Writers – Jessie (Boscogirl) and Codes (Cosmic Castaway)
Disclaimer – Hah we don't own anything, oh wait one character and its Jessie's so other then that we suck and have nothing we are not making money off of this!
Rating – Yeah swearing, come on its Boys, what do you expect so don't get scared when you see the f bomb be dropped! Its not one of the kiddes.
Thanks again goes out to Malinda for correcting this ;).
Hey they're Watchers!
Jessie (Boscogirl) and I where sitting one night thinking, what could we write and put out there for the watchers of Third Watch, and it be something completely different. Then the RP came to mind. Yes this fanfic if you read, was a role play, and actually still much very going. So I'm going to warn you now, it's going to be A long STORY! Lol But for the most part its not really the same thing over and over, or that's what Jessie (Boscogirl) and I think. There are going to be some crossovers and the characters will be explained as they are introduced. Another thing what is happening to the characters, well, it be explained at the end. So if you want an explanation, you won't get one lol till the end of this story so I hope you just go with it and just enjoy it!
The two main characters are Bosco and Connor.
The first character that you are not familiar with that we will be using is Connor Wilcox. To put it in a nutshell Connor is basically a lot like Bosco..he's the same type of cop he is, same attitude, same mentality on life. He's originally from Los Angeles, California where he worked with the LAPD but was transferred to New York where he began working at the 15th precinct, and eventually made it to the 55th where he got paired with Bosco and they hit it off like old buddies. I'll go into more detail on Connor as the story progresses but for now that will get you started on him! Enjoy! –Boscogirl
Chapter 1 – Lives Altered
The day had started off like any other day really, the sun was out people were going about their busy lives, nothing really out of the ordinary, all in all another boring day and nothing much to do but wait until the day was over.
Maurice Louis Boscorelli and Connor Lane Wilcox, two partners, you could actually say, two partners in crime, since the two did everything together, watch football together, go on a beer binge, so it was only suited they were partners and cops for the Finest of New York City. Today the two sat in their RMP and conversed, trying to think of what else could they do to get into trouble and cause Lt. Swersky more gray hairs than he already could afford. In doing so they had no idea their lives were about to change dramatically this night, and nothing on the face of the planet could have prepared them for what they were going to see and do next.
Bosco was chomping down on his delicious big Whopper looking out the window as Connor sitting next to him ate his own lunch. "This royally sucks." Bosco spoke as he chewed his food, so instead it came out more like "hur roya skes."
Connor dipped some fries in his ketchup, playing with the red sauce as he looked out the window. "Yeah, it does. People, life would be better without them." He shook his head.
Swallowing this last bite of his food Bosco took a sip of his Pepsi and then put it back down. "Your not turning into those, I'm going to hug a tree and don't use vehicles type, are you?"
Connor flashed him a weird look, sometimes, Connor, as much as he hung out with Bosco just never really understand him, if he was a tree hugger, he would be doing anything but wanting to kill people, he'd love everybody, that's what tree huggers do, but then again it was Bosco and to him it made sense as long as it didn't connect first with his brain before it came out of his mouth, smirking at his thought, he replied back to Bosco's comment.
"What? Hell no! I'm saying I feel like killing everyone that comes across me today!" His smirk turned into a smile as he watched a girl walk passed the car. "Except for ones that look like her."
Bosco looked over to where Connor was looking at and saw the tight jean skirt flash by, if she moved just right you could maybe have sworn you'd see a shot of tight little butt cheek peaking out. He reached down with his hand to honk the horn at the girl, who was visibly shocked at the loud and unexpected noise, turning around looking where the honk had come from and seeing the squad car she waved hesitantly, then scooted off quickly.
Connor took a long sip of his Dr. Pepper. "You know, it's been awfully quiet today, I wonder if any of the usual troublemakers are up to no good, maybe, we can roust a few up?" He arched his eyebrow.
Bosco had his head facing towards the front windshield listening, as Connor talked about going roust up a few gang members, which Boz had to admit was pretty much the best part of the job, getting under people's skin and pissing them off! Throwing his pop can into the overflowing garbage bin he started up the car and they were off.
