A.N.: Please RR
Chapter 2:
Bosco was late - he knew he was - , but hell, it was a goddamn Monday. Who was in time on a Monday? He definitely wasn't. But his weekend had been long and last night had been rather exhausting, so he felt excused for being late. He smiled to himself when the memories reappeared. What a night!
He jumped up the stairs, getting to the locker room. He was breathing at the top of his lungs when he finally arrived. He knew which look he would get from his partner, even before opening the door. As he entered the room, there it was: complete annoyance. She did it every Monday, over and over again. Like he would change as if by a miracle over the weekend, starting to be here in time on monday. Bosco had no idea what made her believe he would change – maybe some kind of Friday euphoria that lasted over the weekend and made here believe the world would be a better place on monday – it was her regular Monday first look on him. But it only lasted that first day of the week, by Tuesday, Faith again was used to him being late. It had become kind of a weekly ritual to them.
"You're late!"
"I know, I know. Just gimme a moment!"
He got dressed quickly, taking another annoyed look from her and managed to be ready just in time for roll call. Faith sighed and shook her head.
"It's ten minutes. What's so difficult on getting up ten minutes earlier?"
She was murmuring more to herself than to anyone else. He gave her a big smile.
"Nothing I guess?"
He received a sigh and the third annoyed look for his question. He was at his best today, Faith thought, work hadn't even started.
When roll call approached Bosco didn't even listen to a word that was said. His mind was drawn back to the last evening and night - the bar, the girl, the bedroom. He didn't even realize he was smiling again. He was completely lost in thought. Somebody tapped on his arm – Davis – he gave him a questioned look and Davis pointed into the Sergeants direction. He seemed furious.
"What's so funny?"
Bosco didn't completely understand what he meant in first place, but it didn't take long until he got it. He must've been smiling by the memories.
"Nothing."
Messing up with the Sergeant was the last thing he wanted today. He tried to focus, but it was hard, really hard.
"Have a safe shift."
Finally they were released. He just hoped there would be a lot of work today. He needed to be distracted from his thoughts. But it was a Monday, people were always a little more cocky on Mondays, so chances of getting enough to do, were pretty high.
Faith headed to him, but didn't say anything. She wasn't willing to talk about the little incident that just happened. She was sure he would tell her by himself soon enough. It seemed as if he had something on his mind he wanted to share, she could see it in the way he behaved. She was pretty sure she actually didn't wanna hear anything from him today, but against better knowledge she asked none the less.
"So, how was your weekend?"
He grinned at her and sighed deeply. Now she was absolutely sure that she didn't wanna know. She already regret asking him. She knew he could go on telling her for the whole shift. But he had some mercy with her.
"You wouldn't believe me, if I told you."
TBC
Chapter 2:
Bosco was late - he knew he was - , but hell, it was a goddamn Monday. Who was in time on a Monday? He definitely wasn't. But his weekend had been long and last night had been rather exhausting, so he felt excused for being late. He smiled to himself when the memories reappeared. What a night!
He jumped up the stairs, getting to the locker room. He was breathing at the top of his lungs when he finally arrived. He knew which look he would get from his partner, even before opening the door. As he entered the room, there it was: complete annoyance. She did it every Monday, over and over again. Like he would change as if by a miracle over the weekend, starting to be here in time on monday. Bosco had no idea what made her believe he would change – maybe some kind of Friday euphoria that lasted over the weekend and made here believe the world would be a better place on monday – it was her regular Monday first look on him. But it only lasted that first day of the week, by Tuesday, Faith again was used to him being late. It had become kind of a weekly ritual to them.
"You're late!"
"I know, I know. Just gimme a moment!"
He got dressed quickly, taking another annoyed look from her and managed to be ready just in time for roll call. Faith sighed and shook her head.
"It's ten minutes. What's so difficult on getting up ten minutes earlier?"
She was murmuring more to herself than to anyone else. He gave her a big smile.
"Nothing I guess?"
He received a sigh and the third annoyed look for his question. He was at his best today, Faith thought, work hadn't even started.
When roll call approached Bosco didn't even listen to a word that was said. His mind was drawn back to the last evening and night - the bar, the girl, the bedroom. He didn't even realize he was smiling again. He was completely lost in thought. Somebody tapped on his arm – Davis – he gave him a questioned look and Davis pointed into the Sergeants direction. He seemed furious.
"What's so funny?"
Bosco didn't completely understand what he meant in first place, but it didn't take long until he got it. He must've been smiling by the memories.
"Nothing."
Messing up with the Sergeant was the last thing he wanted today. He tried to focus, but it was hard, really hard.
"Have a safe shift."
Finally they were released. He just hoped there would be a lot of work today. He needed to be distracted from his thoughts. But it was a Monday, people were always a little more cocky on Mondays, so chances of getting enough to do, were pretty high.
Faith headed to him, but didn't say anything. She wasn't willing to talk about the little incident that just happened. She was sure he would tell her by himself soon enough. It seemed as if he had something on his mind he wanted to share, she could see it in the way he behaved. She was pretty sure she actually didn't wanna hear anything from him today, but against better knowledge she asked none the less.
"So, how was your weekend?"
He grinned at her and sighed deeply. Now she was absolutely sure that she didn't wanna know. She already regret asking him. She knew he could go on telling her for the whole shift. But he had some mercy with her.
"You wouldn't believe me, if I told you."
TBC