Title: Old Friends, New Beginnings

Author: Nyna Boscorelli

E-mail: nynaboscorelli@hotmail.com

Disclaimer: Guess what?  I still don't own them!  LoL.

Author's Note: I'm back from the beautiful Maine coast.  And, as promised, I wrote 2 chapters for you guys.  Actually, I wrote 3, so I'm going to post them all tonight.  As always, please R/R.

Chapter Ten

"Dammit!" Bosco slammed his locker shut at the end of the shift.

     "Whoa.  Calm down, man," Davis said.

     "One week, Davis."

     "Uh - right," Davis pretended to know what Bosco was talking about.

     Bosco caught on to this, "She's been my girlfriend for one week and I already screwed up."

     "What'd you do?"

     "I have no friggin' idea, but-" Bosco stopped as Faith entered the locker room.

     She walked past both him and Davis, not saying anything.  Davis left after giving Bosco a look that let him know he was really in the dog house.  Bosco watched as Faith changed into her civvies.  Finally giving in, he walked up behind her and spun her around, "What did I do?"

     "Nothing."

     "Nothing?" he replied.  "Nothing.  If I did nothing, then why am I getting the cold shoulder?  If I didn't do anything, then why is my girlfriend treating me like something she pulled off her shoe?  Tell me, please, because I really would love to know."

     A tear escaped her eye and slid down her cheek.  "Bos, I just can't do this."

     "Do what?"

     "Go out with you.  I can't do it."

     "You didn't seem to have a problem with it when we went out last night."

     "Things have changed.  That's all."

     "Things have changed?  Things have changed!" Bosco slammed his fist into the locker next to him.

     Faith flinched and took a step back.  Bosco noticed this and tried to calm himself down.  'Now, on top of pissing her off for some unknown reason, I scared her, too.'

     He stepped towards her and placed his hand on her shoulder, trying to ease her fright.  "I would never hit you, Faith.  I'm not my father and I'm not Fred," he said softly, leaning his forehead against hers.

     Faith backed away from him, "I can't.  I just can't, Bos."

     "I don't understand, Faith.  How much could things have changed in 24 hours?"

     "They just did."

     Does this have anything to do with Fred?"