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chapter five

season two episode one ; undercover . . .

part three . . .

terry, zach, rosa, amy . . .

ninety-ninth precinct . . .

rec. room . . .

three pm . . .


"I miss my mommy," Terry said, acting his persona of a seven-year-old boy. "This is boring."

"Captain's not here, Sarge. You can drop the act." Rosa snapped, sitting sideways on a chair. Zach was at the table, playing candy crush on his phone.

"You can drop your butt," Terry said.

"You can drop your butt!" Rosa snapped back.

"It's okay, I got this." Amy interrupted before anything could escalate. "How about we finish building this tower?" Amy asked. "The structure's done, but we've barely started on the landscaping."

"I wanna build a spaceship!" Terry picked up the tower and smashed it.

"I worked so hard on that. There were stables." Amy said, voice quiet.

"These toys suck." Rosa got up.

"Okay. Then we'll get you some better toys... Timmy." Rosa walked past Terry, Zach following her.







terry, rosa, amy, holt . . .

ninety-ninth precinct . . .

roof . . .

three-forty-five pm . . .


When Holt walked out onto the roof, he didn't expect to see three of his Detectives and his Sergeant playing on a bounce house, shrieking with laughter.

"Jump, Timmy, jump!" Rosa said. "Now you're having fun."

"Sergeant!" Holt shouted. They stopped jumping.

"Captain, we were just, uh-"

"Timmy was cranky." Zach cut Terry off.

"We're just letting him tire himself out," Rosa added.

"Okay, everybody out!" Holt turned off the pump, the bounce house deflating.

"Okay, it's just kinda difficult. Because of the inflating."

"Wait, I'm stuck!" Zach said, falling forward as he tried to escape.

"Out now!"

"Turn on the pump!" Amy shouted. "I'm very claustrophobic!"






amy , zach . . .

ninety-ninth precinct . . .

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