Finding Faith
.... When faith loses Fred and feels like she has no one to turn to, Bosco proves that he means what he says when he said that he would always be there for her.
Faith peered out the window of the RMP; the thought of losing Fred still fresh in her mind. It seems like the last few days have been a haze. Through the tears and sympathies, she tried to stay strong; strong for Emily and Charlie, and strong for herself. Now more than ever she felt alone. Like she was drowning with no one to pull her to the surface; no loving arms to hold her.
"Hey Faith, are you ok?," Bosco uttered, snapping Faith back into reality.
"Yeah Boz. I'm fine. I am just beginning to think that maybe I came back too soon."
"Keep your head up Faith. You know I'm here for you."
His kind words had brought a slight smile to her face. It was times like these she was thankful for such a wonderful partner and friend.
The silence in the car was almost too much for Bosco to stand. He longed to tell Faith how he truly felt about her, but now was not the time. "It is too soon," he assured himself. He was in love with her. He has always been in love with her. Throughout the years he tried to figure out what the girl of his dreams was doing with a guy like Fred Yokas. Secretly he had wished for them to separate, but this was not what he had planned.
Fred's death came as a shock to everyone. It seemed as if things were looking up in the Yokas household, but just beyond the surface, the foundation was crumbling. Fred was strong enough to survive his first heart attack, but the second was too unexpected, too grand. The doctors did all they could, but it was too late. Fred was gone.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to stop and pick up some lunch?," Bosco suggested. He peered over at Faith. She had a blank expression on her face. He sighed at the thought that he was heard. He feared she would never hear the love in his voice.
"Faith?"
"What? Oh sorry, Bosco. What did you say?"
"Lunch?"
"Sure..."
They parked the car and walked into a small Italian restaurant. They sat in a tiny booth, and placed their order with the waiter. After a few minutes, their food arrived. Bosco eagerly chowed down some spaghetti while Faith pushed around the food on her plate. She could feel the hunger pains in her stomach, but the thought of food made her sick.
"You haven't touched that food, Faith. You need to talk to me. Please tell me what I can do to help you."
"Bosco, really, I'm fine. I just don't have much of an appetite right now. I swear, I'm ok"
Bosco bit down on his bottom lip, preventing him from saying what was on his mind. He knew that she needed someone right now. He wanted to be that someone, but she wouldn't let anyone get too close. Not now. Not Yet.
They paid the waiter and exited the restaurant. The shift seemed to drag on for days. The sarcastic humor they shared on a daily basis wasn't there. It was just silence.emptiness. They returned back to the precinct and parked the RMP.
Bosco removed his uniform and hung it neatly in his locker. He peered over at Faith who was also putting away her uniform. He made a low sigh as he pulled his white t-shirt over his head and slipped into a worn pair of blue jeans.
"Do you need a ride home," Bosco asked, hoping to reestablish a connection with his grieving partner.
"That's ok Boz. I don't want to be a burden on you."
Bosco placed a NYPD baseball cap on his head and cocked his head back over his shoulder and looked at Faith with mischievous eyes, "You're NEVER a burden on me. You are my partner and my best friend, I would do anything for you."
She couldn't help but go a little weak in the knees. She needed someone to lean on, now more than ever, and Bosco was there for her. Just like he always was.
"Thank You, Bosco. That means a lot to me." She grabbed her coat and motioned to the door. "Let's get out of here."
Bosco walked Faith to the door of the apartment. He hoped that she would invite him in, but when she did it came as a complete shock.
"Won't we wake Emily and Charlie?"
"No, they are staying with relatives. It is still too hard for them to come back here. I can't say I blame them. Sometimes I wish I could just run away. But Anyway, I am supposed to go pick them up this weekend. Maybe I'll take them someplace fun, like Great Adventure. You should come too, if you're not busy that is."
The thought that she was being too straightforward raced through her mind as she waited for a reply.
"I would love to. That sounds like fun. It would be good for me to get out of this city, anyway. I could drive if you want."
"That would be nice, but you don't have to."
"Don't be silly!" Bosco exclaimed, "You know I wouldn't mind doing things for you and the kids. You are practically family to me."
"I know. You have always been here for us whenever we needed you. I appreciate that. I just thought I would tell you, in case I forgot to mention it before."
Faith could feel the heat pool in her cheeks and the butterflies in her stomach, for it was at this moment that she realized just how much she needed Bosco. She slowly walked over to him and took him in an embrace. She could smell the sweet aroma of his cologne, and his touch sent shivers down her spine. This was the love she was looking for. The kind of love she never had with Fred. It was Bosco. It was Bosco that she longed for, the same Bosco who she had seen everyday without giving a second thought. It was him that she loved all along.
