Summery: Four friends take bank robbery as getting 'quick money' but it soon goes spiraling out of control, when Bosco and the rest of the 55 Precinct gets involved.
Rating: R (For harsh language and violence, hell probably not even suitable for me :))
Disclaimer: NBC and John Wells owns most of the characters I use in this story. Four of them Josh, Mike, Dustin and Chris are mine but guess what, sadly I'm not making money off of them so drat I'm screwed in the end. So if you sue me I'll give you the computer I used to write this story, and yes it bites people in the ass so in the end I would be winning (sticks tongue out)
Author's Note: I been working on this story what seems like forever, maybe cause I really thought about it since last year during 2nd Season and finally got off my lazy ass and decided to write it. So therefore it's been forever ;) so therefore I hope you really enjoyed it. Hope you get much enjoyment as I did writing it.
Thank You: I thank Jewel for helping me and reading this thing over and probably getting sick of and tired of it just like I did. Thank Sean (My Spaceboy) cause he is always giving me support and such nice comments on my writing. To Kich, for never giving up on me and always writing and giving me encouragement. To Jen for always being a great friend to me ;). Can't forget you Dem, thanks a ton! Thumper to ;) you are such a sweetie and give me a good laugh so thank you, you all helped me when I was down and not wanting to write this story so THANK YOU AND THIS GOES OUT TO YOU....and to the reviewers, thank you cause you truly make me keep wanting to write for you. Thanks again guys....~Codes~
P.S. Thank you Mother, cause she always corrects my stories, I LOVE YOU MOM.
Now Without Further To Do, Here Is The Story....
Twisting Roads
Prologue
A car pulls up and stops in front of the gates. A lone figure sits in the automobile, not moving to get out or to put it into gear and tear away from the dreadful place.
The car door opens, the wave of heat comes rolling out of the vehicle, trying to warm up the bitter cold. The chill of winter that felt as though it would never go away, and at no time, had an end.
A boot comes with the other one following, the person put it's full weight onto the white fluffy blanket of snow and sinks into it. They look around and then shut the door and abruptly stops the cold air from getting in the warm and comfortable car.
The only sound is that of the lone figure walking down a path, making crunching sounds as they made their way to a certain spot in the vast stretched out land.
The person shivered as a simple breeze made the trees sway and sending some snow up into the air making the individual hug their body in a desperate attempt to keep warm. Looking behind to see if anybody was watching, then proceed to vector off the narrow footpath and onto the side, taking each step cautiously.
Each step was a pain stricken memory. Every step memories would simply flash in the mind, and then disappear quickly before grasping could be done to dwell on the thought or to remember it.
A crow let out a beckoning caw, willing everybody to listen to its story it had to tell. The bird perched onto a branch and almost just stared at the human who stood below, looking at the being as though it knew them in another life. It let out another cry and took off, flapping it's wings hard and fast to take flight into the cloudy and murky sky.
Faith Yokas's eyes followed the bird's trajectory until it could no longer be seen. She looked back down at her feet and then at what was now blocking her path. Faith reached into her coat and pulled out a simple red rose and bent down. She kissed the soft crimson pedals and then placed it in front of the grave. A tear had already escaped one of her eyes and traveled fast down her check, leaving nothing but a wet trail-line. Faith came back up from her bent position and just stood looking at the carved name.
She swallowed hard. "Feel kinda awkward just standing in front of a big dumb stone" she let out a laugh "not sure what I should say with you 6 feet under me. What can I say? Isn't going to change nothin, you'll still be dead and I'll still be here." Faith shook her head and with a hand she wiped another tear that had trickled down her chilled face.
"You shouldn't have died that day, you know. I feel as though you where cheated and there was nothing I could do for yeah. I'm so sorry," she felt her legs buckle and with that, she sat on her legs just staring at the tombstone "I'm just so sorry."
Chapter 1
(Present)
"55-DAVID where the hell is my backup?" Faith closed her eyes when she heard Sully's angry reply. Here she should be giving backup to a cop in need, but yet instead she had to follow her idiotic partner across the precinct. Faith Yokas moved a hand to give the news to the steaming hot mad Sully. "Where else would it be, but away from you." She waited for the response but she got nothing. She decided to keep going down the street looking for her partner, Maurice Boscorelli
It didn't take her long to catch up to him, for he had stopped running. He was standing in the middle of the street, bent over with hands resting on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Bosco stared angrily at the retreating back that was getting further and further down the road, and away from him.
"Boz what the hell are you doing? Sully and Davis need backup and here we are galloping around when we should be covering them." Bosco stood up let out a heavy breath and turned around to look at his partner who was waiting for some kind of an answer. He gave a thought in why he had decided to chase the loser so far away from Sully and Davis last known position, but then he just gave a half smile and went past her.
