Damn

Taking the keys from his pocket, Bosco opened the door to his apartment. "Maia?" He called quietly closing the door behind him and throwing the keys on the kitchen table along with his wallet from his back pocket. Making his way thought the dark apartment, he saw Maia curled up under a sheet on the couch with the television still on and the remote in her hand.

"Damn," he smiled, a little disappointed that they wouldn't get to 'play.' He had been looking forward to it she left the precinct.

Leaving her there he made his way into the nursery to check on Lilly. When he looked over into the crib, she was fast asleep on her back with her arms up almost over her head. Bosco smiled inwardly, feeling a wave of pride and love for his daughter. He kissed the tips of his fingers and rubbed her forehead before making his way back out to the living room.

Turning off the television, he took the remote from Maia's hand and rested it on the side table. "Maia," he shook her a little. "Baby, wake up," he knelt down and kissed her forehead trying to rouse her. "Baby," he shook her again and her eyes slowly flickered open. "Hi," he smiled.

"Hey," she squinted, "what time is it?" She rubbed her eyes trying to wake herself up.

Bosco looked over at the clock hanging over the kitchen doorway. "Eleven forty-five."

"Really?" She sat up slowly pulling the sheet up around her. "That's like a record for you or something," she yawned groggily.

"Yeah, well you made it seem as if I should rush home," he raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, damn, I totally fell asleep, I'm sorry Mo," she yawned, her eyes closing again. "Lilly was upset for hours when she woke up and you weren't there. She's been calling for you all night. She actually just went to sleep not to long ago."

"She's been calling for me huh?" He took her arm, "Here, " he helped her up and into the bedroom.

"Yeah, it's like the only thing she knows how to say and she knows it gets her attention."

"Damn if she says it while I'm around."

"She will, tomorrow when you get home from court. You're coming home right?" She raised her arms as he helped her undress. His chest clenched every time he saw the scars on her arms, stomach and sides from when she had been kidnapped two years ago. They were a constant reminder of how he had failed her and also of how much she loved him and stayed with him.

"Yeah, I'll come and take Emily home," he helped her into her pyjamas and into the bed. Taking off his own clothes he climbed in next to her, holding her close to him.

"You're not going to take a shower?" She asked already half asleep.

"I took one at the house," he played with her fingers entwined with his, planting a kiss in the nape of her neck.

"Okay, so you and Faith are going to go by Markus' place with a social worker tomorrow?"

"Not tomorrow, we work next on Sunday. Don't worry about it babe, go to sleep. You have a big day tomorrow," he kissed her again.

"Well just go easy lon him okay, he gets really upset when it comes to his family. I think he's a little unstable you know?"

"Unstable?"

"He's just really confused, he needs help which is why I want him in our home, he can get councelling there."

"Maia, I know you don't like it when I say it, but if these guys are dangerous..."

"Good night Maurice," she squeezed his hand in hers. "Love you."

He opened his mouth to argue but stopped knowing that it was no use. Instead he stayed and lay with her until she fell asleep before cleaning himself up and re-joining her in the bed, falling asleep shortly after.