Title: Homecoming
Author: kim1989
Pairing: Bosco/Faith
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None this time
Summary: Follow up story to Getaway. It can be found in the archive section here
A/N: I own nothing TW related except a really cool coffee mug and a bumper sticker ;)
Homecoming
Bosco stood leaning against the RMP waiting for Sasha to come out of the diner. He shifted his weight from one foot to the other wondering for the millionth time why it took women so long to go to the bathroom. He was looking at his watch when his cell phone rang. This time when he saw the caller id he smiled.
"Hey, you're not callin' to make me carry ya down your fire escape 'gain, are ya?" Bosco asked chuckling.
"No, but it sounds like fun," Faith answered.
"For you maybe. Everythin' okay?"
"Depends. You comin' over after work?" Faith asked playfully.
"I think I could be persuaded," Bosco said moving away from the car when he saw Monroe approaching. "You need me to stop for anythin'?"
"I never thought I'd see the day. Maurice Boscorelli - all domesticated," she teased.
"Monroe's back so I gotta go. See ya in a couple hours."
"Be careful."
"I'm always careful."
"Yeah, right. Bye," Faith said hanging up the phone. She smiled sinking down on the couch.
"Oh no, that was her wasn't it? Now I gotta ride around the rest of the shift with Mary Sunshine," Sasha complained noticing the grin on Bosco's face.
"Bite me," Bosco replied accepting the coffee Monroe offered as she got in the car. He smiled as he took a sip of the bitter brew without so much as a grimace.
"Not that I'm complainin', but this one must be special. You haven't made me listen to one sordid detail," Sasha said looking over at Bosco as he pulled into traffic.
"Maybe it's just nonea your business," Bosco said still smiling.
"Oh come on, Bosco. I wish the hundred other women you had to tell me 'bout were nonea my business."
"Not a hundred."
"Okay, now I know somthin's up. Maurice Boscorelli denying his prowess with the opposite sex? There is somethin' definitely wrong with this picture," Sasha teased.
"I didn't say nothin' 'bout my 'prowess', it's just nonea your business," Bosco answered.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but tell me 'bout her, Bosco."
"Nope," Bosco replied smiling at her then returning his attention to the street ahead of him.
"Either you're makin' all this up to torment me or it's finally happened."
"What happened," Bosco asked throwing another glance in her direction.
"You're in love. You actually have a heart," Sasha said her tone nothing short of amazement.
"Shut up, Monroe," Bosco said turning his head to grin out the window.
"If I hadn't seen it for myself, I wouldn't have believed it."
"Shut up, Monroe."
"Do I get to meet this amazin' person?" Sasha asked.
"Absolutely not."
"Oh, come on, Bosco. I gotta meet this woman - or maybe - it's not a woman?" she teased.
"Of course she's a woman!" Bosco exploded, then as quick as it gathered the storm passed and the smile returned to his face.
"Well if I can't get it outta you, maybe Faith knows somethin'," Sasha said as the radio crackled to life.
"Any available unit, take an MVA at 108 and Lexington. EMS and Fire on the way."
"55 David, 108 and Lex," Sasha said keying her mic.
"Why would ya think Faith'd know somethin'," he asked.
"I figured you two were talking again after you took off on vacation together," Sasha replied.
"We didn't take off together. She needed some time to think 'bout stuff and she called me to help her. We're partners."
"So if I wanted to go on vacation, you'd take me?"
"Sure after we'd been partners for ten years and you got shot and your husband pissed you off, yeah. In that unlikely event I'd take ya on vacation," Bosco countered.
"Faith's back tomorrow isn't she? I was really surprised to hear about her and Fred."
"Yeah, well, ya know, it happens. It's probably better for the kids to see 'em both happy instead of miserable, right?" Bosco asked the smile leaving his face completely.
"Uh oh, Bosco, better call her," Sasha warned.
"Faith?"
"No, your mystery love. Your sunny disposition's slippin'," Sasha teased as the pulled up at the site of the fender bender. The drivers were both out side their vehicles assessing the damage effectively blocking most of the intersection.
"I don't know if I told ya this already, but bite me," Bosco said climbing out of the car.
