Disclaimer - (Cause fanfiction is tricky ground and I hope not to offend the creator of the original story and get sued)

This is a fanfiction, a work of fiction. It is an unofficial, non-canon alternate story based on Summit Entertainment's "John Wick" or Fox Broadcasting Company's "Brooklyn Nine-Nine". Most of the media - such as the images and video's used in this fanfiction - are from the web. Thus, most of them aren't mine (because I really, really can't draw) unless mentioned. To fit the story, images are also edited by a photo editor. So they aren't mine, just edited.

I owe a lot of these idea's and the development of my story to my idea beta Zmxt, who helped me create and develop these ideas.

When Elena Peralta, twin sister of Jake Peralta meets a handsome stranger in a bar one night. She had no idea how much he would change her life. Now, let's follow the story of Brooklyn Nine-Nine, with Jake's sister, and John WIck thrown into the mix. (Brooklyn Nine-Nine oc x John Wick)

I took a gulp from the bottle in my hands. The drink brings back all the memories of me and John. The song playing in the background certainly wasn't helping.

Dear lord, when I get to heaven

"John! Come on, give that back. I really need that file to work on this case." Just as I was about to reach for the file, John threw them aside and wrapped his arms around me, and fell backwards onto the couch; bringing me with him.

I scoffed, looking back on it. I wonder how many men he had killed before hugging me that day. He did just come back from a 'business trip'.

Please let me bring my man

"Come on, please. I really want you to meet the captain. Him and his husband have been more of a father figure to me than my real one could ever hope to be." I pleaded, I even held Bruno in my arms for extra effect.

"Sorry sweety. No matter how much I want to. I can't. I have a business trip. It came up last minute. In fact I was just about to go pack for it."

I guess for him, murdering people was clearly more important then meeting his girlfriend's parental figures.

When he comes tell me that you'll let him in

"Hi!" I smiled excitedly. John looked shocked to see me in front of his door. I spread my left arm a little nervously. My right hand, holding my suitcase. Ok, ok. I know turning up at your boyfriend's hotel door in the middle of night is a very bold move.

"How did you get her?" John asks, snapping out of his daze, taking my suitcase and pulling me inside.

"Marcus told me." I smiled.

Looking back on it. I wonder if the black eye Marcus had the next time I saw him was my fault.

Father tell me if you can

"Guys. I would like you to meet my boyfriend. John. John, this is my family."

All that grace, all that body

"If I jump. Will you jump me?" I ask, biting my lip.

"Go for it."

All that face, makes me wanna party

"What are you doing?" John asks, walking into the kitchen. Which currently, is a mess. With icing everywhere, and flour on the floor.

"I am trying to make you a birthday cake."

John smirks, "With emphasis on 'trying to".

He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

"I just died today. And you know what that made me realize. It made me realize how short life is. And that I want nothing more than to spend every single waking moment with you."

Will you still love me

When I'm no longer young and beautiful?

No John.

Will you still love me

When I've got nothing but my aching soul?


No you won't still love me.

I know you will, I know you will

Because I won't love you.

And I won't see you,

Neither will you ever see me.

I know that you will

You won't even know me,

Just like I never truly knew you.

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

So you can't love me.

Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

You won't love me.

Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?

I guess this is it.


John Wick.