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Part Two
"Bosco!" she shouted.
Faith looked up at Hobbs and saw a knife clutched in his hand. Faith could see that its tip was red. He grinned down at her and took a step toward her. Then Faith heard the wonderful sound of sirens from outside the building. Help was coming.
Hobbs heard it too. He turned to look out the bedroom window then quickly swung back around. He shoved his son toward the door.
"Jim, go lock the front door."
"No!" Faith heard herself call out.
Hobbs ignored her and stepped over Bosco toward her. He grabbed her roughly by the collar of her jacket and hauled her to her feet. He spun her around and dropped her near the wall. She landed roughly on her injured arm; bright flashes of light exploded behind her eyes and she cried out with pain.
"Stay put!" he told her. He stepped toward the door and shouted out to Jim. "Did you lock that door? I can't see where they are from the back window."
Thankfully, Hobbs had dropped her a few feet from Bosco. She grimaced slightly at the new pain making her arm throb. Faith used a chair near her to push herself over onto her stomach and crawl closer to Bosco.
Bosco was laying on his side with his eyes tightly shut.
"Bosco?" she whispered.
Bosco opened his eyes and looked at her. He looked like he didn't recognize her for a minute. She could see the pain in his eyes. He gasped and swallowed hard. "Faith, are you okay?"
She couldn't help but smile. How could that be the first question on his mind?
"I should ask you the same thing, partner. Hobbs stabbed you. How do you feel?"
She was trying to inch closer to him but her legs were starting to fail her, it was taking too much energy to crawl across the small space.
"I'm okay. I don't think it was too bad. It doesn't hurt too much now."
He was lying. She knew he was lying. He knew he was lying. His face was pale and he had begun to sweat. She had to do something and quick. Then she heard pounding on the front door.
"Police! Open up!" Sully pounded again.
Faith had never been happier to hear anything in her life. She looked over at Bosco he was trying to lift himself off the floor.
"Bosco, what are you doing?" She hissed at him.
"We can't just lie here, Faith. I'm okay I gotta do something." His voice was weak and sweat was starting to bead on his forehead but he was slowly pushing himself to a sitting position against a dresser. Maybe she had been wrong; maybe he really hadn't been injured too badly.
Sully was banging on the door again. "Police! Open the door."
Hobbs returned to the room pulling his son behind him. He turned back toward Bosco and Faith and sneered. Bosco was now sitting up. Hobbs crossed the room and knelt down in front of Bosco.
"Why did you have to come here? I can't go back to jail."
"You don't have a choice. Why don't you stop this now before it gets worse?" Bosco told him.
Hobbs looked at him for a second, and then he turned and looked at Faith. He looked scared now. Maybe he had just realized how bad this situation was. For a second he looked confused then she saw his eyes harden. Hobbs had just made his choice.
"What do I need with choices when I have two cops?" he spat. Then he pulled back his arm and viciously punched Bosco in the face. The impact sent his head flying back into the dresser.
"Agh.." Blood poured from Bosco's nose.
Sully pounded again on the door. "Police!"
The pounding became harder. Sully was now using his weight to break down the door. It wouldn't be long before the old door would give and he would be inside.
"No one knows that we have them, they have to let us go if we have cops. Right?" Jim asked his Dad.
Hobbs ignored him and then ran to the far wall and picked up Bosco's gun. He gave the knife he was still holding to Jim then turned and went to the door of the bedroom.
"Hey, Cop!" he shouted outside to Sully.
The assault on the door stopped.
Hobbs waited a beat then yelled again. "I have hostages. I want you to get out of here!"
"My name is Officer Sullivan. What did you just say about hostages? I didn't hear you."
Faith knew Sully had heard every word. She knew that Davis was on the radio calling for back up and Sully was just trying to stall. They probably had a good idea who was in here with them. After all, their squad was parked right out front and Bosco had called in. Faith heard Bosco's radio crack. Her eyes flew to Bosco's eyes. He didn't know what to do. For once, she could see that he didn't have any clue. He grabbed at his radio but the kid was quicker. Jim grabbed his radio, ripped it from him, and then threw it across the room. Faith watched their only connection to the world outside skid across the room and shatter against the wall. Hobbs flew across the room and grabbed his son by the arm.
"What did you do that for?" he growled at him.
"He was trying to call for help."
"We could have used that. We could have listened to what they were planning."
"Hello?" Sully shouted through the door.
