IN THE DARK;
CHAPTER NINE
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' who are you in the dark?'

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Callie along with the rest of the squad walked into the Precinct to be met with an early Detective Jake Peralta.

"Whoa! Why are you here before me?" Callie questioned her friend.

"Am I asleep? Is this a dream?" Adelaide teased.

"I am here because Jimmy Brogan is here Today." Jake informed the group.

"Why do you care so much about some old reporter?" Rosa asked the brunette.

"Some old reporter? Is the sky just some big blue hat that the earth wears?"

"No. And no one has ever thought that." Desiree responded to Jake bluntly.

"My point exactly." Jake started as he picked up a book. " Jimmy Brogan wrote 'The Squad' about badass New York cops in the 70s. It's the best book I've ever read, and I've read fifteen books." Jake stated to the group.

"50 books is not alot. Wait... you said 15?" Amy questioned with a concerned expression.

"Its sad but it's true." Callie confirmed to her colleague.

"The squad is what made me decide to become a detective. And it was my first book report." He continued before Callie flashed back to the time he told her that story.

"Fun side note. I later lost my virginity to Mrs Stratton's daughter. It was...very fast." He finished making his blonde best friend make a grossed out face.

"Nice." Charles expressed before everyone dispersed to their desks.

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"Mr Brogan, these are detectives Parker, Rodriguez and Peralta." Holt introduced the three detectives who had been called to his office.

"Mr Brogan, I am a huge fan of your book. Would you mind signing my copy?" Jake asked the author before handing him the book.

"I'd love to. It's always nice to meet a fan."

"You can just make it out to 'Death wish.' That's what everyone calls me, cause I'm always first out through the door."

"You go through doors normally." Desiree started.

"And everyone calls you pineapples." Callie finished before the two best friends high fived quickly behind his back.

"My Grandma calls me Pineapples, and I regret tell you two that." Jake responded as he got the book signed book back from Brogan. " Those New York cops from the 70s you wrote about were my idols, I mean Gaminsky, Cavanaugh, Quigg."

"Those guys were the real deal. I once saw Gaminsky choke a hippy to death with his own pony tail."

"Love that." Jake gushed while the ladies to his left and right said, " illegal."

"Mr Brogan is writing an article about how Brooklyn detectives have changed in the 35 years since The Squad. He'll be observing the three of you on your internet identity theft case. I hope Mr Brogans presence doesn't prove to be a distraction to you Peralta." Holt spoke, mainly to the brunette.

"Distracted? Me? No, Sir. Evil would love that. But I'm not giving evil the satisfaction. Not today." Jake assured while looking in a direction that confused Callie.

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It had been a couple minutes since they were in Holts office and now Callie and Desiree was informing Brogan on what they had discovered so far.

"Someone placex tiny scanners inside ATMs to steal card numbers and pins which they sell on the internet." Callie spoke before her and Desiree's faces scrunched at the smell of smoke and ash.

"Oh good God, why do you smell like an ash tray?" Callie questioned him.

"Oh sorry, mom. It's the only way I can cope with the stress of the job." He responded with a nervous chuckle.

"Bitch please." Desiree barked under her breathe making Callie stifle a laugh.

"Anyway...we're running an algorithm to comb through the transactions looking for a pattern which will lead us to the perps IP address." The brown skinned woman continued on from the blonde.

"Got it. Boring Mumbo jumbo." Brogan said as he wrote it down making Desiree role her eyes.

"Well, you could think of the algorithm as a boot and the IP address as some poor slobs skull. You know."Jake suggested to the older man.

"We used to call guys who bragged about sitting around all day, Hair bags." He started before letting out a laugh. "Except for detective Finaldi. No, he had to sit around all day. A Mafia thug pried both his kneecaps off with a crowbar." Brogan finished making Desiree gag a little and Callie rub the black haired girls back soothingly.

"Gah...so lucky." Jake sighed making Callie send him a look.

"This kind of Data-Driven police work has reduced crime by over 70%." Callie barked.

"I know Hair Bag work when I see it. Do me a favor, wake me when your shift is over." Brogan requested before adjusting his position in the chair and instantly falling a sleep.

"No way." Jake exclaimed before walking over and clicking his finger in from of his face while Callie and Desiree waved their hands in front of his face." That is Amazing."he finished.

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Callie, Desiree and Jake were joined by Amy and Brogan at the bar .

"This is the best. Drinking with Jimmy Brogan." Jake exclaimed before clinking whiskey glasses with him. "So tell me more about Quigg. Could he really light a matchstick on his face?" He questioned him while the ladies that were with them knew perfectly well that it was completely unrealistic.

"One time during a drug bust, he had one of his fingers shot off. He didn't even flinch. He just picked it up and used it to flip off even Puerto Rican in the place." Jimmy explain making the three ladies scrunch their faces in disgust.

"That's our cue. It's late." Amy stated as the three ladies stood up and put on their coats and grabbed their bags.

" Are you kidding? The old guard drank till dawn, ate some coffee grounds, then started the whole day all over again." Jimmy complained.

"I eat coffee grounds." Jake scoffed.

"Sure you do Jakey." She said as she ruffled his hair. "I can drink all night but I want to play with my dog tonight so goodnight boys. Jake don't get drunk." Callie spoke before leaving the Bar.

