(Author Note: Hey readers. I am planning to attempt to keep up with the stories that I already have posted, but I am the worst at getting bored and leaving thongs for a long period of time. If there is a story that needs to be updated let me know and I will do my best to get a chapter out. I had this fantastic thought and I thought that I would share it with yall in this new story. I hope that you enjoy. ~Potter-Weasley-Granger1)
Year 1990-Jake and Amy are 8
Hmmm I sigh to myself in content, "We will be best friends forever, right Jake?" "Yea, sure best friends forever smiles my eight-year-old best friend Jake Peralta.
We see each other every day. Our families live in the same building we have the same friends and we go to the same school. This year our mom's even let us walk to school together without parents!
Jake and I have always been friends, but we got even closer after his dad left. His mom would have to go to work and would ask if Jake could stay over at our apartment. Living with six brothers of my own growing up it wasn't any issue to me it was like adding another brother to the list.
Year 2000-Jake and Amy are 18
"Jake its going to be alright," I say trying to reassure him.
"But I loved her, well I thought I did. She was everything to me," Jake whines.
There he goes again claiming that he loved the girl. Jake goes out with every girl and somehow still manages to get his heart broken when they dump him. My childhood bedroom is our hide out. My brothers don't dare enter and my mom loves Jake.
"Don't worry about it Jake. We graduate next week, and we will be off to NYU. There will be tons of girls for you to go out with. I am sure that girls would be dying to date Jake Peralta," I reply trying to cheer him up.
All throughout high school people asked why Jake and I didn't date. At first, I was appalled. Jake is like my brother, my best friend why would I ever want to date him, but I understood. We are good together. He agitates me and I get on his nerves. He likes to make bets and I like to win. But there is no way that would work. He isn't really serious about any of his relationships and I am in love with him.
He doesn't know that though. I have always stood on the side line as girls looked at him like a piece of meat and I tried to keep him out of trouble. Gina helped a bit with the keeping him out of trouble stuff. She has always loved to make fun of how invested I am in my studies and she used to tease us about dating but stopped when Jake made a big deal out of her and some guy.
The next week at graduation as I am preparing to give my valedictorian speech Jake runs up out of breath. "Amy, Amy," he nearly shouts as he almost knocks me over.
"Yes, Jake what can I do for you," I ask agitated that he is interrupting my practice time.
"I have a proposition for you. Now hear me out," he says with his hands up in a defense, "I was thinking, not for your sake because I don't think that you will have a problem, but for me. If for some reason by the time we are thirty we aren't married I think that we should get married."
For a moment I think that he is joking. Like that he is trying to freak me out before I go on stage to give my graduation speech. But he doesn't crack a smile or laugh he seems genuine and I am confused. Did I say something or give the wrong impression?
"Jake, I don't understand. We are just friends. I am confused," I reply still trying to comprehend what he was saying.
"No, we are. I just, I love you like a sister and we are such great friends. If for some reason we don't find 'the one' if there is a one, then I thought that we could always you know be together. It's just an end of high school pact," smiles Jake.
I take a deep breath and say, "Oh, what the heck. Sure. If by the time we are both thirty we aren't married, then we find each other. Deal."
Jake sticks out his hand and spits on it. This has always been our way of promising each other something. I stick out my hand and spit on it and we shake.
There is a very small window of us actually getting married so I'm not worried. I do still love him. I just don't want him to marry me because he feels like he is obligated to. I'd rather he loved me too.
Year 2012-Jake and Amy are 30
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Amy, happy birthday to you," shouts my friends as I blow out the candles on my birthday cake. Wow 30 years old. I am getting old.
This is the third birthday that I haven't spent with Jake. We stayed close after college and in the academy but were assigned to different precincts Jake to the 99 and me to the 82. Gina still keeps us all in touch periodically and we will go out for drinks or to lunch but its nothing like when we were kids.
