Chapter Four: The Slump
"What do you want to do tonight?" Jake asked Rosa sat beside him in his apartment.
"Movie and sex?" she asked
"Sure. What movie?" Jake asked
"I don't know. I haven't seen Robocop for a while" She said
"Sounds good. Let's watch it" Jake said finding the DVD and putting it in the DVR. He sat beside Rosa on his couch, as they started watching the movie, digging in to the pizza which he had bought.
The had finished the pizza and were about half way in to the movie, when Jake felt her hand start to trail up his leg, teasing his cock through his jeans. He looked over at her. Her eyes glued intensely to the TV, whilst her hand absentmindedly made him grow bigger and harder with each passing second. He didn't stop her. Why would he. After a further ten minutes of teasing, her hands went to his belt, undoing it, taking it off and pushing the material of his pants down his legs, He raised his hips to help her out. She only pushed them to mid thigh but now she had full access to his member, throbbing with excitement. He lost thought of the movie as he was overcome by the warmth of her hand in comparison to the cold air outside. She started jerking his member a few times. Getting faster. Harder. She moaned. Not him, she moaned. Then in one graceful sweep, she lowered her head and took him in her mouth, going down on his entire length, swallowing him whole. Jake could and had never gotten over how insanely good she was at that. Ever since the Academy she was able to make his eyes roll back into his head after only a few seconds of pleasure.
"Don't stop" He breathed. She lifted her head up off him, only long enough to reply
"Wasn't planning on it" Before dropping her head back down. She raised and lowered her head, over and over, taking him deeper, sucking harder. Moaning, sending vibrations through him. He didn't know how he managed to hold on for so long, the movie was well forgotten. He found his release, and much to his amazement, she didn't stop. She sucked him through his entire climax, swallowing all his hot ropes of cum, and making sure to lick his member clean after.
By the time she had finished, there was only ten minutes of the movie left. They turned it off, and made their way to the bedroom.
-The Next Day-
"For the last time. The BEST cop movies in order. Training day, Lethal Weapon and Fargo. End of discussion" Amy said
"Wrong. Die Hard is the best cop movie of all time. One cop heroically saving the day whilst everyone else stands around and watches. It's the story of my life" Jake said
"I like Turner and Hooch. Tom hanks, reluctant friendship with a dog. That hits me where I live" Charles chimed in
"Nah. Robocop. It has everything I like. Gratuitous violence" Rosa said
"Oh, I thought you were listing things" Jake said, remembering the previous night
"I was. I'm done" She confirmed
"Ok" Jake said
"Let's talk Bad Boys, That's the perfect cop movie. Mr. Smith, looking fine. A hot cup of T Leoni. Come on" Gina added
"Francois Truffaut's Breathless. What? Terry liked foreign films" Terry chimed in
"Ok, there is a correct answer to his question though. So, gather round for the greatest cop film of all time" Jake said typing on his keyboard. His writing may not be the best, but Rosa always admired just how fast he could type. "Please refrain from texting during our presentation" He added, before pressing play, to watch that scene of Hitchcock getting beaten up by a prostitute.
They walked into the briefing room that day, Jake managing for the first time in weeks to sit beside Rosa. As Terry started the briefing, where Jake could only admit to being in a bit of a slump, which he promptly denied, declaring that he was instead in a 'P-muls' or an opposite slump as he called it.
After the meeting she walked over to his desk.
"P-Muls?" She asked with a laugh
"Don't judge me. I'm just having a hard time finding solving cases at the moment" He said
"And why is that?" She asked leaning lower to whisper it seductively in his ear
"Because. You're giving me a very... Hard time" He said with a smirk. She smiled at him.
"Ok then. I'll make a deal with you. I won't fuck you, I won't suck your dick, I won't even touch you, until you solve a case" She said whispering It flirtatiously in his ear before walking off with a sway of her hips, knowing damn well how much it will tease him.
They both got on with their work, not really speaking to one another, as they both knew that too much interaction would only cause one of them to give in. It wasn't until lunchtime that day, when Jake called everyone into the break room, that they spoke again.
"Oh cool. You're all here in the break room" Jake greeted
"You asked us to come in here" Rosa reminded him
"What?" he asked "Here's a hypothetical question, What
"Let's say I knew someone that, for the first time in their career, was experiencing, like, a minor slump. What do you think you would suggest to that person if they were going through that?" Jake asked
"Well, I haven't really been in a slump since my divorce. So, I'd tell this person, "maybe get divorced. " He'd have to get married first." Charles chimed in
"Okay, so the suggestion to beat is get married and then divorced" Jake replied
"Rosa?" He asked. Wanting her opinion more than anyone else
"Fly to Montreal, hit a classy hotel bar, bone a stranger, slump over" She said.
