Title: Wedding Date Blues: Favours Between Friends (Part 1 of 5)
Author: Trista Groulx
Rating: T, same as the show
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, I just think they need to get out and play more often. I shall return them unharmed. They belong to their network, creator, writers and actors and actresses who brought them to life.
Summary: Emily Prentiss is told she must attend a high profile family wedding, along with a date. She decides to bring her friend and co-worker Spencer Reid. But first she must get him to agree to attend.
Notes: This little plot bunny jumped into my head, and before I knew what was happening I had a five part fic! I love Reid so I'm playing with cannon pairings for him. I hope you enjoy!
The fic is complete on my computer, but as always I reserve the right to be evil.
Emily Prentiss sighed, as she hung up the phone. Her mother had just informed her that she not only wanted her to attend her cousin's wedding, but expected her daughter to have a date. She didn't have the time to find a date, if she had time to do that she would have found one already. Prentiss hated that she was being forced to go because he cousin was marrying some high profile senator's son; and it would embarrass Ambassador Prentiss if her only daughter showed up solo.
She tried to focus on a file in front of her, but couldn't, she was too frustrated. She couldn't believe that with only a phone call her mother could affect her so much. Prentiss didn't even want to go to the wedding. She knew that it would only end up being an opportunity for her mother to show her off, to not only her family, but also to all of the other diplomats who were going to be in attendance. Since Elizabeth Prentiss could not brag about her daughter's less the glamorous career she was looking to brag about her daughter's lack of love life.
She could feel Derek Moragn's eyes on her from his desk. She sighed, looking up, which he took as an invitation to walk over. He sat down on the edge of her desk smiling at her. Prentiss tried to ignore her co-worker, but he made it very difficult looking so sexy sitting with a hound-dog look staring at her.
"You look like someone dropped an anvil on your head," chuckled Morgan.
"Thanks," she chuckled. "Are you aware that even when you're being a jerk you're endearing."
He shrugged then flashed her one of his thousand-watt smiles. "Sorry, what's wrong anyway?"
"My mother just called to inform that I should have a date for my cousin's wedding in a few weeks. I didn't even realise I had agreed to go in the first place. Like I don't have enough pressure on me with this job," she sighed.
"You could always tell her you're working?"
"Then she would march right into Hotch's office and demand I have the day off. My cousin is marrying some senator's son, so it's a big deal to her. I really don't have the time for this, but I know she won't let me get away with slipping out of it."
"Well if you're stuck I'll go with you."
She laughed. "What so that you can hit on every woman in the room, while ignoring me? That is not my idea of a good time. It's already going to be miserable. I at least want a date who will know that I am in the room when I am not busy chatting it up with some obscure cousin or diplomat friend of my mother's."
"Come on, I wouldn't ignore you. You are impossible to ignore."
"You know that as soon as you saw someone in a shorter dress you'd be gone. Stop trying to be a hero. I am not one of those girls you pick up at the bar who doesn't know how you really operate when it comes to women. I'm not taking you Morgan, and you will thank me for it later."
He shrugged. "If you change your mind, offer's still on the table."
"Thanks," she muttered, getting up to get herself a cup of coffee.
She thought for a moment that maybe Morgan was onto something. Not about bringing him to the wedding, but maybe she could ask someone who she worked with. Her mother didn't say she had to bring someone she was actually dating. She knew that she had to bring someone that her family would reasonably believe she would date, and would play along for the weekend.
She began to think about the guys she worked with. She wanted to go with someone on the team, because she knew she could trust them. She knew Morgan was out of the question because he couldn't be in a room full of women without hitting on at least five of them at once.
She thought that she might be able to bring Hotch. Then realised that someone in attendance might know he was her boss, and that would end badly. There was also the fact that Aaron Hotchner was still fixated on his family that would make things impossible. Hotch was also still in love with his ex-wife, which would make the wedding even less fun for them both.
As much as she wanted to bring David Rossi with her just got a rise out of her mother. She knew she would never approve of her daughter dating an older man. Bringing Rossi would pose the same problem as bringing Hotch with her. It was even more likely that someone would know him, because of his books. She knew she had to bring someone who everyone would believe she was dating, and would not get reported back to the FBI and things could get strange.
