Hey! So this is my first B99 story and the first fanfic I've written in over 4 years so I'm a bit rusty. Still trying to get Rosa's voice perfect. Please let me know what you think! Bi Rosa gives me life.
When Rosa finally catches a perp she's been chasing and has to deal with a female DA as tough as she is, will they butt heads or will sparks fly?
Rosa had run herself ragged working this case. The mastermind behind this new crime ring was elusive and worse he was operating in her childhood neighborhood. When they hit the hardware store owned by Mr. Martinez, an old family friend, it became personal. She and Santiago had caught and brought in several of his guys but they wouldn't rat him out. Rosa refused to be outwitted by this low-life and became obsessed with the case. She went home only to shower and change into each day's new leather jacket. Jake brought her black coffee each morning and Boyle brought her exotic lunches (which she promptly threw in the trash). Every lead she and Santiago followed ended with a dead-end or a minion who wouldn't talk. After a particularly heated integration in which Sergeant Jeffords had to physically pick Rosa up and carry her out of the room while she threatened to rip a perps vocal cords out since he didn't want to talk- she found herself in Captain Holts office.
"Captain," Rosa spoke in her most even-toned and dignified voice as Terry set her down in front of Holt's desk and tried to straighten her clothes
"Diaz" Holt replied with a raised eyebrow "Please-take a seat"
"I'd rather stand sir," she said through clenched teeth
"Diaz, I know you have been working tirelessly on this case. And I know it means a lot to you. You're a great detective and-"
"Sir I know where this is going please don't take me off this case"
"Diaz I-"
"Sir please I have another lead, I know he has a weapon's exchange planned sometimes this week. I know the place and I was trying to get the exact date and time from that -idiot- before he pissed me off. Let me try to catch this guy sir, I'll stake out the warehouse every night this week if I have to. I'm so close to catching him, sir. Please. "
Holt thought it over, he knew Diaz needed a win. They had a lot in common and as tough and stoic as she,they, acted-they had a lot of pride and something they felt they needed to prove. Being queer people of color in the police force wasn't easy, it had improved a lot in the last couple of years but their defensive walls had yet to fall. "Ok Diaz, you have a week. Rotate the rest of the squad on your stakeouts each night and catch this bastard" Holt replied in the most motivational voice he could muster.
Rosa left Holt's office pumped. She was less pumped when Boyle was the only one available to come on the stakeout that night. Boyle who had still not gotten the hint that Rosa did not like talking about her love life especially with him. After two hours of sitting in the car in silence (the way Rosa liked it ) Boyle jumped in-
"So Rosa…seeing any colts or mares lately?"
"What."
"Colt and Mares, male and female horses-"
"Boyle shut your face"
"Or are you just keeping quiet about your new lover because you don't want any questions- OR are you dating someone famous- OR are you dating two people at the same time again and can't choose- OR
"CHARLES" which each option Boyles tone and volume rose and Diaz's patience wore thin. I'm not seeing anyone ok?! I got dumped a while ago, love is stupid and this case is really important to me so can you just shut it and focus on this case PLEASE." Rosa exploded and then slumped in her seat, arms crossed.
"Jee Rosa I'm sorry I didn't know.." Charles lamented and picked up his binoculars determined to keep his mouth shut. A couple of minutes later he saw a figure scampering across the roof of the warehouse. "Diaz!"
"Boyle I told you I don't want to talk-"
'No Diaz someone's on that roof!"
"What!" Diaz sat up and snatched the binoculars from Boyles' hands and watched the shadowy figure disappear in a door on the roof. " Call in back-up and follow me, Rosa ordered while reaching for her vest in the back-seat and jumping out of the car. Charles was close behind. Rosa had already scoped out the warehouse out a couple of days before and knew exactly what she needed to do. She shimmied up a fire escape on the building next door and made a short jump to the correct roof. To his credit, Boyle kept up. Stacked against the roof door they both listened to what was happening inside. Rosa wanted to bust down the door but she heard at least 5 voices and knew she had to wait until back up arrived. Luckily uniformed officer got there quickly. Rosa radioed in their plan. Rosa knew from scoping out the place earlier that the only exits were at the ground floor and the roof. Jake and more officers made it to the roof (Jake would not shut up about how cool it was scaling the ladder and jumping to the roof) and the cops on the street turned on the sirens, trapping them so the only option was the room. Once all five perps emerged on the roof Rosa and the cops jumped out from behind air conditioning units and took them all in.
Rosa was ecstatic. She didn't know what the mastermind looked like but was sure he was somewhere within these 5.
3 hours later she was celebrating in one of her favorite ways- sitting alone at Shaw's with a beer. Steven Farrugia. She had been sure to rough him up in the takedown as well as getting himinto the interrogation room and he was just as much of a little bitch as Rosa thought he would be, these types always are, scared and blubbering as soon as shit hits the fan. She was holding him up by his collar about to pull key information when his goddamn defense attorney showed up. Rosa could not stand slimly defense attorneys. All lawyers gave her a bad vibe and this one was no different. But she let his shirt go, satisfied that she had finally cracked open her case. Smirking to herself she drained her beer and went home for a good night's sleep. She even showed up to work In her version of a good mood and brought donuts ( which skully and Hitchcock promptly demolished) She hadn't even made it to her desk when Terry blocked her path.
"Hey, Diaz …Holt needs to see you in his office " Terry looked uncomfortable. Diaz set down her coffee and peeked around to the window of Holts office where a woman in a pantsuit sat. Rosa walked in nervously and sized the women up. She looked pissed, one of her heels impatiently tapped against the floor and her arms were folded. She was black and her braids were pulled into a tight bun.
"Sir you needed me"
"Yes, Detective Diaz please sit" Holt motioned from his desk. "This is assistant district attorney Jordan Harris"
"Hello, detective" Jordan reached to shake Rosa's hand "I've been sent to fix the case you fucked up."