Faith turned around and saw that her partner had taken off again in a run. Her shoulders sagged at the thought of running again, but she figured it was part of the job. She took in a deep breath and shot off after her partner again.
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Sully grumpily maneuvered one of the criminals into the back of his squad car. He slammed the door when he saw Bosco come up jogging, with no one in handcuffs.
"So where is he? Don't tell me, somebody out ran Boscorelli. Oh and another thing, when I said I need backup, I NEED BACK UP."
Bosco didn't say anything, not even one single comment, just let Sully blow off steam by yelling. "So tell me this Bosco, when one of your fellow officers calls for backup and they get shot and killed cause you weren't there, how do you think that will look on your record? Now explain to me why the hell you where chasing somebody that wasn't even that important instead of giving Davis and me backup?"
Yak, Yak, Yak, does this man every shut up? If only he knew while he bitches me out that I actual admire him. Yes, John Sullivan, I admire you but when you open your big mouth, like right now, and try and preach to me about something I couldn't care less about, as of right now I don't care if you go and jump off a building.
I'm sure of it that Sully believes I just want to piss him off on purpose, which in a lot of ways, I do like to, he gets this funny look on his face before he begins yelling. But that doesn't mean I don't respect him, cause I do in a lot of ways. He a damn good cop and maybe I should tell him cause he understands people and their community.
Maybe I will tell him....wait...naaaa he is pointing that chubby little finger at me and poking me, no I don't think on my life I will ever admit I respect the senior officer.
"BOSCO!" Bosco blinked his thoughts out of his mind and concentrated on the voice that was talking to him, loud and clearly he could hear Sully's voice ranting and a raving. "Yeah, yeah, I getcha." replied Bosco with a wave of his hand.
Bosco walked away shaking his head as Sully watched. Davis walked up and shrugged. "I don't even think he listened to one single word I said." said Sully with a sigh. Davis grinned "oh no don't say that. I think he heard you loud and clear, just depends if he had chosen whether or not to really listen."
Sully looked at his partner. "Just get in the car Davis." Ty Davis put his hands up in defense. "Just because you're hot right now you don't need to be mad at me, I didn't do it." He let out a laugh as he spoke this.
Sully just gave him a look. Davis just couldn't help but laugh at his partner's fury at the stubborn Bosco.
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"What took you so long?" asked Bosco. Faith had stopped running and was now walking, she knew there was no longer a rush so might as well not waste breath by running. She finally spotted Bosco by the car with his both of his hands on the back supporting him up.
"What took me so long, well what took me so long was I decided to stop and pick flowers." She had spoken this with as much of a sarcastic tone as she possibly could. Faith then noticed the other squad car that Ty and Sully were riding in was no longer at the scene. "Where is Davis and Sullivan?"
Bosco looked away and watched as a car past them and then he pressed off the car looked at Faith and gave her the usual look. "Sully was pissed off about something so he left, come on we have two of the suspects." Bosco went around to the drivers side and got in, awaiting for Faith.
Faith opened the door and slid into the squad car, shutting the door. The car took off with everybody being quiet.
As Bosco came to a stop at one of the lights he glanced over at Faith, his partner. He began to wonder if maybe he should have listened to Faith, gave Sully backup. He glanced back to the light to notice it was green, he pressed the gas pedal and they sped off again.
Bosco knew if he was Sullivan he would have wanted the same thing, backup. He didn't want to admit it, but maybe he should apologize and say that he knew it was wrong of him. Only that was not his style and he didn't know if he really wanted to confront Sully, 'oh well' he thought maybe he would make up his mind before he reached the Precinct.
Faith looked over at Bosco who was being utterly quiet, and for Bosco that was scary. As they came to another stoplight she cleared her throat. "Boz....,Bosco." Boscorelli looked over at his partner. "What?" Faith's mind rushed, scrambling to try and figure out what to talk about but nothing came up so she decided to enjoy the quiet while she still had it. "Naaaa, never mind."
Bosco looked away from his partner and continued to just stare out the window as he watched the traffic past slowly almost to the point too slow. He smirked when he would see the cars slow way down even slower the speed limit when a cop car was driving by. Some others would hit their brakes hard enough to cause the front end of the car to jerk downwards and they would look around hoping they weren't noticed.
Both cops had almost completely forgotten about the two suspects in the car until one of them coughed. Boscorelli finally pulled into the Precinct, putting it into park. He finally looked over at Faith, and with one gulp of air he asked. "Do you think I should say something to Sully?"
Faith looked over almost shocked and then let out a tiny laugh. "Yeah I think you should say something, but you saying sorry Maurice Boscorelli, is saying you don't love sex." She let out another laugh and got out of the car without saying anything. Bosco jumped out of the car before she walked in shouting to her with a question. "Wuz the hell is that supposed to mean?"
