It was a normal day in the NYPD precinct, you, Amy, Jake, Charles and Rosa, the detectives, were filing some police paperwork, Terry was filing sergeant paperwork, Hitchcock and Scully were eating snacks in the break room and then Holt, the captain, got out his office and turned to Amy..

Holt - “Santiago, my office. Now..”

Then Amy let out a small squeal of glee, she was like a teacher’s pet if Holy was the teacher, then got up and went to his office as Holt closed the door.. Jake, being the impulsive smartass class clown of the precinct, was resisting the urge to spy on them to see what they were talking about..