Hobbs glared at his son then pushed him away. Jim looked scared; he didn't know what to do. Hobbs stepped toward Faith and grabbed her by her good arm. He yanked her up and pulled her toward the door to the bedroom.
"Tell them to leave."
"They can't do that, Hobbs," she tried to tell him.
Hobbs pulled her around until he was just an inch from her face. He was breathing heavy and his eyes were like steel.
"Tell them," he said through gritted teeth.
He pushed her a little closer to the bedroom door and then pushed the gun into her back. Faith took a deep breath.
"Sully, its Faith."
"Faith? Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, Sully we're good."
Hobbs leaned into her and muttered into her ear. "Tell them I want to walk out of here. Tell them I'm not going to jail."
"Sully, they want a ride out of here. Mr. Hobbs doesn't want jail time."
Sully was silent for a second then.
"Mr. Hobbs. I'm going to try and do anything you want. But you have to let the officers go."
"No way! You don't let me leave I'm going to kill one of them!" Hobbs yelled at the closed door.
He turned and shoved Faith back into the room. She landed hard on her side. She looked up into Bosco's eyes and saw something she never liked to see in Bosco's eyes. He had a plan.
Bosco held her eyes for a second, then looked away. He searched the room for something then returned his gaze to her. Faith used her good arm to pull herself the foot or so between herself and Bosco.
His nose had stopped bleeding but he still had beads of sweat on his forehead. When she was close enough to him, she reached out and touched his hand. Faith was alarmed to feel his hand was cool to the touch.
"Bosco?"
He smiled at her. "I think I can get Jim to help us out of this. I've got to do something to get us out of here."
"Bosco, Sully is here. Just stay put, don't be a hero."
He smiled at her and licked his lips. "I'm your partner Faith; I'm not going to let him hurt you."
Faith chuckled. Why did that seem so funny? She rested her head on the floor for a second, then raised her head again to look in his eyes. "I think you're a little too late for that."
Bosco grunted, nodded his head and gave her a sad smile.
Faith wanted to tell him to just relax; help would be coming soon. However, Bosco had plans of his own and they did not include being a bystander in this whole disaster. Faith pulled herself up beside Bosco and let her head fall back to rest on the dresser behind her. Her arm no longer hurt but throbbed. Was that a good sign? She wasn't sure. She looked down at her shoulder and was surprised to see the amount of blood that was soaking her uniform sleeve and upper chest.
"When I tell you to, yell for Sully," Bosco whispered to her. "Hey, kid!" Bosco called.
Jim turned from his father to look at them. He looked a lot younger than he had ten minutes ago. "What?"
"Come here."
Jim looked uncertain. He turned his head and glanced at his dad. Hobbs had moved into the small living room and was now pacing the length before the door. He was mumbling something about someone killing him.
Hobbs stopped and yelled at the door. "I'm going to kill the woman if you don't let me outta here. Did you hear me?"
"Mr. Hobbs, please I need for you to calm down. I'm working on a car, okay?" Sully yelled through the door.
Hobbs went back to pacing. He was ignoring the trio in the other room.
Jim turned back to look at Bosco. He took one step toward Bosco and stopped. "My dad can't go back to jail. They almost killed him in there."
Faith looked up at Jim. He looked different to her now. Gone was the kid that had screamed at her and attacked Bosco. In front of her stood a scared kid that was in way over his head.
"Jim, you have to help us," she told him softly.
"I can't, he would..."
Jim stopped whatever he was about to say and glanced back over his shoulder at his Father.
"Jim, come here," Bosco called him quietly. His voice was low and the tone came out more like a command.
Jim was moving again probably before he thought about what he was doing. Jim stepped over Faith and leaned down in front of Bosco.
Faith saw the small twitch in Bosco's jaw and she knew what was coming.
Bosco grabbed Jim's shirt so fast that it surprised the kid. Bosco yanked him down with surprising force.
Jim lost his balance and tripped into Bosco. Bosco had a grip on Jim's upper arm with one hand and twisted the knife out of Jim's hand with the other.
Faith kicked at his legs. Jim went down hard. Bosco rolled over on top of him and pressed the blade of the knife against Jim's throat.
"Now, Faith, now!" he grunted.
Faith turned toward the door. Hobbs had heard the noise and was charging from the other room. He was already almost on top of them. "Sully, get in here now!"
Then Hobbs was on top of them. Faith tried to kick him, but he bent down and grabbed her by the hair. He yanked her up and then threw her across the room like she weighed nothing. She landed a few feet away next to the bed on her stomach.
