Finally, lol I got my darn disc to work...somewhat anyway. I was only able to put in a few chapters, the rest I'm having to type in...and I'm finding out why I didn't stay a secretary all those years ago. hehe, much better at 'making it up' than copying it in. Oh well, I'm posting 10 and 11 just to make it up to you guys who've probably figured I was never going to complete this story. There are 15 Chapters total, so bear with me, lol, only a few left to go. Thanks so much for the reviews guys, and for your patience. :) M.

Bosco, Maurice and Moe, Cont:

Chapter 10

It had been three weeks since Rose and Faith had brought Bosco the things he had asked for. Rose had to come back with the books, they had hauled enough the first time to keep him occupied, or so they thought until Moe started a stink about no books.

Bosco was lying in his bed, on his stomach, the bed covers across his waist, his left foot and calf out, knee bent with his toes crossed over the back of his covered right knee. He was propped up on his right elbow with a scrunched up pillow under the same arm, he was using his left hand to turn the pages of a book he was reading, and was listening through headphones to a CD.

Humming to the music as he read he seemed at peace with himself, there was a slight smile on his lips and his face was relaxed as he lay there. The only movement was his hand as he turned the pages, and his left foot as he kept time to the beat in the song he was enjoying.

It was around 2 a.m. and the ward was quiet tonight.

The night nurse Jamie who was passing by peeked in to check on her favorite patient, smiling when she recognized who was here. It was without a doubt Moe, because Bosco couldn't be that still, when he was out he paced and begged them to find something for him to do.

With the stresses of the outside world gone, and with his mom taking care of his bills and such, and not having to worry about getting shot, or having to deal with even silly things like people who couldn't find their cat, and, having accepted he wasn't getting out of here anytime soon, even Bosco had begun to relax. Maurice as well must have felt safer because the nightmares they suffered from with him were lessening. As he started to have less responsibility for protecting them all with his sarcasm and defensiveness, Bosco had started to look for something to keep Him occupied.

Boredom was NOT Bosco's friend, and Jamie smiled as she remembered the trouble he had gotten into because of it. Like that runaway incident, she knew that had been as much from boredom as from Corning grabbing him. Everyone was still laughing over that, but, he hadn't pulled that one again.

Jamie didn't really care for Corning's bedside manner, but when it came to difficult patients she did seem to have a way with getting them to fall in line. Though not always.

When he'd been allowed to leave his room and walk the floor, he had pulled a few bedpan jokes on them, and the incident with the IV bag...that had been a real hoot.

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"Excuse ME?" Nurse Corning saw him coming but didn't believe her eyes, ignoring her as she stood up behind the desk, continuing on his way as if she'd not spoken Bosco strolled down the hall a grin on his face. A trail of yellow liquid running out of his pajama bottoms left ankle, the entire front of said pajama bottoms soaked from the crotch down, "STOP RIGHT THERE MISTER, DON'T YOU TAKE ANOTHER STEP!"

Coming out from behind the tall counter, moving quickly, she sidestepped the yellow liquid on the linoleum floor attempting to catch up with him, as he sped up to a brisk walk, an unreal amount of what she assumed to be urine trailing still behind him as he did so. J.J.. was about to bust a gut as he watched from down the hall, head leaning out of the room Bosco had just left, hand over his mouth he was trying like hell not to laugh out loud as Corning went around the corner after Bosco.

Following, not about to miss this excitement, motioning to Jamie who'd just come on shift to follow, they together quickly ran to the end of the hall as J.J. quietly filled her in.

"Oh my god," she giggled, "she's going to kill him!" Peeking around the corner they saw that he'd made a strategic mistake and gotten cornered near the end of one of the patient halls, "Oh this could get ugly..." Jamie laughed, clapping her hand over her mouth as Bosco spotted them and gave them a huge grin.

"Yea," J.J.. snickered, "I'm counting on it...shush, don't laugh!" Side by side they watched as Corning, beside herself, let him have it.

"MR. BOSCORELLI, THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR NOT FINDING A BATHROOM!" Corning was in a complete state of disbelief, nothing up to this point had led them to believe he would suddenly be incapable of taking such care of himself, "STOP IT! I DEMAND YOU STOP IT RIGHT NOW!"