Connor watched as they drove down the streets, making their way to where they could be having fun with some of the boys who caused trouble in their streets, and being as predictable as always, they where right where they should be, standing on their "corner." Connor didn't wait for the car to come to a complete stop before he got out. "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Loitering on a public way? Bosco, isn't that against the law?"
"You know, I think it is...and breaking the law...well, gee that is just so unlike you." Sarcastically saying this.
One guy had enough of the cops pushing them around, always trying to find new ways, they could hassle them, and time he blew up, getting right into Connor's face as he spoke. ."Man, we ain't loitering. Why don't you just back your skinny white ass on up over to the curb." He lightly shoved Connor, causing Connor's anger to flare back at him.
"What did you just say?" Connor didn't budge chest to chest now, as the entire crews members stood around them. "If anyone is going to go to the curb, it'll be you."
"Kiss my ass pig!" The man shoved Connor in the shoulder with one of his hands, forcing Connor to take a step backwards.
Connor lunging forward, grabbed the guy by the jacket and twisted his wrists into it so he had a good grasp, spun him around and slammed him hard against the squad car causing his legs to come out from underneath him. The kid couldn't see Connor's face anymore for now he was face down, the other guys moving now about to jump on Connor's back but Bosco stepped up quickly to protect his partner's back, pulling his gun out he was moving it back and forth, making a whistle sound to attract their attention. Connor was speaking to the kid as Bosco kept the guys at bay.
"You want to take back your last comment or let me beat you to a bloody pulp?"
Bosco listening to the conversation behind him took a second to look back and then turned forward to make sure nobody had even thought about making a move towards him or Connor as he called over his shoulder, encouraging the other Officer. "I say beat the shit out of him."
Connor looked down, applying pressure to the back of the man's neck, he knew he was causing the kid pain, he could see it in his features and the way he kept trying to reach up to try and get the hand off of him.
"I can't hear you? Damn, I guess since he's not answering that means he's not going to take it back." Connor then abruptly turned the guy around. "What's your name, jagoff?"
"How about you get," Bosco made a motion with his head to the other Crew members, who not wanting to stick around left quickly, not making one glance behind them as they left one of their own in the hands of NYPD.
"Now," turning back to where Connor held the kid, Bosco coming closer to the car, leaned in and held the gun to the kid's cheek pressing into it. "Now, he asked you a question, what is your name?"
"Darald." The man was visibly shaken, showing also by his voice which you could squeaking and breaking up.
"Darald?" Both cops looked at each other and said the name in unison, as Bosco let out a short laugh. "What kind of name is that?"
"Kiss my balls." Darald angrily said bringing his head up, not liking how the two cops were doggin on him.
Connor who still had a good grip on the kid's shirt pulled him up and then slammed him hard against the white hood. "You kiss your mom with that dirty mouth of yours?"
"Fuck you!"
Maybe it was good for the kid, or not but before either cop could retaliate at such foul language being used on them, 55 Eddie showed up and the two then had to deal with Sully and Davis.
"Oh look who we have here, its Mom and Mom Jr., come to spoil our fun." Speaking under his breath, not loud enough for the senior and junior cop to overhear. Bosco liked Davis, well enough to get together once in a while and go out drinking but sometimes it seemed Davis was getting to be more and more like Sully, and as much as Boz had tried previously, he could never relate to the older cop.
Connor looked out of the corner of his eye at Sully and Davis. "Who called you here?"
Sully crossed his arms over his chest. "What exactly are you boys doing?"
"He asked first." Bosco said mocking Sully by crossing his own arms.
"We thought you could use the backup." Davis spoke looking down at Bosco then at Connor. "Then again, I'm not real sure who needs the back up, you guys or the kid there."
Connor was still pretty new to the force of 55th Precinct, having transferred from the 15h Precinct, after his Lt. and he got into a hot and heavy relationship. Only thing was, it went bad, really bad, and he found out why they had strict reasons of why not to date your superior officer, so to make everybody happy he transferred to the 55th. His response to Davis was more of a sarcastic reply as he still did not know Davis like Bosco did and he came off very harsh.
