Shattered
Chapter 9
Disclaimer: NBC, WB, John Wells and a whole bunch more own Third Watch.
Authors Note: I would just like to say sorry to all you Mikey fans but someone had to be the bad guy and push Bosco over the edge and since I have only seen Mikey in two episodes it was easy to make him the bad guy. So hopefully I'll still have some readers at the end of this chapter....if not it was fun writing this fic :-)
Feedback: Always wanted good or bad.
E-Mail: Farewellparty2002@yahoo.ca (don't be afraid to use it :-) )
Ok on with the story.
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He calmly walked into the station, not wanting to draw attention to himself. He continued up to where they were holding Mikey. He was in a cell all by himself, shooting a cop often awarded that kind of attention. When he got there he noticed Mikey laying on his cot sleeping. He couldn't imagine how Mikey could be sleeping after what he had done.
He walked up to the officer who was working at the desk, who luckily for him was a rookie. Rookies were always easier to intimidate. Bosco flashed his badge and in a voice that was hard and icy he told the officer to "disappear"
Slightly shaken by the coldness in Bosco's voice the officer just sat there.
"Now!"
The officer stood up and gave some feable excuse about having to leave and left.
Bosco grabbed the keys off the desk and opened the cell. He threw the keys back on to the desk and walked in leaving the cell door slightly ajar. He walked over to Mikey and pulled him off the bed. Mikey might have been coward enough to shoot Faith when she was unarmed but Bosco was going to give him full chance to defend himself before he kicked his ass.
Mikey fell hard to the floor. Startled by what happened he jumped up and backed to the wall.
Bosco continued towards him feeling nothing but anger and hatred. He had never felt this way before about anybody. Day after day he saw the worst of the worst, rapist, killers, molesters but none of them had ever managed to invoke this kind of feeling in him. A hatred so strong that he was cold inside. He never would of believed he would feel this way towards his own brother but he did. How could Mikey have done it? Shoot Faith after realizing it was her and just stand there while she bleed to death. He knew Faith, how could he do it?
He had almost reached Mikey when Mikey started to laugh, a real laugh. Not one out of fear or nervousness but a real laugh. Bosco stopped in his tracks. 'What the hell was he doing? How could he possibly laughing after what he did?' Bosco felt a chill run through him. 'What the hell was wrong with Mikey?'
Bosco had been so shocked by Mikey's reaction that he didn't notice Gusler sneak into the room and stay by the door watching everything that was about to happen.
"You talked to her didn't you? Why else would you be here looking like that?" Mike said as he nodded towards Bosco.
Bosco just stood there starting at him. He had no clue what was up with Mikey but it was something he had never seen in Mikey before. It was scaring him.
"What's wrong Mo? You looked confused. Something bothering you?....I think I know what it is. You talked to Faith and she had some interesting things to say about me didn't she?....Well Mo you're disappointing me, aren't you going to ask why I did it? What was I thinking? I dare you to ask.... come on be a good boy and play this game with your little brother, it'll be fun." Mikey's voice was normal, his tone condescending.
Bosco still couldn't believe what was going on, He just couldn't figure it out. This wasn't the Mikey he knew. He didn't recognize this man in front of him. Mikey might have been a lot of things but he wasn't this, he wasn't a cold blooded killer. Was he?
"Ask!"
"Why?" Bosco asked.
"Well because of you of course. Gee you aren't as smart as you thought you were, are you? If you couldn't figure that one out."
"Because of me?" Bosco asked feeling a chill and sickness flow through him.
"Well yeah, What better way to get to you? You act like you're untouchable, like we are all beneath you. The great Maurice Boscorelli, No worries, no cares, cold as ice well with everyone and everything except for her. Hell you even threw your own brother in jail didn't you?....but this, this bothered you didn't it?" With a smirk Mikey continued "You should of seen yourself when you saw her lying there, like your world was fading away....aw poor Mo, was that what it was like? Huh?"
"You bastard! You sick son of a bitch! You did this, you almost killed her to get back at me for throwing your ass in jail?" He started towards Mikey again.