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(In A Black MiniVan)
"Are you ready?" asked a guy who parked the vehicle in front of the large bank. "Yes Mike I'm ready, I don't think there is any classes you can take to prepare you to rob a bank." Mike scratched the back of his earlobe and then nodded. "Well then let's hit it Josh."
Josh and Mike walked in with black ski masks holding the shotguns in front of them. Mike took the gun and then shot up into the air causing everybody who wasn't looking, to spin around and then immediately to drop to the floor. Josh followed the plan Mike had given him, to watch the doors for anybody who was going to try and come in, especially any cops.
"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen....as you can see I have a big gun and it can shoot bullets that could possibly kill you. Now I just want the money then me and my colleague would be gone and you can get on with your pathetic lives, so...." He pointed the weapon at one of the bank tellers "if you would be so kind by opening that and filling the bag so I can be on my merry way."
The man held his hands spread out in defense and then without hesitating opened the cash register and filled the bag quickly. "Oh yeah if anybody pressed that little button underneath the desk, and I find out who did it, I may just have to send you to your next miserable life."
Nobody said anything, just held their faces to the cold floor and prayed they would make it out alive as the two bank robbers made their way about the bank.
"Now its time we depart, so sadden I am, hope you all burn in hell where you deserve to."
Both men exited the building and tore away from the place in the van.
(In the Mini Van)
"Oh my fucking GOD, we did it Mike, oh shit." Josh sat in the passenger seat just staring at the money that filled the small bag. Mike gave a huge grin. "Yeah we sure did man, hah....can't wait to get home and count all this loot."
As Josh held the money in his hands and just stared as though if he closed his eyes it would disappear into thin air. He looked over at Mike. "I gotta hand it to you Mikey, I didn't think we would get away with it."
Mike looked over and gave a boyish grin. "What did I tell you kid, nothing to worry about." He looked away from Josh and watched traffic. Josh didn't say nothing more as he just once again looked at the money that was in 100's and 50's dollar bills. "Yeah nothing to worry about."
(Outside the Precinct)
Faith nudged her partner. They both had been standing there waiting for Sullivan to come walking out to go home. Faith Yokas had finally convinced Boscorelli to say sorry to the Senior Officer for not backing him earlier today, but Bosco was having second thoughts.
"No I'm not doing it, besides he knows..." Bosco made a move past Faith to go towards his car but stopped when Faith grabbed ahold of his arm. She then clenched her fingers into his arm sleeve. It being a nice warm summer night she was able to keep her hold onto his sleeve, and that he made no real attempt to get out of her grasp.
"Hey Sully you have a second or two?" Faith had spotted Sully coming out of the building and was already making his way towards his own car.
Sully hesitating, not really wanting to come around Bosco after early today....but he did it cause Faith asked him to. "Sure." Sully walked back over to the two off duty cops and stopped in front of them.
Bosco was looking away from Sully, he was looking at his car and just thinking how much he wanted to be in it just now. He yelped out in pain when he felt nails digging into his skin. He looked at Faith who was giving him a 'say something or I kick your ass" look. He sighed and Faith looked away from Bosco and back at Sully.
"Bosco has something to say...." She dug into Bosco's arm again and he pulled away and rubbed at it sorely.
"Yeah I just wanted to,...." He coughed nervously looked at Sully "I wanted to say....." Bosco looked away again and before he could continue Sully finished Bosco's sentence for him. "You're sorry that you didn't give me back up, is that what you were going to tell me?"
Bosco looked at him sharply and nodded his head and then let out a laugh. "Yeah that's what I meant to say, yeah,...." He looked at Faith "Can I go now Mom?" Faith rolled at the sarcasm just icing the tone in Bosco's voice. Bosco didn't wait for an answer from either Faith or Sully. He jumped in his Ford Classic Mustang GT and tore away from the Precinct.
Faith turned back around biting her lip. "I'm sorry Sully, I think he means it, really I do just...." Sully finished the sentence before her "has a hard time showing it....what can you do, just stand back and hope they learn someday."
Sully often wondered what turned that mind of Boscorelli's. He would look at Bosco and couldn't understand why some of the things would just spur out of his mouth. Sully didn't know a lot of things about what he called his fellow officer, mostly you don't learn much of the others lives, you only know mostly about your partners. But sometimes he just couldn't help wonder what really made a person who they really are.
"I'll see you tomorrow Sully." Said Faith as she nodded her head and walked away. That brought Sully out of his thoughts. "Yeah, tomorrow." He called out softly, not really speaking so Faith could hear. As he turned around to make it back to his car he couldn't help but think about one thing about Bosco and that was, if one day Bosco's attitude would be his own destruction.
(Some Where In The Suburbs Of New York City)
"Hey Josh, I need you to see something, come here." Josh walked into the room. He had been in the room when Mike had called him out into the living room of their small house.
