Amy, Rosa and Gina

"Okaaay!" Jake cried, "Please welcome everyone to the 69th..."

"Nice!" Charles interjected,

"Thank you Charles, welcome to the 69th Jimmy Jab Games!"

The Squad cheered! It was actually the 9th Jimmy Jabs, but Jake had decided that this year's Jimmy Jabs event was going to be a little more...risque.

"This year after much deliberation, we have determined that the prize for the Jimmy Jabs will be getting your very own personal assistant..."

"You mean slave," Terry interrupted, raising an eyebrow,

"No Terry we very much did not decide on that word for very specific reasons!"

"I know which slave I want..." Gina teased, biting her lip as she looked Terry up and down,

"Personal Assistant guys!" Jake cut in, "but yes the idea is that they will have to serve you in basically any way you want for a week."

"Oh my God, Jake I cannot wait to see you doing all my paperwork!" Amy laughed,

"Yes thank you Amy for finding the most boring thing possible for the "personal assistant" to do."

"Get on with it Jake," Rosa curtly stated,

"Yes of course, so not only does the winner get one of the losers as their slav- I mean - personal assistant for the week, the loser also has to spend that week completely naked!"

"Yeah, sorry, why did we agree to that again?" Amy asked,

"Oh my God, Ames, because it's fun, and sexy and you promised not to be a killjoy this year!"

"Okay, no you're right, it's fine," the mild mannered detective replied, a little flustered about this possible forfeit,

"On that note," Jake continued, "we agreed that it would be boys v girls this year!"

"Seriously Jake?" Gina whined, "I'm stuck with Madame Hardboiled and Teacher's Pet?"

"Yup, sorry Gina, you wanted to participate this year, that's the price you pay!"

"Ughhhh!"

"Jake, I also don't want to be pulled down by these two," Rosa said matter-of-factly,

"I get that Rosa, but remember, I have Charles on my team!"

"Wooh that's right Jake! Boys in the house!" Charles shouted, fist-bumping,

"Why did I agree to referee this?" Captain Holt muttered to himself.