They sat in silence as Faith drove through the quiet early morning streets. Neither had said a word since they had pulled away from the station. It was nearing 5:30am, Bosco watched the silent streets of New York slowly come to life with the early morning commuters. He wondered to himself where they could possibly be going. He didn't dare ask. Their years spent together as partners taught him when to leave well enough alone. Not that he ever really did, but in this case he knew better. He was tired, having come off a thirteen hour shift. It was his last shift at his new precinct, for now. His mind wandered to the moments before his shift began.

Bosco quickly pulled on his vest as the locker room was clearing out.

"Roll call, 2 minutes" He rolled his eyes at the announcement. Nothing had changed since he switched to his new precinct. He still ran in late at least twice a week. Today was no different. He finished dressing as fast as humanly possible, knowing full well it wouldn't matter, he would still be called out on his tardiness.

Hopping into roll call he pulled on his other shoe, letting the laces dangle until he took a seat. Assignments were given rather quickly, no major news to report on. As the room began to clear out he heard the captain call to him.

"Boscorelli, hang back, I need to speak to you" Bosco took a deep breath. Why couldn't they just let it go, just once. He braced himself for the tongue lashing, but when he instead heard a familiar voice he felt his stomach sink. He looked up to see Lieutenant Swersky standing at the front of the room with his captain. He knew immediately something was wrong.

"Lieu…" Bosco moved to Swersky, extending his hand to the man who used to treat him like his son.

"Bosco…" Swersky gave a small smile, shaking Bosco's hand but quickly pulling him into an embrace. It had been a few years since they had last seen one another. Truth be told Swersky missed his old family at the 55, Bosco included. It was good to see him. "It's been some time"

There was a sadness to his voice. As happy as he was to see Bosco again, he knew the news he had for him was going to devastate him. Bosco slowly pulled back.

"It's good to see you Lieu…." He could feel the lump in his throat form as he looked in Swersky's eyes. "…What are you doing here?"

"I should've come sooner, I just assumed she would have called you" Swersky said quietly.

SHE…there was only one SHE he could be talking about, and Bosco wasn't sure he wanted to hear the rest.

"Something happen to her?" Bosco asked, the tightness in his voice strangling him. He was sorry he asked. He stood there silently, a deep sorrow overtaking his body, one he had felt only twice in his life. Once when he got the news his brother was dead, the other September 11th. He listened as Swersky solemnly retold the details about the death of her family. His ears rung with every word, his breath becoming labored as he nearly fell into the chair behind him.

"She needs you Bosco…" And that was all it took. Those four words were all he needed to get his ass out of the chair and onto the street to finish his last shift before he would be transferred back to his old home.

As he snapped back to the present he realized they had stopped. He looked around, trying to figure out where they were. He looked at her, she was staring in the direction of a buildings entrance. He didn't see anyone.

"What are we waiting for?" She didn't answer, just continued to stare. A few minutes went by in silence.

"Faith?..." She didn't even blink. "…Answer me, what are we….." Before he could finish his question she began to open the door. He looked again in the direction she had been staring and saw a figure come from around the building. He followed suit and got out of the car, walking quickly around to her side until he was following behind.

"You keep you mouth shut…" Faith warned. They walked towards the man causing him to jump as she called out his name.

" Damian!" Bosco recognized him immediately. It was a drug dealer from several years back that they used to harass from time to time. The man jumped and quickly turned to them.

"Shit man….you can't be creepin up on people like that"

"Oh, my sincere apologies" Faith quipped.

"Right, what do ya want Yokas?" Bosco stepped out from behind Faith.

"That any way to speak to a lady Damian? And it's Detective…" Faith clenched her jaw and shot him an angry look.

"Officer Boscorelli…." Damian snarled. "….long time no see"

"Aww, what's the matter D, you miss me?...you hear that Yokas? He missed me" Damian rolled his eyes.

"Yeah that's precious…are we done with the reunion?" She spoke directly to Bosco, warning him to back off. He took the warning and shut his mouth.

"Look man, this gonna take long…I'm tired I had a bad night"

"Yeah I bet" Bosco taunted.

"Man shut up" Damian spat back.

"I have a few questions I need answered" Faith said.

"Yeah? Well maybe I don't wanna answer 'em"

"No? Well I think the amount of blow we found on you tonight says you will" Faith shrugged. Damian rolled his eyes.

"Ah man, you ain't got nothing on me" Without hesitation Faith grabbed him and slammed him against the wall facing away from her. She pretended to search his pockets.

"Oh wow, would you look at this…" She dangled a few bags of cocaine in front of his face.

"Well that ain't good, what do you think Faith… an easy two at Rikers? With your record it could be more" Bosco laughed.

Faith let him go and he turned to face her.

"Come on man…" He was defeated and he knew it.

"So we have an understanding?" Faith asked. She took his silence as a yes.

"There was a department store robbery and shooting on 6th and Mercer, Christmas Eve….what do you know about it?"

"6th and Mercer? Man that's uptown, what makes you think I know something?"

"An eye witness says they were wearing your old gang colors..."

"I don't roll like that no more man…" Damian shrugged and turned to walk away. Faith quickly slammed him to the wall, twisting his arm around his back .

"I don't have time for your bullshit Damian! What have you heard?" Bosco stepped forward, ready to step in if Damian decided to fight back.

"You lookin to get yourself killed detective? You don't learn do you…." Faith tightened her grip and twisted harder causing Damian to yell.

"What did you say?" Faith felt the blood rush to her face. She could have easily snapped his arm with the anger she was feeling. Bosco stood by helplessly, there was no way he could stop her and he knew that.

"You went snoopin around down at the cages yesterday…askin the same stupid questions…." He grunted from the pain as she continued to twist. The cages was part of the neighborhood where junkies and dealers usually met up to make their deals.

"…yeah, heard you got roughed up…they all braggin bout how they beat down some bitch cop…." Before Faith could react to Damian's comments about the day before, Bosco had pulled him away from her and threw him to the ground. He kicked him in the ribs before kneeling on his back and pushing his head into the gravel.

"What did you say you piece of shit?" Bosco seethed with anger. Swersky had briefly told him about he danger Faith had gotten herself into the day before, which was why he had brought Bosco back.

"They had a real good time with you didn't they…." Damian continued to taunt her. Bosco lifted his head and slammed it back into the ground. Faith knelt next to him and brought her face close to his.

"Yeah, they had their fun…and I had mine…" Faith chuckled. "…now we're gonna have some fun…." Bosco watched as she pulled her gun from her holster, cocked it and held it to his head.