"Yeah, what." Mike waved him over to where he stood and Josh came over. Mike turned around.
"You remember that movie, Lethal Weapon with Mel Gibson and Danny Glover? You know where those bullets could go straight through metal, including a cops vest?"
Josh looked at him confused trying to dwell on the thought of the movie and idea. He had no idea what he was talking about and he didn't want to seem like an idiot so he went along with it and just shrugged and answered Mike's question. "Yeah, I remember. Why you asken?"
Josh watched as Mike dug around in his pocket until he presented a single bullet in front of face. "Oh wow Mike it's so...the same thing we have in the back. What is so special about this one damn single bullet?"
Mike looked down at the piece of ammunition he held and then just nodded his head in agreement. "Your right Josh what the hell is so special about this stupid thing?" He let it drop to the dirty floor in which it rolled to a stop at Josh's feet.
Josh turned around to just walk away and concentrate on more important things when a hand grabbed forcefully onto his hair and shoved something cold and metallic into his check. It didn't take him long to realize it was Mike who was holding a gun on him.
"Mike what the hell are you doing, come on man what is your problem? Your not going to kill me, are you buddy....Mike...." the hand of Mike's grew tighter in Josh's hair causing him to let out a whimper of pain.
"Just shut the fuck up Josh....do you have any idea what kinda of bullet this is? Man you didn't even listen to me did you, god why the hell did I even let you come along with me?"
Mike then pushed Josh away from him causing Josh to stumble over his own feet and to fall to the ground with a grunt. Mike turned around to go to the phone. Josh looked from the ground with a questioned look. "What are you doing Mike?" Mike didn't answer just simply dialed the numbers and let Josh figure it out. "Your bringing other people into this, aren't you?"
Josh had finally gotten up onto his feet and was watching every single movement from Mike, He wasn't so sure if Mike would turn around and shoot the living shit out of him. Mike slammed the phone back on the hook and then looked over at Josh. "Yes I'm bringing others into this cause if you weren't such a pussy then I wouldn't have to."
Mike picked up the phone again, his other hand held the gun. He didn't necessarily have it pointed at Josh, but Josh wasn't making any sudden movements and risking getting shot by the angered Mike.
"Hey Tanya wuz up sugar, how's your fine ass doing tonight?" A female's voice snickered on the other end. "Mike cut the shit out, you need Chris right?" "Yeah I do, where is he?" Another phone clicked on and a groggy voice could be heard. "That's him I'm outta of here." Tanya then hung up the phone.
"Why the hell are you calling so late?" "Shut up Chris it's...." Mike looked at his watch "11:30p.m. now get your lazy ass out of the fucking bed and get on over here."
Chris could be heard getting out of the bed, his breathing changing as he moved about his room, with the portable phone. "All right I'll be there in a few." Chris didn't wait for an answer from Mike, just simply hung up the phone.
Mike turned around and saw Josh was standing in the same spot and hadn't moved, his eyes fixed on the gun that Mike was holding. Mike let out a simple tiny laugh and just came up to Josh, holding the gun. He could see the fear registering on Josh's face and before Josh could think or do anything, Mike just side stepped him and walked out of the room leaving Josh still holding his breath.
Josh closed his eyes and just let out his breath and shaking his head.
(Chris's Apartment)
"Sis I thought you liked Mike." Chris was standing by the door ready to go out when his sister Tanya had made the comment of not liking Mike. "Look, he needs me to go over there, I'll be back okay."
Chris walked up and kisses his 16-year-old sister on the head and hugged her. "Love yah, stay out of trouble." He rustled her hair and then walked out.
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Chris walked into the house like he normally did. Josh was no where in sight and Mike wasn't either. He called out a couple of times and then Josh came walking out. Josh looked as though he had just given up his lunch to the toilet.
"Hey man....where your bro?" Chris lightly punched the 17-year-old on the shoulder. Josh didn't say anything cause by then Mike walked in.
"Hey got a job for you, if you take it you will be rather wealthy." Chris took off his jacket and placed it on the nearby furniture and place his hands on his hips. "What do you have in mind Mike?"
"HEY, hey, hey." Dustin walked into the house and yelling as loudly as he could. Chris turned around and smiled and walked up and hugged Dustin. "Hey what you doing here."
"Awwww Mike called me....so what are you calling me for Mike?" Chris turned back around after Dustin said this and looked at Mike who was grinning like a little child.
"Hey bro go get the money." Josh did what his brother ordered and came out and threw the money on the couch, it's wealth spilling out.
"What the fuck have you two been up to?" Said Dustin with surprise of seeing all the money. Mike pulled out his gun and then placed it out on the counter. "Been getting rich, you want to join?"
Chris and Dustin could only stare at the money.
TBC....
