in which amy and jake have an interesting valentines day.
"I can't believe I'm spending my Valentines day at a swingers convention."
"Its more of a social night." Jake said, taking a sip of his drink. "If you're going to be technical."
"Either way," Amy said pointedly. "I'm spending my Valentines at work. I had to cancel a good date for this!"
"Marcus? Yeah, that would not have been a good date."
"And how would you know that?"
"He's got crazy eyes. Guys going to be into weird stuff."
Amy rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm not going to take dating advice from you. The last girl you went out with turned up to the precinct for an entire week with a packed lunch for you every single day until you had to threaten her with a restraining order."
"Ah, Jane." Jake said. "She was able to hide the crazy eyes."
"Going back to my original point, I'm not going to take dating advice from you."
"I've had some decent relationships!"
"Really?" Amy raised an eyebrow.
"Sarah Petrowski, freshman year. We were together for two years before she broke my heart and started dating her science partner."
"Oh, high school heartbreak."
"It was hard!" Jake said. "And then there was Alice someone or other."
"You don't even know her name?"
"Met her on my first day of college, and instantly fell in love. Never saw her again." Jake said. "That was real heartbreak."
"Thats not real heartbreak."
"It is!" Jake protested. "It was heartbreak over what could have been."
"I'm still not taking dating advice from you."
"Not that you need to." Jake grinned. "We're married." He wiggled his fingers at her, the platinum ring on his finger clearly visible.
"Pretend married." Amy hissed.
"Whatever you say, wifey."
"Guys, can you start talking to people some time before next Valentines day?" Rosa's voice crackled over the tiny hidden earpieces they were wearing.
"Lets go find ourselves some murdering swingers." Jake grinned.
Internally, Amy groaned, but she still plastered a big smile on her face, and followed Jake into the busy room.
"Amy! Over here!"
Amy looked up to see Jake waving wildly at her. "Yes darling?"
"This is Jason, and his wife Louisa." Jake said, his arm settling around her waist in a far too natural, and comfortable manner for Amy's liking. Pressing his lips to the side of her head, he whispered softly. "I think this is them." Turning back to the couple, he spoke loudly again. "This is my beautiful wife, Amy."
"So nice to meet you."
"You too." Amy beamed.
"These guys spend every single summer in Maine." Jake said. "I was just telling them about how we'd love to invest in a house up there."
"Oh, absolutely. A summer house is definitely on the cards - just, haven't decided where." Amy said, shifting nervously under the intense gaze of the couple.
"You look a little uncomfortable sweetheart." Louisa said.
"Oh, no! I, uh... We're new to this." Amy admitted, her voice low. "Still trying to figure all this out, you know?"
"Oh, honey, you can tell a mile off that you're new to this." Louisa said. "Your husband is just a better actor than you are."
"I do pride myself on my mediocre acting skills." Jake joked.
"Have you guys been doing this long?" Amy inquired.
"Oh, about ten, fifteen years now." Louisa said, looking at her husband, who nodded. "But enough about us. Whats your story? How did you two meet?"
"We met in high school." Jake began.
"Aw, high school sweethearts?"
"Oh, god no. We hated each others guts until we went to college." Amy said. "We met again on the first day of college, didn't know anyone else, and just, stuck together, and here we are now. Isn't that right darling?"
"Well, it was more romantic than that, love." Jake said. "I completely wooed her."
"He bought me coffee and thought that was romantic enough." Amy said, rolling her eyes at Louisa as if to say, 'men, eh?'
"But it worked." Jake said. "And we've been together ever since."
"Well, its clear you two adore each other." Louisa gushed. "But what brings you here?"
"The truth is, things are getting a little boring in the bedroom." Jake said seriously.
"He just doesn't want to do anything other than missionary." Amy sighed. "Its just, its getting awkward, you know?"
"She falls asleep halfway through." Jake added. "Its really hitting my self esteem."
Amy gave him a sharp dig, Jake wincing as her elbow dug into his side. "We just wanted to spice things up."
"Well, if you want to spice things up, you've come to the right people." Louisa said, her voice low, and sultry. "We'd be more than happy to take a pair of newbies under our wing, wouldn't we Jase?"
"Oh, absolutely."
"That's great!" Amy said. "So great."
"So so great." Jake said.
"Let me just grab my handbag." Louisa said.
Amy and Jake stood, watching as Jason and Louisa gathered their things. "For the record, sex with me would rock your world." Jake said quietly, smirking.
"You'd be far from bored if you were having sex with me." Amy retorted, before she could even register what she was saying. She looked at Jake, who was holding her gaze with an annoying smirk.
"I'l hold you to that one, Amy."
Amy tore her gaze away, looking at the ground. There was something about the way he'd just said her name, his voice low and sexy enough to make the hairs on her arm stand up in anticipation.
