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Sweet DreamsDisclaimer:
I do not own anything like in every story. It gets kind of sad not owning anything either. I do own one character on here and the pack that he/she brings with him/her.Note:
I don't know anything about the SWAT team or anything so don't kill me if I get it wrong.~My Jesus - My Savior~
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Bosco had his chin on the palm of his hand and was looking down at The Big Book of Baby Names: Part Two. He glanced up at Faith who was reading The Big Book of Baby Names: Part One. They had gone and gotten these books from the library. They were inside Pal's Restaurant and sitting across from each other in a booth. Faith had her cheek against her fist and was rubbing her stomach with her other hand. They had ordered their food but it hadn't come yet. She had a milkshake and Sprite in front of her. He just had a Root Beer and some water.
"You like the name Andrew?" He asked and gazed up at her.
Faith glared at him then thought about it for a second. "Andrew? No. I don't want to call my son Andy or something like that. No. I want it to be a strong name. Something that stands out kind of." She looked around.
"What do you mean? Andrew is a good name. My best friend in the Rangers, his name was Andrew. He was killed in Iraq last year." He ran his hand over the back of his head and looked at a cute waitress and winked.
She saw this interaction with the two and shook her head. "Bosco if you're gonna flirt then I don't want to fxxxing do this with you! This is my son's name were talking about! So if you wanna talk to her then go do it now!"
He looked around and saw that almost everyone was staring them. "Excuse me. Sorry." He put his head back in his hands and sighed. Bosco glared back down at the book then glanced up at Faith again. "How's Tyler sound?"
"No."
"Well, Faith you're gonna have to decide on something. I mean I'm giving you all these suggestions and you're just shutting them down. It's my son too. We have to agree together. Not just you all right." He sighed.
Faith looked down at the book and ran her hand through her hair. "How do you like, Michael?" She asked and she shook his head. "Why?"
"I don't want to name my first son after my brother. No." He looked back down at the book and she sighed. "Ooo I got it. What about, Brandon? Strong dominant name." He looked up at her and kind of smiled.
"I don't really like that name either." She said with a wrinkled nose and sipped on her soda. Bosco shook his head and looked down at the book again. "I like this name. Elijah. That's a good name. Elijah Mitchell."
Bosco's head shot up when he heard her last words. "Uh. . .excuse me? Mitchell? This is my baby too. What about Boscorelli? The kid is suppose to take the fathers last name." He said in a somewhat loud voice.
"Yeah well I decided to give him my last name." She said and he shook his head then ran both of his hands over his face. "I just think that since you weren't there with me in the beginning that he should have my last name."
"I wasn't with you because you didn't even tell me!" He shouted and again everyone looked over at the couple. Bosco mouthed a curse word at one couple then turned back to Faith. "Why can't he have my last name?"
She looked up at him and sighed. "Because Bosco what if something happens between us? You have already hurt me so bad. I honestly wasn't going to tell you about him. So I was going to give him my last name. I didn't want to be reminded of you. Then I talked to your mom and my mom and Sasha and Ritza. So I just had to tell you after that."
"But I'm here now. I'm here and I'm gonna help you raise him. I'm not gonna be like my father or just be a big asshole. Ok I got a better paying job now. That's good and we can use that money to buy a house and cars."
"Were not getting together Bosco. I want our son to be happy but I can't be with you. I mean when we had sex it was great. I thought we really connected. Then the next morning you tell me that you don't want anything."
"I know Faith. I know. I just. . .do you want him to grow up like you did? In a nut house? Parents are just nuts." She slowly shook her head. "Ok so that's why I want us to work something out. I don't like us not talking."
Faith gazed down at her milkshake and took a quick sip of it. "Fine. We can try to work something out but now, let's just get this boy named." She looked down at the book. "Bosco do you like the name Elijah?"
"Not really. I like the actor though." He chortled and she kind of smirked then turned the page. He looked down at the book that he had and yawned a little. "Oh I found a good one." He said. "Do you like the name Mason?"
She was about to reject when she thought about it for a second. "Actually I do. Yeah I kind of like that name." They both smiled; finally agreeing on something then looked down at their books. "I love the name Jacob. Oh."
"That is a good name." He said softly to himself for a second and thought out loud, "Jacob Mason Boscorelli." He looked back down at his book with a shrug, not noticing Faith's gaze on him. He took of sip of his soda.
"Bosco that's it." She said with a smile and he looked up at her. "Jacob Mason Boscorelli. That's our son's name. That is so perfect." Faith closed her book and rubbed her stomach. "Oh Jakie. No I like Jake. Oh Jake."
