Jack exclaimed. "Since when am I an expert at matchmaking? I mean, I set up two people and suddenly I'm an expert?" "Well, you know more than I do.", Spot countered.
Jack sighed. "Alright. So I know a few things. But do ya know how hard it was to get Blink and Mush together?" "Couldn't have been too bad.", Spot said. "Seeing as how Mush already liked Blink, and all. Besides, ya got me to help ya this time!" Groaning, Jack sarcastically said, "Yeah, that's great. You'll be real help."
He looked at Spot and saw that gleam in his eyes. The one that said, 'I've gotta a plan!' "What are ya thinking Spot?", Jack asked with dread in his voice. "Oh, nothing much…Just go get dressed!", Spot demanded. Jack started to walk out of the room and up the stairs. Halfway up a thought occurred to him. "Hey Spot!", he yelled. "If there's 'nothing' going on in that head of yours, why do I have to get dressed?" As he was asking this, Spot had come to the bottom of the stairs. "Because, we're going out.", he said quickly. "Now no more questions. We've got stuff to do!" With that he turned around, walking back into the living room and sitting on the couch Jack had just occupied. He picked up the remote to the TV. "Hmm, I wonder what's on?" He started flipping channels and stopped when he came to…"Yes! It's The X-Files!"
Meanwhile, Jack stood at the top of the stairs shaking his head before turning around mumbling curses at Spot, Race and anyone else he could think of. He walked into his room where he proceeded to turn on the stereo. Sighing, he lay on his bed and started thinking of how he let Spot talk him into this. "I'm going to regret this. I just know I am.", he said to himself.
Getting up, he walked over to his closet and grabbed some clothes, not bothering to look at what they were. He then walked across the hall to the bathroom, to shower and change.
Half an hour later, he walked into the living room to find Spot on the couch, engrossed in some weird sci-fi show. On the screen could be seen a man getting abducted by what appeared to be aliens. "Hey Spot, whatch ya doing?", he asked as he walked toward the couch. Spot jumped a bit before turning to face Jack. He had a serious look on his face and said, in a serious voice, "Jack…the truth is out there."
Looking annoyed, Jack took his hand and smacked Spot on the back of the head. "Quit cloning around.", he said before grabbing the remote and turning off the TV. "Yeah, yeah, yeah.", Spot said, rubbing his head. Then, remembering the reason he was there, he grabbed Jack's hand, dragging him as he ran towards the front door.
"What are you doing? More importantly, where are we going?", Jack demanded once they reached the door. "Well, I had an idea, and you're going with me. As to where, we're getting reinforcements.", Spot said triumphantly. "Reinforcements?", Jack questioned. "We don't need reinforcements. Besides, who else are you 'dragging into this?"
"Jack, given the way Race is, and I know him very well, we're going to need all the help we can get.", Spot said determinedly. He then turned around and started racing off down the street "You still didn't tell me who!", Jack yelled after him. Sighing, he took off after Spot.
A/N - Okay, I know this was shorter, and the characters were probably very OOC. Also, sorry if it was kinda boring and pointless. Just trying to add some humor. I would still like some reviews. Thanks!