Leather Jacket [Rosa Diaz]

Twenty Four

CORAL PALMS: PART 2

Y/N sat at her desk where the rest of the crew were holed up. She watched the clock slowly tick its way to lunch, but wasn't really paying attention; Gina stood behind Rosa as she was doing her work; Charles sat reading a magazine beside Y/N as Amy came rushing up to the four to escape the weirdness wrath of Hitchcock.

"Guys, guys, the marshal gave me good news about Jake." Amy beamed causing Charles to rise abruptly from his seat.

"Jake's back. Jake's back!" Charles exclaimed before turning around to the three oblivious girls behind him. "Oh, we're not ready. We need gummy worms. We need them now!" He slapped the back of his hand into his other palm.

"No, Charles." Amy placed her hands on his shoulders stopping the boy from jumping up and down as Charles' face then deflates into a frown. "Jake is still wherever he is, but since it's been six months, the marshal is letting me write a one-page letter to Jake which she will read to him and then set on fire. Is there anything you guys want me to write?"

"You have to tell Jake about my new son, Nikolaj. That he's four years old, he's from Latvia, he calls me 'comrade', and I love him so much." Charles closed his eyes and rested his hands on his chest, one on top of the other.

"Will do." Amy nodded before turning to the curly headed girl. "Rosa, anything you want to tell Jake?"

"Yeah. Tell him I said..." She nodded.

"You want me to write that you nodded slightly?" Amy furrowed her brows together tightly.

"He'll know what it means." Rosa squinted back before returning to her paperwork.

"I would like you to tell Jacob that I'm thinking about him and hoping that he's safe." Gina starts as Amy tilts her head slightly to the side. "What? Meet the new Gina, who always puts others before herself. Can you make the whole letter about me doing that?"

"Um, yeah." Amy nodded slowly before turning to Y/N. "Y/N/N?"

"Just say to him that... your desk phone keeps on ringing at 9:30 pm, and I'm slightly worried." Y/N recalled.

Gina reached up a hand to lightly clasp the throat before gasping, "What if it was Rihanna?"

"Oh, it could be." Y/N agreed changing her gaze from Gina to Amy. "Then add... It could be, Rihanna." She tapped her desk as she said every word.

"Then add a shrugging emoji," Gina suggested.

Amy bobbed her head, "Yeah, I'll just tell him that everything's exactly the same." She clasped her hands together in front of her body as Terry appeared from the briefing room in a hurry.

"Guys, briefing room, five minutes." Terry pointed to the room behind him as people start to take seats. "We're getting a new captain. Again!" He huffed.