"Bosco watch out!" Sasha warned too late. A Mini had decided at that moment to pull around the RMP catching Bosco in the shin. He went down hard, his head hitting the pavement.
Picking up a pen, she read over the documents in her hand. Fred had already signed them. All she had to do was sign them then to and that would be it. Putting her signature on them would end one chapter of her life and open a whole new one.
It was a huge step, but it was the right one. They were both happier and as a result so were the kids. Turning to the last page, she signed one copy and then the other. Now all she needed to do was turn these into their lawyer tomorrow. She slipped them into the envelope smiling.
"Emily, Charlie, your dad's here," she called hearing a knock on the door. Opening the door, Faith smiled stepping aside to let Fred and his friend Beth inside.
"I see ya got the papers," Fred said awkwardly.
"Yeah, just signed 'em," she said taking a deep breath as the Charlie came running in the room. Shoulder down, he rammed right into Fred's stomach.
"Good one, Champ. You ready?" Fred laughed barely keeping his balance.
"You know one of these days, he's gonna knock ya on your ass," Faith warned with a smile.
"I'll go make Emily get off the phone," Charlie said before starting back down the hall.
"I hope it's all right - me being here," Beth said smiling nervously.
"No, it's fine. I mean it's good for the kids to see that everybody's okay with this," Faith replied shoving her hands in her pockets.
"I told Fred I should have waited in the truck."
"It's fine," Fred said taking her hand.
"Charlie says your goin' down to the shore?" Faith asked filling the awkward silence.
"Yeah, they were jealous of your trip down to North Carolina. Emily wanted to go there after she saw the postcards you sent her. I figured Jersey was gonna haveta substitute," Fred answered.
"Maybe I'll take 'em down there next year," Faith said before yelling down the hall for Emily to get off the phone. Her yell was obviously successful as the phone rang a moment later.
"I'm so sorry!" a woman yelled jumping from her car.
"I'm all right, don't worry about it," Bosco said grimacing as he tried to sit up. He put his hand to the back of his head feeling the sticky warm blood pouring from a cut there.
"Sit still Bosco," Sasha ordered pulling his hand away. "You're not yellin' and callin' her a 'jagoff' so you musta hit your head pretty hard."
"I'm fine, Sasha. Let me up," he insisted.
"I'm so, so sorry. I didn't see you. I'm not goin' to jail am I? It was an accident. I'm sorry," the woman cried pulling tissues from her bag and trying to press them onto Bosco's head.
"You're not goin' to jail unless you keep screechin' in my ear," Bosco said pushing the woman away.
"Kim! Officer down over here," Sasha yelled seeing the paramedic climb from the ambulance.
"I'm not 'down'. Would ya knock it off," Bosco said trying to shrug off Sasha's hand. Sasha only pressed harder, holding him down.
"What happened?" Kim asked pushing between the woman and Bosco. She pulled the tissues away from the cut grimacing.
"He was gettin' outta the car to direct traffic when this car came around and hit him," Sasha supplied.
"It's not a car. It's an overgrown lawn mower. I'm fine," Bosco groused still trying to escape.
"Looks like you've got a pretty good lump forming here. You hurt anywhere else?" Kim asked pulling some four by fours from her bag pressing them to the cut.
"Ow! Don't ya haveta take some pledge to not hurt people or somethin'," Bosco said flinching away.
"That's for doctors. Looks like you're gonna need stitches for sure. Where'd she make contact?" Holly asked joining the group huddled around Bosco.
"My left leg, but it's fine. Ow, dammit! What'd I ever do to you?" Bosco asked kicking at Holly when she touched a tender spot where the car had bumped him.
"Doesn't appear to be broken since you can kick me. I'll get the cot," Holly said pushing away.
"I'm not goin' to the hospital. I'm fine. Just slap a Band-Aid on it and let me up," Bosco yelled.
"Can you stand up to get on the cot or should we get the backboard. We really should put a collar on you. You might have a concussion," Kim said.
"I can stand," Bosco said finally free he stood too fast and stumbled onto the cot - definitely not where he'd intended to go. He'd been aiming for the still open door of the squad.
"Bosco, lie still," Kim said through clenched teeth. "If you don't stop fightin' me I'm gonna put restraints on you."
