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"Charles, this is exciting." Jake grinned at his best friend, patting his arm. "Medal of Valor."
"I know." Charles beamed, his hat tucked under his arm, both detectives uniforms pristine and creaseless.
"For getting shot in the butt." Jake spoke, clearly struggling to contain his chuckles. Neveah, on Jake's other side swatted the childish detective on the arm, rolling her eyes at his antics. "And you Nev, for getting shot in the thigh protecting both Charles and Rosa."
"For exceptional acts of heroism or voluntary risk of personal safety." Charles corrected Jake. "But you know, six of one."
"This is one of the NYPD's highest honours." Holt explained, "Today is your day, Detective Boyle, and yours too Detective Ryan. You both deserve this award."
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"Heroism can't be measured by a piece of metal." Gerber, the official behind the lectern, declared. "But what else can we do to recognize the brace officers that have put their lives on the line? It is my great honour to present the Medal of Valor to Detective Charles Boyle," Charles hobbled out of the wings with the aid of his walking stick to the claps of the audience, standing to the right of the lectern. "Detective Neveah Ryan," Neveah limped over to the lectern, forgoing the use of her crutches when she really should have been using them, standing beside Boyle, the same level of applause that Charles received following the announcement of her name. "And Sergeant Peanut Butter." The chestnut horse was led onto stage with riotous applause from the crowd.
"Oh my god." Jake grinned, turning to Captain Holt, "Charles and Nev are getting the same medal as a horse." He spoke, again struggling to contain his laughter as he clapped.
"At least Boyle and Ryan were announced first." Holt commented, leaning towards Jake as he spoke as to not disturb people around them.
"Because the horse outranks them. This is amazing." Jake laughed, a large grin sporting his lips as he watched both Charles and Neveah be given their medals.
"That's enough Peralta." Holt scolded, "This is a huge honour and nothing can take that away from both of them"
"The horse is pooping on the stage." Jake pointed out, "Sergeant Peanut Butter is pooping on the stage." Sergeant Peanut Butter snorted and made somewhat of a fuss as Gerber, Charles and Neveah saluted, Neveah struggling to hold back an eye roll at the horse's antics.
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Neveah was lounging in her desk chair, focus going between the file open on the desk in front of her and the document of evidence open on the computer in front of her. The female had the rest of the bullpen behind her completely tuned out with the aid of her Sony XM4 headphones blasting one of her playlists, although only through one headphone, the other tucked behind her ear so that Neveah could hear anyone trying to communicate with her.
