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Chapter 1- Time goes by
You know that saying, time goes by, in the blink of an eye?
Well, I don't believe in much, but, that saying, is dead on. Especially, if you're me.
Faith and I were talking, nine years ago, we didn't know anything about one another, and, to be truthful, we didn't care.
Now, years later, we're partners, up in each other's faces, no secrets. So, we thought.
I'm not one to get deep, not one to care. But, that day, something triggered. And it wasn't just, the gun.
"Come on! Move!" Bosco screamed out the window, fifth time that morning, as Faith shook her head, and held onto her coffee.
"Boz, everyone wants to get somewhere." Bosco looked sideways at her.
"I'm supposed to care?" Faith jerked her head towards him.
"You're a cop. That's your job." Bosco shook his head.
"I didn't sign up to hold people's hands." He shook his head, and, leaned out the window again, "Come on!"
Ten minute's later, people were cursing Bosco and Faith out, as Bosco ran down the sidewalk.
Some guy had slammed their windshield with a pipe.
Faith sighed, "Come on, Bosco!" She really hated when her partner was like this.
"Just let him go! We have-" She saw Bosco come back around the corner, suspect, in cuffs.
She groaned, "That's great, Bosco. Now we have to take him back to the house."
Bosco shrugged, "We can just dump him. Nobody'll miss him." He said, slamming the back door shut.
Faith sighed, and watched Bosco get back into the driver's side.
She emptied her coffee onto the sidewalk, and threw the cup into the bin, getting back into the car.
"Yo, another loser for you guys to play with." Bosco locked the guy up, as Christopher walked to them.
"What's this?" Bosco gave him a smart-ass look, "You're playmate." He walked away, as Faith apologized for him.
Faith looked at Bosco, once they were driving down the road again.
"Do you like pissing me off?" Bosco looked at her, after adjusting his radio.
"I'm asking you, Bosco. Do you like pissing me off?"
Bosco grinned, "Whatever gets you going." Faith threw him a disgusted look, as a call came over the radio.
"Fifty Five David, respond to a ten thirteen." Bosco switched the lights on, and sped towards the scene.
When they got there, all they saw, were Sully and Ty.
"About time." Sully mumbled, as Bosco kneeled down next to them.
"Yeah, what's going on?" Faith kneeled next to Bosco, and looked ahead. Everything appeared to be normal.
"We got a ten thirteen." She finished Bosco's thoughts, and Sully nodded.
"Some idiot decided to pull a fast one on Fifty five John." He told them, as more shots flew past them.
"Damn!" Bosco hissed, as a bullet barely missed him.
"I think he was aiming for me." Sully looked at him, and puffed, "Damn. He missed."
Ty coughed, as Bosco shot him an angry look, "What the hell's that supposed to mean?"
Bosco shook his head, and leaned against the car.
"Make my day," he hissed, as he snapped his gun back.
All four were kneeled behind the car. They saw a gunmen, make his way out the doors.
"On three." Sully whispered, and shifted.
They all took a deep breath, and prepared to fire.
"One." Bosco closed his eye, making the man his target.
"Two." Faith thought of her kids, of how she had been through this before, and, how she would tell them she had done this again.
"Three." Ty pulled the trigger, not bothering to see if his partner had already done so.
He pulled back, seeing if he had made contact.
The man was laughing.
Faith could have sworn he was looking their way. Sully looked at Ty.
Ty, stared blankly, at the man. They all wondered, what was he laughing at?
Bosco groaned, "That son of a bitch shot me!" he yelled, as everyone's concentration broke.
Faith's face fell, "Boz?" she dropped her gun, as Sully watched their other back up, run for the man.
He brought his eyes to Bosco.
Ty shoved past him, making his way to Bosco.
"Bosco, man, where are you shot?" Bosco was puffing, "The son of a bitch shot me!"
Faith put her hands on his face, "Bosco, where were you shot."
Bosco let his head hit the sidewalk, "He shot me."
