Okay, so looks like the writing may be on the wall. I'm big enough to admit it. Due to 'possible' unwanted unimaginable horrid spoilers I've been told about I decided to write my own shipper story for Bosco and Faith. Yeah I know, OMG hell's freezing over right this second as I write this down,but hey, I'm big enough of a person to admit I may have been wrong...about TW pushing them together anyway...but then again it is M that is writing this...so be warned. If you read my Shipping Accident fic...don't expect the same kind of silliness. I play by the rules here...but I also deal with reality when I write serious...so this is not a sweetness and oh my god we finally see the light fic:

So without giving away exactly what I heard..and assuming even a shred of it is true..here is my own personal version of the coming future events...with M's touch of course.

GIVING IN AND GIVING UP

Chapter One

Bosco's POV:

"He left me." Those were her words to me last night. There was a hard knock on my door, catching a quick nap as I'd only been home an hour I was slow to get it. Was actually lucky to be here, or maybe not. Took me a minute to even catch what she said as she moved past me to stand near the coffee table.

"What?" I asked, "Who left?" Surely she couldn't be talking about Fred?

"FRED, Bosco," she half yelled, "Aren't you listening to me?" I realized she'd been talking the whole time as she passed me, but I was only half listening. Didn't expect her to say what she did, hell didn't expect her to be at the door anyway.

"Fred? Fred left YOU?" I asked incredulous to be hearing such words coming from her mouth, as far as I knew things were fine between them.

"YES!" She yelled now, tears falling. Crap I hate it when they cry, especially her or Mom. I never really know what to do, do I just wait for it to stop or say something? So confused as usual I just stood there.

She just kept crying and it was getting worse. Finally frowning, not really sure I should, I went to her and put my hand on her shoulder, "Faith, I'm sure its just a misunderstanding. You guys will talk it out and everything will be okay."

Next thing I know she's grabbing me and crying all over me. Well, I'm not a stone okay, she is my best friend, so I put my arms around her. After all she's been there for me enough times in the past and hell just recently she was there for me.

"Oh Bosco," she's crying harder, "what am I going to do?"

Patting her back, "I don't know Faith, did he say why?"

Then she stuns the living hell out of me, pulls back and tells me, "Because of you."

Again I think I've not heard right, "EXCUSE ME? Me? Faith why the hell would Fred leave you because of me?" I stand there flabbergasted, but I think it dawns on me, "He didn't want you to ride with me again, did he Faith?" There had been hints about it, and I thought she was acting a little more pushy than even she usually does. Especially about riding with me, but I'd been glad to finally be forgiven and put Fred out of my head about it. I know I've ruined that relationship beyond repair, but I didn't think I'd done it to their marriage!

Shaking her head no against my shoulder now she's wetting my teeshirt with her tears. I close my eyes against what she was telling me. Never in my entire life have I caused the breakup of a marriage, and her telling me I caused hers was too much to take.

I push away from her, "NO," walking backwards I turned to the window, looking out at the night sky, "no way in hell am I taking this one Faith!" Hell I've taken enough guilt and responsibility for her in the past 9 months, I'm not responsible for this! She stands there silent now. I keep shaking my head no, my eyes closed now. Hell I'm about to cry, this can't be because of me. NO WAY IN HELL!

Turning around to her quickly, I think I know how to fix this, "Tomorrow you put in to...no, I'll put in to ride with someone else. Like you told me, you never left 55-David and our partnership, I did. So I'll leave again, you get another partner and Fred will see you are safe. If I'm not around he won't have a reason to..." she stops my words as she quickly steps up to me her hand on my mouth.

"NO," she whispers her voice rough with crying, "You won't." She takes her hand down, standing in front of me her face red now. Eyes huge, just looking at me.

My frown deepens, "But, Faith if you want him to come back, you have to do what he asks you to do. You know how I feel about it. He's been through a lot with you in this year, I can't blame him for worrying I might get you shot again. HELL Faith I worry about it!"