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Tag Note: Hope you guys enjoying this, I was scared to post this story up. Damn, I hope you peeps like it, tell me what you think ;).
Rating: R (For harsh language and violence, hell probably not even suitable for me :))
Disclaimer: NBC and John Wells owns most of the characters I use in this story. Four of them Josh, Mike, Dustin and Chris are mine but guess what, sadly I'm not making money off of them so drat I'm screwed in the end. So if you sue me I'll give you the computer I used to write this story, and yes it bites people in the ass so in the end I would be winning (sticks tongue out)
Author's Note: I been working on this story what seems like forever, maybe cause I really thought about it since last year during 2nd Season and finally got off my lazy ass and decided to write it. So therefore it's been forever ;) so therefore I hope you really enjoyed it. Hope you get much enjoyment as I did writing it.
Thank You: I thank Jewel for helping me and reading this thing over and probably getting sick of and tired of it just like I did. Thank Sean (My Spaceboy) cause he is always giving me support and such nice comments on my writing. To Kich, for never giving up on me and always writing and giving me encouragement. To Jen for always being a great friend to me ;). Can't forget you Dem, thanks a ton! Thumper to ;) you are such a sweetie and give me a good laugh so thank you, you all helped me when I was down and not wanting to write this story so THANK YOU AND THIS GOES OUT TO YOU....and to the reviewers, thank you cause you truly make me keep wanting to write for you. Thanks again guys....~Codes~
P.S. Thank you Mother, cause she always corrects my stories, I LOVE YOU MOM.
Now Without Further To Do, Here Is The Story....
Twisting Roads
Prologue
A car pulls up and stops in front of the gates. A lone figure sits in the automobile, not moving to get out or to put it into gear and tear away from the dreadful place.
The car door opens, the wave of heat comes rolling out of the vehicle, trying to warm up the bitter cold. The chill of winter that felt as though it would never go away, and at no time, had an end.
A boot comes with the other one following, the person put it's full weight onto the white fluffy blanket of snow and sinks into it. They look around and then shut the door and abruptly stops the cold air from getting in the warm and comfortable car.
The only sound is that of the lone figure walking down a path, making crunching sounds as they made their way to a certain spot in the vast stretched out land.
The person shivered as a simple breeze made the trees sway and sending some snow up into the air making the individual hug their body in a desperate attempt to keep warm. Looking behind to see if anybody was watching, then proceed to vector off the narrow footpath and onto the side, taking each step cautiously.
Each step was a pain stricken memory. Every step memories would simply flash in the mind, and then disappear quickly before grasping could be done to dwell on the thought or to remember it.
A crow let out a beckoning caw, willing everybody to listen to its story it had to tell. The bird perched onto a branch and almost just stared at the human who stood below, looking at the being as though it knew them in another life. It let out another cry and took off, flapping it's wings hard and fast to take flight into the cloudy and murky sky.
Faith Yokas's eyes followed the bird's trajectory until it could no longer be seen. She looked back down at her feet and then at what was now blocking her path. Faith reached into her coat and pulled out a simple red rose and bent down. She kissed the soft crimson pedals and then placed it in front of the grave. A tear had already escaped one of her eyes and traveled fast down her check, leaving nothing but a wet trail-line. Faith came back up from her bent position and just stood looking at the carved name.
She swallowed hard. "Feel kinda awkward just standing in front of a big dumb stone" she let out a laugh "not sure what I should say with you 6 feet under me. What can I say? Isn't going to change nothin, you'll still be dead and I'll still be here." Faith shook her head and with a hand she wiped another tear that had trickled down her chilled face.
"You shouldn't have died that day, you know. I feel as though you where cheated and there was nothing I could do for yeah. I'm so sorry," she felt her legs buckle and with that, she sat on her legs just staring at the tombstone "I'm just so sorry."
Chapter 1
(Present)
"55-DAVID where the hell is my backup?" Faith closed her eyes when she heard Sully's angry reply. Here she should be giving backup to a cop in need, but yet instead she had to follow her idiotic partner across the precinct. Faith Yokas moved a hand to give the news to the steaming hot mad Sully. "Where else would it be, but away from you." She waited for the response but she got nothing. She decided to keep going down the street looking for her partner, Maurice Boscorelli
It didn't take her long to catch up to him, for he had stopped running. He was standing in the middle of the street, bent over with hands resting on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Bosco stared angrily at the retreating back that was getting further and further down the road, and away from him.
"Boz what the hell are you doing? Sully and Davis need backup and here we are galloping around when we should be covering them." Bosco stood up let out a heavy breath and turned around to look at his partner who was waiting for some kind of an answer. He gave a thought in why he had decided to chase the loser so far away from Sully and Davis last known position, but then he just gave a half smile and went past her.
Faith turned around and saw that her partner had taken off again in a run. Her shoulders sagged at the thought of running again, but she figured it was part of the job. She took in a deep breath and shot off after her partner again.
