So this is the first FanFic I've ever posted. Just tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: Third watch or any of the characters do not belong to me. If they did Fred would have died in episode 1.
„Damn it, damn, damn…." Bosco came storming into the locker room unbuttoning his shirt on the run.
"Christopher`s gonna kill me"
"Yeah, he probably will, seeing that you're late for the fourth time this week. Oh right , it's Wednesday how the hell did ya manage that?"
Faith was trying to be funny, as if he needed that right now. Bosco was now trying to put his shoes and belt on at the same time. It didn't really work and he almost fell to the ground.
"You could help me you know. Tell Christopher some excuse. Like I …..I had to go see a Doctor and that dumbass forced me to wait for an hour…?"
"Just like the last ten times you were late, Boz you're excuses suck. I'm gonna be in roll call. Maybe Christopher will have someone to go at…" with that Faith left the room slamming the door behind her.
"Great" Bosco sighed grabbing his jacket. As he was standing up it occurred to him that wearing a shirt over his bullet proof vest could be a good idea, if he didn't wanna be ass of the day at the precinct. This wasn't gonna be one of the good days…
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"I got our radios. Come on lets go." Faith shoved him the radio in the arms and made her way to the car, greeting some of her fellow Officers. Bosco was stunned:
"How the hell did you know Christopher wouldn't wanna talk to me. He would have given me desk duty for a week for being late."
Faith avoided his gaze searching the back seat of the car for any left things:
"I told him that your psychologist wanted to talk to you a while longer and he understood and said it was okay, but you shouldn't be late again."
"Thanks Faith. I won't be…." Just then he realized what she had been saying:
"My psychologist? You told him I was seeing a shrink? Faith I'm gonna kill ya. He'll tell everybody that I've gone nuts and I'll be …" he didn't finish his sentence because Faith was staring at him trying to hold back a laugh:
"I figured if he was to busy gloating about you being crazy he wouldn't complain about you're being late again. And he didn't so it worked and you should be down on your knees right now thanking me for saving you a week of boring paper shuffling."
"I would have preferred a week instead of looking like a crazy fool." Bosco grumbled but both he and Faith knew that wasn't true. He absolutely despised desk duty.
Trying to change the subject he turned to Faith:
"You know ever since you and Fred separated you've been a little sarcastic and mean. What did he do? Take your levelheadedness with him?" he mocked her.
"Yeah maybe. But I wish he would have taken his problems with him. Everyday someone calls me asking if he's home and when I say he's not, they say he has some debts, about $10000. And they say if he doesn't pay soon they'll go get him. I just don't get it. Every time I tell these asses that I really couldn't care less about him they just keep telling me that they'll call again."
So this wasn't a good topic. Now she'd be going on all shift and the last thing Bosco needed was a whole shift of marital problems. But he tried to be polite. He didn't wanna piss off Faith again.
"So why don't you just get a new phone number. They won't bother you then. And tell Fred to take care of this shit."
Faith was furious now.
"Oh, I'm not talking to him ever again. And I already called the phone company to get a new number. They said it'll take a few days. And anyway, I don't care if they arrest him and put him in jail or ship him of into the arctic. I don't want to have anything to do with him any more."
After this Bosco just kept looking at the streets barely listening to his partners ranting about Fred, his stupidity and his problems. He wasn't gonna get a minute of quiet until they got a call. So Bosco settled into a half sleeping state. This call would better be coming soon…
But even after they had had to go to a traffic accident scene , Faith was still worked up about this. Man Bosco hadn't known that she could get so furious about something. It was really quite charming. The way she kept on recounting every day of her marriage with Fred. Spitting his name… This jag off was really not what you'd consider a loving, faithful husband.
So after about four hours of this stuff, Faith was just getting to her second year of marriage, Bosco couldn't take it anymore
"Why the hell did you marry him anyway if he's such a son of a bitch. I could have been a better husband than he was."
Faith stared at me for a second before turning her eyes on the road again. She looked confused while Bosco tried to get what he had just said.
"Well, I guess we were in love. Kind of. But maybe we were both to young. Am I getting on your nerves" she added after a short pause looking at Bosco.
"I mean I don't want to dump my problems on you, but I'm just so mad at him right now."
She looked at him with pleading eyes, daring him to understand. But he knew already, he'd known her so long.
"Nah, it's okay. Let's just talk about something different now, okay? You can tell me about the next ten years of your marriage tomorrow, right."
"Right." She was grinning now.
The rest of the shift passed uneventfully. But Bosco kept thinking about what he had said about him being a better husband. Would he really be better? He had never thought about it because you didn't ask a chick after a one night stand if she thinks you're gonna be a good husband one time. And did he mean a better husband in general or to Faith especially? But Bosco really didn't want to think of his partner that way, so he shoved the thoughts in the darkest corner of his brain, concentrating on the car they were just following.
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"This is so stupid. I hate to get a call this late we should've ditched it. Left it to Sully and Davis." Bosco was leaning over the desk trying to remember if the code for a street robbery was 45 or 54. Numbers weren't his strong suit. Faith was sitting at another desk, getting the robbers sheet ready. She had her jacket draped over a chair and her hair was undone. She looked real good like that. Bosco looked away before his thoughts could go further in that direction. There was no one else around, because the Third watch had already left and the First Watch was out on the streets.
"I'm finished. How about you?" Faith looked at her partner who looked at his paper. He still didn't know the code. But to hell with it.
"Yeah sure. I'm finished." Faith looked at him, frowned, but got up. On the way to the door she said:
"It's 54 Boz. I'll be in the locker room." As she walked away Bosco couldn't help wondering how the hell she knew that he didn't remember the number. But then again, what did she not know? He scribbled the code down and dumped the sheet and followed Faith into the locker room.
She was just undressing and had her vest already of. As she went over to the sink in a close fitting tank top she looked real sexy. Get a hold of yourself this is your partner, Bosco thought just as Faith tripped on a shoe that someone had left on the floor. Out of reflex Bosco raised his arms and caught her. She stared at him with wide eyes as she lay in his arms. In that instance Bosco just thought to hell with partner and leaned in to her to kiss her.
At first she was too stunned to do anything but then her soft lips pressed against his and she returned the kiss. After what seemed an eternity to Bosco they broke the kiss and he straightened her so that she could stand unsupported. Faith stared at Bosco unbelievingly.
"What the hell was that?" she whispered. The man looked at her unsure of what to expect. Would she hit him? Or would she be as pleasantly surprised as he was right now.
"Uhm I'd say that was me kissing you" he stated looking into her eyes. At first her expression didn't change, but then she smiled. Taking a step towards him she kissed him again intertwining her fingers with his hair. Bosco returned the kiss passionately, wondering what the hell had just happened when the locker room door opened.
"Well look who's here. Boscorelli and Yokas. Who would have thought." came Sully's voice from the open door. Faith and Bosco broke their kiss hastily, staring at Sully and Davis standing at the entrance.