Oh, god.
She had just used the word sexy with regard to Jake Peralta, of all people. Amy needed to get out of here, and fast. The walls of the elevator they were in seemed to be closing in around her, her heart racing.
It didn't help that Louisa was getting seriously up close, and personal with her, and she wasn't exactly feeling too comfortable with it. As if he could sense how uncomfortable Amy was, because Jake wrapped a strong arm around her upper torso, holding her body gently against his. Gratefully, Amy rested her head back against his chest, one hand wrapped around his wrist.
She couldn't let her mind linger on how oddly normal it felt to be in this position with Jake, because if she did, she'd bolt and put the entire investigation in jeopardy. They untangled themselves from each other as the elevator came to a stop, Jake keeping a protective arm around around her.
"Come on in guys." Louisa said, opening the door to their hotel room.
Amy scanned the room, trying to find evidence that would get them out of the place faster.
"You guys can just start as normal." Louisa said, kicking off her shoes. "And we'll go with what feels natural."
Amy looked at Jake with wide eyes.
"Trust me." Jake whispered softly, leaning down and capturing Amy's lips in a soft, almost chaste kiss. Amy held onto the material of his shirt tightly, her fingers absently running over the buttons. Jake's hands were everywhere, running up and down her sides, catching in the material of her dress, moving it up her thighs slightly. His lips moved from her mouth, tracing a line of kisses down her neck, along her jaw..
"They're looking for something." Jake said, his voice barely audible.
"Keep going then." Amy replied, pulling him back to face level, kissing him again. She felt someone brush against her ass, the hand definitely not Jakes. Raking a hand through Jake's hair, she let her other hand travel down his side, reaching under his shirt. Her fingers brushed against the gun hidden in the back of his jeans, and she moved as if on autopilot when she felt the cool metal of a gun brush against the back of her neck.
She ripped the gun out of Jake's jeans, clicking the safety off and holding it to Jason's forehead. "NYPD, freeze."
"We got 'em." Jake said loudly, a response buzzing over his headpiece.
"You have the right to remain silent, anything you..."
Amy shut off as backup arrived, Boyle reading the perps their rights as he and Rosa handcuffed them. Relief flooded through her entire boy as Jake gave her a soft smile, his hair a mess and his chest heaving.
"Good move Santiago."
Amy couldn't help but grin. "I know."
It was gone midnight when they finally left the precinct, Amy wrapping her coat tightly around her, shivering against the cold February air.
"Hungry?"
"Huh?"
"Are you hungry?" Jake inquired. "I was thinking about going to get pizza."
"Pizza sounds good." Amy found herself admitted. "Its been a long night."
"Come on, I know a good place down the street." Jake offered her an arm.
"The sting is over Jake."
"Yeah, I know." Jake shrugged. "But I figured you might as well have some sort of romantic evening. Its Valentines after all."
Amy had to laugh as she linked arms with her partner. "Greasy pizza is so romantic."
"Its not just greasy pizza Amy - its glorious, delicious greasy pizza with a side of beer. If thats not romance, well, what is?"
"My stomach agrees with you right now, but for the record? Girls liked to be wooed with more than just pizza." Amy said. "Greasy pizza and beer is for when you'd been together for months. Flowers and fancy dinners to start with."
"Oh, I know." Jake said. "If I was wooing you Amy Santiago, you'd know it."
"I'll keep that in mind." Amy laughed, her smile wide as they headed down the street, towards the pizza place. She hadn't expected it to, but her Valentine's Day hadn't turned out half bad. She got to spent the day with her best friend (because really, Jake was her best friend), they stopped a pair of murders, and finishing the night off with pizza seemed like a pretty damn good way to end the most 'romantic' day of the year. Their own brand of romance. Ish.
Amy was freezing cold as they stood in line for pizza, leaning against Jake's warmer body. She probably should have been surprised when Jake rattled off her order, but its not like she didn't know his.. They ate a lot of pizza during late nights at work.
"You guys are a cute couple." The girl behind the counter commented.
"Oh, no-"
"Yeah, its our first anniversary." Jake said, holding up a hand still wearing the fake wedding ring.
"The beers are on the house then." The girl smiled. "Have a good night guys."
"You can't do that to people!" Amy hissed through her laughter as they stood to the side, waiting for his pizza.
"I'll drink your beer if you want - "
"Nope." Amy grinned, grabbing the bottle from him. "Mine."
"Happy Valentines Day wifey." Jake smiled softly, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
Amy returned the smile. "Happy Valentines Day Jake."
Author's Note: This was originally intended to go up on Valentines Day, but unfortunately life got in the way and I didn't get it finished on time - but, nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it!