"Wow, that sounds amazing." Jake replied
"Yeah" She agreed
"That's a good one. Sarge, what would you do?" Jake asked
"10,000 sit ups." Terry replied
"Okay, do you have a backup plan in case my hypothetical person can only do 9,500 0r... 3?" Jake asked
"What's going on in here?' Holt asked walking into the room.
"We're helping Jake's friend got out of his slump" Charles said. Jake mentally slammed his head into a wall. Thanks for that Charles.
"Try working a case until it's solved, Peralta. I always find that closing cases is the best way to end the slump" Holt said harshly, walking out.
"Thank you, Captain!" Jake said as nicely as he could muster.
"He's right. You just need a win. Pick your easiest, no-brainer case, and work it till it's done" Terry added
"Fine! Right after I do Rosa's Montreal sex thing. That sounds fun" Jake said walking off.
"Yeah" She said. They all dispersed after that. The 'At Risk Kids' still had a half hour on lunch, so Rosa walked straight to Babylon. Knowing that Jake would be there waiting for her.
"No words. We don't know one another. Strangers. In Montreal" She said. Jake nodded once in response. Before their lips met once more in silent harmony.
Their hands were wandering. They had very little time, that much was known.
Jake wasted no time in pulling her jacket from her, and discarding her top on the floor as well. Deciding that their time was limited. He left her bra on, and went straight for the zipper of her jeans. She kicked off her shoes quickly and he pushed the material of her jeans down and off her legs. He pushed her back, so she was laying on the couch. He pulled her thong down and kneeled between her legs. He looked up at her, winking before he dragged his tongue down the apex of her thighs. She breathed heavier, as he did. His tongue going straight to her clit, licking, sucking and biting on the engorged nub in a way that made her moan and whither beneath him.
He lowered his tongue to taste, and lick up her honey. He pulled off her, unable to hold himself back any longer. He pulled off his shirt, and pants, and slipped himself in her. This was not a loving meet up, like it usually was. This was solely for the purpose of finding release. It was a battle. No thought to the other, and just intending to get off. Jake thrusted into her faster and harder. Trying to get into her as hard as he could. She was rocking her hips against his, every thrust got him deeper inside her, hitting those spots inside her which made her scream.
His roughness made her unable to hold back any longer. She scratched him deeply with her nails as she tightened around him in what was arguably the tightest that she had ever been. He could no longer move himself in or out of her. He found his release, as she clamped on him so tight. He growled animalistically as he found his release. It took a few seconds, before she was able to release him from the tightness of her core.
"Fuck!" She muttered
"Slump over" Jake said, quickly throwing his clothes back on, and walking to the door, turning back to see her still naked on the couch.
"Later babe" He said with a wink, then walked out.
Rosa found it in herself to stand up, although she was sure that there was more of a chance of her just lying there for the rest of the day. When she finally managed to get up, she could feel the ache in her hips. One that she knew would stay with her for a while. She managed to dress, and walk back out to help Amy. Her mind not staying with the kids messing around, she didn't care half as much as she thought she would when they started taking the piss out of her. The only thing that she could think about was Jake. And that beautiful stranger who fucked her senseless only 15 minutes ago.
The next time she saw him, she watched him walk through the bull pen, ignoring her group of kids, she watched Jake stroll with such power and confidence, but she couldn't help but notice his shirt was dripping. Dirty thoughts filled her mind with connections between his shirt, and the fact that he made her dripping wet just a short while earlier. She looked out at Jake from the room.
Clearly Amy noticed her discomfort, and called for another break. She and Amy sat in the break room, watching as a still dripping Peralta walked out of Holt's office and down past Amy and Rosa to towards the locker room. Amy quietened as Jake walked past. Rosa knew that she was building up for a sarcastic comment. Clearly Jake did to, because as he approached, he put one hand up.
"Not a word" He said in a deep voice that Rosa hadn't heard in such a long time, it sent the feeling straight to her core. Clearly Amy was also taken aback by Jake's sudden change from his usual chirpy tone of voice, and decided not to argue or say whatever she intended to say.
Amy stated talking again about how they were going to get the kids to sign up, but all Rosa could think about was the definitely shirtless man down the hall. She wondered if anyone would walk in on him Changing. Maybe Charles who was in Holt's office with him. Would he see the scratches she left on his back. Would he ask? What would Jake say? She was sure that she had left a love bite to two on his torso as well the last few days. Rosa saw Amy look over to her with a victorious smile. Rosa, mind wandering back to Jake, matched her smile, and decided to follow Amy up. Quickly bringing herself as back into reality as she could, and realising that Amy was on about Gina helping them with the 'at risk kids'
Rosa went home that night, relieved that a day of hell with the kids was over. Jake went back with Rosa that night after coming out of his slump.
