Bobby Chapter 2
By Simahoyo
It was the second day for Bobby Marino, of re-learning how to be a patrolman in Boston, instead of Seattle. It was a super nice day, and Bobby was distracted, looking at the blue sky, without a single cloud. This was a rare occurrence at home, and he really wanted to see and remember it before the rain came back.
"Hey, Marino, get your head out of the clouds. We gotta go.", said Rizzoli.
"What clouds? Not even a tiny little cirrus cloud up there. Wow. And last night I could see the stars. And the moon was full."
"Yeah, well get your eyes on the bad guys. In the squad car, weatherman." Frankie grinned.
Bobby wondered what he might say if he knew that his dumb little trainee was going for coffee with his sister later. He liked having secrets. He got in the squad car and they drove, looking for troublemakers. They were in some kind of place like the University District in Seattle, and Frat Rats were running all over like they owned the world. Bobby knew never to arrest them for minor stuff. You never knew who their fathers were. So, he was shocked when Rizzoli parked where a group of them where yakking in the middle of the street.
Rizzoli got out and walked over to the knot of Frat Rats. He wasn't even deferential. So Bobby followed, waiting to see what would happen.
"Hey Guys, how you doing? Sorry to do this, but you're blocking traffic. Take it to one side of the road of the other." And Rizzoli smiled.
"Hell no! We aren't hurting anyone." Said a beefy blond kid who was wearing a football jersey.
The traffic was starting to line up behind the cars and kids. Now they were honking to get them out of the way. Bobby got ready to rumble.
"You are trying their patience. Come on, break it up."
The blond kid pushed Rizzoli. Bobby jumped in with his billie club, and whacked the kid hard.
Rizzoli turned and yelled, "What the Hell, Marino? Back off. Don't escalate the situation."
Bobby ignored him, choke holding the kid and starting to Marandize him. He nailed him on assaulting a police officer and resisting arrest. The other Frat Rats started to mumble, and make fists with their hands. They were gathering around Bobby. Head bashing time!
Rizzoli walked over to him, and made him release the prisoner. He started talking to the kid like he was actually going to listen.
"Hey, sorry about that. My partner got a little over-eager. What say we call it off, and you guys just move out of the middle of the street, so people can get past. Okay?"
"What?, I saw him assault you. Are you just letting him get away with it?"
"He pushed me. No harm no foul. Right?", and he turned to the blonde kid.
"Yeah, but that guy", he pointed to Bobby, "Needs to cool down."
The frat rats moved and the cars went on down the road. Rizzoli was not smiling now.
"What the hell was that? You know we don't escalate the situation, especially with a crowd. Next time, wait until I tell you before you wade in swinging your stick."
"Yes sir.", and Bobby pretended to hang his head. They went back to patrolling, while Bobby smiled to himself about his date tonight with Rizzoli's sister.
The rest of the day was boring as hell. Bobby studied his Thomas Guide. They talked very little, and Bobby expected a bad report on his day. Well damn. He could do it Rizzoli's way until he could get a more with it partner.
He finally escaped the uptight Rizzoli, and headed upstairs to meet the gorgeous Rizzoli.
Bobby walked into the bullpen, and there were two male detectives, one an old guy, and the other was Black. Probably some kind of quota hire. Jane Rizzoli was typing something on her computer, but when she looked us, her smile was a dazzler.
"Hey. How's it going?"
"Give me a sec. I'm finishing a report. Hate those." She typed a few more words, and hit save.
Then she turned to him. "So, Bobby Marino, this is Detective Korsak. The old guy looked up and nodded. "And Detective Frost." The black guy looked at him, and smiled.
"Hi. Nice to meet you." They started to leave the building. "Where some good coffee?"
"There's a coffee shop around the corner. It beats the stuff in the cafeteria downstairs. Plus, I can avoid my mother."
She gave an exaggerated shudder, then grinned.
"Wow, you're surrounded by family. Bet you can't get away with anything."
Jane laughed, and he was digging on the sound.
"I escape from time to time. Plus, if I do anything crazy, it's usually with my best friend, Maura. She talks me into the damnedest things."
"I think I saw her my first day. A little blonde in stilettos?"
"Yeah, she's a bit vertically challenged. Super smart, and a lot of fun–well, when you meet her, you'll understand what I mean."
They went into the coffee place, which wasn't too crowded. There was a blackboard over the counter, listing espresso, cappuccino, and various coffees. But no latte. Damn it. Maybe someone here used to work at Starbucks.
Jane ordered a large black coffee, with sugar. Bobby gave it a shot.
"Could I get a latte? Double tall, soy, shot of hazelnut?"
The barista glared at him. No. We don't do all that Chi Chi Seattle stuff here. Order from the board. That's what it's there for."
Bobby went passive aggressive in the best Seattle style. He waited. Reading the board slowly, then ordered an espresso with soy milk. He took his time with paying. Then he and Jane sat down.
"You don't like to be told what to do, right?", asked Jane.
"You noticed, huh?", he laughed. She had caught him.
"I'm like that too, but not as nice about it.", she sipped her coffee. She had these enormous brown eyes.
"Not bad espresso. I really miss Starbucks. Guess you can take the boy out of Seattle,,,"
"But not the Seattle out of the Boy?", Jane smiled again.
"Right. I need to learn Boston. What do you recommend?", and Bobby leaned in closer.
"I'm the Sox fan from hell. Get to know the team. It's like our state religion."
"Yeah. They win, which would be a nice change. Your brother is...I guess concerned is the right word, about me driving in snow. I guess Seattle drivers have a bad reputation."
"Yeah, your out of staters post the wreaks on Utube. It doesn't help your reputation any. Just take it easy at first. Stick a bag of kitty litter in your trunk. It really helps. And get snow tires early, before the rush."
"Huh. Good idea. Thanks."
"So, what brought you here from Seattle, cause it sure isn't the weather."
Bobby laughed, although his heart wasn't in it. "I needed a change. Too much the same old same old. I saw a blue sky today, and not a cloud to be seen, then last night I could actually see stars. That's amazing."
Jane looked started. "For real? I heard you got a lot of rain, but wow. You are impressed by seeing the stars at night?"
"Yeah. It doesn't rain all the time, but we have cloud cover nearly every day. I missed all the comets and eclipses of the moon."
"I think you should go to the Hayden Planetarium. I think you could make up for the stuff you missed." Jane was nodding as she spoke.
"So, would you go with me?", and Bobby kind of held his breath.
"Sure. Give me a call." Jane fished her card out of the holder, and wrote her home number on the back.
By the time they parted, Bobby was deeply in lust.
TBC