"Are you sure it's supposed to hurt like this? I think my leg's breaking in more spots, just stop now and no law suits." Jake only half joked as he was undercover as Johnny Steiner. Johnny's physical therapist, Yanick, laughed but stopped the exercise.

"It's okay, I promise, Mr. Steiner, you will be fine. These exercises strengthen the leg, so it will not be as weak when you are able to walk again, but without putting pressure or stress on your fractures. It hurts because your leg is not accustomed to this type of exercise."

Jake nodded and took a second to reply as he was out of breath, "it's not your fault, I never exercise, I mean I do stuff, but real exercise, not my thing."

Jake wheeled himself back to his small temporary apartment, he knocked on the door and Rosa answered, dressed strangely feminine and professional, "come in Mr. Steiner, let's get you taken care of." Jake tried not to blow his cover as Johnny by laughing at the weird voice she used.

"Thanks, Alicia, I appreciate your help." As Rosa brought him in the room, she turned to the door and bolted it.

"Johnny, our two suspects have been acting suspicious."

Jake pursed his lips, slightly rolled his eyes, and nodded, "well yeah, they're suspects, that's good right?"

"The problem is that they're acting suspicious about you and Amy. They were asking a lot of questions, at least you guys have actual injuries. If I thought it helped, I would break your other leg."

"And nobody appreciates that more than me, but let's not make a plan that involves further injury to me or my family, because you know, I mean..." Jake trailed off, sounding angry, but as he did so he tried to calm himself down.

"Jake, I was joking, calm down, man."

"I'm sorry, Rosa, it's just been tough, I mean, I could have died, Rosa."

"You broke your leg, Jake, my dog did that and didn't bitch and moan."

"I didn't mean my leg, never mind. Where's Amy?"

"She's at an appointment and some spa treatment they give, but what did you mean then? C'mon Jake, you always want to talk, what was it then?"

Jake looked annoyed for a moment and then shook his head, "Fine, Rosa, I could have died when I had cancer, if I hadn't gotten sick, or the doctor hadn't decided last minute to do chemo with radiation, and the time I got knocked out by the kidnapper, I was close to being killed."

"Jake, this isn't like you. You've always been fearless."

"Actually, I've never been fearless, I was stupid, because being a cop is all that mattered to me, but now, look at me now, my leg has forced me to be away from Carmen and Reina. I don't want them to feel like I did."

Rosa walked over to him and placed her hands on the arm rests of his wheelchair and faced him, "Jake, you are not your dad, I know, you have gone through some things and you have a lot you care about."

"Rosa, I'm sorry, I go through this every now and then, but I worry about my family, I don't want my daughters to be raised without a dad, or Amy to have to deal with all that, it was terrible thinking about what could have happened."

Rosa turned away from him and sniffed, "Are you crying, I'm so sorry."

Rosa turned to face him, now looking angry, "Yes, I did cry, but don't be sorry, I can't imagine what everything was like for you, but this is different, and your girls will have you, and if something happened, everyone would help Amy and make sure your girls knew how amazing their dad was."

"Thanks, Alicia." Jake said trying to bring a little levity to the situation.

"You're welcome, Johnny. Now, about the case."

"Oh yeah, that's why we're here. So, what else do we know about these creepy doctors?"

"They obviously get suspicious and feel out the younger clients, but I think with your leg and Amy's knee, they are buying it."

"Have any of our nighttime weirdos had patterns?"

"No, but that reminds me, Charles texted that there is a mini-van that comes every day, it parks, no one gets out, but someone we don't know yet, walks up to the van. Charles is trying to clear up the footage right now and he will be surveying them from the parking lot today."

"How did you not lead with that?"

"Sorry, you sidetracked me." Rosa laughed now.

That afternoon, Amy and Jake were half asleep on the couch after their morning exercises, when Charles came in with Rosa. "Afternoon you sleepy love birds, don't be shy on my account."

"Charles, what the hell, I will taze you, I swear I will." Amy was sitting up now, her tolerance for Charles' strange obsession with hers and Jake's sex life had worn thin long ago, and now, it was just creepy and enraging.

"Sorry, Amy. But we come bearing good news. We have another suspect, the employee going out to the minivan."

"Talk to me, Boyle, I want names, history, and what do we know about the van and driver."

"Well, captain, the employee's name is Larry Powell, he has a couple of priors, some b and e's, when he was teenager, and some DUI's. He works at the cafeteria, but I had Scully and Hitchcock check some of our footage, all of the times where the doctors were seen, and every day he meets up with them, that can't be normal. The van is registered to Shannon Mueller, who has no priors, however, she had one complaint of aggressive behavior against her boyfriend, Deveron Tyler, who has like ten priors, did time, and all drug related, and was definitely the one I saw today."

Amy was practically jumping on the couch, "Okay, we need to proceed carefully, they have gotten scared off before and changed how they did things, so we can't let them know that we are on to them yet. We have footage of Powell and Tyler, and even Powell and the doctors, but we need to prove the doctors are involved and how."

"Am…captain, I may have an idea." Jake waited, he was trying to let Amy lead without being his normal self.

"Yes, detective Peralta, let's hear what you have, and thank you for being so polite, we'll talk about that later, and Charles, raise one more eyebrow and I will taze your junk."

"Sorry, captain."

Jake was laughing now, "okay, my idea, besides getting Charles a shock collar that shocks him every time he brings up our sex life, I think that would work. My idea, which might not work, it depends on what we can access, but Powell has a name tag and several buttons on his work shirt he has to wear. If we could place some bugs in those, we could hear exactly what is said. I think the doctors would be more cautious and paranoid, they've been here seven years and have evidently done this before, they're crime must pay well to risk not being doctors, cash money, sorry, but Powell has only been here for four months, which is after the last undercover operation went bad."