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Jake walked into the Precinct tomorrow looking like shit making the three ladies smirk slightly.

"Look who's here." Amy taunted

"How was you night of old school drinking, hmm?" Callie questioned him as she took a sip of her coffee.

"Pretty hung over aren't ya?" Desiree added.

"Turn off your mouth siren." Jake shushed them

"Here are the texts I got from you last night." Callie started before pulling out her phone. " Best night ever.' why scotch burn so good?' Whaz his name in Serpico?' Who's the friend of yours with the ping-pong? And lastly a picture of you on the subway platform eating Chinese chicken salad with no shirt on." Callie read out before showing the group the picture of him.

"Well, Last night was awesome. We had an epic night of bonding that I will never forget." Jake stated groggily. "I wonder if Brogans okay? He's 65 and drank 2 bottles of scotch, he might be dead."

"He looks perfectly fine." Amy stated when Brogan walked up to them.

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"Oh why did I do this?" Jake questioned himself aloud.

"According to your text you were having the beef light of my loaf." Desiree read from Callie's phone.

"No, why did I use this algorithm? We're only tracking stolen cards." Jake started

"So they might not he be the same or the one who stole them."

"Callie switch seats with me." Jake instructed as the blonde stood up from her seat and sat down in his.

"Oh,wow. Your butt's really warm." Jake spoke as he grooved around in the chair for a moment.

"My butts normal. Your butts the weird one." Callie barked back.

"Don't be mad. It's nice." He assured with a wink. "Alright so if he ignore all the fraudulent purchases and go back far enough...here. Someone posted these stolen card numbers online from this IP address." Jake stated as he showed the two girls the computer.

"Nice. You found the pattern." Callie congratulated him.

" Alright, let's aspirin up and roll out." Jake said as he stood up with a grunt.

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The three detectives and reporter were currently where the perp was supposedly hideout.

"I'm glad you could be here for this." Jake spoke to the older man before tipping in the appartment number again.

"Mike Halbrook. NYPD, open up." Desiree spoke when he finally responded.

"Put you head through the door." Jimmy suggested making the three detectives confused.

"Is this guy for real." Desiree whispered to her best friend who shrugged her shoulders in response.

"My head?" Jake asked just as confused as the others were just before the sounds of smashing trash cans filled the air when Mike jumped out the window.

"We got a runner!" Callie shouted before her and Desiree sprinted down the alley after him while Jake trailed behind them.

The sounds of the ladies' heeled boots stomping on the ground was all you could hear before Callie tripped him and Desiree cuffed him while Jake and Jimmy talked

"Jakey dear...what did you do?" Callie asked her friend after hearing the conversation and knowing something was wrong

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"Hey, how'd it go with Brogan?" Callie asked Jake as he walked into the Precinct after deciding that he should try talk Jimmy out of it.

"Perfect. Except I punched him in the face and made things a billion times worse."

"What! Your an idiot Jake!" Callie yelled

"Yeah." Jake responded before explaining what actually happened and then leaving to go update Captain Holt.

He came out a few minutes later, after the sounds of yelling, Jake exited his office.

" You going home?" Callie asked the brunette as he walked past.

"Yep." He replied quickly.

"I'll see you later?"

"Yep."

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The following day Jake walked in while Callie and Desiree were reading the latest newspaper.

"Alright, let's hear them." Jake sighed before sitting down.

"Well it's not that bad... I think." Callie fibbed before clearing her throat. "The new face of the NYPD, is perfectly embodied by Brooklyns own Jake Peralta..." Callie started.

"That's not so bad." Jake spoke hopefully.

"Who cowers behind his desk all day like the true hair bag he is." Desiree continued.

"There it is." He grunted

"The old guard would have eaten a guy like Peralta for breakfast and unloaded him by lunch." Callie continued reading.

"At least the old guard would've gone after to the things or more clearly who they wanted." Desire finished before raising her eyebrows at the last sentence knowing exactly what Jimmy was saying.

"Well, it's very colorful and hurtful." Jake sighed while rubbing his face as he remembered himself ranting about how much he like Callie to Jimmy that night.

"You can ignore that garbage, Rodriguez, Parker. Jimmy Brogan wouldn't know a legit cop if he punched him in the face." Holt stated as he walked past the detectives.

"Well...guess I'm done with this." Jake assured as he got out him 'The Squad book and dumped it in the trash.

"Not good enough." Callie stated before taking the book out the trash can.

The squad was now outside ready to blow the book to pieces.

"Three, two one..." Jakr counted down before pressing the button which made the book explode.

"Welcome to the party, Pal!" Jake and Callie quoted simultaneously before laughing and fist pumping while Rosa, Adelaide, Desiree and Amy watched with knowing smirks.

"God, you two love that movie." Amy stated.

"Its Die Hard." Jake said before the squad went back inside.

"We really need to make a plan." Adelaide said to Rosa and Amy who nodded in response.

THANK YOU ALL FOR 3K READS ILY SO MUCH❤❤❤❤❤

now I need to announce something, over the next two week theres won't be any chapters coming because I have exams staring tomorrow. So hopefully I'll be able to update on the 31st of July.

Perlriguez moments are everything <3