An Officer Never Cries ~ Pt 1
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by Demelza 2002
(demelza@tw-gateway.net)
Third Watch does not in any way belong to me. Third Watch belongs to NBC, Warner Brother's, John Wells and its other owners.
Thanks to Angie for being loads of inspiration, and motivating me to get these fics done! ;) Thanks!! Thanks also to everyone who reviewed 'Every Smile You Fake' and wanted to read more of the fic.
Rated PG13 for content, deals with issues of spousal abuse. If content of this type offends you, please do not read.
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Sequel to 'Every Smile You Fake'. An argument between Emily's parents wakes her and her brother Charlie up, only this time it ends up in the Emergency Room at Mercy Hospital. (part one of three)
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Screaming and shouting woke Emily up. She blinked a few times, laying on her side facing her younger brother Charlie. He looked back at her with tear filled eyes. The shouting came as a constant bridge of noise from her dad, screaming at her mom to stop lying to him. Not once did she hear her mom's response, just her dad's voice. He was angry. Seriously angry. It was almost an exact recording of the night before, minus her mom's voice. Her mom had told her dad exactly how she felt, and the discussion Emily had had with her mom over a hot chocolate after her dad left made her understand why her mom wasn't speaking tonight. The way her mom had cradled her wrist flashed in Emily's mind, her dad had done that.
Charlie was frightened from the sound of a plate breaking out in the kitchen area and quickly scrambled out of his bed and ran over to Emily, climbing in beside her under the covers.
"Everything's gonna be all right..." Emily promised, brushing her hand through his fine brown hair. But even the trembles in her voice gave her away. She was afraid too.
There was a long silence, when her dad's voice filled the air again. "Don't you walk away from me!" He shouted. The sound of flesh meeting flesh could be heard, a whimper from her mom, and suddenly a loud crashing noise, sounding like a lot of glass had been broken.
"Daddy!" Emily shouted in fright. Within split moments, both she and Charlie were out of the bed and running out to the hallway, through into the living room. They both froze in their steps the moment they reached the doorway leading to the living room.
"MOMMY!" Charlie screamed, running over to their mom where she lay amongst the broken coffee table. Her upper right arm bleeding badly.
Emily stood there, her heart beating so fast she couldn't keep count, just looking at her mom. She didn't know how to react. Then slowly, very slowly, she turned to look at her dad. He was down on his knees, his back toward them all, sobbing. Emily took one step at a time over to him, stopping only mere inches away. She looked over her shoulder at her mom, being helped up from the table by her little brother. Blinking, taking the sight in as a permanent memory, she turned back to her dad. "Daddy?" She whispered, placing her hand on his shoulder.
Her dad turned around, tears in his eyes as he looked into hers. "I'm sorry baby." He said quietly, looking over at his wife, pain stabbing in his mind. He looked back to Emily. "Leave me!"
"D-daddy..." Emily tried to speak, try ask what had happened. But he didn't reply, he only looked away, more tears flooding his eyes. She dropped her arm to her side, standing there a few moments, waiting for her dad to say something. Anything. She didn't know what she wanted to hear him say, that it had been an accident, that it was only a bad dream and she would wake up and everything would be okay. Everything seemed to slow down as she turned around. Charlie was helping their mom get seated on the edge of the sofa, and their mom was wrapping a small throw rug around her arm, in aid to stop the bleeding. As Emily came to face her mom, she blinked only once, and everything sped up, and she burst into tears. "Mommy..." she whispered through tears.
Her mom 's eyes met hers. She didn't say anything, merely blinked a look of sorrow to her daughter. Her eyes held no tears, not even one.
Emily slowly walked over, looking at the broken table, the small pool of her mom's blood. She blinked again--another awful memory taken--and looked at her mom. She stood right in front of her, she didn't know what to say, what to do... she didn't know what to think. "I love you..." she said softly.
Her mom looked back at her, and stayed that way for a moment before tilting her head ever slightly to the left in an appreciative and loving expression. Within milliseconds, Emily slammed her full body weight into her mom in a tight embrace. "I love you!" She cried, sobbing.
Her mom hugged her back, kissing her on the head, "I love you too, Emily," she replied, her voice a near whisper, "I love you too."
Within a short while, Emily and Charlie were put in the truck, and their mom was driving down to Mercy Hospital. Their dad was back at home, neither parent saying a word to one another as they were leaving.
The ride to the hospital was in silence, Charlie and Emily sat in the back quietly, and as they pulled into the parking lot and found a space, they climbed out of the truck and each walked at their mom's side.
"Faith Yokas... I fell on the coffee table, after losing balance cleaning the living room..." Their mom had lied to the woman at the front desk. The woman seemed to know her, and said for her to go on through to exam curtain four.
Their mom turned to them, "Just, wait out here... I'll be back soon,"
"N-no, mommy, I'm staying with you." Emily said, clutching her mom's good hand tightly.
"It's okay Em, I'll only be a short while."
