Too Late?

Author's Note: Sequel to Too Soon

Disclaimer: I don't own Third Watch or the characters.

Rating: PG 13 or R for violence

Chapter 1

"Are you even listening to me?" Ty asked.

Sully turned to Ty. "Yes I'm listening to you."

"No, you're not." Ty replied. He had been worried about Sully ever since he'd returned to work after the kidnapping. He could see the look in his eyes, that he hasn't been sleeping that well, he tried to get Sully to talk to him, but Sully won't.
It had been a month since the kidnapping, and there has still been no sign
of Bosco.

Ty hate to say this but he was losing hoping that they were ever going to find Bosco alive or dead. Ty then parked the car in the police station.

"Sully, why don't you take a few days off? I'm sure Lieu would understand."

"I don't need any time off." Sully shouted, as he slammed the passenger door shut.

Ty walked up to Sully. "It's okay to ask for time off, you came back pretty soon after what happened to you."

"I'm fine!" Sully yelled, as he walked into the police station. Ty sighed, as he followed behind Sully.

You're not fine, Sully. You're far from it and I'm going to help you, Ty said out loud to himself, as he headed into the police station.

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Later that night, Faith walked into her apartment and Emily was waiting up for her.
"Why aren't you in bed?" Faith asked her daughter. "I just wanted to see how your day was."

Faith took her jacket off and put it over the chair.

"I know you are worried about me, but I'm fine." Faith replied.

Emily walked over to her mom. "You say that, mom, but I know that you aren't. I know that every day you think today will be the day that they find Bosco.

Aren't I right?"

"No!" Faith yelled.

"I know that they are never going to find Bosco. He's gone, Emily. Uncle Bosco is gone." she said, as she walked into her bedroom, and slammed the door shut. Emily followed Faith, and opened the door.

"Mom, you don't mean that." Emily replied, as she sat at the edge of the bed.

"You don't believe that he is gone." Faith looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes. "Do you really think that I want to believe that he is gone, but there is no way that he will be coming back, it is just too long."

"That's not what the paper says." Emily responded.

"They said that this kidnapper keeps his captives for a few months so there is a chance that Bosco can come back. He's going to be okay."

Faith moved closer to Emily and pulled her into a hug."I wish you were right."

"Do you not want Bosco to come home?" Emily yelled, crying. "I thought you care about him."

"I do, honey. I just don't want you to get your hopes up that he's going to
come home safely. I can't promise that is going to happen."

Emily looked at her mom. "It will. I know it." she said.

Emily then hugged her mom. "Goodnight, mom."

"Night, Emily."

Faith waited until her daughter was in her bedroom before she just started
to cry. Her best friend and partner were still missing, and there was
nothing she could do about it. Every day she goes to work, looking for some
clue that could help her find him, but there is nothing. There isn't one
single clue to help her.

What kind of cop is she? She can't even find one of her own. Not just
anybody, her partner for thirteen years, the same partner that risk his life
for her. What is she doing to bring him home? Nothing. He nearly die for
her and she couldn't even find him.

I'm sorry, Bosco,
she thought to herself, as she cried into her pillow, as
she laid her head down.

She hated going into to work now... Everybody was laughing and smiling at each other, just the same way it was before the kidnapping, but nothing was the
same for her. Nothing will be the same for her ever again.

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"So how's my favorite captive doing today?" Jeffery asked Bosco.

Bosco just stared at Jeffery. He didn't say anything.

"When I talk to you, you answer me," Jeffery said, as he tightened the
restraints on Bosco's hands. Bosco didn't yell or scream although he wanted
to. He did nothing.

Jeffery walked up to Bosco. "Don't think I don't know what you are doing,
you have been doing this for the last few days. This is not going to work."