She couldn't breathe and she saw gray shadows creeping around the edges of her vision. She heard the struggle behind her and forced herself to blink away the pain that now ran down not just her arm, but down her right side too.
That's when she saw the glint of Bosco's gun under the bed. Faith reached for the gun and grabbed the cool metal. She forced herself to ignore the pain in her body and roll over so she was facing the struggle behind her.
Faith saw two things at almost the same second. The first was Sully breaking through the door in the far room and stumbling toward them. The second thing was Hobbs; he had wrestled the knife from Bosco's hand and was swinging the gun down towards Bosco's head.
Faith pulled the trigger.
The gun connected with the side of Bosco's head just as the bullet Faith fired slammed into Hobbs' chest.
Hobbs jerked back and fell to the floor.
Every bit of energy Faith had evaporated from her body. The gun dropped from her hand, her head became too heavy to hold up, and she dropped it to the floor. Her mind raced. Bosco!
Faith forced her head up and watched Sully roll Hobbs off Bosco. Davis bent down and grabbed Jim; he forced him to his feet and pushed him into the wall face first. Faith saw Sully feel for a pulse and frown.
Faith's heart dropped.
"Sully?" Faith whispered.
Sully looked up at her. "Faith, how you doing, talk to me?"
Faith realized suddenly that Doc and Kim were jogging into the room. Doc went straight to Bosco and Kim ran to Faith.
Faith felt herself slowing rolled over. She was now resting on her back and looking up at Kim and the ceiling above. Kim smiled down at her as she started to examine her shoulder. "Faith, can you hear me?" Kim called.
"Yeah...Bosco...how's Bosco?"
Kim glanced at Bosco and Doc then returned her concentration to Faith. "Looks like he has a pretty bad cut on his forehead but I really can't..."
Faith's vision began to blur but she grabbed Kim's hand and pulled on it, "Kim, he was stabbed. His back...I don't know how badly."
Kim looked alarmed. She raised her head to look at Doc. "Doc, Faith says Bosco was stabbed."
"Where?" Doc asked impatiently.
"His back somewhere. How is he?"
"He's in shock. We've got to move now."
Faith heard noise then cursing.
"I lost his pulse!" Doc shouted.
"No, please...Bosco," Faith whispered.
To be continued…
I really love them and for those that called me evil… Thank-you :)
Part Two
"Bosco!" she shouted.
Faith looked up at Hobbs and saw a knife clutched in his hand. Faith could see that its tip was red. He grinned down at her and took a step toward her. Then Faith heard the wonderful sound of sirens from outside the building. Help was coming.
Hobbs heard it too. He turned to look out the bedroom window then quickly swung back around. He shoved his son toward the door.
"Jim, go lock the front door."
"No!" Faith heard herself call out.
Hobbs ignored her and stepped over Bosco toward her. He grabbed her roughly by the collar of her jacket and hauled her to her feet. He spun her around and dropped her near the wall. She landed roughly on her injured arm; bright flashes of light exploded behind her eyes and she cried out with pain.
"Stay put!" he told her. He stepped toward the door and shouted out to Jim. "Did you lock that door? I can't see where they are from the back window."
Thankfully, Hobbs had dropped her a few feet from Bosco. She grimaced slightly at the new pain making her arm throb. Faith used a chair near her to push herself over onto her stomach and crawl closer to Bosco.
Bosco was laying on his side with his eyes tightly shut.
"Bosco?" she whispered.
Bosco opened his eyes and looked at her. He looked like he didn't recognize her for a minute. She could see the pain in his eyes. He gasped and swallowed hard. "Faith, are you okay?"
She couldn't help but smile. How could that be the first question on his mind?
"I should ask you the same thing, partner. Hobbs stabbed you. How do you feel?"
She was trying to inch closer to him but her legs were starting to fail her, it was taking too much energy to crawl across the small space.
"I'm okay. I don't think it was too bad. It doesn't hurt too much now."
He was lying. She knew he was lying. He knew he was lying. His face was pale and he had begun to sweat. She had to do something and quick. Then she heard pounding on the front door.
"Police! Open up!" Sully pounded again.
Faith had never been happier to hear anything in her life. She looked over at Bosco he was trying to lift himself off the floor.
"Bosco, what are you doing?" She hissed at him.
"We can't just lie here, Faith. I'm okay I gotta do something." His voice was weak and sweat was starting to bead on his forehead but he was slowly pushing himself to a sitting position against a dresser. Maybe she had been wrong; maybe he really hadn't been injured too badly.
