It's Amy Santiago's big day!

It was supposed to be a straightforward arrest, but then Peralta turned up and guns came out. Quick one-shot of an arrest. Set before Episode 13. Rating only for occasional language.

post-1x21. in which various members of the 99 team try to help jake with his amy problem, and in which the bar is the best place for this help to occur.

A prompt I got from tumblr: "Jake x Amy: The first 'I love you'."

In which Santiago deals with the aftermath of a situation that puts her partner in dire straits - and the memory of a revelatory talk that might have been their last. Implied gun violence. Run-off of Starting With A Gunshot.

After receiving emergency texts from the Ladies of the Nine-Nine, Jake finds himself taking on more than he expected with his drunk partner - only she's not that drunk and when an usually bold Amy takes her liquid courage to the limit, he also finds himself in quite a pickle. Hard M. Title from Blue Monday.

Jake is having a rough day, and things just get rougher when the gang goes out for drinks.

It's nearing Valentine's Day and Santiago - still single and willing to work extra on that certain holiday - is put in an interesting mindset when she starts to realize that she is being wooed by her partner... And doesn't know what to do about it. Now M Rated. For realz, guys!

In which Jake texts Amy mostly stupid, occasionally funny, sometimes sweet, and never sober things in the middle of the night (and she always ends up smiling).

Future fic, Jake/Amy est. relationship. Amy tells Jake she loves him; it's the moment he's been waiting for. Rated for language.

"I signed up to sing with them, I didn't sign up to hang out with them." She clarifies. Puck shrugs "Same thing." "No, it's not" Rachel snaps. "Why did you join at all?" Puck asks. "It's not like you're exactly the type." He adds condescendingly. "And you are?" She counters. "I have my reasons." He answers simply. "And I have mine." Rachel says with the same finality.

Derek." There had been no two syllable separation to his name, no angry shove, or playful hint behind it. It had been soft, strangled and fragile. Broken. One Shot.