Bosco tried moving his hands, but they wouldn't budge, he should know that
he has been trying to escape since he got here. His hands were hurting from
all the pulling of the chains, but he didn't want to give up, he couldn't
or wouldn't give up.He had to stay strong, but didn't know how much longer
he can pretend that he is okay and that he can handle this.
He doesn't know how much longer it will be before Jeffery gets what he
wants. To break him.

"Oh Boscorelli. I would love to know what you think right now." Jeffery
said, looking at Bosco and could see the fear in his eyes.

"Would you like to know?" Bosco replied.

"You have been here for how long and you still have your attitude? How long
is it going to take to break you?" Jeffery said, as he roughly grabbed his
face. "When will I see nothing in your face? No fear, no attitude. Just
nothing."

"Never."

"I wouldn't bet on that." Jeffery said, with an evil grin, as he kicked
Bosco in the stomach. Jeffery glanced over at Bosco chained to the wall. He
was bruised and battered. He had cuts on his legs and hands and both his
hands and feet were bleeding from the chains. But Jeffery didn't care; he
didn't have one guilt thought in his body. He was doing exactly what he set
out to do.

First he hurt them and then he makes them into nothing, but Bosco wouldn't
break, even though he has hit him, shock him and did everything that he has
done with the others, even more than he done with the others because the
others normally break after a few weeks, but not Bosco. He knew exactly
where he needed to take him.

"Well I have to go out for a bit." Jeffery said, as he grabbed his bag. "But
don't you worry, nobody knows who I am, so there is no way that you are
going to be rescued." he said.

Bosco looked at Jeffery. He hates to admit, but he knows that Jeffery is
right; nobody is going to find him. Jeffery glanced at Bosco, and saw the
scared look on his face. "Just maybe I'm slowly breaking you."

Bosco laughed. Jeffery then shakes his head. "Oh Boscorelli…. You are lying
to yourself."

Bosco grinned again. Jeffery then hit him. "Don't you do that to me?

A woman then walked down the stairs. "So this is Boscorelli?" she said, as
she walked up to him and kick him on the stomach.

"Who are you?" Bosco yelled. The woman laughed. "Do you really think I'm
going to tell you?" she said. She then turned to Jeffery. "So he still won't
break, huh?"

Jeffery shakes his head. "But he will, I know it, Charlotte," Jeffery said,
as he pulled out a needle out of his pocket. "Officer, it's time for you to
take a little nap..."

"No..." Bosco yelled. "I won't let you." he said, as he tried to get free,
even though he knew that wasn't happening. He couldn't let Jeffery drugged
him; he was scared of what was going to happen if he did.

"You have no say in this, Officer Boscorelli. You have no say in what I do
with you. Just like my partner didn't care about me when he got himself
killed," Jeffery said.

"Don't do this, Jeffery… you don't need to do this." Bosco yelled.

"Just relax, Bosco." Jeffery said, with a smile, as Jeffery injected the
needle into his arm. The woman walked up to Bosco. "Goodnight... Officer,"
she said, as she kicked him in the stomach. "This is for my family,"
Charlotte said.

"Ahh…" Bosco screamed in pain. Bosco started to close his eyes. "No..." he
screamed, as he went into his unconsciousness.

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" No..." Sully yelled, as Jeffery was stabbing him. Jeffery laughed. "I
know what you fear."

Sully then suddenly woke up in a sweat. It was the nightmare he has been
having for the last few weeks. He tried to move on from the kidnapping, but
he couldn't. He touched the scar when he was stabbed. He was never to going
to forget about it when he will always have a reminder of it.

He has been through many things in his life, losing his wife, losing his
partner and getting himself sober. But this was something that he was sure
that he wasn't going to be able to get through.

He knew exactly what could help him with this. Alcohol, what he wouldn't do
for a drink right now to just forget about the nightmares and the memories
of the kidnapping, and the guilt that he feels for not being able to save
Bosco.

Bosco. He knew that there was no way that they were ever going to find Bosco
alive. It was just too long. He wishes that there was something that he
could have done to make sure that Jeffery didn't take him away. What kind of
cop is he?