"I solved a case" He said happily to Rosa "You know what that means" He added with a smirk
"I believe I owe you, after what you did in Montreal" She said
"Fuck! That was good, wasn't it" Jake asked with a wink
"It really was like we were strangers" She replied with a smile
"I want you" He growled in her ear. Rosa pulled him into her room, pulling him by his tie, made very quick work of his top, pulling the material off, over his head. She admired the scratched on his back which were bright red. She felt oddly proud at that. She closed the bedroom door and let him ravish her.
After their bedroom antics, Jake and Rosa lay in bed.
"I know this sounds weird, But I want to solve a case. Remember the Detective course? We would bring the files back to the hotel with us, and solve a case after sex, then fuck once more in celebration?" Rosa said
"I was just thinking that" Jake replied with a smile of his own.
"Well. What were those three cases that you hadn't solved?" Rosa asked
"The Adams Street Burglary, the Vickers Street Aggravated Assault, and the Callaway Robbery" Jake said
"Ok. Here" Rosa said leaning down off her bed, and pulling up her laptop. Placing it on her legs, crossed beneath her. They had put some clothes back on after their celebration. Rosa wearing an NYPD vest and short sleeping shorts. Jake in boxers and no more.
"Ok. Well. Is your password still the same?" she asked
"Yeah" Jake confirmed. And she logged in as him
"I told you that password three years ago, how do you remember it?" He asked
"I don't know. I just do" She replied.
"Ok. So, the Adams street burglary. Talk me through what you know" She said.
"Ok. Number 192 Addams street. Owners went away for the night, came back to find that their TV, Computer and some jewellery was gone. Total cost of stolen goods around $5,000" Jake said
"Ok. And who knew they were going away?" Rosa asked
"No one. They kept it very quiet because they were quite wealthy and didn't want people to know" Jake said
"Ok. Well what about the hotel where they checked in. They would know when they were going" Rosa said
"Already checked, the hotel didn't have any addresses for them" Jake replied.
"Ok, well someone must have known they were out. Any neighbours?" She asked
"All within a one-mile block check out" Jake said
"CCTV footage?" She asked.
"There's a convenience store across the block, which when spun captures a glimpse of the front porch" Jake said
"Ok. Let's watch it" Rosa said, logging in to the CCTV database, finding the serial number for the camera, and watching the footage from the days. The footage showed nothing out of the ordinary. Just the mail and milk men coming to drop off every day.
"Hey Jake?" Rosa asked
"Yeah?" He said
"Where did you say the other robbery was?" She asked
"Callaway?" He asked
"Yeah. How far away would you say that was from Adams Street?" She asked
"8 minutes by car" Jake said
"Got any CCTV from Callaway?" She asked
"Yeah" He said picking up the laptop, pressing a few keys and getting the footage up on a screen
"Look. There it is again" She exclaimed
"What?" She asked
"They have the same Milkman" She said
"And?" He asked
"Well. A mailman wouldn't know if anyone was home because these houses have letterboxes. They put the post inside. If no one collects it, then they know that no one is home. BUT, the milkman, will see if there is still yesterday's milk outside" Rosa said
"And if they have the same milkman, then.." Jake said
"Which company provides the milk?" Rosa asked
"Hang on" Jake said flicking back to the footage of the Adams street house.
"Ferris Milkmen" Rosa read.
"Ferris" Jake said to himself as he logged in to the police database. He typed in Ferris and 12 results came up.
"There. Number 6" Rosa said pointing to the screen
"Darren Ferris. Arrested 2006 for 4 counts of B&E and stealing $10,000 worth of goods, got out 6 months ago" Jake read
"And I bet..." Rosa said picking up her phone and typing into google 'Ferris Milkmen'
"There. Ferris Milkmen, founded 2013 by Darren Ferris and his brother David" She read
"Rosa! We have two suspects, motives and leads! Jake said kissing her cheek
"Come on, we still have an aggravated assault to solve" She said
"Ok. 17 Vickers street. 9:06pm an old lady, June Rivers was walking down to the local shop to buy cigarettes. She was about 10 yards out of her front door when a man walked up to her with a knife, and stabbed her in the side, and he walked on. No witnesses, no CCTV, the only thing we have to go on is the lady, who was old and her memory wasn't the best. All she knew was that it was definitely a man who stabbed her, somewhere between 30 and 60 years of age" Jake said
"Wow. Ok. Did you get any medical records?" She asked
"Yeah but It didn't make much sense" He said. He logged in to his emails and opened the documents from the hotel
"This is strange" Rosa said
"Is it?" He asked
"Yeah, look at the puncture wound. Clean going in but ripped on the way out. She was stabbed by something curved. Oh, and see the marks here. It was a blunt-ish object too" She said showing Jake close ups of the wound.