Mikey jumped out of the way "What do you take me for? Do you think I'm crazy? Would I shoot someone just because you threw me in jail? Give me some credit. No, this was for everything."
"Everything? What fucking everything?! What could I have possibly done for you to do this?"
"Uh-uh no changing the game, we weren't finished yet. I still need to tell you what happened. Don't you want to know what happened when I shot her? Don't you want to know about the look of fear I saw in her eyes when she knew I was going to pull the trigger? Or how about the sound she made when she hit the ground, you know the loud lifeless thud. Or maybe you might want to know how the blood started slowly flowing out of her, staining her cloths and forming a puddle on the ground. But that's all I could tell you because you got there to see the rest. The color draining out of her and her warm body starting to get cold. You felt it didn't you? You felt her drifting away and there was nothing you could do about it. Not to much in control then where you?"
"Shut up! Shut up you sick son of a bitch!"
"You know I didn't plan on it, never even thought about it till then. It just kinda happened. I didn't see her until I heard that cracking sound and when I turned around and she was there. I did take my gun out because I was scared that that guy who almost killed me before would come back. I wasn't lying about that but you didn't care did you. Whatever shit I got myself into I could get myself out of, right? Anyway there was Faith just standing there looking at me, I never had anything against Faith, she's always been nice to me but hey you win some you loose some, right? Isn't that your attitude? You know she didn't even have her gun drawn, not very good police work is it? I was about to put my gun down when she said my name and in that split second I saw you finding her seeing her hit the ground and what it would do to you. So I pulled the trigger. She was only a couple of feet away, the bullet ripped through her vest and she flew back and hit the ground. I expected you to come running from somewhere, but you didn't did you? You weren't even there. That other cop was. Why weren't you there? Why weren't you there protecting your partner huh?"
Bosco was going numb. How could Mikey have done this? He had been right from the beginning it was his fault that Faith was shot, all his fault. Mikey did it because of him. To get back at him. He had used Faith and he wasn't there to protect her. He might as well have pulled the trigger himself.
"You want to know what the best part was? Come on I know you want to know....Ok fine I'll tell you anyway. You running to her, falling down beside her crying doing all you could to help her but knowing you couldn't do a damn thing. I didn't know you could actually care that much for someone, It was quite the learning experience...I had you believing it was just an accident too didn't I? Until that damn cop opened his mouth but maybe it's better this way to see the look on your face knowing it was your fault, you were the reason she got shot and it was your own loving brother that did it, priceless."
"What did I do to make you hate me so much?" Bosco asked quietly.
"It's more what you didn't do. You never cared what was going on with us unless you could ride in and play the hero. ma get's beaten up by her boyfriend well here comes Mo in to the rescue. I start dealing, well here comes Mo the super cop to arrest me. All our lives it's been like that. You never cared about anything. Except you your damned job and Faith."
"That's not true, you know I would do anything for you and ma."
"Is that right? Then tell me why did you let dad in all those times huh?"
"That's not fair."
"That's not fair? What's not fair is that ma got all those beatings because you were to stupid to leave him outside. You would think you would have learned but nope. You saw what happened and you would do it again."
Bosco had enough he couldn't take it anymore, he stormed up to Mikey and grabbed him by the throat, holding him up against the wall. Using all his strength he began to squeeze harder and harder. Mikey was gasping for air, struggling hitting Bosco with his arms drawing some blood but Bosco didn't flinch. He just stood there squeezing harder and harder. Mikey's gasps were getting fewer in between, his eyes were bulging, his color getting paler and his struggling had died down.
"BOSCO! BOSCO!"
He felt strong hands pull him away from Mikey. Mikey hit the floor grabbing his neck and gasping for air. He turned around to see Sully and Davis. Sully had been the one to pull him off of Mikey. He began to back away. What did he do? He almost killed his brother with his bare hands if Sully wouldn't have gotten there in time, he would have. What was happening to him? He had gotten Faith shot, ruined what relationship he had with Charlie and Emily and now he almost killed his own brother.