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Sully grumpily maneuvered one of the criminals into the back of his squad car. He slammed the door when he saw Bosco come up jogging, with no one in handcuffs.
"So where is he? Don't tell me, somebody out ran Boscorelli. Oh and another thing, when I said I need backup, I NEED BACK UP."
Bosco didn't say anything, not even one single comment, just let Sully blow off steam by yelling. "So tell me this Bosco, when one of your fellow officers calls for backup and they get shot and killed cause you weren't there, how do you think that will look on your record? Now explain to me why the hell you where chasing somebody that wasn't even that important instead of giving Davis and me backup?"
Yak, Yak, Yak, does this man every shut up? If only he knew while he bitches me out that I actual admire him. Yes, John Sullivan, I admire you but when you open your big mouth, like right now, and try and preach to me about something I couldn't care less about, as of right now I don't care if you go and jump off a building.
I'm sure of it that Sully believes I just want to piss him off on purpose, which in a lot of ways, I do like to, he gets this funny look on his face before he begins yelling. But that doesn't mean I don't respect him, cause I do in a lot of ways. He a damn good cop and maybe I should tell him cause he understands people and their community.
Maybe I will tell him....wait...naaaa he is pointing that chubby little finger at me and poking me, no I don't think on my life I will ever admit I respect the senior officer.
"BOSCO!" Bosco blinked his thoughts out of his mind and concentrated on the voice that was talking to him, loud and clearly he could hear Sully's voice ranting and a raving. "Yeah, yeah, I getcha." replied Bosco with a wave of his hand.
Bosco walked away shaking his head as Sully watched. Davis walked up and shrugged. "I don't even think he listened to one single word I said." said Sully with a sigh. Davis grinned "oh no don't say that. I think he heard you loud and clear, just depends if he had chosen whether or not to really listen."
Sully looked at his partner. "Just get in the car Davis." Ty Davis put his hands up in defense. "Just because you're hot right now you don't need to be mad at me, I didn't do it." He let out a laugh as he spoke this.
Sully just gave him a look. Davis just couldn't help but laugh at his partner's fury at the stubborn Bosco.
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"What took you so long?" asked Bosco. Faith had stopped running and was now walking, she knew there was no longer a rush so might as well not waste breath by running. She finally spotted Bosco by the car with his both of his hands on the back supporting him up.
"What took me so long, well what took me so long was I decided to stop and pick flowers." She had spoken this with as much of a sarcastic tone as she possibly could. Faith then noticed the other squad car that Ty and Sully were riding in was no longer at the scene. "Where is Davis and Sullivan?"
Bosco looked away and watched as a car past them and then he pressed off the car looked at Faith and gave her the usual look. "Sully was pissed off about something so he left, come on we have two of the suspects." Bosco went around to the drivers side and got in, awaiting for Faith.
Faith opened the door and slid into the squad car, shutting the door. The car took off with everybody being quiet.
As Bosco came to a stop at one of the lights he glanced over at Faith, his partner. He began to wonder if maybe he should have listened to Faith, gave Sully backup. He glanced back to the light to notice it was green, he pressed the gas pedal and they sped off again.
Bosco knew if he was Sullivan he would have wanted the same thing, backup. He didn't want to admit it, but maybe he should apologize and say that he knew it was wrong of him. Only that was not his style and he didn't know if he really wanted to confront Sully, 'oh well' he thought maybe he would make up his mind before he reached the Precinct.
Faith looked over at Bosco who was being utterly quiet, and for Bosco that was scary. As they came to another stoplight she cleared her throat. "Boz....,Bosco." Boscorelli looked over at his partner. "What?" Faith's mind rushed, scrambling to try and figure out what to talk about but nothing came up so she decided to enjoy the quiet while she still had it. "Naaaa, never mind."
Bosco looked away from his partner and continued to just stare out the window as he watched the traffic past slowly almost to the point too slow. He smirked when he would see the cars slow way down even slower the speed limit when a cop car was driving by. Some others would hit their brakes hard enough to cause the front end of the car to jerk downwards and they would look around hoping they weren't noticed.
Both cops had almost completely forgotten about the two suspects in the car until one of them coughed. Boscorelli finally pulled into the Precinct, putting it into park. He finally looked over at Faith, and with one gulp of air he asked. "Do you think I should say something to Sully?"
Faith looked over almost shocked and then let out a tiny laugh. "Yeah I think you should say something, but you saying sorry Maurice Boscorelli, is saying you don't love sex." She let out another laugh and got out of the car without saying anything. Bosco jumped out of the car before she walked in shouting to her with a question. "Wuz the hell is that supposed to mean?"