Then it dawns on me. I just turned thirty. I am younger than Jake his birthday being June 18 and mine being September 10. I am not married, and I don't believe that I have seen a wedding announcement for one Jacob Peralta in the paper.
I do have a boyfriend, well if you could call him that. Teddy and I are complicated. We are off and on and I actually find him quite boring. But I am not going to go out and seek Jake Peralta for a pact that we made when we were eighteen.
I hope that Gina doesn't say anything to Jake. She is here at the party and I know that she will see him tomorrow at the 99. She is the assistant at the 99 to the captain there. She sees Jake every day.
She told me before the party started that Jake wanted to be here, but that he had to work late shift today. So, he knows, and he remembers.
I mean I would still consider Jake my best friend. We still hang out all the time. We watch Die Hard and eat take out. He tries to get me to eat cereal with orange soda. We have fun, but I am still in love with him and he can't know.
The next morning
"Santiago, my office," shouts my captain as he walks through the bullpen.
I quickly make my way to his office and close the door behind me. "Santiago. You are getting moved up the chain. We are receiving new recruits and you are being reassigned to the," he looks down at his paper and all I can think is anywhere but the nine-nine. "You are being reassigned to the 99 as a tactical detective. They are putting together a group of detectives to infiltrate and go deep undercover and they hand chose you. You should be honored. Your reassignment is effective immediately. Pack your things and report to the nine-nine by lunch," he says dismissing me.
I am confused. Sure, I am honored to be picked, but what is this all about. And now I will be in the same work place as Jake. It will be nice to see him every day I suppose. And Gina. I have actually missed her picking on me. I can't even believe that I admitted that.
I go over to my desk and start to pack the little that I have in and on my desk into the card board box that was left in my chair. The guy that I share a table with gives me a questioning look and I just reply, "Been reassigned. I'll see you around." I didn't like him all that much. He was too lazy for my taste.
I go out to my car and I set my small box of things in the passenger seat as I start the 45-minute traffic jam to the 99.
I pull into the parking garage for the nine-nine and I see it. Jake's dumb car that he bought right after we got out of the academy. And right next to it was the only open parking spot.
Quickly I park, grab my box and make my way up to the bullpen. I want to make a good impression on my new superior officer, so I need to be upstairs before lunch is over. I walk out of the elevator and thankfully there is no one in the room. The captain is in his office, so I make my way over and knock on the door.
He waves me in and says, "Ah, detective Santiago it is very nice to meet you. I am Captain Raymond Holt. I am glad that you were able to come so quickly. We have a lot to discuss."
Captain Holt assigns me a new desk and tells me to be in the briefing room in five minutes. I don't want to wait and possibly see Jake before I meet anyone else so I go wait in the briefing room for the next five minutes.
As I am sitting waiting only one person shows up other than Holt before the meeting is actually supposed to start. He is a very large, muscular, black guy that looks like he could take twenty men down at once.
I look down at my watch and it has been six minutes before another person walks into the room. Finally, nearly ten minutes go by and the last couple of people come in the room laughing and cracking jokes. Then I hear his laugh. I would know Jake Peralta's laugh out of anyone in the whole room. There he is smiling at something that Gina said as they walk into the briefing room.
"Peralta," booms Holt, "why are the three of you so late?"
"Well Cap-i-tan, we went out for lunch and it took a little longer than planned. Sorrrrry," Jake replies.
Jake, Gina and the other guy that was with them take a seat and don't even seem to notice me.
"I have called this meeting to go over some important business," starts Holt, "First, everyone this is detective Santiago. She just got reassigned from the 82. She will be a vital role in our big operation which is next on the agenda."
I turn to look at everyone and I feel Jake's eyes burning holes into me. the big guy looks at me and says, "Hi, I'm Terry. That is Jake Peralta, Gina Linetti, Charles Boyle, Hitchcock, Scully, and Rosa Diaz."
