Revenge (A Brooklyn Nine-Nine Fanfiction)

The Bait

Freddy Maliardi sat in a Brooklyn motel room with two manila folders in his hand. The FBI had closed in on his original location in Barbados, so he had come back to hide. Two men stood, leaning against the back wall of the room.

"Listen, the only reason I called you two down here is because I can't do this alone and the rest of my crew got caught," Freddy said to the men.

Stepping forward, the first man said, "You tell us the job, we tell you our price."

"I need revenge. Jake Peralta ruined my entire operations. I want him taken care of," Freddy said with an angry expression.

"Sounds easy enough. Why do you have two files?" the second man asked, stepping forward.

"Peralta is a cop. This is his partner, Amy Santiago," he said flipping open the second file, revealing a picture of Amy and Jake standing with Jake's arm around her shoulders. They were both in police uniform. He continued speaking, "No harm is to come to her. I want someone close to Jake to feel his loss. You are to get me both of them. After Peralta is dead, we will get out safely before letting their precinct know where they are. Then you will be payed the rest of your fee. Half now, half when the deed is done."

The two men, who went by Parker and Slash, agreed.

"Okay so here's the plan..." Freddy started.

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3 weeks later at the nine-nine...

"We received a tip last night about some shady deals going down at the warehouse on Mariposa. We need a team to stakeout the location tonight. Boyle and Diaz are working on the string of jewellery store robberies so Peralta, Santiago; meet me in the captain's office after the briefing for more details," Terry announced during the morning briefing.

"Yes Sir," and "Sounds good Sarge," rang out at the same time.

Terry nodded and continued with the briefing. Afterwards Jake and Amy headed to Holt's office to discuss the assignment. Once inside, they both sat and Holt got started.

"As I'm sure Sergeant Jeffords told you, last night we received an anonymous tip about something shady going on in the warehouse on Elmer Street," he said.

Jake opened his mouth but Amy beat him to it, "Yes sir. Do we know exactly what said 'shady stuff' is?"

"No," Holt replied, "Which is why I don't want you going inside. Radio for backup if you need it, and keep me updated. Dismissed."

Holt gestured towards his door and Jake and Amy went to prepare for their mission. "Okay Santiago, good thing I got more nuts for my stakeout bag. I have a feeling I will be getting snacky tonight," Jake said, flashing her his signature grin.

Amy held in a laugh before responding, "Okay as long as you aren't throwing them around in the car. I don't want to lose an eye and have to explain it to the doctors as 'my idiot partner took out my eye with a peanut'. Could you imagine?"

"Fine. I promise not to risk your eyesight. No throwing of the nuts," he said innocently before adding "Not that you could handle them anyway."

"I can handle my nuts just find thank you," she said, suddenly realising what she had set him up for.

"'I can handle my nuts just fine', title of your sex tape," he said.

She groaned in response and continued to prepare for the night ahead of her.