She knew the first time she felt lust for Bosco. She recalled the way her cheeks must have flushed and her eyes danced as her heart was beating so hard it threatened to jump from her throat the same way she felt she would jump across that diner booth and take him right then and there. She wrote this off, of course. She thought that this was just a body's natural reaction as it recovered from paralysis. "Of course it isn't really Bosco that I am wanting to jump," she reasoned, "it is just my body telling me that it is good to go, I am back to normal in this other oh so important department. I can walk, run, and feel this. This could've happened anywhere, at any time, I am just recovering". Only it didn't happen just anywhere; it happened just moments after Bosco walked through those doors and she caught a whiff of his scent, he smelt so familiar and so...strong. Still now she recalls with embarrassment how she played with her straw between her lips and allowed her hair to fall forward in an effort to look seductive. She almost passed out when he said he was leaving, asked if she'd be "ok"? Oh course she had answered he could go, that she would be fine. What was she supposed to do, tell him that not only did she want to return to the force and have him partner up with her there, but that all too recently she felt the need to partner up somewhere else entirely : he didn't need the uniform but he could bring the handcuffs if he wanted?
So she lusted after him, just that once. Watched him walk out the door with a steady gaze on his hindquarters. And after he'd left, she sat in the diner booth and thought of all the ways that night could've turned out differently if only he hadn't gotten that phone call to take him away. Any continuance of those feelings/thoughts ended not when she went home to her husband but when she returned to the force and found Bosco unwilling to ask the boss to put them together. She found him doubting her and feeling that he had a "responsibility" to protect her. Faith was so mad she thought she would spit nails. He didn't think she could do the job, and she couldn't forgive him for it. That is why on their first day back in the old familiar RMP she told him that they were to leave their personal matters out of the job and just focus on the work. She definitely avoided being emotionally close to Bosco and hardly even allowed herself to be physically close, other than the RMP ride she would barley stand beside him so therefore the feelings of lust didn't return and the emotion of love stayed buried. Love, that's right. But alas, she did not see it.
Now after what seemed like an eternity had passed between that time and now, she was single and thought that perhaps there could be something more there. She had felt physically ill at the thought of Bosco dying in that hospital, hell she'd murdered a man because of it. That must mean she feels something for him right? But was it to late? Had she ruined everything by making the decision to ignore that first indication in the diner? The very first time she wanted him for more than just a partner? I suppose only time will tell.
Her mom used to tell her that boys only got mad at girls they liked. "Think about it", she'd say, "If they didn't care about you, they wouldn't care about what you were doing". Faith liked to think about this statement a lot. She liked to think about just how upset Bosco would get at her when she did something he disapproved of. This, according to her mother, would show just how emotionally invested the man was, the more upset, the more they cared. "According to this scale, Bosco must feel something for me too." She would think delightedly as she dressed in the mornings, feeling an extreme amount of pressure to carefully select each pair of pants and top. One advantage to becoming a Detective was that she was out of the bag that was so unflattering to the female figure and into her own wardrobe, which as of late had gotten a few additions sure to catch the attention of one recently released from an extended hospital stay male!
The first indication that her tight jeans might be working came during her investigation at a crime scene where a woman was beat over the head with a blunt object in her own kitchen. It was Bosco's first day back and they hadn't exchanged many words since his declaration of "To hell with you!" in her apartment a week early. "He seemed pretty upset", she thought to herself, "but what am I supposed to do?" Another thing her mom used to tell her was that boys only liked girls who were true to themselves and had a clear idea of who they were, if they did whatever the guy wanted it was like falling for a robot. "Men don't want pets they want partners", she'd say. "Kind of ironic I guess", Faith mused as she thought of the many meanings of the word "partner". At any rate, when he came to her, pleading with her to help him, she knew she could not. She hoped that deep down inside Bosco didn't really want her to go against her own values to cheat, something she didn't do in the academy and wasn't about to start doing now. He had re-qualified and while she wanted to find out how, felt she deserved to find out how, she had temporarily let it go and decided just to take advantage of the opportunity to be near him! The opportunity to act on what she was now allowed to act upon, Fred was gone, she was single, she had a man to catch! Here they were, both back to work at the 55. She hoped that Jelly hadn't notice her leap from her chair to answer the radio when she heard Bosco's voice come across.
The scene was kind of scary, a young teenager missing with the mom down in the kitchen. She was most likely going to be alright, but still. Faith tried to do as Jelly had trained her, don't get caught up in the story but look for the evidence. Maybe Jelly should've given a second caution, don't get distracted by your ex-partner staring you down and watching every move you make. Faith knew she had done wonders for her and Bosco's relationship when she indicated that she trusted him to handle a crime scene:
"Yokas", he had practically spat at her, "You didn't ask us if we touched anything".
"I didn't have to" she answered without even a second thought. The truth was, she really did trust Bosco, and despite all the hell they'd been through and all the fights and harsh words and awful consequences of their actions, she knew that he would do anything for her and hoped to prove the same to him about herself. But it wasn't just that quick exchange that moved them closer, it was the way he watched her.