"Jake, detective Peralta, that's a good idea, I also think we can plant some devices inconspicuously near the areas where they meet and talk, but we need warrants. Jake and Rosa, tomorrow, don't come here, take the day, get warrants, get Holt's opinion, and talk to Captain Jeffords about the best listening devices, he's always crazy up to date on that stuff."

That night, Jake was on the couch trying to get comfortable, he hated the furniture in their temporary apartment, it wasn't comfortable, and he was a creature of habit. He put on Die Hard while Amy was in the bedroom talking to Rosa on the phone, they had decided to keep surveillance they did at the rehabilitation center to a minimum, to deflect any suspicions the doctors might have.

Jake was in complete sync with the movie as he repeated the lines, "Babe," Jake jumped a little and winced because it hurt his leg, "sorry, but Rosa may have mentioned that you were a little emotional about your health, our family, and life in general according to her."

Jake rolled his eyes and sighed, "yeah, I went Debbie Downer, sorry."

Amy sat down next to him and put her arms around him, "Don't apologize for having feelings, you've been through a lot."

"We've been through a lot, whatever I've gone through, you've been right there."

"I know, but I also understand, we've talked about this a lot, but it's not something that will go away. Cancer, broken legs, and I know you're missing the girls, and I also know you're being insane and thinking you're like your dad, which is stupid, sorry, but it is."

Jake laughed a little about this, "Yeah, I know, it's just my greatest fear, and with the other stuff that has gone on, you know, it gets in me brain and I goes crazy, sorry, serious moment."

Amy lightly hit him, "Stop apologizing, you are allowed to have feelings, thoughts, and emotions that don't necessarily make sense, I mean, your best friends is Charles."

"Yeah, he's an emotional wreck."

"Jake, these issues, our safety, your health, these aren't issues that will disappear, they are part of who we are as parents and cops, so they keep popping up, and that's okay. It's not an illness to get over, they are reasonable and realistic parts of being cops."

"I promise though, I'm okay now. It does help to talk, sometimes it builds up."

"Jake, being scared of death is normal, it's a realistic issue for us."

"Yeah, I know, but let's move on now, I'm feeling a little lifetime channel right now."

Amy smiled at him, he had matured a lot since they had been together, and the fact that he had talked this much was impressive. Amy kissed him, deeply, Jake wined when she stood up, until he realized she was undressing, he scooted off his shorts as well as he could for only being able to move one leg.

"Let's see how my knee can handle sofa sex."

The next morning, Jake woke up and Amy was gone, he knew nothing was wrong, but seeing her spot empty, he felt a little panicked, she was always there for him. "Jake, are you awake? You have an appointment soon."

"Yeah, I'm getting up."

"Rosa dropped by, she talked to Holt last night and he was able to get warrants for the listening devices and wire taps and phone records on our four known suspects. According to Rosa he was giddy with how well we've done in a short time. Gina made a puke face and said he refers to us as his dream team."

"Noice, nothing wrong with a little Holt love, and it makes you very horny, which is both great and creepy."

"Terry is going to be here dressed as a carpet cleaner, I had to purposely spill grape soda on the carpet, but he'll come in and tell them he needs access to the locker room, Powell only works lunches and dinners, so Terry will be here in a half hour and place the bugs for Powell and clean our carpet while we're at appointments, so if we see him, we've got to play it cool, which I know, will harder for me."

"Yep, no doubt there."

"Holt got us a new hd mini spy cam with full audio, it's pretty sweet, and that one will go right by the pharmacy and pill vault, the capabilities are astounding according to him. He'll get a live feed and he has a trusted officer at HQ to go monitor everything so the rest of us can do our jobs and keep working all angles."

"Is anyone going to tail Tyler to see where the drugs are going?"

"Charles is going to pose as a novice rollerblader and accidentally bump into the van and place a tracker."

"Nice, this feels very A Team but with better tech."

"That show was terrible, and I've never heard you talk about it before."

"I loved that show, but I used to watch it with my dad, so I never bring it up, but it was awesome. Not Die Hard, but good, and my mom didn't complain when I watched it."

"Yeah, but they always did far fetched plans and the violence was laughable."

"Laughable, alright, I'm ignoring this, back to the case."

That evening, Rosa and Charles had the evening off and were on call in case something happened, so Jake and Amy decided to eat at the cafeteria that evening and get a feel for Powell. Neither one of them enjoyed the food, they were happy that Rosa had been bringing them takeout. Powell was serving food and stayed put the entire time. Jake complained that it was a waste of time, especially since the food was bad, but Amy pointed out that at least they established themselves as legitimate patients.

When they returned to their room, candles were lit all over the room, Amy smiled coyly at Jake. "Ames, this wasn't me, so what's up?"

"Just a romantic night, you and me."

"I can't believe I'm going to comment on this, but what's up with you being a horndog? That's my domain."

"I can't believe you're complaining, but what's up is that we have two daughters and life is crazy, but right now, while we are being incredible cops, we can also have some good times."

"I'm all for that, I just don't want you to wear yourself out, your knee..."

"Is fine, and seeing you exercise and get fit sort of pushes the right buttons."

Jake faked a gasp and look of shock, "Oh my God, Amy Santiago, I feel so dirty and objectified right now."

"Fine, I'll go to bed and you can reacquaint yourself with Mr. Left and Mr. Right."

"Wow, I can't believe you made that joke, and also, please don't go, I'm sorry, I've had my fun."

"No, you're about to have some fun." Amy smiled and helped him onto the couch.