"Bos what happened? What's wrong?" Davis asked.
"He shot her because of me.... He did it to get back at me." He managed to get out.
Davis and Sully both looked at Mikey with a look of hatred and disbelief.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Asked the captain walking in and seeing Mikey on the ground still gasping for air and Bosco with cut's on his face that were bleeding.
"Boscorelli?!"
"I...I..."
"Officer Boscorelli had come by to talk to his brother, I came in here to get Mr. Boscorelli for some more questioning when I was called away for a moment. Bosco offered to take him down for me when he went in to get Mr. Boscorelli, Mr. Boscorelli jump him. Bosco was only defending himself sir."
The captain looked around the room and noticed Gusler by the door.
"Were you here when it happened, When did you get here?"
"I arrived here right after Officer Boscorelli sir."
Bosco, Davis and Sully looked at each other none of them had noticed Gusler standing by the door until now.
"Well then is that what happened?"
Chapter 9
Disclaimer: NBC, WB, John Wells and a whole bunch more own Third Watch.
Authors Note: I would just like to say sorry to all you Mikey fans but someone had to be the bad guy and push Bosco over the edge and since I have only seen Mikey in two episodes it was easy to make him the bad guy. So hopefully I'll still have some readers at the end of this chapter....if not it was fun writing this fic :-)
Feedback: Always wanted good or bad.
E-Mail: Farewellparty2002@yahoo.ca (don't be afraid to use it :-) )
Ok on with the story.
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He calmly walked into the station, not wanting to draw attention to himself. He continued up to where they were holding Mikey. He was in a cell all by himself, shooting a cop often awarded that kind of attention. When he got there he noticed Mikey laying on his cot sleeping. He couldn't imagine how Mikey could be sleeping after what he had done.
He walked up to the officer who was working at the desk, who luckily for him was a rookie. Rookies were always easier to intimidate. Bosco flashed his badge and in a voice that was hard and icy he told the officer to "disappear"
Slightly shaken by the coldness in Bosco's voice the officer just sat there.
"Now!"
The officer stood up and gave some feable excuse about having to leave and left.
Bosco grabbed the keys off the desk and opened the cell. He threw the keys back on to the desk and walked in leaving the cell door slightly ajar. He walked over to Mikey and pulled him off the bed. Mikey might have been coward enough to shoot Faith when she was unarmed but Bosco was going to give him full chance to defend himself before he kicked his ass.
Mikey fell hard to the floor. Startled by what happened he jumped up and backed to the wall.
Bosco continued towards him feeling nothing but anger and hatred. He had never felt this way before about anybody. Day after day he saw the worst of the worst, rapist, killers, molesters but none of them had ever managed to invoke this kind of feeling in him. A hatred so strong that he was cold inside. He never would of believed he would feel this way towards his own brother but he did. How could Mikey have done it? Shoot Faith after realizing it was her and just stand there while she bleed to death. He knew Faith, how could he do it?
He had almost reached Mikey when Mikey started to laugh, a real laugh. Not one out of fear or nervousness but a real laugh. Bosco stopped in his tracks. 'What the hell was he doing? How could he possibly laughing after what he did?' Bosco felt a chill run through him. 'What the hell was wrong with Mikey?'
Bosco had been so shocked by Mikey's reaction that he didn't notice Gusler sneak into the room and stay by the door watching everything that was about to happen.
"You talked to her didn't you? Why else would you be here looking like that?" Mike said as he nodded towards Bosco.
Bosco just stood there starting at him. He had no clue what was up with Mikey but it was something he had never seen in Mikey before. It was scaring him.
"What's wrong Mo? You looked confused. Something bothering you?....I think I know what it is. You talked to Faith and she had some interesting things to say about me didn't she?....Well Mo you're disappointing me, aren't you going to ask why I did it? What was I thinking? I dare you to ask.... come on be a good boy and play this game with your little brother, it'll be fun." Mikey's voice was normal, his tone condescending.
