The Day of the Doves

Summary: What happens when two people from the NYPD gets killed? Who learns to cope and who's life falls apart before there very eyes? WARNING: Character Death

Disclaimer: I own none of these characters sadly.

Spoilers: I don't think so..

IMPORTANT AUNTHOR NOTES: In this story Bobby never left the show, he's still working as a paramedic. Please read and review. Reviews-make my day ^^ Thanks J If you have any questions or further comments please email me.  The tiny poem was written by mwah! Lol hehe..

Chapter 1 Roses, Crosses, and Tears

As I stood on the marshy grounds of the small cemetery outside NYC I glared up at the gray sky. It seemed like reality had just hit me like a ton of bricks. He was dead, Along with another. Shot down cold like a deer hiding from is prey. I glared around with a solemn expression upon my face noticing the arrangements of roses around the funeral area with several crosses lined up. I started to wonder if god was really there.

Standing to the right of me I felt Fred reach for my hand but I tore it away and slid them in my pocket. Sully and TY stood to my left both stared into space. SSgt Cruz and Lieu stood next to them and then family members crowded around the unit members.  My glare returned to the other side where Kim continued to weep beside Doc, Carlos, and Bobby. Alex stood alongside Doc staring at the two coffins in front of them. As the rows of people stood up and went to say there final goodbyes I stared straight ahead. I almost turned to my right, where he always stood, for a shoulder to cry on however he wasn't there. Instead he got his life torn apart and taken away for no god damn reason. How dare he leave me here alone? What did I do to deserve this?

Someone shook my arm gently pulling me away from my trance. Turning to my left TY gave me an understanding look. Nodding I knew what was going on. It was my turn. I wasn't sure if I could do it. Look my partner face to face one last time only this time he couldn't pick a fight or blow me off. I walked forward to the two coffins. Both had imprinted doves on them holding ribbons. Slowly I looked the names both over before I looked at there faces making sure I wasn't dreaming. I ran my hand down the smooth wood to the names. 'Maurice Boscorelli .' 'Jimmy Dougherty'

The time has come,

To say goodbye,

Goodbye my friend,

I hope you fly.

Above the trees,

And up away,

In to the ever lasting day.

Tears filled my eyes as a few sailed down my cheeks. TY and Sully were behind me as I glanced at Bosco for a quick second. "No." I murmured in almost a whisper. TY put his hand on my shoulder along with Sully.

"He wouldn't want you to cry." Sully told me.

I couldn't help it. Tears continued to stream down my cheeks as I stared at my long lost partner. "I'm sorry." I whimpered. "God I'm sorry." I broke down as Sully helped me stay upon my feet.

"C'mon Faith." He whispered but I pulled away looking back at Bosco saying a prayer in my mind.