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(In A Black MiniVan)
"Are you ready?" asked a guy who parked the vehicle in front of the large bank. "Yes Mike I'm ready, I don't think there is any classes you can take to prepare you to rob a bank." Mike scratched the back of his earlobe and then nodded. "Well then let's hit it Josh."
Josh and Mike walked in with black ski masks holding the shotguns in front of them. Mike took the gun and then shot up into the air causing everybody who wasn't looking, to spin around and then immediately to drop to the floor. Josh followed the plan Mike had given him, to watch the doors for anybody who was going to try and come in, especially any cops.
"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen....as you can see I have a big gun and it can shoot bullets that could possibly kill you. Now I just want the money then me and my colleague would be gone and you can get on with your pathetic lives, so...." He pointed the weapon at one of the bank tellers "if you would be so kind by opening that and filling the bag so I can be on my merry way."
The man held his hands spread out in defense and then without hesitating opened the cash register and filled the bag quickly. "Oh yeah if anybody pressed that little button underneath the desk, and I find out who did it, I may just have to send you to your next miserable life."
Nobody said anything, just held their faces to the cold floor and prayed they would make it out alive as the two bank robbers made their way about the bank.
"Now its time we depart, so sadden I am, hope you all burn in hell where you deserve to."
Both men exited the building and tore away from the place in the van.
(In the Mini Van)
"Oh my fucking GOD, we did it Mike, oh shit." Josh sat in the passenger seat just staring at the money that filled the small bag. Mike gave a huge grin. "Yeah we sure did man, hah....can't wait to get home and count all this loot."
As Josh held the money in his hands and just stared as though if he closed his eyes it would disappear into thin air. He looked over at Mike. "I gotta hand it to you Mikey, I didn't think we would get away with it."
Mike looked over and gave a boyish grin. "What did I tell you kid, nothing to worry about." He looked away from Josh and watched traffic. Josh didn't say nothing more as he just once again looked at the money that was in 100's and 50's dollar bills. "Yeah nothing to worry about."
(Outside the Precinct)
Faith nudged her partner. They both had been standing there waiting for Sullivan to come walking out to go home. Faith Yokas had finally convinced Boscorelli to say sorry to the Senior Officer for not backing him earlier today, but Bosco was having second thoughts.
"No I'm not doing it, besides he knows..." Bosco made a move past Faith to go towards his car but stopped when Faith grabbed ahold of his arm. She then clenched her fingers into his arm sleeve. It being a nice warm summer night she was able to keep her hold onto his sleeve, and that he made no real attempt to get out of her grasp.
"Hey Sully you have a second or two?" Faith had spotted Sully coming out of the building and was already making his way towards his own car.
Sully hesitating, not really wanting to come around Bosco after early today....but he did it cause Faith asked him to. "Sure." Sully walked back over to the two off duty cops and stopped in front of them.
Bosco was looking away from Sully, he was looking at his car and just thinking how much he wanted to be in it just now. He yelped out in pain when he felt nails digging into his skin. He looked at Faith who was giving him a 'say something or I kick your ass" look. He sighed and Faith looked away from Bosco and back at Sully.
"Bosco has something to say...." She dug into Bosco's arm again and he pulled away and rubbed at it sorely.
"Yeah I just wanted to,...." He coughed nervously looked at Sully "I wanted to say....." Bosco looked away again and before he could continue Sully finished Bosco's sentence for him. "You're sorry that you didn't give me back up, is that what you were going to tell me?"
Bosco looked at him sharply and nodded his head and then let out a laugh. "Yeah that's what I meant to say, yeah,...." He looked at Faith "Can I go now Mom?" Faith rolled at the sarcasm just icing the tone in Bosco's voice. Bosco didn't wait for an answer from either Faith or Sully. He jumped in his Ford Classic Mustang GT and tore away from the Precinct.
Faith turned back around biting her lip. "I'm sorry Sully, I think he means it, really I do just...." Sully finished the sentence before her "has a hard time showing it....what can you do, just stand back and hope they learn someday."
Sully often wondered what turned that mind of Boscorelli's. He would look at Bosco and couldn't understand why some of the things would just spur out of his mouth. Sully didn't know a lot of things about what he called his fellow officer, mostly you don't learn much of the others lives, you only know mostly about your partners. But sometimes he just couldn't help wonder what really made a person who they really are.
"I'll see you tomorrow Sully." Said Faith as she nodded her head and walked away. That brought Sully out of his thoughts. "Yeah, tomorrow." He called out softly, not really speaking so Faith could hear. As he turned around to make it back to his car he couldn't help but think about one thing about Bosco and that was, if one day Bosco's attitude would be his own destruction.
(Some Where In The Suburbs Of New York City)
"Hey Josh, I need you to see something, come here." Josh walked into the room. He had been in the room when Mike had called him out into the living room of their small house.
"Yeah, what." Mike waved him over to where he stood and Josh came over. Mike turned around.