"It's just a scratch. I don't need to go to the hospital. I got someplace to be after work," Bosco said trying to get up again.
"You need stitches. Not to mention you hit your head pretty hard. Don't worry, we'll take good care of you," Holly said grabbing his leg and putting it up on the gurney.
"His head? There's nothin' up there to hurt," Sully teased arriving on the scene to look over Kim's shoulder.
"Yeah, listen to Sullivan. Nothin' ta damage," Bosco said able to absorb any insult if it kept him from spending the rest of the shift and then some in the emergency room.
"You got hit by a car, Bosco," Sasha reminded him.
"It was just a little one."
"Get him outta here before he escapes," Sully said then helped the two medics lift the cot into the back of the ambulance.
"Dammit! Wait a minute. Hey Sullivan!" Bosco called.
"Bosco, you're a big boy now. You don't need anybody to hold your hand in the bus anymore," Sully said moving to close the doors.
"I need ya to do somethin' for me, Sul. It's important," Bosco said fighting to keep his temper under control.
"What?" Sully asked.
"It's private," Bosco said glancing at Kim then back to Sully at the back of the bus.
"Make it fast," she said pushing past Sully and out of the ambulance. With a sigh, Sully climbed in the bus and closed the door.
"What'd ya do now?"
"No it's nothin' like that. I need ya to do somethin', but you can't tell anyone, not even Davis."
"No way, Bosco. I don't wanna know," Sully said.
"I need ya to call someone and give 'em a message. That's it. Please, Sul, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important."
"That's the top secret favor ya need? You want me to call the flavor of the month and tell her you're gonna be late? Geez, Bosco, who'da thought concrete was harder than your head," Sully said starting to rise.
"She's not the flavor of the month," Bosco said grabbing Sully by the wrist and tugging to get him to sit back down. "Please, I can't ask Monroe. Will ya do this for me?" Bosco pleaded.
"Crap. What's her name?" Sully said taking out his notepad with a sigh.
"I need ya to call Faith," Bosco whispered.
"Yokas?" Sully questioned.
"Keep your voice down, dammit. Yeah, Yokas. Call her and tell her I'm okay and that I'll be late. That's it. Don't tell her what happened or she'll be down at the hospital."
"Jesus, Bosco, your partner? Did you have somethin' to do with her and Fred..." Sully said only to be interrupted by Kim and Holly climbing into the front of the bus.
"Are you gonna ride with him, Sully?" Holly asked turning around in the seat.
Sully looked at Bosco before shaking his head and opening the door to exit.
"Sully?"
"I'll call," Sully said closing the door.
"What was all that about?" Davis asked watching the ambulance drive away.
"You don't wanna know. I don't wanna know. We clear here?" Sully asked noticing the tow truck hooking up to the last of the damaged cars.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Good. Let's get outta here," Sully said walking toward the RMP.
"Mom it's work for you," Emily said bringing the cordless phone with her as she carried her bags toward the door.
"Thanks, Em. Yokas," she said casting a nervous glance at Fred.
"Faith, it's Sully. There's been an accident. Bosco got hit by a car directin' traffic," Sully said softly to avoid being overheard by Ty sitting in the RMP a few feet away.
"Hit by a car? Where are they takin' him?" she asked sinking down on the couch.
"Mercy, but he's fine. He wanted me to tell you he'd be late."
"Are you sure, I mean should I come down there?"
"He hit his head pretty hard when he went down. He needs some stitches for sure. I'm sure they'll try an' keep him, but you know how hard that is. Kim almost had to put restraints on him to get him in the ambulance. He says he's fine, Faith. What's goin' on with you two anyway? If the boss finds out..."
"It's not like ya think, Sully. Thanks for callin' me. I'll see ya at work tomorrow," Faith said hanging up the phone.
"Everythin' okay?"
"It's Bosco. I'm goin' over there. Have a good time. I'll see you Friday," Faith said kissing Emily and Charlie before grabbing her purse and heading for the door.
"You sure it's a good idea for you to go there? Won't it look bad for you at work?" Fred asked.
"I'll deal with that later. I gotta go, Fred."
"We'll drive you," Beth said hurrying the kids through the door.
"Are you sure? I can get a cab," Faith said.
"Come on," Fred said closing the door behind them.