Jake Peralta ||one shots

Secret shame

"you're late" he said as he stop up.

"I know, there was traffic i'm sorry" she said as she walked in the door, gently closing it behind her.

"Sorry isn't good enough" he yells before he slapped her across the face, his wedding ring cutting into her cheek.

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Jake walked out of the bathroom, smiling to a few of his co workers on the way until he got back to the bullpen. He frowned when he saw Y/Ns desk empty which meant she went home already, he was hoping to talk to her before she left. He looked over to the rest of the squad who were getting ready to leave.

"Hey, is Y/N still around?"

"no, she ran out of here 10 minutes ago" Amy says before the group collectively walk to the elevator.

He decided to go over to her apartment and check on her. She had been acting more and more distant lately and he was worried about her.

When he arrived at her apartment, he knocked on the door and waited for her to open the door. Instead, he was met with a chilling silence. He knocked again just in case she didn't hear him and when she didn't answer, he   twisted the hands  and to his surprise the door swung open.

He cautiously opened the door and looked around the apartment. His heart dropped when he stepped inside and saw the state of her apartment. There was broken glass everywhere, the couch was slightly torn and when he looked further there was blood on a few of the glass shards. He drew his gun and looked around the apartment, only to see Y/Ns boyfriend lying behind the couch with a knife in his chest. He rushed over to check his pulse, sighing when he couldn't find anything.

"Y/N" He calls out as he looks around the apartment. When he got to the bedroom he saw he backed into a corner with her knees drawn to her chest as she violently trembled.

"Y/N" he whispered as he slowly walked over to her. He carefully put a hand on her shoulder, only for her to flinch and back further into the corner.

"what happened?"

"he was gonna kill me" she whispered so quietly he only just heard her.

"what happened to your face?" He asked as he carefully put his hand on he cheek.

"did he hurt you?" He whispers. She nodded slightly, sending tears sliding down her cheeks. He carefully sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulder, gently pulling her close.

"has he every hit you before?" He asked, though he knew the answer. She pulled away and lifted up her sleeve, showing a hand shaped bruise.

"I wanted to tell you but I-i was scared he would kill me"

"you're safe now, i'm not going to let anyone touch you again" He assured her as he carefully pulled her back into his arms, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead and letting her silently cry into his shoulder.

The two sat against the wall for what seemed like hours before she suggested he call the police.

"do you want me to call the squad?" He said as he stood up.

"yes please" she says as she continues to stare blankly at the wall in-front of her.

Jake stood up and walked into the hallway, making sure he didn't step on anything that could obstruct evidence.

"hey Jake, whats up?" Amy asks on the phone.

"can you send a Medical examiner and police to This address?" He asks.

"wait but isn't that-"

"yes, it is" He interrupted, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

"okay i'm on it" Amy says as she hangs up. Jake walks back to the bedroom and sits back down beside her, wrapping his arms around her again.

"I called Amy, she's sending a medical examiner and police here"

She smiled slightly and leant into his touch, resting her head on his shoulder.

Around 10 minutes later the police and the medical examiner arrived. The police officers escorted Jake and Y/N outside in the hallway while they examined the scene and took the body to the morgue.

After 5 minutes, the police officers came back into the hall.

"we will need to take photos of the bruises to show prove it was self defence" the officer tells her. "we will take her to the station and once were finished she'll need somewhere to stay" the officer says as she looks at Jake.

The police took them to the police station and took Y/N to an interrogation room so they could take photos of her bruises.

After they took photos of her body, she put her clothes back on and followed the officers back to Jake. He instantly reached down and intertwined their fingers together.

"okay, you can go home. Well contact you with further information" the officer says.

The drive back to Jakes apartment was silent. Y/N rested her head against the window and watched the city lights fly by outside. When they got to Jakes apartment, he led her inside and suggested she shower to get the blood off of her.

When She came back from the shower, Jake couldn't help but smile. She looked adorable small in his NYPD hoodie that seemed two size  too big.

"So you want to watch a movie?" Jake asked as she sits down beside him.

"Sure"

"what do you want to watch?" He asked.

"i'm happy with anything" she replies.

"you ever seen die hard?" Jake gasps.

no, but you love it so I will"

Jake turned on the movie and they began to watch. Halfway through the movie, Y/Ns eyes began to droop and her head slowly fell down onto his shoulder. He smiled fondly at her and gently brushed her head behind her ear and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead. Soon enough, his own eyes began to droop. He turned the movie off and carefully situated himself so he was lying down with Y/N on his chest. He carefully pulled the blanket over their bodies before he fell asleep himself.