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i go sleep now
stop calling it "the look of love" and start calling it "jake peralta's face, jake peralta's EYES, every time he looks at amy santiago"
How successful would Amy Santiago…
…be if she decided to become a pro-wrestler?
Yes on the microphone skills / Yes on the wrestling skills
Yes on the microphone skills / No on the wrestling skills
No on the microphone skills / Yes on the wrestling skills
No on the microphone skills / No on the wrestling skills
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Rosa taking care of Gina
Fluff, 1K words.
Summary: based on canon timeline (2x7 lockdown episode), Rosa keeps Gina from freaking out.
"Gina, I know you're scared, but you got to stop freaking out the civilians." Jake said, pointing at her.
"Yes I'm very influential."
"And, Diaz, you need to stop making of fun of Gina and help her."
"Fine," Rosa said and straightened herself, turned around to walk but noticed that Gina was still sitting on the desk. "Come on," she said, leading the way.
They got into the evidence room. Rosa grabbed two boxes and put them on the floor.
"Why did we come here?" Gina asked as she sat down on the box.
"'Cause you can see the whole bullpen from the captain's office and my job is to keep you from freaking out."
"Yeah, that makes sense," Gina sighed. Her eyes were watery and her teeth were chattering. She hugged herself to soothe her trembling body.
Rosa looked at the red haired woman and felt bad for her. It was like the day she got robbed. Under her shell and bold personality, there was a person who would understandably be scared of things, such as death.
It was hard to endure seeing her like this. She sighed, still standing. "Alright," big blue eyes looked up to her. "I'll get your coat and see if there's any coffee. Don't leave this room." Gina nodded.
After a minute, Rosa came back with coffees in both hands, Gina's coat hanging from her arm. "I had to punch someone to get these coffees," Rosa jokingly said as Gina's hands rose to grab one. She left her coffee on the ground and put on her coat in one swift move. "Thank you," she said, wrapped tightly in thick fabric. "It's really cold in here."
"It is not," the brunette said as she sat down on the other box. "You feel cold because you're anxious."
Gina shrugged and took a sip from her coffee. "How are you so calm about this?"
It was Rosa's turn to shrug. "If it was anthrax they would've noticed it right away."
"But it still can be something dangerous, right?"
"I don't think so."
Gina put her head on her knees and groaned. "I'm gonna die!"
"You are not!" She was getting tired of repeating herself but she had to be patient, so, tried again. "Look, the same thing happened in three other precincts. It's fine, trust me."
Gina looked over her coffee and raised her eyebrows. "Are you giving me your word?"
"I am."
"Then I promise you this, if things don't go well, I'll be chasing you in hell."
"Sweet," her lips twitched, almost a smile appearing. She bit her cheek and held out her mug. Gina gave her a frustrated look and clincked their mugs slowly. "You're not helping me, at all!"
Rosa dropped her shoulders, she didn't know what else she could do. "Why don't you play with your phone?" she asked.
"I'm in crisis, Rosa!" She was still rubbing her arms with her hands. "What do you do when you're anxious?"
Rosa thought for a second. "Just sit silently and bounce my leg."
They shared an awkward look.
"Why don't we just... talk? Maybe it'll distract you."
Gina grinned. "But you hate small talk."
"Yes, that is why it'll be our secret." Rosa took a long sip from her coffee. "And you'll owe me one."
"Ah, I see. Okay." Gina bit her lower lip, thinking. "What are you doing tonight?"
The brunette pursed her lips. "I don't have any plans. Maybe I'll do yoga."
The redhead's mouth fell open, she shifted in her box excitedly. "You do yoga? I love yoga. How come you've never told me this before?!" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "We should start doing yoga at work!"
"I'll pass that," she took another sip, trying real hard to hide her smirk.
"Rude." Gina shook her head disapprovingly.
"What about you?"
"Ugh, the usual. Have a few drinks, then sex with an extremely hot man." Rosa raised her eyebrows. "Okay, fine, I was just going to watch Grey's Anatomy and die of boredom." She squinted her eyes, "and you'll watch it with me."
"Nope."
"Fine. You'll have a drink with me." She lowered her voice, "will you?"
"Alright, we now know what to do tonight."
Gina clapped her hands in amusement. "Aww, look at us, we're digging this small talk! Amy would be so proud of us."
Rosa smiled. "I am, too."
Their conversation shifted to ,as Gina called it, "gossip time". She started telling her everything she heard about the people in the precinct. Then about the spoiled girls in her dance group. Then about her mother, then about her favorite shows... Rosa was just listening to her, humming and nodding time to time, playing with her empty mug. Judging by her sitting, Gina was more comfortable and probably stopped caring about the thing that brought them to the evidence room in the first place. Which meant that the detective successfully completed the job. Though there was a little hangup: Rosa didn't want this moment to end.
Around an hour later, Captain Holt and Sergeant Jeffords came back, just like the test results. The suspicious powder wasn't anything serious and they were all free to go home.
Gina was packing up her purse when Rosa came to her desk. "Hey," she said. "None of us have eaten anything, would you like to--"
"We'll celebrate Thanksgiving together. Cute." Her eyes were shining, she couldn't stop smiling since they received the good news.
Rosa simply nodded. "Seems like that."
"Proposing a first date on Thanksgiving to show your gratefulness to God for sending me to you. That's very romantic, actually." Her big famous grin appeared. She walked around her desk and faced Rosa. "Let's go, my lady," she took her arm.
Rosa rolled her eyes, pretending to be annoyed.
ohhhhhh, mama
If you think Amy Santiago has never pegged Jake Peralta, you’re a damn fool.