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Derek sat on a barstool as he fiddled with the card in his hand that told him he was a one hundred percent match for Penelope. He took a sip of his scotch and resisted the urge to roll his eyes at Penelope flirting with one of the men she had met at the speed dating. They hadn't yet left the bar where the event had been held, and numerous singles were mingling with one another.

Several women had approached him, but so far he had no interest in speaking with any of them. The only one he had any interest in speaking with was the woman across the room.

"You should give me a call, Handsome," one of the women with the fake boobs he had met purred. She leaned against the bar and winked at him. "I'm a lot of fun, I promise."

He shot her a look. There was no denying this woman was after him. But she was too skinny for him, she didn't have a sweet enough disposition, and she lacked that devilish charm that made him excited everyday he walked into work.

"I'll keep that in mind…" He found himself searching for her name, but he couldn't quite remember it.

"Kelly," she reminded him.

Nodding, Derek took a sip of his scotch. "I'll keep that in mind, Kelly," he repeated with a smirk.

She smiled triumphantly, as if Derek had just promised to let her have his babies. "I'll be awaiting your phone call," she said, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

Derek shivered, and not in a good way.

As soon as Kelly sauntered away, Derek thought he might be afforded some peace and quiet. However, a hand clapping down on his back shattered his tranquility. He tilted his head in the direction of the hand. It was just JJ.

"Hey, Champ," she joked, sitting down on the barstool beside him. She laughed, raising her strawberry margarita to salute him. "Why the long face? You're turning down all these ladies left and right. Aren't the leggy ones your type?"

Derek snorted, eyeing his rather tipsy friend as she chuckled into her hand. "You find any guys you want to call you?" he asked, switching the subject to her.

She shook her head. "Tut tut, Morgan," she scolded. "You're not getting off that easy. You're the one who needs a love life right now the most. You needed to find a girl here."

Taken a back, he frowned. "Excuse me?" he said, annoyed. "What makes you say I'm the one who most needs a love life? You, Garcia, and Rossi don't exactly have such hoppin' sex every week either."

"Yeah, but Dave and I don't mope over our exes like you do," she snorted. "And for your information, I get great action, so shush your mouth."

Derek had nothing to say to refute what she said because there was nothing to deny. He really did mope over the fact Penelope broke up with him. He remained silent at JJ's observation of his apparently obvious feelings.

Eventually, though, he found himself unable to bring something about Penelope up. He couldn't help it; the sight of her laughing at something some douchebag was saying overtook his former stoicism.

"Well, it's funny you should mention that because I got some very good news." Smug, he pulled out his match card with Penelope and slapped it down in front of JJ. "Read it and weep, blondie," he said.

JJ picked up the card and read it. She nodded as if impressed, but then tossed it over her shoulder so it fluttered to the ground. "Derek, you have to move on. You can't win her back." Giving him a sympathetic glance, she added, "It sounds harsh, but you know what? A failed relationship will just make you more upset."

Even if JJ was going to be pessimistic about it, Derek wasn't willing to give up so easily. He hopped off his barstool and went to pick up the card. Wiping the nonexistent dust off of it, he pocketed the card in his breast pocket. He was keeping this close by, even if just to remind himself they were a perfect match.

"Oh, Morgan, Morgan," JJ tsked. "I never knew you were such a romantic."

Derek sighed. "There's a lot most of you don't know about me, JJ." Even though he tried to come across as aloof to JJ's observations, it pained his heart. When he looked back at Penelope, that pain only intensified.

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"David, my love," JJ cooed as Dave guided her back into his house. "I'm thinking we've got to rethink our soulmate plan for our beloved Garcie."

He chuckled at the slightly slurred words of his lover. She nuzzled her face in his neck, purring like a cat. "You sure you're in any state to plot Garcia's future?" he asked, lifting JJ off her feet to gently set her on the couch. He sat beside her and kissed her softly.

JJ nodded lazily up at him, giggling with a glazed over look in her eyes. "I think if we're gonna find her a soulmate, we don't need to look further than our front door."

Pulling her into his arms to hold her tightly, he smiled down at her. After a night of having to pretend like it didn't bother him one bit that she was getting ogled by a bunch of much younger men, he was ready to hold her in his arms until there was no possible way he could any longer. He ran his hand over her back. He didn't think he should take anything she was saying seriously. Very soon he would be taking her upstairs to get her into bed. He was going to let her have her drunken fun now, though.

"What do you mean, bella?" he asked.

"We just gotta get her back together with Morgan!" she drawled, her fingers dancing across his beard. "Oh my God, the way he was looking at her? It was insane. I couldn't believe it."

Dave couldn't help but chuckle at that. There was no way they would be able to orchestrate that. Penelope had made it pretty clear she wouldn't get back together.

"No, I's serious!" JJ slurred, resting her head against his shoulder and snuggling in. She sighed happily. "They got a one hundred percent match on the personality tests! I saw it on Derek's card he got! I think we're going to get them together. We're good matchmakers. They'll get back together, then they'll have that baby Penelope wants so bad."

"Okay, JJ," he murmured, playing with the ends of her blonde hair. "Whatever you say." He would see if she remembered this idea in the morning. He wondered if he would actually mind getting Morgan and Garcia back together. It certainly would lower the amount of searching, but the real question was if it would be a wise idea.

Derek and Penelope set off sparks when they were in the same room together. Dave was concerned if he and JJ meddled with those two, those sparks would set them all on fire and burn their whole plan to the ground.