Next damn thing I know she gives me this 'look' and is kissing the hell out of me! I push her away, shocked like you would not believe, "STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Stepping away from her I walked to the other side of the coffee table not looking at her. My heart racing, I mean sure once or twice in the past I've wondered what it would be like to be with her, I am a guy afterall, BUT over the years, while I love her deeply, seriously? NOOO! She is my best..or was my best friend, my sister even, hell sometimes she's more mother to me than my own mother, but to seriously think that she would come on to me, or that I would return it? No, never.

She stands looking at my back, I can see her in the mirror on my bedroom wall through the entryway. Guilt overwhelming me for this, anger too, anger at myself for causing this to happen to her, anger at her for letting it. Anger at Fred for not coming to me about it. Hell I would have transferred before I would have caused their marriage to break up. The guy has his faults, but so does she and so do I. But he doesn't deserve this, none of us do.

Staring at the floor now, not wanting to meet her eyes in the mirror. I don't hear her come up on me. "Bosco, please look at me," she says softly. Instead of being embarrassed and angry she is continuing. Oh shit now what do I do. Her husband just walked out because of me, and I just rejected her and she's still here!

"No," I tell her firmly, "I'm sorry Faith but this is not the way to make it all better." I can barely get the words out, my throat is so tight. All I can see istwelve years of friendship down the drain if this continues tonight, losing one of the few people in my life who really cares about me.

"I'm not leaving," she says just asfirmly, "Fred didn't just leave because I wouldn't stop riding with you. He left because he says I'm in love with you." I can hear her tears starting up again.

I close my eyes tightly, my face screwed up, 'No, no, no, no!' I don't want to hear anymore, I can't hear anymore.

But she doesn't stop.

Tearfully she continues, "I tried to deny it Bosco, but he's right. I am in love with you."

I turn to her in moe shock,to tell her to leave and she is all over me. Kissing my face, holding me, crying again harder. Telling me she has been in love with me for a long time. I'm so stunned now I can't breathe! This is a freaking nightmare! Before I can speak she is tearing my shirt pulling it up to take it off of me.

It has not occurred to her that I have not touched her once in this andnow I'm crying asI take her hands into mine, kiss them on the knuckles, "Stop," I whisper to her, "stop Faith please. I can't do this." I do love her, very much, but not like this. This is wrong, I want to scream that at her, to tell her to go after Fred, to run not walk, but I see the look on her face.

Was not the right time to talk about it.

Because now she gets pissed off.

"CAN'T" she yells backing up jerking her hands from mine, "can't Bosco or won't?"

"Is there a difference?" I ask her gently, then shake my head no, "And it doesn't matter Faith, it's not going to happen. I don't do this and you know it. I don't sleep with married women. And I sure as hellwon't sleep with my partner; who is also my best friend who I do love very much; just because I can take advantage of her pain."

"OH," she snarls at me...here it comes, "You CAN sleep with every slut out there who even acts like she's looking your way, but I tell you I love you and I'm free now and suddenly...YOU DON'T DO THIS! Screw you, Bosco!"

She pushes past me, shoving me over the edge of the coffee table. I tripped but caught myself on the couch, watching her go to the door. "FAITH!" I yelled out, I may not want to do this, but I can't let her leave so hurt and angry; she needs a friend right now. Not the best qualified for that at the moment I'm sure, but I'm all thats available right this second, "Stop okay, please. Lets talk about this."

But she is out the door. It slams behind her and I hear her telling me to 'go fuck yourself' as she moves away from the door.

I give a deep huffing sigh and sat down on the couch, my head in my hands, "What the fuck just happened? Oh my god what did I cause? How could she think that I would... Oh god how did this happen?"

Getting up off the couch I started to go after her, but as I put my hand on the doorknob I knew I couldn't do it.

'What can you possibly say to make this better Moe?' asking myself the same question I've been asking for months now about most of my life and the people in it. And as usual I get the same answer back, "Nothing, not a damn thing." This is right now, the worst moment of my life.

And for the first time in a long time, going into the kitchen I reached into the cabinet over the fridge and took down the bottle of whiskey I'd stashed there. Me and Jack are gonna become real good friends again tonight.

TBC...