"Yeah, you keep up that attitude you are gonna have a huge ass and a belly that hangs over your belt too." He smirked. "And besides, they were breaking the law. We have it under control, AND we didn't call for backup so get back to mothering the neighborhood."
Davis put up his hands "Hey no reason to get so hostile, besides looks like all the fun is right here."
"Oh it is, but we found it first so go find your own." Bosco put his hand up and made a wave motion for the cops to leave, but they didn't listen, like most of the time.
Darald lifted his head up a bit, "Do I have the right to speak?" But the response he got back from all four cops at the same time.
"NOOO."
Connor shoved the kid again. "You can talk when we say you can." He let go of the young man knowing Darald would be too chickenshit to try anything anyways and looked at Sully. "Does it look like we need your help?" Sully leaned on the back of the cruise car adjusting his crossed arms. "No, but this guy looks like HE needs help."
"Help me please they're..." That protest was cut off short by Bosco smacking the kids head.
"Bosco!" Sully protesting at the brute force Connor and Bosco had and were using at the time.
"What? Its not like he's innocent."
"You are gonna pay for this!" Darald spouted off as they finally began manhandling him to get into the squad car.
Connor then slammed him up against the RMP as he opened the door. "You take cash or checks?"
"You can't do this, I have rights, I know it!" Davis and Sully just shook their heads as they watched the two cowboys continue.
"Yes and one of them is silence, now, practice it!"
Connor gave a small wave to Sully and Davis, as they got into the car, Connor turned around and saw Darald who was looking out the window to Sully and Davis begging for help, asking not to be left alone with these two renegade cops.
"I hope that seat is the shape of your ass, because you will be in the presence of our company for a long time to come." He then turned back around and looked at Bosco as he started the engine. "Now, that's what I call action." He then put the car into drive and they took off with their helpless victim in the back.
"YOU'RE BOTH SUSPENDED!"
"But BOSS, I think your being unfair." Bosco hated this part, the lecture, the yelling, but sometimes you tend to get caught up in the moment and when you do, you don't listen to the little voice saying "stop now or you'll regret it," and then you get to hear your boss yell at you till your ears bleed.
"Fair...this is not fair." He pushed in the videotape of Connor and Bosco beating the crooks, he played the tape and it replayed everything, from Connor slamming the kid down on the car, to Bosco putting the gun in his face and then hitting the kids' head. That was another thing Bosco and Connor tended to forget about that neat little video camera that is mounted right in the dashboard, looking right out the front windshield.
As the two watched Bosco made a noise sounding like a half strangle and pointed "Yeah but....did you see how Sully and Davis just stood there?" It was only natural, if your going down take as many with you as you can at the same time.
Swersky rolled his eyes; he had pretty much heard every excuse in the book from Bosco. "Boscorelli, that's low even for you!"
"Gotta give me props for trying though."
Connor knowing they weren't going to talk themselves out of it, that they'd probably end up talking themselves into more trouble, questioned the inevitable.
"How long are we suspended?"
"AS LONG AS I'M ALIVE NOW GET OUT!"
Bosco and Connor began walking away but Bosco nudged him and spoke saying loud enough for Lt. Swerksy to hear "Look on the bright side the way we get his heart pumping, he'll have a heart attack in no time." Shutting the door as they went.
Connor gave a boisterous laugh and spoke up even louder then usual so Swerksy could also hear what he had to say, "Well, looks like we got some time off, what's on the agenda?"
As Lt. Swersky listened to the two as they walked out, the feeling he had was the window near him was open, available, and he could just jump out and all his misery the two brought on a daily basis would be taken away by heavenly bliss, but, then again, if he did that would only succeed in making Connor and Bosco happy, and that was definitely not on his to do list today.
As the two walked out of the office and were making their way towards the cage to return their radios, Davis walked by.
"Let me guess."
"Don't even say it." Bosco growled, giving fair warning to him.
"Bosco and Connor got suspended." Sully finished for Davis who had come up behind the two unsuspecting officers.