"Is he moving?" He asked putting his hand on her stomach. Faith nodded and they both fell silent as they felt their son move within her uterus. Their pinkie fingers were touching and Bosco was looking into her eyes. She met his gaze and took her hand away from her stomach. "I. . .uh. . .have to go to the bathroom." She stood up quickly and glanced back down at him before moving quickly away from the table and back to the bathroom. Bosco sighed.
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Faith was sitting in front of her widescreen television and doing her Maternity Yoga. [: She had on a tight maternity tank top with some stretchy shorts and no socks or shoes. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. :] Jacob was moving allot inside her and she loved that feeling. She loved the idea of naming him Jacob Mason. Bosco had been right about the last name thing. She would hate for Jake to grow up and split between his parents. Seventy percent of her childhood life was like that. Her parents kept splitting up then getting back together. It was like a cycle.
Bosco was sitting in the SWAT house and throwing a ball up and down to himself. All the guys were together downstairs and talking loud. He didn't feel like making jokes that day. He was thinking about Faith and Jacob. He hoped that she was doing all right with her pregnancy. He knew how sometimes she fainted because of the heat or something. He had just got off the phone with her an hour ago. She said that she was going for a power walk then getting some Yoga hours in. She didn't want to keep her pregnancy fat on after she had the baby.
Yvette Sanders was 72 years old and making tea on her stove. She had papers stacked up next to the stove and all around her kitchen and apartment. She loved to keep papers so she could keep history. She walked slowly to the bathroom with her hand on her hip. She had a gas stove and the fire beneath flared out a little and caught on a newspaper next to the stove. It began trailing off to the other papers and it was huge. The other stack of papers next to it caught on fire then in 20-30 seconds the whole kitchen was in flames. Then it began in the living room also.
Faith sat up and looked at the TV. She had her legs spread as wide as her body would let them go with her big belly. She hated doing that position because her stomach got in the way. Also because she had to stay like that for a minute. Faith glanced at her door when she smelled something. She saw some smoke entering the bottom of the door and her eyes widened. "Oh my gosh!" She shouted and stood up then backed away from the door and turned her TV off. She could hear sirens appoarching the building and then heard someone pounding on her door.
Her neighbor, 61 year old Roxanne Butterwick, banged on her door again with her fist and was calling her name. She had been so sweet with her since she had gotten pregnant. She even took her to a doctor's appointment when Lydia couldn't make it. "Faith darling we have to go!" Mrs. Butterwick screamed again and hit the door hard.
She opened the door and was met by some hot fire. It was at the end of the hall. That's where they had to go. Oh gosh what the hell would they do now? Faith was panicking. She could hear all the people in the floor above screaming and stomping around as they tired to find a way to get out. "Oh honey don't breathe this in!" She shouted.
Mrs. Butterwick put one of her wash cloths over Faith's mouth so she and the baby didn't breathe in the smoky air. "We need to get out of here!" Mrs. Butterwick screamed and put her hand on Faith's back and pushed her towards the end of the hallway. They went into Mr. Jenson's apartment and to the window. "Go down first dear!"
Faith crawled out of the window and began to trot down the stairs. She saw the firemen at the bottom, guiding the other people out of the building. Faith thought Mrs. Butterwick was behind her because she heard the footsteps but she wasn't. She had gone back to get her small puppy from her apartment. Croodles was a small Dalmatian.
Just as Faith was pulled off of the ladder by one of the firemen, the building blew up from the inside. "Get back!" She heard a firemen yell. It was DK and he was holding her. "Come on Faith you haveta get back! The bus is around the front! Go get checked out!" She looked around for Mrs. Butterwick. She had no idea where she was or anything.
"Hey Faith," she heard another familiar voice and a gentle hand landed on her back. Faith gazed over and saw Kim standing there and she had a frown on her face. "Come on." She said and put her stethoscope on then placed the other end on her stomach. "Carlos we gotta get an ultrasound in for Faith!" She called over to her partner.
She glanced over just as they rolled a woman out who was covered in burns. She was obviously dead by the way she was laying on the backboard. Also the way Jimmy and Walsh were carrying her, they knew that nothing could be done for her. "Oh my gosh." She whispered and a tear slid down her face. "Oh no Mrs. B." She cried.
Kim saw that Faith must have known the burnt woman. She placed her hand on her friend's shoulder. "Come on Faith." She said softly and guided her into the bus. She sat on the bench and looked out the small window as Carlos drove off. Kim was checking every side of Faith's stomach to see something wrong. Then she called Mercy.
Faith was watching her apartment building build higher up in flames. She couldn't believe that it was gone. Where would her and her baby live now? She looked up at Kim who was grinning at her and checking her out.
The End. . .
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