She knew JJ would let her borrow Will for a weekend, but she really didn't want to go to a wedding with her friend's husband. If she was going to be forced into brining a date, she wanted to at least bring some who she could sleep with, if the opportunity came up. She knew Garcia could probably line someone up for her, but she couldn't trust that the date would actually be able to behave himself with a group of diplomats.
If she wanted to really upset her mother she could always bring Penelope Garcia along. She would have so much fun with the always fun technical analyst. She knew that her mother's head would explode if she brought a woman as a date. She didn't really want to have pick up some guy at the wedding either, that seemed a little cliché. She knew she had to bring a male member of the BAU team.
She sighed, realising this only left Spencer Reid as her possible date. As much as she wasn't sure she wanted to go with Reid, she knew that she would easily be able pass him off as a real date to her family. He was pretty awkward, but he was quick to learn anything. He would make the perfect choice. Her mother had only met him a couple of times, and she never complained about him; unlike most of the other people she worked with.
She laughed to herself picturing Reid in his strange outdated glasses, wearing a geeky sweater at a wedding. She knew that she could get him to wear something she picked out from him. He wouldn't try to hit on anyone else, and it never hurt to bring a handsome young doctor to family get together. Now she just had to figure out to get him to agree to with her. Just then he appeared next to her, to fill up his own coffee cup.
"Reid, I have a huge favour to ask you. I'll owe you forever if you say yes," she explained, pouring some coffee into his cup.
He looked at her quizzically. "What's the favour?"
"My mother wants me to go to my cousin's wedding in a couple weeks, and she expects me to show up with a date."
She shook her head, how could someone so incredibly smart be so beyond oblivious? She wondered. She knew that he hadn't had much in the way of social interaction growing up, but she assumed that being on the BAU team would have taught him a thing or two. The confused look on his face was far from reassuring. He had no idea what she was talking about, as he added his five sugars to his coffee.
"I was wondering if you'd be able to come with me," she explained.
"As a friend, of course," she assured him. "We'll tell my family you're my date. But you don't have to do anything really, other come with me, and maybe hold my hand when we're talking with people. Please. I'm desperate."
"You're honestly telling me you can't get a real date?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means that you are not only gorgeous, but you are a very smart woman. How is even possible that you can't get a real date to this?"
She laughed. "That's sweet, Reid. You don't have to butter me up. I'm taking you."
"I never agreed."
"You will. I don't have time to find a real date in two weeks with work. Besides most men are afraid when they hear the word wedding, it makes them think of commitment."
"Isn't that what a wedding is all about? Just being a date to a wedding, is just being a date, isn't it?" he asked.
"Reid, you are adorably oblivious to the real world. But will you please come with me? I'll owe you for the rest of my life."
He shrugged. "Yeah, sure, if I'm not working I'll go with you."
"Good, I'll make sure you get the time off. Thank you. We are going to have to find some time to go shopping though."
"Shopping?" queried Reid.
"Yes, shopping, for clothes. You have to wear something at this wedding."
"You are aware that I do own clothing, right?"
"I am very aware of the kinds of clothing you own, and none of them will match my dress."
"Match your dress?"
"Yes, match my dress. A lot of people think it's antiquated but you have to match your tie to your date's dress. I am almost certain you do not own anything to match my dress, which by the way you are not seeing until we get there."
"I thought it was the groom who couldn't see the dress before the ceremony," he laughed nervously.
"I just want you to be surprised, you'll see why when you see the dress. The surprise will kind of be my way to thank you for coming."
"All right, I guess. So why exactly do I have to go shopping for a whole new suit?"
"Because you need a new suit when you are wearing a new tie," she explained. "If you are going to accompany me to a wedding you are going to have to play the part."
"Are you sure you can't ask anyone else? There seem to be a lot of rules to this whole arrangement, and I don't even know half the rules about dating a woman."
She stifled her laughter. "All the more reason to bring you along, you're the genius with the photographic memory."
"Eidetic," he corrected.
Hotch then scurried out of his office, which always meant that there was something big was happening. The two agents followed him into the conference room to be briefed on their latest case. Prentiss knew that passing Reid off as her date she was going to have some work to do. She tried to focus on what was going, hoping it would help her to forget about the wedding she was being forced to go to.
End Part 1
Notes: My very metro soon to be brother in law informs me you must match your tie to your date's dress. I just like the idea of Prentiss picking out clothes for Reid. Use your imaginations tho, I won't do it justice. Part the next entitled " Dinner with the Prentisses"