I wave trying to be friendly. I remember Rosa from the academy, and I was scared of her then and I am terrified of her now. Terry seems cool. And Charles seems friendly he waved at me when Terry said his name.
"Next, we are conducting an undercover operation that will require our best detectives. The assignment is simple there is a high priority event going on with celebrities of all kinds. We have intel that a certain group will be targeting the event and planning to take out many of the people in attendance. Two detectives will go undercover to infiltrate and become a part of the assassin group. The others of you will be doing recon and checking in. Be a handy man or a plumber," explains Holt.
"Uh, which detectives are going undercover captain," asks Charles.
"Santiago and Peralta," states Holt simply, "Peralta, Santiago come see me in my office."
I get up without saying a word or looking at Jake. How am I supposed to go undercover with him? Deep undercover at that. I go directly to the captain's office and I stand awkwardly as we wait for Jake to show up.
He finally walks in the door and says, "Hey Ames, it's good to see you."
I can't help but smile at the nickname that he gave me when we were five. There was no reason for it, but one day he just started calling me that and it just stuck.
I sit as the captain leans forward in his chair prepared to say something, "Santiago, Peralta. You will be going in as a assassin couple. The two of you will be looking for a new assignment and the plan is to get you on the team to attack the high priority party. You will go in as a married couple, but the only way this will work is if the two of you are actually married. There has to be real legal proof. Peralta has been talking for a while about some pact that the two of you made. Looks like that pact is about to become a reality."
I look at Jake and I am confused. He knew that I was going to be here? He talked about the pact at work with his colleagues?
"You have a week to make the arrangements and to go undercover," states Holt not looking up from the paper that he is reading.
I am in awe. I get up automatically and I leave the office. I walk over to my desk and I notice that Jake is my desk partner and that my name is already on my desk. He knew. He knew that I was coming, and he didn't say a word.
Now here I am having to actually marry him, for a job and a stupid pact that we made at 18 and I don't have any idea of what to do. I try to think when I hear, "Amy. Are you alright? You don't look to good." I turn to see Gina talking to me before I bolt for the terrace, I need a smoke.
As I stand outside with a cigarette between my lips, I hear the door open then close loudly. "Hey, Ames. I thought that I'd find you out here," says Jake and I can hear the smile in his voice. "You alright?"
I look over at him and there he is with his big goofy grin.
"You knew, didn't you? That I was going to be reassigned to here," I ask.
"Not for sure. Holt came to me a couple of weeks ago about the undercover assignment. He told me what we needed, and I had mentioned to Charles a couple of days before about you and the pact and the fact that your birthday was coming up soon. Holt heard when Charles made a big deal of it all. Holt looked you up and he asked me about you as a detective. He read your file then picked you I guess he just wanted to know about you. I thought that he might bring you in and he didn't seem bothered by the whole pact thing. He said that it would be safer if we were really married instead of just pretending. I am sorry that I didn't come to your party. The past three years we have really not spent the time together that I have wanted to. I have really missed you Amy," Jake says truthfully.
I throw my cigarette onto the ground and I step on it watching the flame die before I look back up at Jake. "I have missed you too."
"Are we really going to get married? I mean what will we tell our families. My mom thinks that you want nothing to do with me. She asked me about you like a year ago and I was honest with her. I told her that we hung out sometimes, but that we had lost touch. Wont they be suspicious about us getting married all of a sudden. I mean I never told anyone else about the pact," I reply nervous about everything all of a sudden.
"Don't worry about it. It's not like we have to go and meet the families. We grew up together and your mom loves me. We did promise that we would marry each other at 30 I don't think that we can break the spit promise shake," says Jake trying to get me to smile.
"I suppose not," I reply finally giving in and smiling.
I still love him with all of my heart. Maybe marrying Jake for real won't be that bad.
(Author Note: Hey guys I hope that you liked the first chapter. Please comment your thoughts I would love feedback. ~Potter-Weasley-Granger1)