Sully was banging on the door again. "Police! Open the door."
Hobbs returned to the room pulling his son behind him. He turned back toward Bosco and Faith and sneered. Bosco was now sitting up. Hobbs crossed the room and knelt down in front of Bosco.
"Why did you have to come here? I can't go back to jail."
"You don't have a choice. Why don't you stop this now before it gets worse?" Bosco told him.
Hobbs looked at him for a second, and then he turned and looked at Faith. He looked scared now. Maybe he had just realized how bad this situation was. For a second he looked confused then she saw his eyes harden. Hobbs had just made his choice.
"What do I need with choices when I have two cops?" he spat. Then he pulled back his arm and viciously punched Bosco in the face. The impact sent his head flying back into the dresser.
"Agh.." Blood poured from Bosco's nose.
Sully pounded again on the door. "Police!"
The pounding became harder. Sully was now using his weight to break down the door. It wouldn't be long before the old door would give and he would be inside.
"No one knows that we have them, they have to let us go if we have cops. Right?" Jim asked his Dad.
Hobbs ignored him and then ran to the far wall and picked up Bosco's gun. He gave the knife he was still holding to Jim then turned and went to the door of the bedroom.
"Hey, Cop!" he shouted outside to Sully.
The assault on the door stopped.
Hobbs waited a beat then yelled again. "I have hostages. I want you to get out of here!"
"My name is Officer Sullivan. What did you just say about hostages? I didn't hear you."
Faith knew Sully had heard every word. She knew that Davis was on the radio calling for back up and Sully was just trying to stall. They probably had a good idea who was in here with them. After all, their squad was parked right out front and Bosco had called in. Faith heard Bosco's radio crack. Her eyes flew to Bosco's eyes. He didn't know what to do. For once, she could see that he didn't have any clue. He grabbed at his radio but the kid was quicker. Jim grabbed his radio, ripped it from him, and then threw it across the room. Faith watched their only connection to the world outside skid across the room and shatter against the wall. Hobbs flew across the room and grabbed his son by the arm.
"What did you do that for?" he growled at him.
"He was trying to call for help."
"We could have used that. We could have listened to what they were planning."
"Hello?" Sully shouted through the door.
Hobbs glared at his son then pushed him away. Jim looked scared; he didn't know what to do. Hobbs stepped toward Faith and grabbed her by her good arm. He yanked her up and pulled her toward the door to the bedroom.
"Tell them to leave."
"They can't do that, Hobbs," she tried to tell him.
Hobbs pulled her around until he was just an inch from her face. He was breathing heavy and his eyes were like steel.
"Tell them," he said through gritted teeth.
He pushed her a little closer to the bedroom door and then pushed the gun into her back. Faith took a deep breath.
"Sully, its Faith."
"Faith? Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, Sully we're good."
Hobbs leaned into her and muttered into her ear. "Tell them I want to walk out of here. Tell them I'm not going to jail."
"Sully, they want a ride out of here. Mr. Hobbs doesn't want jail time."
Sully was silent for a second then.
"Mr. Hobbs. I'm going to try and do anything you want. But you have to let the officers go."
"No way! You don't let me leave I'm going to kill one of them!" Hobbs yelled at the closed door.
He turned and shoved Faith back into the room. She landed hard on her side. She looked up into Bosco's eyes and saw something she never liked to see in Bosco's eyes. He had a plan.
Bosco held her eyes for a second, then looked away. He searched the room for something then returned his gaze to her. Faith used her good arm to pull herself the foot or so between herself and Bosco.
His nose had stopped bleeding but he still had beads of sweat on his forehead. When she was close enough to him, she reached out and touched his hand. Faith was alarmed to feel his hand was cool to the touch.
"Bosco?"
He smiled at her. "I think I can get Jim to help us out of this. I've got to do something to get us out of here."
"Bosco, Sully is here. Just stay put, don't be a hero."
He smiled at her and licked his lips. "I'm your partner Faith; I'm not going to let him hurt you."
Faith chuckled. Why did that seem so funny? She rested her head on the floor for a second, then raised her head again to look in his eyes. "I think you're a little too late for that."
Bosco grunted, nodded his head and gave her a sad smile.
Faith wanted to tell him to just relax; help would be coming soon. However, Bosco had plans of his own and they did not include being a bystander in this whole disaster. Faith pulled herself up beside Bosco and let her head fall back to rest on the dresser behind her. Her arm no longer hurt but throbbed. Was that a good sign? She wasn't sure. She looked down at her shoulder and was surprised to see the amount of blood that was soaking her uniform sleeve and upper chest.
