YOU WITH ME - A B99 STORY (OC x OC)

Unsolvable-1

The squad was engaged in some work or the other. Nick was discussing a case file with Rosa while Sam was revising the week's stat with Terry and Charles. Suddenly, Jake started talking loudly, bringing everyone's attention to Holt and his sprained wrist that was in a cast.

"Whoa. What's with the cast?" Jake asked loudly. "I sprained my wrist." Holt answered.

"Oh, no! What happened?" "Are you okay?" Amy and Nick asked simultaneously. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine." the Captain dismissed them all and walked to his office.

"Yeah! Geez, Amy. Back off. Leave the guy alone." Jake said till Holt entered his office and then turned to face the detectives. "All right, huddle up, everybody. Bring it in, bring it in! So he wouldn't say what happened, which can only mean one thing." Jake whispered to them.

"He's in a fight club." Gina deduced. "No. He did it doing something he's embarrassed by, like smiling. Only question is, how do you hurt your arm smiling?" Jake said.

"Could be a sports injury. I sprained my wrist in college playing field hockey." Charles boasted wrongly. "Men's field hockey?" Sam re-checked.

"Yeah. It's much more violent than the women's game. We're not allowed to wear anything that protects our breasts." he explained.

"Attention, everyone, I can hear you speculating about the nature and origin of my injury from my office. I tripped over an uneven sidewalk. I did not think it was relevant to your jobs, the jobs which you should all be doing right now. Get to work." Holt ordered and they all went back to their work.

"This week went good in total." Sam said continuing with her work. "I'll share these numbers with Holt. Good work, Cooper." Terry said and Sam walked away to her desk while walking next to where Jake and Holt quietly chatted.

"You sick son of a bitch." Jake said spitefully and so Sam punched him on the back hard. "Ow!" he yelped in pain. "You don't talk like that with the Captain, man!" Sam said angrily and then walked to her desk.

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"Hey, hey! What has three thumbs and just made another arrest? This guy!" Jake said pointing his thumbs towards himself along with the perp that he was cuffed to. 

"It doesn't work if you don't put your thumb up." he added disapproving and when the perp did he added a thankyou.

"23 solves in one month. New precinct record!" Charles said with a celebrating spirit and then put on his boom box, playing the song- 'Whatta man' .

"Dance with me, Jakey." he said as he started dancing weirdly. "Ha! No, and I will never dance to that song." Jake declined. "Congratulations Jake!" Nick said while Sam clapped in appreciation. 

"Wait to go, Jakey!" Scully said excitedly before raising his thumbtack cup to make it fall over everyone. "Are those thumbtacks? What the hell, Scully?" Rosa scolded him.

"It's in my coffee now." Sam complained. "I thought they'd make good confetti." he reasoned.

"Why?" Terry asked clearly irritated over his action. "This took a lot of hard work and a lot of late nights. Take the weekend off, Peralta." Holt said. 

"Thank you. You know, I actually might. I'm severely sleep-deprived and I'm way behind on laundry." Jake said agreeing, happily.

After everyone got back to their work, Amy walked in holding a giant bag with her. "Hey! What's with the bag? Are you going on a cruise with your mom... in 1913?" Jake teased.

"This is a very stylish bag." she defended. "Doesn't look like it." Jake said. "Sam, back me up on this." Amy asked turning to face her.

"It's not exactly that stylish." Sam said making a wincing face. Amy only pouted at her and then continued her talk with Jake.