Bosco stood grinning over her shoulder looking like the cat that ate the canary as he replied quite calmly and sincerely, "Stop what Nurse Corning?" Blinking at her innocently, he almost lost it when Jamie and J.J.. both laughed outloud, Corning turning to glare at them.

"YOU TWO THINK THIS IS FUNNY? HE'S, HE'S..." turning back to him to see him with the IV bag, in his hand, sucking on the end of the tube, a shit eating smirk on his face as he winked at her.

"HE'S AN IDIOT WHO NEEDS RESTRAINTS!" She finished as she snatched the IV bag and tubing from his hands, Jamie and J.J.. disappeared around the corner, howling with laughter as she leaned in close to him, "You think this is funny?"

"Yea, kinda," Bosco laughed, "but I could be mistaken, they might not be laughing about this..." his grinning changing to a worried look as she moved in closer.

"Get a mop," Nurse Corning growled at him: later he would swear to J.J... that her eyes glowed red as she did so; "now, Mr. Boscorelli, you're going to mop this entire wing, until these floors are so clean you could do surgery on them!"

His face lit up instantly, "Cool!", and without waiting for her to finish he was off and running for the janitor's storeroom.

Dropping her head, Nurse Corning realized she knew three different languages to curse him in as she followed behind him, and she used each one of them now, even if it was only in her head.

Rounding the corner, she came upon Jamie and J.J... in tears, "DON'T YOU TWO HAVE PATIENTS TO TEND TOO?"

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Smiling as she thought about it, Jamie wished they'd all been such easy times, as when he was in a bad mood, well, lets just say everyone stayed out of his way, mostly as in the lunchroom incident it was just the mouth, but occasionally he had needed J.J... to intervene, especially with some of the other difficult male patients. But, they had realized by accident how to keep him from causing trouble, if not from running his mouth.

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Jamie had been on an evening shift, around 10 p.m., about two and a half weeks ago, she'd come in early for another Nurse who'd sprained her ankle on a Coney Island trip...

She realized quickly that Bosco was in charge tonight, sitting in a chair, bent over with his elbows on his thighs, hands pressed together on his knees, tapping his fingers together and looking at the floor, lips pursed together tightly he was rocking back and forth hard, rock music blaring from his room.

"Oh brother," she muttered to herself, when he was agitated like this it could only mean trouble; he would be looking for a fight of some kind soon.

Jamie knew he was bored, hell, he was NYPD, use to the constantly changing scenery, always having something to do, a meeting to go to, or something else to keep him busy, she figured in a way being a cop in New York City was a lot like being a nurse in a busy hospital, never enough time in a shift to get it done. Herself, she didn't like too much down time, so she thought she understood his problem, but didn't know how to fix it.

Before she could back away unseen, he looked up, jumping to his feet, he quickly turned off the CD player racing across the room to where she was standing in the doorway, wishing she'd left before the 'funny' memories had gotten her caught up and caught by him.

"Jamie! Please," he whined, "I've got to get out of this room, I'm going bananas in here!"

"Bosco," she smiled trying to head him off, "where do you think you can get too? You know you can't leave, AND before you start," holding up her palms, "there is nothing I can do about that!"

"No, no," he smiled at her, working his charm, "I'm just talking about this room, I know I can't leave the floor, at least, not without J.J..." Pleading with her now, "please? Hey, can I at least follow you around? Maybe I can carry stuff, or," thinking quickly now, "help you, I can turn patients for you, or," still thinking, "I don't know," really pleading hard now, "anything! you just name it, I'll do it! Please, pretty please?" Blinking at her rapidly, tilting his head to the side, nodding rapidly he poured on the charm act.

As she stood looking at him, watching him work her, she was finding herself contemplating the possibility of actually having a peaceful, or if not exactly peaceful, maybe, reasonably calm night with him. Knowing also that if she didn't do something quickly, his mood would change rapidly, and then the night would be a living hell.

He blinked several times at her, smiling hugely, really pouring on the Boscorelli charm, 'Damn he is good, if only he wasn't so cute,' she thought, mentally sighing, 'damn, my son pulls the same crap to get his way, why am I so weak? Its like they know I'm going to give in, look, look at that, he can tell I'm caving...damn it.' Bosco was standing up straight again his grin larger if that was possible, the look on his face knowing.

Finally smiling and laughing quietly at his antics she sighed loudly, "I know, I'm going to regret this, but," pausing as he began to bounce, 'geesh', "ohhh, aright, you can follow me around, I'm sure we can find something..."