Faith paced the waiting room. Doc and Kim had both said, Bosco looked ok.
Somehow, she didn't believe them.
"Faith, come on. You're making everyone nervous. Just take a damn seat." Sully told her, and waited for her to sit. She did.
She looked at her hands. Bosco's blood, was still on them.
Ty was leaning against a wall, his eyes closed. He wasn't Bosco's best friend, but, yet again, they were friends.
Sully looked at them both, "This is Bosco-" he was cut off, the doctor had come into the room.
"How is he?" Faith shot up, as though her seat had been lit on fire.
The doctor gave her a solemn look, "Time will tell." He said, quietly, as Faith gave him a look of horror.
The doctor walked away, taking his hand off Faith's shoulder.
Sully was standing up now, his expression, serious, almost, worried.
"This is Bosco." He repeated, though, he didn't finish his thoughts.
He wasn't so sure if, he believed them now.
Ty ran a hand over his head, "How did it happen?" He asked them.
They turned to look at him. Faith was holding a new cup of coffee, Sully, had his hands in his pockets.
"How, did this happen?" Sully walked over to him.
"It just did."
Faith puffed, "That's your answer? First, we solve problem's, then, things just happen?"
She walked out of the waiting room.
Sully looked down, "We had him." Ty argued, as Sully walked with him, towards the room they said Bosco was in. "We had him."
Sully nodded, "Yeah, I know."
The room was bright from sunlight, as Faith pulled the curtains, blocking the day out.
The machine's hissed, as they made Bosco breathe, in and out.
She grabbed a chair, and sat by his bedside, holding his hand. "How did this happen?"
Sully shut the door quietly, after he and Ty entered the room.
Ty couldn't believe it. Superman, had fallen. Bad analogy, but, this, was a bad time.
Sully stood at the foot of the bed, overlooking Bosco.
"Damn. He almost looks harmless." He said, scratching the back of his head.
Nothing else was said. What else could be said?
Chapter 1- Time goes by
You know that saying, time goes by, in the blink of an eye?
Well, I don't believe in much, but, that saying, is dead on. Especially, if you're me.
Faith and I were talking, nine years ago, we didn't know anything about one another, and, to be truthful, we didn't care.
Now, years later, we're partners, up in each other's faces, no secrets. So, we thought.
I'm not one to get deep, not one to care. But, that day, something triggered. And it wasn't just, the gun.
"Come on! Move!" Bosco screamed out the window, fifth time that morning, as Faith shook her head, and held onto her coffee.
"Boz, everyone wants to get somewhere." Bosco looked sideways at her.
"I'm supposed to care?" Faith jerked her head towards him.
"You're a cop. That's your job." Bosco shook his head.
"I didn't sign up to hold people's hands." He shook his head, and, leaned out the window again, "Come on!"
Ten minute's later, people were cursing Bosco and Faith out, as Bosco ran down the sidewalk.
Some guy had slammed their windshield with a pipe.
Faith sighed, "Come on, Bosco!" She really hated when her partner was like this.
"Just let him go! We have-" She saw Bosco come back around the corner, suspect, in cuffs.
She groaned, "That's great, Bosco. Now we have to take him back to the house."
Bosco shrugged, "We can just dump him. Nobody'll miss him." He said, slamming the back door shut.
Faith sighed, and watched Bosco get back into the driver's side.
She emptied her coffee onto the sidewalk, and threw the cup into the bin, getting back into the car.
"Yo, another loser for you guys to play with." Bosco locked the guy up, as Christopher walked to them.
"What's this?" Bosco gave him a smart-ass look, "You're playmate." He walked away, as Faith apologized for him.
Faith looked at Bosco, once they were driving down the road again.
"Do you like pissing me off?" Bosco looked at her, after adjusting his radio.
"I'm asking you, Bosco. Do you like pissing me off?"
Bosco grinned, "Whatever gets you going." Faith threw him a disgusted look, as a call came over the radio.
