Bait. Jake Peralta x Reader
“Babe pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…” the never-ending cry of her boyfriend followed her though her apartment, causing a smile to grace her lips.
“Fine, but if it goes wrong its all your fault and I will not take any of the blame,” she said, grinning.
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“Er Raymond could I bother you for a moment,” she said as she knocked on the open door to his office.
“I am busy at the moment. Is there a chance you could come back once I have finished work today?” Holt said distracted, keeping his eye firmly on Jake through the window of
“Not really… actually, don’t worry, I’ll call Uncle Kevin instead,” she said sadly, trying her best to get a rise from her uncle. “I’m sure he’ll help me feel better.” As she went to turn around she heard a sigh from her uncle a smile crept on her lips, knowing her plan was in motion.
“Take a seat, I can help you even while I am … working” taking the seat in front of him she began to reel off the script she had practised before entering his office.
“I just don’t know what to do Uncle Raymond. I just feel like I’m not getting anywhere in life and-” with that, she let the waterworks flow. Stage two of her plan was in motion. With the tears slowly trickling down her face Holt made his way to sit beside her in an attempt to comfort her, his back turned to the window.
Outside in the relatively empty bullpen (the other detectives were all taken out due to an open case for Amy and Terry and a B&E for Rosa and Charles), Jake watched as Holt moved to comfort his niece, taking that as his cue began setting to work to release the trophy hidden in the briefcase in the centre of the bullpen, making sure to keep an eye on the conversation in the office not far from where he was. With the real trophy secured, he replaced it with the replica, quickly moving the trophy into position before rushing back to his desk as he saw the pair in the office beginning to part ways.
Throwing Jake a wink as she made her way to the elevator, ready to meet them all later at shaws.
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“Who has the trophy then?” Rosa asked, sipping on her beer as they gathered in Shaws.
“It’s certainly not me,” Amy said, a little disgruntled.
“Nor I,” Holt added.
“Of course none of you have it,” Jake smirked.
“Because we have it,” Y/N said as she made her way towards the group in the bar. Holding up the trophy in her hand she came to stand by Jake, his arm instantly sliding around her waist. “Jake and I had the trophy the whole night, you guys have been playing with a replica.”
“How?” Her uncle looked genuinely confused as did everyone else.
“Let us explain,” she smirked.
“It was a simple plan really, one we knew was so easy none of you would even think of it as one of my possible plans,” Jake continued before looking to the woman in his arm as if to tell her to continue.
“When Jake knew that this year's heist was simply going to be between him and Holt until everyone else returned to the precinct, he came up with a wonderful plan”
“Y/N came up with the idea really, knowing her darling Uncle could never turn away his niece when she was in a time of crisis, she decided to use that as a distraction.”
“When Jake text me the bullpen was empty, I came to you, Uncle Raymond, ready to take your attention away from the task at hand. When the waterworks came I knew you wouldn’t put the heist above comforting me. You, of course, took the bait,” Y/N grinned, before continuing. “With your back turned, Jake used the opportunity to open the case, remove the trophy and replace it with a replica for the rest of you to play with for the evening, before positioning the actual trophy in the elevator for me to collect on my way down after our lovely little heart to heart Uncle Raymond. And that is how this year we are the winners.”
Silence settled around Holt for a moment as he processed the loss.
“That truly is a wonderful plan but I have to ask, how do you two actually know each other?”
“Ah well you see that's the other thing we wanted to share along with our win this evening,” Jake smiled, pulling Y/N just a little closer. “You remember that night about 7 months ago when I dropped by your house to discuss a case when you were having a small gathering that you pointed out many times I had interrupted? Well, that night I met Y/N and after we exchanged phone numbers we went on a couple of dates, and then about a month later we became an official couple.”
“You are dating my niece. My niece is dating Detective Peralta, Detective Jake Peralta, Jake and Y/N, Y/N my niece-”
“Oh no, the robot is malfunctioning,” Jake laughed, watching as Holt tried to process the information.
“We wanted to tell you when we were certain what we are, and at a special time and what better time than the Halloween heist.”
Once Holt had finally come to terms with the new information he had been presented with (both that he lost and that his niece was dating detective man child), he seemed quite pleased, seeing how happy the couple were together. He even brought everyone around to celebrate the new, happy news.
“To Y/N and Jake,” Holt said raising his glass, which everyone else soon copied and cheered too. The rest of the evening the couple spent sat talking with Jakes family (the 99) in each other's arms, sharing the details of their until now hidden relationship, all the while the pair keeping a tight grip on their trophy.