"You remember that movie, Lethal Weapon with Mel Gibson and Danny Glover? You know where those bullets could go straight through metal, including a cops vest?"
Josh looked at him confused trying to dwell on the thought of the movie and idea. He had no idea what he was talking about and he didn't want to seem like an idiot so he went along with it and just shrugged and answered Mike's question. "Yeah, I remember. Why you asken?"
Josh watched as Mike dug around in his pocket until he presented a single bullet in front of face. "Oh wow Mike it's so...the same thing we have in the back. What is so special about this one damn single bullet?"
Mike looked down at the piece of ammunition he held and then just nodded his head in agreement. "Your right Josh what the hell is so special about this stupid thing?" He let it drop to the dirty floor in which it rolled to a stop at Josh's feet.
Josh turned around to just walk away and concentrate on more important things when a hand grabbed forcefully onto his hair and shoved something cold and metallic into his check. It didn't take him long to realize it was Mike who was holding a gun on him.
"Mike what the hell are you doing, come on man what is your problem? Your not going to kill me, are you buddy....Mike...." the hand of Mike's grew tighter in Josh's hair causing him to let out a whimper of pain.
"Just shut the fuck up Josh....do you have any idea what kinda of bullet this is? Man you didn't even listen to me did you, god why the hell did I even let you come along with me?"
Mike then pushed Josh away from him causing Josh to stumble over his own feet and to fall to the ground with a grunt. Mike turned around to go to the phone. Josh looked from the ground with a questioned look. "What are you doing Mike?" Mike didn't answer just simply dialed the numbers and let Josh figure it out. "Your bringing other people into this, aren't you?"
Josh had finally gotten up onto his feet and was watching every single movement from Mike, He wasn't so sure if Mike would turn around and shoot the living shit out of him. Mike slammed the phone back on the hook and then looked over at Josh. "Yes I'm bringing others into this cause if you weren't such a pussy then I wouldn't have to."
Mike picked up the phone again, his other hand held the gun. He didn't necessarily have it pointed at Josh, but Josh wasn't making any sudden movements and risking getting shot by the angered Mike.
"Hey Tanya wuz up sugar, how's your fine ass doing tonight?" A female's voice snickered on the other end. "Mike cut the shit out, you need Chris right?" "Yeah I do, where is he?" Another phone clicked on and a groggy voice could be heard. "That's him I'm outta of here." Tanya then hung up the phone.
"Why the hell are you calling so late?" "Shut up Chris it's...." Mike looked at his watch "11:30p.m. now get your lazy ass out of the fucking bed and get on over here."
Chris could be heard getting out of the bed, his breathing changing as he moved about his room, with the portable phone. "All right I'll be there in a few." Chris didn't wait for an answer from Mike, just simply hung up the phone.
Mike turned around and saw Josh was standing in the same spot and hadn't moved, his eyes fixed on the gun that Mike was holding. Mike let out a simple tiny laugh and just came up to Josh, holding the gun. He could see the fear registering on Josh's face and before Josh could think or do anything, Mike just side stepped him and walked out of the room leaving Josh still holding his breath.
Josh closed his eyes and just let out his breath and shaking his head.
(Chris's Apartment)
"Sis I thought you liked Mike." Chris was standing by the door ready to go out when his sister Tanya had made the comment of not liking Mike. "Look, he needs me to go over there, I'll be back okay."
Chris walked up and kisses his 16-year-old sister on the head and hugged her. "Love yah, stay out of trouble." He rustled her hair and then walked out.
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Chris walked into the house like he normally did. Josh was no where in sight and Mike wasn't either. He called out a couple of times and then Josh came walking out. Josh looked as though he had just given up his lunch to the toilet.
"Hey man....where your bro?" Chris lightly punched the 17-year-old on the shoulder. Josh didn't say anything cause by then Mike walked in.
"Hey got a job for you, if you take it you will be rather wealthy." Chris took off his jacket and placed it on the nearby furniture and place his hands on his hips. "What do you have in mind Mike?"
"HEY, hey, hey." Dustin walked into the house and yelling as loudly as he could. Chris turned around and smiled and walked up and hugged Dustin. "Hey what you doing here."
"Awwww Mike called me....so what are you calling me for Mike?" Chris turned back around after Dustin said this and looked at Mike who was grinning like a little child.
"Hey bro go get the money." Josh did what his brother ordered and came out and threw the money on the couch, it's wealth spilling out.
"What the fuck have you two been up to?" Said Dustin with surprise of seeing all the money. Mike pulled out his gun and then placed it out on the counter. "Been getting rich, you want to join?"
Chris and Dustin could only stare at the money.
TBC....
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Tag Note: Hope you guys enjoying this, I was scared to post this story up. Damn, I hope you peeps like it, tell me what you think ;).