"I'm not leaving you."
Her mom smiled down at her, "There won't be anywhere to sit."
"I don't care, I'm staying with you."
"Me too." Charlie added.
Nodding, Faith took Emily by the hand, and together, the three of them walked down a short corridor until they reached exam curtain four.
It was at least ten minutes before a nurse came with the forms that needed to be filled in. "You fell through the coffee table?" the nurse, one Emily noticed that her mom had met on numerous occasions before. "Yokas, you've got to be more careful. First the baseball bat, now this..." The nurse turned to Emily and Charlie, "Keep an eye on your mom, she's a good cop, you're very lucky to have her for your mother."
Emily just nodded, while Charlie looked over at their mom.
Time seemed to take forever to pass, but around twenty minutes later, Doctor Eleanor Jannis came to treat Faith's wounds. "I'm going to wash them out with saline solution, then we'll use a local anesthetic to put in the sutures," the doctor explained.
Emily stepped up closer, watching as the doctor cleaned out the wounds on her mom's arm. There were so many cuts, some were only small incisions, while other's were large gashes. It wasn't just her upper right arm that need suturing, either. Her right thigh, and lower back on the right side would need sutures also. "There are some shards of glass and splinters of wood we'll need to remove first, then we can put in the sutures."
"That's fine," Faith's shaky voice replied.
"Mommy..." Emily's voice trembled, watching her mom, waiting for tears to flow from her eyes. But still nothing.
"Em?"
"Are you going to leave daddy?"
Doctor Jannis automatically looked toward Faith, "Your husband did this to you ma'am?"
She looked back at the doctor, without a word she blinked, then slowly turned to her daughter. "We..." she begun, turning back to the doctor, "We were arguing..."
"And he pushed you?"
"I pushed him."
"But somehow you found yourself being the one with the glass in you, in here with your young children, needing sutures?"
She blinked again, "No."
"Care to tell me exactly what happened then?"
"No." Faith said, shaking her head.
"I'm going to have to report the incident, I need you to tell me."
She shook her head, more tears coming, "I don't want it reported...I fell while cleaning."
"You can't do that mommy! You taught us never to lie! " Charlie shouted, running out from the curtain.
Emily stood up, and just looked at her mom. Their eyes met, but nothing was said. Slowly, she turned and walked away, in search of Charlie.
tbc in part two (coming very soon.... spoiler: Bosco returns home after his bail is posted at just after three in the morning, only to find a distraught phone message on his answering machine from Emily.)
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by Demelza 2002
(demelza@tw-gateway.net)
Third Watch does not in any way belong to me. Third Watch belongs to NBC, Warner Brother's, John Wells and its other owners.
Thanks to Angie for being loads of inspiration, and motivating me to get these fics done! ;) Thanks!! Thanks also to everyone who reviewed 'Every Smile You Fake' and wanted to read more of the fic.
Rated PG13 for content, deals with issues of spousal abuse. If content of this type offends you, please do not read.
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Sequel to 'Every Smile You Fake'. An argument between Emily's parents wakes her and her brother Charlie up, only this time it ends up in the Emergency Room at Mercy Hospital. (part one of three)
~
Screaming and shouting woke Emily up. She blinked a few times, laying on her side facing her younger brother Charlie. He looked back at her with tear filled eyes. The shouting came as a constant bridge of noise from her dad, screaming at her mom to stop lying to him. Not once did she hear her mom's response, just her dad's voice. He was angry. Seriously angry. It was almost an exact recording of the night before, minus her mom's voice. Her mom had told her dad exactly how she felt, and the discussion Emily had had with her mom over a hot chocolate after her dad left made her understand why her mom wasn't speaking tonight. The way her mom had cradled her wrist flashed in Emily's mind, her dad had done that.
Charlie was frightened from the sound of a plate breaking out in the kitchen area and quickly scrambled out of his bed and ran over to Emily, climbing in beside her under the covers.
"Everything's gonna be all right..." Emily promised, brushing her hand through his fine brown hair. But even the trembles in her voice gave her away. She was afraid too.
There was a long silence, when her dad's voice filled the air again. "Don't you walk away from me!" He shouted. The sound of flesh meeting flesh could be heard, a whimper from her mom, and suddenly a loud crashing noise, sounding like a lot of glass had been broken.
"Daddy!" Emily shouted in fright. Within split moments, both she and Charlie were out of the bed and running out to the hallway, through into the living room. They both froze in their steps the moment they reached the doorway leading to the living room.
"MOMMY!" Charlie screamed, running over to their mom where she lay amongst the broken coffee table. Her upper right arm bleeding badly.
Emily stood there, her heart beating so fast she couldn't keep count, just looking at her mom. She didn't know how to react. Then slowly, very slowly, she turned to look at her dad. He was down on his knees, his back toward them all, sobbing. Emily took one step at a time over to him, stopping only mere inches away. She looked over her shoulder at her mom, being helped up from the table by her little brother. Blinking, taking the sight in as a permanent memory, she turned back to her dad. "Daddy?" She whispered, placing her hand on his shoulder.