"Fifty Five David, respond to a ten thirteen." Bosco switched the lights on, and sped towards the scene.
When they got there, all they saw, were Sully and Ty.
"About time." Sully mumbled, as Bosco kneeled down next to them.
"Yeah, what's going on?" Faith kneeled next to Bosco, and looked ahead. Everything appeared to be normal.
"We got a ten thirteen." She finished Bosco's thoughts, and Sully nodded.
"Some idiot decided to pull a fast one on Fifty five John." He told them, as more shots flew past them.
"Damn!" Bosco hissed, as a bullet barely missed him.
"I think he was aiming for me." Sully looked at him, and puffed, "Damn. He missed."
Ty coughed, as Bosco shot him an angry look, "What the hell's that supposed to mean?"
Bosco shook his head, and leaned against the car.
"Make my day," he hissed, as he snapped his gun back.
All four were kneeled behind the car. They saw a gunmen, make his way out the doors.
"On three." Sully whispered, and shifted.
They all took a deep breath, and prepared to fire.
"One." Bosco closed his eye, making the man his target.
"Two." Faith thought of her kids, of how she had been through this before, and, how she would tell them she had done this again.
"Three." Ty pulled the trigger, not bothering to see if his partner had already done so.
He pulled back, seeing if he had made contact.
The man was laughing.
Faith could have sworn he was looking their way. Sully looked at Ty.
Ty, stared blankly, at the man. They all wondered, what was he laughing at?
Bosco groaned, "That son of a bitch shot me!" he yelled, as everyone's concentration broke.
Faith's face fell, "Boz?" she dropped her gun, as Sully watched their other back up, run for the man.
He brought his eyes to Bosco.
Ty shoved past him, making his way to Bosco.
"Bosco, man, where are you shot?" Bosco was puffing, "The son of a bitch shot me!"
Faith put her hands on his face, "Bosco, where were you shot."
Bosco let his head hit the sidewalk, "He shot me."
Faith paced the waiting room. Doc and Kim had both said, Bosco looked ok.
Somehow, she didn't believe them.
"Faith, come on. You're making everyone nervous. Just take a damn seat." Sully told her, and waited for her to sit. She did.
She looked at her hands. Bosco's blood, was still on them.
Ty was leaning against a wall, his eyes closed. He wasn't Bosco's best friend, but, yet again, they were friends.
Sully looked at them both, "This is Bosco-" he was cut off, the doctor had come into the room.
"How is he?" Faith shot up, as though her seat had been lit on fire.
The doctor gave her a solemn look, "Time will tell." He said, quietly, as Faith gave him a look of horror.
The doctor walked away, taking his hand off Faith's shoulder.
Sully was standing up now, his expression, serious, almost, worried.
"This is Bosco." He repeated, though, he didn't finish his thoughts.
He wasn't so sure if, he believed them now.
Ty ran a hand over his head, "How did it happen?" He asked them.
They turned to look at him. Faith was holding a new cup of coffee, Sully, had his hands in his pockets.
"How, did this happen?" Sully walked over to him.
"It just did."
Faith puffed, "That's your answer? First, we solve problem's, then, things just happen?"
She walked out of the waiting room.
Sully looked down, "We had him." Ty argued, as Sully walked with him, towards the room they said Bosco was in. "We had him."
Sully nodded, "Yeah, I know."
The room was bright from sunlight, as Faith pulled the curtains, blocking the day out.
The machine's hissed, as they made Bosco breathe, in and out.
She grabbed a chair, and sat by his bedside, holding his hand. "How did this happen?"
Sully shut the door quietly, after he and Ty entered the room.
Ty couldn't believe it. Superman, had fallen. Bad analogy, but, this, was a bad time.
Sully stood at the foot of the bed, overlooking Bosco.
"Damn. He almost looks harmless." He said, scratching the back of his head.
Nothing else was said. What else could be said?