I'm sorry, Bosco, Sully said, as he got out of his bed, and walked towards
the kitchen, and made himself some coffee. It wasn't like he was going to
get any sleep tonight.

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"Help me..."Help me," Bosco screamed.

Swersky jumped out of the bed. His wife wrapped his arms around him. "Are
you thinking about him again?" He turned to her. "He was calling for help,
and I couldn't save him."

"Bob," she said, softly, as she grabbed his hand. "You did everything that
you could to save him. You know that."

Swersky walked over to the window. "You really believe that, don't you?" She
nodded, as she walked up beside him. "I do. You're the best cop that I
know."

"I did nothing that is what I did. I did nothing to save a fellow officer.
Do you know what it is like to know that he was yelling for help, and I just
stood there numb? I didn't even ask who this guy was... I just went numb and
then when I realize what happened he was gone. Bosco's probably dead because
I did nothing. So don't tell me that I'm a good cop, I'm not."

She looked at her husband, who she could see was in a lot of pain. She knew
how much this Bosco meant to him. She just wishes there was something she
could do to help him. "Bob, have you talked to someone about this."

"There is nothing that they can do." Bob said, as he walked towards the
kitchen. "It doesn't matter how many people I talk to, Bosco is still going
to be missing, and it will still be my fault."

She followed him into the kitchen, and makes him some coffee. "Bob, don't
blame yourself." Swersky just shake his head. "I can't deal with this
right now."

"You can't do this to yourself. Do you think your officer would want you to
blame yourself for his kidnapping? You did everything that you could to find
him."

Swersky sighed, as he took a sip of his coffee. "You weren't there at the
building when the kidnapper was able to get my officers out of the building
without me knowing. If I had done my job, Bosco wouldn't have been kidnapped
along with the others, and he would be here right now annoying me like
always.

"Oh Bob." she said, as she wrapped her arms around him. "Why didn't you ever
tell me that this was affecting you this way? I want to be there for you."

"I promise you that I would never talk about work when I'm home."

She nodded. "That's true, but when it is upsetting you this much, I wanted
to be able to help you."

"You can't. Nobody can." he said, as he walked into the bathroom and closed
the door behind him, leaving his wife to figure out what just happened.

Ty watched as he looked at Sasha looking out of the window. He walked up to
her and put his arms around her. "How are you doing?" he asked.

She turned around. "How do you expect me to be? He's still missing."

They walked over to the couch. "Sasha, you need to stop think about this."
Sasha looked at him with this mad look on her face. "What are you telling
me you don't think about Bosco? That you just forget about your friend, like
he just left town instead of getting kidnapped?"

"No, that's not what I'm saying, Sasha." Ty replied, as he grabbed her hand.
"You haven't been sleeping that well since…."

"Since the day that I found out where Bosco was being kept, but I was unable
to save him," Sasha replied, sadly. "Do you know every time I close my eyes
all I see is the chains hanging on the wall?"

Ty wrapped his arms around her. "I can only imagine what that was like for
you. But you can't do this to yourself."

"What else do you want me to do? Just forget about it like you have." Sasha
yelled, as she walked away from him.

"Do you really think that I have forgotten about everything that happened?"
Sully was hurt, and he is still not alright. You're not doing that good
either. Ty yelled. "I always remembering finding Sully in the cemetery,
that is something I will never forget. So don't tell me that I was
forgetting about it. I think about Bosco everyday." Ty said, as he walked
over to the table and throw some files towards Sasha.

"What are these?"

"Files about the other victims. The detectives didn't want to give them to
me, but I made them. Agent Thomason also sent him all the information he has
about the case. So don't tell me that I have forgotten about Bosco. I'm
doing everything to bring him home, even though I know there is a chance
that isn't going to happen."