Turning around Bosco rolled his eyes "What, are you two married now? Where's there's one, there's the other." Making his way towards the locker room with Connor in tow.
Sully rolled his eyes. "Yeah, speak for yourself. You two are like butt buddies."
Connor flipped him the bird as he went into the locker room.
As Bosco opened up his locker and began changing he sat down taking off his shoes and placing them at the bottom. "I do have to say though, being suspended sucks after a while, gets boring without the job"
"Yeah, I know I'm going to get antsy, this blows." Connor replying heartily agreeing.
Drinking was fun, parting was fun, getting laid was fun as well, but after a while, and he hated to admit it, it got old. While being a cop on the job, it was different every day, and now they have to wait until their suspension is up. Without thinking about it Connor mumbled.
"We need to go on a vacation."
As soon as the words left his lips, both guy's heads shot up and they looked at each other, the same thought racing through their minds.
"FLORIDA, HERE WE COME!" Like two boys about to go play in a sand box and get dirty they were rushing to get out.
"Where you two going?" Sully asked as the two guys practically shoved them out of their way to get out through the door.
"See you two losers, were heading down to the Orange State!"
Bosco and Connor were sitting each in their cars. A beautiful blue and white classic Ford Mac 1 Mustang, the other a 2001 midnight blue Pontiac Firebird, both muscle cars that could definitly send your eyes to the back of your skull they were so fast, both controlled by two hot headed guys who couldn't decide who got to drive. The two had been arguing back and forth, before they finally decided to flip a coin with Connor winning, but Bosco being the sore loser called for a rematch, so Rock, Paper, Scissors would be the final decider.
Connor won and got into his car starting up the engine and at the roar of life the car gave, Bosco looked back at his and whispered silently to his car, at least he knew it would be safe in front of the Precinct.
But of course Bosco would soon forget and the boys would be singing a song together in the most obnoxious voices they could muster,
"HERE WE GO AGAIN, ON OUR OWWWWNNN GOING DOWN THE ONLY ROAD I EVER KNOWN, LIKE A DRIFTER I WAS BORN TO WALK ALONE."
The song was quickly forgotten as their attention was brought to a car full of hot young women. They where out obviously looking for trouble, as waving when they spotted Connor and Bosco, who in return smirked and waved, the girls car swerved a few times and then like a bullet out of a gun they were gone, doing at least 100 mph. The only problem was, the girls didn't see the cop car ahead and they were busted, leaving Bosco and Connor to get the last laugh.
Reaching over to the cup holder Connor grabbed the Dr. Pepper, opened it and took a long drink of it, then put it back down and then turned the music up when the new song came on.
"Love is like a bomb baby come and get it on...living like a lover with a radar phone...looking like a tramp like a video vamp..demolition woman can I be your man YOUR MAN!"
"Looks like its going to storm." Bosco observed the weather that seemed to come from out of know where and was about to spill on New York.
"Weird, I didn't hear about a storm coming in." Connor taking a quick glance up to look into the night sky seeing the flash of lightening as it screeched across the sky.
"Yeah." Mumbled Bosco.
The two guys were cruising at a nice pace across the Brooklyn Bridge when everything seemed to come to a stand still. Lighting struck a few feet away where Connor and Bosco were coming up, blinding everyone on the bridge, including the two occupants in the Firebird. When the light disappeared Connor had no time to react to the car suddenly brawling into him, he tried to do a quick recover but the damage was all ready done, he hit head on causing his car to come up off the ground, to go sailing right over the guard rail of the bridge.
The car hit with tremendous force, breaking the surface of the water in a huge splash, but as the car began to take on water, something had happened to the occupants in the car, they were no longer there.
Connor had his eyes squeezed shut as tight as you could have them, expecting to feel the impact, but when he opened them to blue sky he thought he had to be dead for a few seconds. The car was gone, they weren't overtaken by water, and he didn't hurt; that had to mean he had to be dead, was this how it felt and what it was like to be in the afterlife? But when he looked over at Bosco and realized they were in fact still alive he shook his head hard, and asked, stunned, the only thing that came to mind.
"What in the hell is going on?"
TBC....