"When I tell you to, yell for Sully," Bosco whispered to her. "Hey, kid!" Bosco called.
Jim turned from his father to look at them. He looked a lot younger than he had ten minutes ago. "What?"
"Come here."
Jim looked uncertain. He turned his head and glanced at his dad. Hobbs had moved into the small living room and was now pacing the length before the door. He was mumbling something about someone killing him.
Hobbs stopped and yelled at the door. "I'm going to kill the woman if you don't let me outta here. Did you hear me?"
"Mr. Hobbs, please I need for you to calm down. I'm working on a car, okay?" Sully yelled through the door.
Hobbs went back to pacing. He was ignoring the trio in the other room.
Jim turned back to look at Bosco. He took one step toward Bosco and stopped. "My dad can't go back to jail. They almost killed him in there."
Faith looked up at Jim. He looked different to her now. Gone was the kid that had screamed at her and attacked Bosco. In front of her stood a scared kid that was in way over his head.
"Jim, you have to help us," she told him softly.
"I can't, he would..."
Jim stopped whatever he was about to say and glanced back over his shoulder at his Father.
"Jim, come here," Bosco called him quietly. His voice was low and the tone came out more like a command.
Jim was moving again probably before he thought about what he was doing. Jim stepped over Faith and leaned down in front of Bosco.
Faith saw the small twitch in Bosco's jaw and she knew what was coming.
Bosco grabbed Jim's shirt so fast that it surprised the kid. Bosco yanked him down with surprising force.
Jim lost his balance and tripped into Bosco. Bosco had a grip on Jim's upper arm with one hand and twisted the knife out of Jim's hand with the other.
Faith kicked at his legs. Jim went down hard. Bosco rolled over on top of him and pressed the blade of the knife against Jim's throat.
"Now, Faith, now!" he grunted.
Faith turned toward the door. Hobbs had heard the noise and was charging from the other room. He was already almost on top of them. "Sully, get in here now!"
Then Hobbs was on top of them. Faith tried to kick him, but he bent down and grabbed her by the hair. He yanked her up and then threw her across the room like she weighed nothing. She landed a few feet away next to the bed on her stomach.
She couldn't breathe and she saw gray shadows creeping around the edges of her vision. She heard the struggle behind her and forced herself to blink away the pain that now ran down not just her arm, but down her right side too.
That's when she saw the glint of Bosco's gun under the bed. Faith reached for the gun and grabbed the cool metal. She forced herself to ignore the pain in her body and roll over so she was facing the struggle behind her.
Faith saw two things at almost the same second. The first was Sully breaking through the door in the far room and stumbling toward them. The second thing was Hobbs; he had wrestled the knife from Bosco's hand and was swinging the gun down towards Bosco's head.
Faith pulled the trigger.
The gun connected with the side of Bosco's head just as the bullet Faith fired slammed into Hobbs' chest.
Hobbs jerked back and fell to the floor.
Every bit of energy Faith had evaporated from her body. The gun dropped from her hand, her head became too heavy to hold up, and she dropped it to the floor. Her mind raced. Bosco!
Faith forced her head up and watched Sully roll Hobbs off Bosco. Davis bent down and grabbed Jim; he forced him to his feet and pushed him into the wall face first. Faith saw Sully feel for a pulse and frown.
Faith's heart dropped.
"Sully?" Faith whispered.
Sully looked up at her. "Faith, how you doing, talk to me?"
Faith realized suddenly that Doc and Kim were jogging into the room. Doc went straight to Bosco and Kim ran to Faith.
Faith felt herself slowing rolled over. She was now resting on her back and looking up at Kim and the ceiling above. Kim smiled down at her as she started to examine her shoulder. "Faith, can you hear me?" Kim called.
"Yeah...Bosco...how's Bosco?"
Kim glanced at Bosco and Doc then returned her concentration to Faith. "Looks like he has a pretty bad cut on his forehead but I really can't..."
Faith's vision began to blur but she grabbed Kim's hand and pulled on it, "Kim, he was stabbed. His back...I don't know how badly."
Kim looked alarmed. She raised her head to look at Doc. "Doc, Faith says Bosco was stabbed."
"Where?" Doc asked impatiently.
"His back somewhere. How is he?"
"He's in shock. We've got to move now."
Faith heard noise then cursing.
"I lost his pulse!" Doc shouted.
"No, please...Bosco," Faith whispered.
To be continued…
