Nick walked into the kitchen when he suddenly heard Boyle singing and whistling. He turned around to share a look with Sam who was equally surprised as she heard him from next to Peralta.
The detective quickly walked towards Jake and the group as they watched Boyle sing happily. "Man, Charles has been so happy and confident Ever since he hooked up with that professor at the captain's party." Jake said.
"She has tenure, and also has ten years, Times two, older than him." he added. "That sucked." Rosa and Sam said at the same time. "Yeah." he agreed quickly.
"It's nice to see him like this." Nick said. "He's so confident. This morning, he finally corrected the barista When she called him "Charlize." He's been living as "Charlize Broil" for five years." Terry joined in.
"It's great." It's all so great. He could take it down, just a smidge." Sam said reminding them all of how he had started singing during a murder crime scene in the morning.
"But whatever, I can handle the singing. I'm just so happy for that guy. It's about time he caught a break." Jake said happily.
"Sexy train is leaving the station. Check out this caboose. Later, sluts." Charles called out as he grabbed his jacket and left the bullpen.
"Just let him have it. Great job, Boyle." Jake cheered on.
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"Peralta, where are we with the black cab holdups?" Terry asked as they all sat in the briefing room. "Well-" Jake said as he was just to get up. "I got this, Jakey." Charles said as he headed to the podium.
"Oh, all right. Have at it, man." Jake said as he sat back in the chair. "Nice jeans, Boyle. Those are surprisingly low-waisted." Gina complimented.
"Eyes up here, Gina. I'm more than just a piece of ass." Boyle sassed back making others let out 'ooh's'. "Not bad, not bad." she said in return.
"An unlicensed cab driver's been picking up tourists. Driver take the vics down under the B.Q.E., Robs 'em at gun, leaves them stranded. Unfortunately, because they're tourists, and our perp is not Caucasian, we don't have a clear idea of what he looks like." he informed them all.
"We'll go undercover, dress as out-of-towners, Hope the perp picks us up. Don't worry, Sarge, we'll nail this guy." he said tossing back the screen remote at Terry who looked impressed with the new Boyle.
"I can't believe I was just Briefly attracted to Boyle. Ugh. Ugh!" she said disgusted with herself.
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"Crap, uh crap, crap again. Crap crap crap crap crap!" Nick said frustrated while he checked on websites and then banged his hand over the keyboard on his desk before letting out a sigh.
"Whoa, big boy. What's up with that anger issue?" Terry asked him.
"My roommate, Jason, asked me to move out last night because he wants his girlfriend to move in with him." he explained.
"Ahh that's rough. I remember when in Tokyo, I had to move out a lot cause all of the boys got their girlfriends to live with them." the Sergeant explained.
"What did you do then?" Nick asked curiously. "I moved in with my then girlfriend, Keiko..." Terry said but Nick gave him the look to continue. ".. who also broke up with me so I had to move out." he admitted.
Nick sighed deeply at the fail of that idea. "Why don't you move in with Cara? You guys are doing good right?" Terry asked. "Uh we're good but she travels a lot on tour with her band so she's barely home anytime." Nick explained.
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YOU WITH ME - A B99 STORY (OC x OC)
FanfictionSamantha (Sam) Jade Cooper and Naksuo (Nick) Hitomishi Lee, two of the best detectives at the 99th precinct of the NYPD are best-est of friends. A friendship that is so pure and strong along with their co- workers and detectives: Jake Peralta, Amy S...