"Has Faith seen these?" Sasha asked. Ty nodded. "I'm helping her as much as
I can." Sasha looked at Ty. "I'm sorry."

He looked at her. "I know we are all on edge right now, we want our friend
home. But I just don't know, Sasha. There is just no evidence that can help
us."

"Why don't you let me have a look, maybe there is something there that you
haven't caught yet." Sasha replied, as she put her arms around him.

"Sure," he said, as he wrapped his arms around her.
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Many hours later,

When Bosco woke up, he felt like he was going to be sick. He couldn't take
this anymore. He couldn't pretend that he was strong. He just wanted this to
be all over. As he looked around the room, he realizes that he was in a
different room. He was in some cell, chained to the cot with his hands
handcuffed and his feet duct taped together. He then heard the door opening,
and Jeffery walked inside.

"Finally you are awake." Jeffery replied, with this smirk on his face.

"Where the hell am I?" Bosco yelled.

"That's not the way to talk to me," Jeffery said, as he hit Bosco across the
face. "If you wait, I'll show you where we are." he said, as he took the
handcuffs off Bosco.

"Put your hands in front of you?"

"No."

Jeffery shook his head. "I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. You should
be happy that you aren't chained up to a wall anymore. Do you even
appreciate what I done for you?"

"You are sick... I'm still kidnapped, and you think I should appreciate
you?" Bosco yelled.

"I said put your hands in front of you, before I have to do them myself. I
won't do it nicely." Jeffery yelled.

Bosco put his hands in front of him, and Jeffery put the handcuffs on
Bosco's hands. "Isn't this like working, expect you are the prisoner now."

Jeffery laughed.

"Jeffery, think about your partner, would he really want you to do this to
me?" Bosco said, trying to plead with him.

Jeffery hit him across the face. "How many times have I told you not to talk about him? My partner would want
me to do whatever I felt like I needed to do."

"You don't need to do this."

"How many times have you said that to me in the last month? Do you really
think that by pleading with me, it is going to make me let you go? "Jeffery
said, laughing. " Do you really think that I'm that stupid?"

Bosco didn't say anything. Jeffery then took the duct tape off Bosco's
feet. "Don't think about escape even though there is nowhere you can go. "

He then roughly grabbed Bosco's arm. "Come on; let's show you your new
place."

"Haven't you already showed me?" Bosco said, looking at the room. Jeffery
laughed. "Not even close." he said, as they walked out of the room, and
Bosco saw that there were many different rooms. They all looked the same.

"Just in case you decide to escape. This place is like a maze. You'll never
be able to find your way out of here." he said, as he put a blindfold over
Bosco's eyes.

"What?" Bosco yelled. Jeffery laughed. "I know that you hate the dark, but I
don't want you seeing the next part until we're there."

Bosco tried to get free of Jeffery's grip, but with the blindfold on, he
knew that there was nothing he could do.

"Watch your step..." Jeffery said, as they walked down some steps. He then
took the blindfold off, and Bosco couldn't believe where they were. They
were outside. What was Jeffery up to? Why was he taunting him like this?"

Bosco then let go of Jeffery's grip and started to run towards the gate. He
was going to be free. But his cop instinct told him that something was wrong
with this. This was a trap.

Bosco turned around. "Why are you letting me go?"

Jeffery laughed, as he runs up to him. "I'm not letting you go. I just let
you think for a second that you were going to be able to escape. But the
thing that you don't understand is that an island. My men will find you and
bring you back here. I just wanted you to see that it doesn't matter if you
try to escape; there is no way that you can get out of here"

"Are you telling me that we are on an island?"

Jeffery nodded. "Not just any island, my island."

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The woman couldn't believe that she was doing this, but this is what he wanted her to do and she would do anything for him, she loves him.

She walked into the police station and walked up to the desk. "I'm looking
for Lieu Swersky?"

"That would be me."

The woman smiled. "I'm Charlotte Thomas, the new cop."

To be continued.