"How do you know all this?" He asked
"I went to med school for three years" She said
"Oh! Right, I forgot" Jake said, suddenly remembering her very busy past. Rosa clicked through the pictures and the doctors reports as she looked at the pictures.
"See this one?" She said showing a side on view of the wound.
"What about it?" She said
"The force needed has broken skin, and tissue, but the object has pushed the organs aside" She said
"What does that mean?" Jake asked
"It means it must have remarkable force behind it, and it was a blunt object. If it was sharp then it would have pierced the organs, but it brushed them aside, I think this wound was caused by some kind of pry bar" Rosa said
"Really?" Jake asked
"Yeah. When did this one take place?" She asked
"Two days ago" Jake said. She jumped up
"What are you doing?" he asked, watching as she got dressed
"We're going to investigate" She said
"It's midnight" Jake replied
"I have a hunch" She said. He couldn't argue with that logic. They dressed, grabbed their badges and guns, and walked down to the garage where Rosa kept her motorcycle. They got on, and she drove the short distance to Callaway. Once there, they pulled out their torches, and Jake showed her the spot where the last was stabbed.
"So here, she went down. And then the guy kept walking this way" Jake said, following the sidewalk. Rosa stopped besides a trash can about 20 metres away
"Crime techs already searched the trash" Jake said
"But Jake. What was the murder weapon?" Rosa asked
"A pry bar" He said. Rosa nudged her eyes down to the floor, where he saw a manhole cover, beside the trash can. There, only barely visible by the shine of her torch, Rosa pointed to a small droplet of blood next to the small hole used to open it.
She ran back to her Bike and returned with a small box
"What's that?" He asked. She opened it to reveal a few pairs of gloves. Some swabs and some evidence bags.
"Wow!" Jake replied
"Come on" She said opening the tube and taking a swab of the blood.
"Do you have anything to open the manhole with?" Jake asked
"I may do... Rosa replied going to the bottom of her box. She pulled out a small set of tools, mainly used for lock picking. Inside was a small screw driver.
"Wait! Let's take some pictures first" Jake said taking out his cell phone and photographing the scene. They opened the manhole, and it turned out to be a stop tap for the local water mains. Next to the key, was, as Rosa predicted, a bloody pry bar. Using a gloved hand, Jake picked it up, and placed it in an evidence bag.
They closed down the manhole cover, and got back on hr bike, driving to the nearest precinct, which happened to be the Nine-nine. Once inside, Rosa passed he weapon to the night shift workers, telling them to ring Jake upstairs when they had confirmed that the blood matched the old lady, and asked them to dust for fingerprints.
Whilst the night shift worked on those. Jake wrote a quick arrest warrant for both Darren and David Ferris, finding their locations, He was prepared to get them in the morning.
"Let's think about who would want to attack the old lady" Rosa asked
"All her neighbours for the block were all nice, but all old" Jake said
"Why a pry bar. That's not something that a stranger would have" She said
"There is a mechanics at the end of the road I think" Jake said looking it up on the map.
"Franks" Rosa said reading it off the screen.
"And according to 3 of the neighbours, Franks and the elderlies don't really get on" Jake said, looking at some statements he had taken from the neighbours who had all stopped their speeches to complain about the mechanics.
"Can you find a list of their employees?" Rosa asked
"Yeah. Here" Jake said pulling it up
"You had that already?" She asked
"Well I wanted to get everyone on that block, which included them. They only have three workers. Frank DeVino and his two sons. Marty and Jackson" Jake said
"9:06pm. It wouldn't have been open then, would it?" She asked
"No. They close at 8pm" Jake said
"So, my bet is whoever locked up would be a suspect, but that's still not a motive to try and kill the old lady" Rosa replied. She sat at Amy's desk opposite Jake and logged on to her computer. They remained in silence as they both started typing.
"Here's something" Rosa said, Jake stood up and walked around to see her computer
"The old Lady, Ester. Her grandson. Mason went to school with Jackson. They were good friends but after school, as usual they got distant. Apparently, Mason worked for the local council and was writing a statement on behalf of his grandmother to petition to have Frank's closed" Rosa read
"So that's means, motive and methods. Rosa we are KILLING it tonight" Jake said, at that moment the elevator dinged and in walked a uniform officer on duty.
"Detectives, I can confirm that this is the blood of Ester Longsdale. The fingerprints on the handle belong to a perp already on file, Jackson DeVito, and I don't know if it was of any relevance to you, but there was a smudge of motor oil on the handle" He said. Rosa and Jake high fived, and put through that arrest warrant as well.
"Three cases solved in a night. I think it's fair to say that sex really does bring out the best in us" Jake said as they walked back inside Rosa's apartment
"Just think. 12 hours ago you were saying that our sex was the cause of your problems, now it's the solution" She said
"Let's never stop" He said kissing her