Her dad turned around, tears in his eyes as he looked into hers. "I'm sorry baby." He said quietly, looking over at his wife, pain stabbing in his mind. He looked back to Emily. "Leave me!"
"D-daddy..." Emily tried to speak, try ask what had happened. But he didn't reply, he only looked away, more tears flooding his eyes. She dropped her arm to her side, standing there a few moments, waiting for her dad to say something. Anything. She didn't know what she wanted to hear him say, that it had been an accident, that it was only a bad dream and she would wake up and everything would be okay. Everything seemed to slow down as she turned around. Charlie was helping their mom get seated on the edge of the sofa, and their mom was wrapping a small throw rug around her arm, in aid to stop the bleeding. As Emily came to face her mom, she blinked only once, and everything sped up, and she burst into tears. "Mommy..." she whispered through tears.
Her mom 's eyes met hers. She didn't say anything, merely blinked a look of sorrow to her daughter. Her eyes held no tears, not even one.
Emily slowly walked over, looking at the broken table, the small pool of her mom's blood. She blinked again--another awful memory taken--and looked at her mom. She stood right in front of her, she didn't know what to say, what to do... she didn't know what to think. "I love you..." she said softly.
Her mom looked back at her, and stayed that way for a moment before tilting her head ever slightly to the left in an appreciative and loving expression. Within milliseconds, Emily slammed her full body weight into her mom in a tight embrace. "I love you!" She cried, sobbing.
Her mom hugged her back, kissing her on the head, "I love you too, Emily," she replied, her voice a near whisper, "I love you too."
Within a short while, Emily and Charlie were put in the truck, and their mom was driving down to Mercy Hospital. Their dad was back at home, neither parent saying a word to one another as they were leaving.
The ride to the hospital was in silence, Charlie and Emily sat in the back quietly, and as they pulled into the parking lot and found a space, they climbed out of the truck and each walked at their mom's side.
"Faith Yokas... I fell on the coffee table, after losing balance cleaning the living room..." Their mom had lied to the woman at the front desk. The woman seemed to know her, and said for her to go on through to exam curtain four.
Their mom turned to them, "Just, wait out here... I'll be back soon,"
"N-no, mommy, I'm staying with you." Emily said, clutching her mom's good hand tightly.
"It's okay Em, I'll only be a short while."
"I'm not leaving you."
Her mom smiled down at her, "There won't be anywhere to sit."
"I don't care, I'm staying with you."
"Me too." Charlie added.
Nodding, Faith took Emily by the hand, and together, the three of them walked down a short corridor until they reached exam curtain four.
It was at least ten minutes before a nurse came with the forms that needed to be filled in. "You fell through the coffee table?" the nurse, one Emily noticed that her mom had met on numerous occasions before. "Yokas, you've got to be more careful. First the baseball bat, now this..." The nurse turned to Emily and Charlie, "Keep an eye on your mom, she's a good cop, you're very lucky to have her for your mother."
Emily just nodded, while Charlie looked over at their mom.
Time seemed to take forever to pass, but around twenty minutes later, Doctor Eleanor Jannis came to treat Faith's wounds. "I'm going to wash them out with saline solution, then we'll use a local anesthetic to put in the sutures," the doctor explained.
Emily stepped up closer, watching as the doctor cleaned out the wounds on her mom's arm. There were so many cuts, some were only small incisions, while other's were large gashes. It wasn't just her upper right arm that need suturing, either. Her right thigh, and lower back on the right side would need sutures also. "There are some shards of glass and splinters of wood we'll need to remove first, then we can put in the sutures."
"That's fine," Faith's shaky voice replied.
"Mommy..." Emily's voice trembled, watching her mom, waiting for tears to flow from her eyes. But still nothing.
"Em?"
"Are you going to leave daddy?"
Doctor Jannis automatically looked toward Faith, "Your husband did this to you ma'am?"
She looked back at the doctor, without a word she blinked, then slowly turned to her daughter. "We..." she begun, turning back to the doctor, "We were arguing..."
"And he pushed you?"
"I pushed him."
"But somehow you found yourself being the one with the glass in you, in here with your young children, needing sutures?"
She blinked again, "No."
"Care to tell me exactly what happened then?"
"No." Faith said, shaking her head.
"I'm going to have to report the incident, I need you to tell me."
She shook her head, more tears coming, "I don't want it reported...I fell while cleaning."
"You can't do that mommy! You taught us never to lie! " Charlie shouted, running out from the curtain.
Emily stood up, and just looked at her mom. Their eyes met, but nothing was said. Slowly, she turned and walked away, in search of Charlie.
tbc in part two (coming very soon.... spoiler: Bosco returns home after his bail is posted at just after three in the morning, only to find a distraught phone message on his answering machine from Emily.)