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requested by: my boredness
A/N: I wanted to do a Diaz fic cuz she scary
I was at this bar called Shaw's with my friends from the firehouse. It was a cop bar, but since someone burned down our bar, we didn't have anywhere else to go.
Of course, the cops were not happy to see us there, at their bar.
I tried explaining what happened, but they wouldn't listen to me. Typical cops.
"You can't be here," some dude, I think his name is Jack or John or whatever, told me.
"Why not?" I asked, taking a sip of my whiskey.
"Because," John Peterson (I think that's his name. He wears his badge like John McLane) said. "This is a cop bar. Right, Hank?" he asked the bartender.
"I don't care who's here!" Hank responded. "Just whoever gets me money!"
"How about a drink off?" suggested Allie Sanderson (I'm pretty sure was her name), John's partner suggested. "Whoever spends the most money by the end of the night wins the bar?"
The cops won, sadly, and for some reason Trevor, my coworker, blamed me like, sorry dude I don't care if some firefighter burned down our bar. Those cops are pretty.
I didn't say that to his face. Because he already suspected I was flirting with one of them. Her name's Rosa and she's gorgeous. And bi. Lingual and sexual. Like damn.
We were at this theater that had been burned down, and for some reason the 99 came, like seriously?
I can't complain though, because John Peterson and the beautiful Rosa Diaz were assigned the case.
"Woah woah woah... What are you doing here?" asked Elliot, another one of my stupid coworkers.
"To investigate the arson, duh," John Peterson responded.
"Elliot, we can't find anything. Let Diaz and Peterson take this one."
"Huh?" asked John. "Who's Peterson?"
"You," I responded. "John Peterson. That's your name, right?"
"What? No! It's Jake Peralta!"
"Eh. I liked Peterson better. You should change it."
"Wait..." Jake (I guess his name was) said. "You knew Rosa's name..."
"Yeah," I responded. "I only don't remember people's names who aren't that important to me."
"Heh. You should change it, Jake. That'd be funny," Rosa joked, a smile on her face.
~ time skip brought to you by Taylor Swift's restraining order on Jake Peralta ~
Me and Rosa got to know each other better (as much as she would tell me. She's kinda secretive. And scary), and she invited me to Shaw's with her and the 99. For some reason.
They all hated me at first (I can't blame them. Cops seem to get jealous easy), but after about a week or so, and after Rosa asked me to be her girlfriend, they started to like me better.
Probably because they're scared Diaz would kill them if they didn't.
I honestly don't care what they think of me. So what if I'm a firefighter?
What's with the stupid feud, anyway?
Like, sure, Boone hates them cuz they're always "stealing our cases", but that's not our job! That's their job! Our job is to put out the fires and theirs is to solve the arson!
Sorry, I'm rambling, aren't I? I just get so worked up about this.
~ time skip brought to you by Ray Holt's hate for nicknames ending in "y" ~
Anyways, this isn't my diary. It's a story. I'm here to tell you it.
Me and Rosa had been together for like, 3 years now?
I honestly think that's the longest relationship she's had. With a woman, at least.
It was July 4th, and the ring I had bought was burning a hole in my pocket.
Haha burning. Cause I'm a firefighter, get it?
We were watching the fireworks on the roof of the precinct.
"Hey, Rosa, I've got a question," you said.
"What's up?" she asked.
You smiled softly, pulling the ring out of your pocket. "It'd be totally rad if we got married, right?" You suddenly started laughing. "I'm sorry, Peralta told me to say that..."
"I'll kill him, after I marry you," Rosa said.
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