Family || Rosa Diaz

The Last Ride

 
"Attention, squad. Here's where we stand vis-а-vis whether or not the precinct will be shut down." Captain Holt stated, standing on the podium as he looked at a file. "The precinct will be shut down." He announced.

"What? No!"

  "But I thought the official hearing wasn't until tonight. Amy's friend at HQ heard that maybe the seven-four was getting shut down instead." Jake questioned, confused.

"There's no way that's true. Amy doesn't have a friend." Gina stated. "I do so! Although, I only see her at work events, and we only talk through email. Oh, god, she's just a colleague." Amy realized sadly.

"Santiago's work acquaintance is correct. Tonight at 7:00 the committee is choosing between us and the seven-four, although the seven-four has a significant advantage. They house an elite gang task force." Captain Holt told them.

"Well, this is on you, sir. I begged you for a task force, but no, you wouldn't give me funding for strike-team thunder-kill Alpha, colon, hard target." Jake accused.

"You never told me what it was for." Captain Holt countered.

"It's a strike team that... Kills thunder and puts its colon on hard targets." Jake said awkwardly.

"They're gonna split us up and send us all to different precincts. This is the last time I'm gonna stand up here and look at you guys." Terry said, feeling bothered. He then looked at Hitchcock and demanded, "Hitchcock, close your damn legs!"

"No! This isn't over yet. Sure, maybe we don't have strike-team thunder-kill Alpha, colon, hard target, but we're the nine-nine. We have Rosa and Charles, Gina, Isabel, Amy and Terry, and Carl!" He exclaimed determined. Isabel smiled a little when he mentioned her.

"It's mark." The uniformed officer he previously pointed at, corrected.

"Sorry. I was just trying to include someone from outside the inner circle." Jake apologized.

"There's an inner circle?" Mark asked, surprised. But Jake quickly moved on.

"The point is we're not rolling over. We're gonna solve a huge case before the hearing tonight, and then the NYPD cannot shut us down. So come on, captain, give me something big and juicy. What do you got?" He turned towards Captain Holt, putting his hands on his waist.

"A ten-year-old had his bike stolen." Holt replied.

"We are S'd in the B."

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As Isabel walked out the briefing room she had many thoughts that were running on in her head. The morale of the squad was down and she didn't like it one bit.

She sat down on her desk and looked at all her colleagues around her.

She opened her email and typed in an email address.

She typed up an email asking to schedule a meeting, stared at the laptop, but ended up turning it off without sending. She sighed.

Suddenly, Rosa appeared infront of her.

"It was wrong of me to get mad at you for not caring when I do that same thing most of the time." She said with her monotone voice.