Disclaimer: Guess what?!?! I still don't own it....

A/N: Mkay, This is the continuation of "Having Faith" (formerly 'Bad To Worse') Please Read and review, I know it hasn't gone very far yet, I'm just filling in. This story will take place around Christmas...but doesn't particularly fit in to a season because.. I live in my own world!
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Faith rolled over from a dead sleep, cracking her eyes open to look at the one who'd waken her.

"You awake?" Bosco asked from above her.

"My eyes are open" she whispered.

"Come here" he whispered back, holding out his hand.

"What is it?"

"Come and see" he smiled.

Faith slowly slipped out from the covers and Bosco put his arm around her waist, leading her in to his living room. "Stay here" he commanded, approaching the window, he pulled back the drapes to reveal....

"It's so beautiful" Faith sighed, walking towards him, they embraced and Faith leaned her head against his chest.

Looking out the window, Faith reminisced about the past month. It had been a month today that Bosco and Faith had confessed their feelings for eachother. A month ago she'd been laying in a hospital bed with a bullet hole through her shoulder; among other things. And today, she was living with him and the kids in his apartment. She was in perfect health, and back to working on patrol with him.

At first, this had presented an embarassing problem. What was she supposed to do with the kids? She couldn't afford a sitter for eight hours a day. No way in hell. When it was made public that her and Bosco were having a relationship, Sully had stepped in a fixed that.



"Tatiana would do it, for free or at a low cost"

"Are you sure?" Faith had immediately asked.

Sully had called that moment to find out. Since Tatiana only worked days until two, it was perfect for the kids who got off at three. It was arranged that she would pick the kids up after work and take them to Sully's apartment, in which she was now living, until they got off work.

It had seemed too good to be true. Tatiana was good with Em and Charlie, she did the best she could with homework, though Emily seemed to have no problem finishing hers, Charlie was a bit stubborn.

"he takes after his mom" Sully'd laughed the first time Bosco and Faith had followed him to his place. Charlie had 'completed' his math work with question marks and guesses.

Of all things, Tatiana also refused to accept payment from anyone. "I enjoy having them with me. It's very fun. And anything for John's friends."



"What are you thinking about?" Bosco asked in to her ear.

"Nothing" she replied immediately. It was still habit from a long marriage with Fred. Don't say anything, he's not interested anyway.

Bosco prodded. "Nothing?"

She smiled, "Just thinking about everything. It's changed so much in the past month. So fast."

"Every season's like a new life" he replied easily.

"Yeah, looks like there's a new life coming up for us then" Faith said, staring at the peaceful blanket of snow that covered everything, making everything clean.

"No, I think I like this one just fine" he kissed her on the top of her head.

"So do I"



Bosco smiled to himself. Faith didn't know the half of it. Their lives would change, and for the better really.

He couldn't ever remember being as content as he was the past month of his life. Not even with Nicole had he been so happy. Faith had taken him to a new level of loving. A mutual respect, an understanding without the need for words. And constant cooperation.

Emily and Charlie were great. He'd been a little self conscious at first, but had settled down easily when he realised that the kids were happy he was here for their mom. They had settled with him, forcing Bosco to finally clean out the extra room he'd been using to store things in. It was now the kids room, and it was ridiculously small. Not to mention all his 'crap' was piled around the place, and most of the kids and Faith's belongings, having been moved from the old apartment, were still packed in boxes or garbage bags.



"We have to work this afternoon" Faith interupted.

"Yea" he paused, "Maybe we should call in sick" he said suggestivly, rubbing her hips. She giggled. Giggled, like a school girl. It made him laugh.

"We should go in" Faith told him.

"I know, we will"

"Because.. it's our job" she replied.

"I know" he spoke under his breath, pulling her closer.

"And because.. it would be right... the right thing to do" she murmured on.

He made a noise in his throat when his knees hit the couch and he fell backwards. Faith leaned over him.

"Because... someone might need help" she continued, kissing him.

"Because, they need help, the people" Bosco stated when she pulled away. He leaned up, meeting her lips with his own and running his fingers through her hair.

"We should.. stop.. talking about work" She whispered between kisses.

"Probably" he replied, kissing her on the nose and putting his head back down.

Faith pressed herself closer to him, running her hands along his arms.



"Mom?" a voice asked from the kitchen.

Faith snorted, grinning, then attempted to untangle herself from Bosco, falling off the couch in the process.

Emily walked in to the living room, Faith sprawled on the floor, cheeks red, and Bosco sitting on the couch. Emily stared at them for a moment, then shook her head. "Do we have school today?" she asked, pleasantly.

Faith checked the clock and cursed. "Sorry Em, can you go wake up Charlie and get changed. I'll make some breakfast" she pushed herself from the floor and hurried in to the kitchen, grabbing cereal from the cupboard.

"I'll make their lunches" Bosco offered, grabbing the break from where it was, on top of the fridge.

Faith began to chuckle.

"What?" Bosco asked, grabbing the Peanut butter and a knife.

"I forgot the kids had school" she grinned.

"Well I forgot the kids were here" Bosco shot back, scooping the last Skippy from the jar.

"I don't think I woulda woken up" she said, putting the cereal back and grabbing the milk.

Though the two of them were working like mad in a tiny kitchen, there was no bumping in to eachother that wasn't prupose. They worked like a team, and had the food ready before the kids even emerged from their bedroom. But not before Bosco had wiped the knife with his fingers, then rubbed peanut butter on to Faith's nose. She reached up and stuck a fruitloop on it.

Bosco approached her and kissed her nose, taking the peanut butter and fruit loop with it. She looked at him.

"What?" he exclaimed, innocently, "I was hungry!"