Before the words were out of her mouth, "YES, ALRIGHT, LETS GO!" Bosco was past her and out the door calling back excitedly, "What do you want me to do first? Lead the way Jamie, I am at your disposal!"

"Oh," she worried as she followed him out, "I hope I don't regret this..."

To her amazement, as long as the job wasn't too gross, he was willing to do almost anything she asked, and he was a tireless worker. Jamie had even found him in the break room, emptying the trash, wiping down the bathroom counters and he was whistling while he did so, and she hadn't asked him to do any of it.

Not being one to need a 'brick in the friggin' head' to know when she'd discovered the solution to Bosco's boredom problem, Jamie wrote this up in his chart, Dr. Jedson gave the go ahead for this to continue, and now most days and nights when Bosco was 'in the house' as J.J... put it were decently good ones.

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Bosco was still moody, but it was easier now for them to get him out of the bad ones.

It had also been discovered that he was pretty decent with mechanical things, so when something went wrong with a bed gear or something that wasn't electrical they let him take a stab at it, and as long as he didn't have to deal with people he was happy. He'd also been able to tell a couple of staff who'd complained of car problems what was wrong with their engines, and, he was usually right, Bosco seemed to be really smart about such stuff if not about how to handle people or the book stuff.

'No,' she thought, 'it wasn't the usual tact, it was even unorthodox but, it worked,' and since it wasn't hurting anyone and it was helping him and the staff come to terms he was encouraged to keep it up.

As Jamie stood there now, looking in on him, or Moe, he stretched and rolling onto his back with his book, he noticed her watching him, smiling he pulled the headphones down around his neck as he greeted her, "Hey, Jamie! How are you tonight?"

"I'm having a real good one, and you?" She always waited until he told her it was him to address him by name, just in case, as Bosco got upset if you called him by the wrong name.

"Pretty good actually, I really love this book, and yea," he grinned at her, "its me, Moe." Sitting up, drawing his legs up he gestured for her to sit on the end of the bed.

Jamie really liked talking to Moe, he was easy going, charming and very intelligent. Their conversations were always interesting, he seemed content with his books, music and movies and loved to discuss them with her. She'd also discovered he had a real love, and it seemed from what his mother claimed knack for cooking, quite the chef according to Rose Boscorelli. Moe had promised to cook for her and some of the other staff if and when he was ever released from here. He'd laughingly offered to do it before then, if he was ever allowed in the hospital kitchen, or as he told J.J. around 'sharp objects' again.

Accepting his invitation to sit, Jamie asked, "What are you reading now?" Knowing that as he read voraciously it would probably not be the same as two nights ago when she'd last been on shift.

Glancing down at the book in his lap, he answered as looking up he caught her watching him carefully, "The Mageborn Traitor: Exiles, volume two. Its fantasy and SciFi." His tastes were very eclectic so she was not surprised, "Have you read it?" Moe knew that she also read constantly and loved as much variety as he did in her reading, "Its really quite interesting."

"Its on my list, but with the list I have it'll be a while before I get to it," she laughed leaning over to pull the book from him a moment, flipping through the pages, careful not to lose his place, "I don't read anywhere near as fast as you do mister."

"Yea, well," he grinned sadly as she handed the book back, "I had to develop speed because Bosco hates to read anything that isn't about cars or sports." A quiet laughing starting as he watched her face, "and he will not let me stay out very long when he's awake if I'm reading anyway."

"I can imagine," she laughed with him, thinking, 'he has the most charming laugh, so handsome, those eyes...so soft and gentle'. With a start she mentally shook herself, 'damn woman, get a grip!', sighing to herself, 'if only I was 9 years younger, not married, and the mother of two grown, and grandmother of a two year old...and he wasn't a patient, oh well.' Jamie knew he had this effect on most of the other female nurses and staff, well all except Nurse Corning, and she knew Moe was also a favorite of the male staff, even if Bosco drove them nuts on a daily basis.

Jamie hoped for his sake that one day he would be able to, if not integrate with the other personalities at least be the dominate one, life would certainly be a lot easier for all three then. "So, I heard you had a real good session with Dr. Jedson today?" Deciding her thoughts needed a change of direction especially with that stare he did so often, the slight knowing smirk on his face, as if he knew his effect on her, she took a professional tract now.

