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Rosa actually had listened to radio that morning, if only to try to figure out if the weirdness Kincaid had been talking about was something she needed to worry about and get her axe ready over, or if it was something less troublesome so she could take care of the fact that she needed someone to watch her dog for a week while she was on this dumb trip, and the only person on Fandom she'd trust to take care of Arlo 2 was also going to be on that dumb trip.

Just a bunch more visitors, which seemed harmless enough. But who knew with Fandom, really, so she figured she could at least take a trip up to New York real quick to see if anyone back home could do some dogsitting.

But that definitely had its issues. Asking Holt was weird, Boyle, Linetti, and Sarge had kids and she'd never expose her dog to that torture, and Hitchcock and Scully weren't even remotely considered. That left Peralta and Santiago, which made for a nice balanced set and honestly something she'd feel completely comfortable about and they seemed down with it when she called, but then there was that one small little problem.

"Are you sure about this?" Rosa asked carefully, eyeing Amy intently, while Jake held a squirmy, face-licking Arlo 2 in his arms.

"Oh, yeah," Amy tried to smile through her sniffles and her red, watery eyes, waving a hand dismissively, and then sending her face through a series of interesting twitches that was clearly trying to hold back a sneeze. "Totally! One hundred percent. One hundo. Percento. Your dog'll totally be fine; she'll love it here!"

"It's not the dog I'm worried about," Rosa pointed out.

"It's fine!" Amy insisted, looking like she was about to explode. "Really! My allergies...barely bother me anymore."

"You're crying, Santiago."

"I...am," she said, because she couldn't exactly deny the tears sliding down her face, and she sniffled, wiping them away. "Because...I'm...just...so happy that we'll be able to have this sweet, adorable...furry....little princess with us..for a whole...week."

As if to prove something, she reached out to take Arlo 2, though Jake turned away with a "Oh, no you don't," and handed Arlo 2 back to Rosa, who nodded, took the dog back, and turned toward the door.

"Yeah," she said, "I'll just try Captain Holt."

"Nooooooo," said Amy, half desperate for having lost the chance to uphold such an important responsibility and half relieved for the fact that she probably would have been dead by Thursday if they'd actually gone through with it.

"It's okay, babe," Jake offered, rubbing her back, forking over a tissue. "You tried. Now let's go get you some Claritan."

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