.... When faith loses Fred and feels like she has no one to turn to, Bosco proves that he means what he says when he said that he would always be there for her.
Faith peered out the window of the RMP; the thought of losing Fred still fresh in her mind. It seems like the last few days have been a haze. Through the tears and sympathies, she tried to stay strong; strong for Emily and Charlie, and strong for herself. Now more than ever she felt alone. Like she was drowning with no one to pull her to the surface; no loving arms to hold her.
"Hey Faith, are you ok?," Bosco uttered, snapping Faith back into reality.
"Yeah Boz. I'm fine. I am just beginning to think that maybe I came back too soon."
"Keep your head up Faith. You know I'm here for you."
His kind words had brought a slight smile to her face. It was times like these she was thankful for such a wonderful partner and friend.
The silence in the car was almost too much for Bosco to stand. He longed to tell Faith how he truly felt about her, but now was not the time. "It is too soon," he assured himself. He was in love with her. He has always been in love with her. Throughout the years he tried to figure out what the girl of his dreams was doing with a guy like Fred Yokas. Secretly he had wished for them to separate, but this was not what he had planned.
Fred's death came as a shock to everyone. It seemed as if things were looking up in the Yokas household, but just beyond the surface, the foundation was crumbling. Fred was strong enough to survive his first heart attack, but the second was too unexpected, too grand. The doctors did all they could, but it was too late. Fred was gone.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to stop and pick up some lunch?," Bosco suggested. He peered over at Faith. She had a blank expression on her face. He sighed at the thought that he was heard. He feared she would never hear the love in his voice.
"Faith?"
"What? Oh sorry, Bosco. What did you say?"
"Lunch?"
"Sure..."
They parked the car and walked into a small Italian restaurant. They sat in a tiny booth, and placed their order with the waiter. After a few minutes, their food arrived. Bosco eagerly chowed down some spaghetti while Faith pushed around the food on her plate. She could feel the hunger pains in her stomach, but the thought of food made her sick.
"You haven't touched that food, Faith. You need to talk to me. Please tell me what I can do to help you."
"Bosco, really, I'm fine. I just don't have much of an appetite right now. I swear, I'm ok"
Bosco bit down on his bottom lip, preventing him from saying what was on his mind. He knew that she needed someone right now. He wanted to be that someone, but she wouldn't let anyone get too close. Not now. Not Yet.
They paid the waiter and exited the restaurant. The shift seemed to drag on for days. The sarcastic humor they shared on a daily basis wasn't there. It was just silence.emptiness. They returned back to the precinct and parked the RMP.
Bosco removed his uniform and hung it neatly in his locker. He peered over at Faith who was also putting away her uniform. He made a low sigh as he pulled his white t-shirt over his head and slipped into a worn pair of blue jeans.
"Do you need a ride home," Bosco asked, hoping to reestablish a connection with his grieving partner.
"That's ok Boz. I don't want to be a burden on you."
Bosco placed a NYPD baseball cap on his head and cocked his head back over his shoulder and looked at Faith with mischievous eyes, "You're NEVER a burden on me. You are my partner and my best friend, I would do anything for you."
She couldn't help but go a little weak in the knees. She needed someone to lean on, now more than ever, and Bosco was there for her. Just like he always was.
"Thank You, Bosco. That means a lot to me." She grabbed her coat and motioned to the door. "Let's get out of here."
Bosco walked Faith to the door of the apartment. He hoped that she would invite him in, but when she did it came as a complete shock.
"Won't we wake Emily and Charlie?"
"No, they are staying with relatives. It is still too hard for them to come back here. I can't say I blame them. Sometimes I wish I could just run away. But Anyway, I am supposed to go pick them up this weekend. Maybe I'll take them someplace fun, like Great Adventure. You should come too, if you're not busy that is."
The thought that she was being too straightforward raced through her mind as she waited for a reply.
"I would love to. That sounds like fun. It would be good for me to get out of this city, anyway. I could drive if you want."
"That would be nice, but you don't have to."
"Don't be silly!" Bosco exclaimed, "You know I wouldn't mind doing things for you and the kids. You are practically family to me."
"I know. You have always been here for us whenever we needed you. I appreciate that. I just thought I would tell you, in case I forgot to mention it before."
Faith could feel the heat pool in her cheeks and the butterflies in her stomach, for it was at this moment that she realized just how much she needed Bosco. She slowly walked over to him and took him in an embrace. She could smell the sweet aroma of his cologne, and his touch sent shivers down her spine. This was the love she was looking for. The kind of love she never had with Fred. It was Bosco. It was Bosco that she longed for, the same Bosco who she had seen everyday without giving a second thought. It was him that she loved all along.
