A little something that I have been thinking about for months. Let me know what you think. The more reviews the faster the update. I know it's short but you'll appreciate the next chapter more.


"Come on Emily. He's really cute, buff, friendly and he's a cop, so there won't be a problem with your job. He'll understand it. Just let me fix you up. I promise you won't regret it." Lia pleaded with her friend who had spent most evenings over the past month on her couch.

"If he's so great Lia, why don't you date him?" Emily countered not in the mood to listen to everyone tell her how she needed to move on. She and Matt had only been on break for a month and she wasn't so sure she wanted to g out with anyone else yet.

"Because, I have my eye on something else. Something with a little Latin blood." She couldn't help but smile as Emily threw a pillow at her.

"I'm not sure I'm ready to start dating yet. I mean what if there is only one person for each of us and what if it is Matt? I don't want to jump into something else when I'm not sure what is going on between Matt and me." Emily stated fingering a photo on Lia's table of the whole gang at Sloan's after a successful negotiation. Matt's arm was around Emily's shoulders and they were looking at each other not the photographer.

"Em, seriously, you don't ever mention one person, and when was the last time you had a non-work related conversation? You're holding onto to something that may not be there." Lia said as she settled onto the couch next to Emily. "I'm sorry, but you have to face the fact that you and Matt may not get back together."

Emily burst into tears. She didn't want to face that fact; she didn't want to admit how much she missed him and how big a part of her he was.

"I don't want it to be over yet." Emily admitted quietly swiping the tears away from her eyes.

Lia put an arm around Emily. She felt bad, but she knew Emily would appreciate the effort one day.

"That's why I think you should go out with this guy. It will make Matt jealous and then he'll see what he's missing. It will all work out."

"Okay. I guess going out with him one time won't hurt, as long as he knows nothing can come from it." She replied before curling up on the couch and Lia covered her with a blanket as she dozed off into a fitful sleep.

Lia turned off the lights and went into her room carefully shutting the door. She picked up the phone and made a call.


"Emily was the best thing that ever happened to me. Why was I such a jerk? Why did I push her away?" Matt laid his head on the table at Sloan's when he finished his rant. Duff and Frank rolled their eyes at their friend. They had spent several nights in this same fashion over the past weeks. Duff ordered a new round of beers as he smacked Matt on the shoulder.

"Well I've got something that will help that. How about I fix you up with this hot chick I used to work with? She's hot man. I mean really hot. You'll forget all about Lehman." Duff said as he sipped his third beer.

"Yeah man, this girl is smoking. Duff showed me her picture. You need to get out and meet new people to help you get over her." Frank chimed in.

"I don't want another woman. I want Emily." Matt whined.

"Flannery, you're getting soft on us. I mean Lehman was way out of your league. You tried it, it didn't work. Accept it and move on." Frank said earning him a glare from Matt.

"You know what? I think I'll go home now." Matt replied standing to leave.

"Matt, wait, you're not going home to mope about Emily. Just agree to meet this chic and we'll drop it. It'll be a great way to make Lehman jealous, and then you can see how she really feels about you. One date, it'll be fine, who knows, you may even like her." Frank said winking at Duff as Matt slid back into the booth.

"Okay, one date, but not a word of this to Emily. I don't want her finding out yet." Matt conceded if only to change the subject, but he did agree to a blind date and Frank and Duff were not going to let him back out.

An hour later, the pair dropped their passed out friend on Frank's couch before sneaking out to the back porch to make phone calls. The plan was in motion and nothing was going to stop the plotters now.