Jake Peralta's sister. Brooklyn Nine Nine.

AC/DC

So I can't go to work for a week because apparently I got a pretty big concussion. But I just got a call from Jakie that he is coming to my house to work the case with me because he is hurt too. When he told me what happened I almost peed myself. I tried to explain that I can't think right know and nothing makes sense but he is still coming.
He has been going over the case for four days. He knows I can't help I have tried and I just fall asleep but now he is taking me on a vacation. At least that's what he told me but he lied. It's a stake out. "Jakie no. I can't help and I wanted a week off after being kidnapped because of you" "I know but I don't need your help but I just don't want to be lonely", he says. I roll my eyes. "It's not like I can drive anywhere", he cheers and brings my stuff upstairs with me following.
So I called Sarge because I can't drive and this place is filthy. I can't stand it. "House keeping", Terry's voice says. "You called him", Jake says angrily. "Sorry", I say not really sorry. Jake opens the door. "I'm gonna beat your ass Jake", Tarry says as soon as it opens. "Look I'm sorry", Jake says to Tarry. "Putting yourself in danger is one thing but your sister has a concussion Jake. She could die from that" Jake looks a little guilty. "I thought that was a myth like how if you don't wash your hands you'll get sick" I give him a disgusted look. The Sarge keeps chewing him out and he dissevers it because he technically he kidnapped me here. Soon my brother was in timeout.
So they had to go after a perp but they made me stay because of the whole could die thing. But I was still watching out the window and then I see Jake get hit by a car, "holy shit!" I yell and sprint to the car. Jake was fine I'm fine but god I loved this day it was so funny.