"Yes, I did," Moe let her off the hook, smiling now, "the last time I was in session he asked if Bosco or Maurice were aware of what is going on around us when I'm out. I was able to tell him not always," chuckling with a wink, "only because Bosco was asleep then," wriggling his eyebrows at her, as she laughed. "Most of the time we both know what's going on, only Maurice is usually unaware, but, if one of us is sleeping we don't experience the same things, and if we really want to we can keep things from each other." He was now wearing a mischievous grin as she thought about that a moment before commenting.

"Really. That must be confusing sometimes," thinking, 'boy that would get me in trouble quick at home.' "Doesn't that make work hard?"

"It can, let me tell you it's caused a lot of problems," grinning at her, "it wreaks havoc with girlfriends, and Bosco gets called idiot and stupid at work, usually by Sullivan. A lot!" He laughed again, shaking his head, "If you could see Sully...Sullivan, he's another patrol cop, he and Bosco don't really get along well, and those expressions of his! You know sometimes its worth it not to tell Bosco everything that happened just to get to see Sully get those Looks when Bosco gives him a dumb answer to something he was actually involved in, or rather, I was," Winking again at her as she burst out laughing.

Jamie realized Bosco wasn't the only one with a wicked sense of humor.

"Anyway," he waited until she'd recovered some, "when I confirmed for him that we weren't always aware at the same time, he asked me about the night we were brought here, and we discussed why Bosco was not knocked out, and if I was," frowning slightly as he closed the book, leaning back against the headrail, "I told him that I didn't remember anything after Doc drugged us, not until the next day." A slight smile on his face again, "I still have to thank Doc for that," shaking his head slowly, "I have to tell you, I was freaking out, kept thinking we were going to at the very least get shot again. I owe a big thanks to Davis too, another cop, Sullivans partner, he really calmed Bosco down and that let me take over and uh," rolling his eyes, "give up. Thank God they were there, I really think Bosco would have shot that man if they hadn't been." As he stopped talking, Jamie sat quietly seeing he needed a moment.

"Dr. Jedson," he continued after a short time, rubbing the book cover with his thumb, "said that he'd done some research and found out that its possible that if one personality, the aware one, is sedated, it allows another to surface, and many times its as if the drug was never administered. That must be what happened, Doc got me instead of Bosco, and that's why Bosco woke up in the bus, and stayed awake." He looked somewhat impressed by that idea, Jamie could see the wheels turning rapidly.

"I read something like that myself the other day," she'd been doing her own studying on the subject of multiples, hoping to better understand how to help them, and Dr. Jedson had called her in this afternoon to talk to her about it.

"Doc asked me if I wanted to try it, mostly because if Bosco is not asleep or if he wakes up during my session, he forces himself out and that's the end of THAT!" Moe slapped the book against his leg lightly, "Nobody and I mean nobody makes Bosco talk about feelings or our 'history'." Giving a wry grin to her as she commented softly.

"So I've noticed."

"I agreed, and when Bosco was awake and I wasn't he 'slipped him a Mickey' as they say and woke me up." Moe was grinning like a fool now, "I was able to get a lot off my chest, and I have to tell you, knowing the other two were asleep, and I was in complete control for at least a few hours, and they weren't going to wake up and take over...it was, I don't know...life changing?"

Jamie had to laugh at his little boy expression, "I'll bet it was, I know from experience that Bosco can wear a person out fast!" Patting his knee, "I'm glad it worked, you deserve the time," she meant it, and it showed, he nodded as he lowered his eyes, she thought, 'god he's so at ease about it all, I'd probably still be freaking out over what had happened.'

"Well,' she stood up, "I'll let you get back to your reading, ," walking to the door, "enjoy your book, Moe can't sit here all night visiting with you, I have other patients to see about you know."

"Ok, thanks, I'm sure I'll see you later," his comment almost a hesitant question as he picked up the book again, pulling his headphones back into place, a smile breaking out as she replied before closing the door.

"Even if you are my favorite." The door closing behind her, she knew that no matter what happened now on shift, it was still going to be a good one.

Hearing the click of the door's latch, Moe softly commented, "You're my favorite too Jamie Richards, guess that makes us even." Pulling the headphones completely into place and restarting the CD he went back to his book, a soft smile on his face, glancing up at the door once before getting lost again in the pages.

TBC...please, let me know what you think...:)