Bosco still couldn't believe what was going on, He just couldn't figure it out. This wasn't the Mikey he knew. He didn't recognize this man in front of him. Mikey might have been a lot of things but he wasn't this, he wasn't a cold blooded killer. Was he?
"Ask!"
"Why?" Bosco asked.
"Well because of you of course. Gee you aren't as smart as you thought you were, are you? If you couldn't figure that one out."
"Because of me?" Bosco asked feeling a chill and sickness flow through him.
"Well yeah, What better way to get to you? You act like you're untouchable, like we are all beneath you. The great Maurice Boscorelli, No worries, no cares, cold as ice well with everyone and everything except for her. Hell you even threw your own brother in jail didn't you?....but this, this bothered you didn't it?" With a smirk Mikey continued "You should of seen yourself when you saw her lying there, like your world was fading away....aw poor Mo, was that what it was like? Huh?"
"You bastard! You sick son of a bitch! You did this, you almost killed her to get back at me for throwing your ass in jail?" He started towards Mikey again.
Mikey jumped out of the way "What do you take me for? Do you think I'm crazy? Would I shoot someone just because you threw me in jail? Give me some credit. No, this was for everything."
"Everything? What fucking everything?! What could I have possibly done for you to do this?"
"Uh-uh no changing the game, we weren't finished yet. I still need to tell you what happened. Don't you want to know what happened when I shot her? Don't you want to know about the look of fear I saw in her eyes when she knew I was going to pull the trigger? Or how about the sound she made when she hit the ground, you know the loud lifeless thud. Or maybe you might want to know how the blood started slowly flowing out of her, staining her cloths and forming a puddle on the ground. But that's all I could tell you because you got there to see the rest. The color draining out of her and her warm body starting to get cold. You felt it didn't you? You felt her drifting away and there was nothing you could do about it. Not to much in control then where you?"
"Shut up! Shut up you sick son of a bitch!"
"You know I didn't plan on it, never even thought about it till then. It just kinda happened. I didn't see her until I heard that cracking sound and when I turned around and she was there. I did take my gun out because I was scared that that guy who almost killed me before would come back. I wasn't lying about that but you didn't care did you. Whatever shit I got myself into I could get myself out of, right? Anyway there was Faith just standing there looking at me, I never had anything against Faith, she's always been nice to me but hey you win some you loose some, right? Isn't that your attitude? You know she didn't even have her gun drawn, not very good police work is it? I was about to put my gun down when she said my name and in that split second I saw you finding her seeing her hit the ground and what it would do to you. So I pulled the trigger. She was only a couple of feet away, the bullet ripped through her vest and she flew back and hit the ground. I expected you to come running from somewhere, but you didn't did you? You weren't even there. That other cop was. Why weren't you there? Why weren't you there protecting your partner huh?"
Bosco was going numb. How could Mikey have done this? He had been right from the beginning it was his fault that Faith was shot, all his fault. Mikey did it because of him. To get back at him. He had used Faith and he wasn't there to protect her. He might as well have pulled the trigger himself.
"You want to know what the best part was? Come on I know you want to know....Ok fine I'll tell you anyway. You running to her, falling down beside her crying doing all you could to help her but knowing you couldn't do a damn thing. I didn't know you could actually care that much for someone, It was quite the learning experience...I had you believing it was just an accident too didn't I? Until that damn cop opened his mouth but maybe it's better this way to see the look on your face knowing it was your fault, you were the reason she got shot and it was your own loving brother that did it, priceless."
"What did I do to make you hate me so much?" Bosco asked quietly.
"It's more what you didn't do. You never cared what was going on with us unless you could ride in and play the hero. ma get's beaten up by her boyfriend well here comes Mo in to the rescue. I start dealing, well here comes Mo the super cop to arrest me. All our lives it's been like that. You never cared about anything. Except you your damned job and Faith."
"That's not true, you know I would do anything for you and ma."
"Is that right? Then tell me why did you let dad in all those times huh?"
"That's not fair."
"That's not fair? What's not fair is that ma got all those beatings because you were to stupid to leave him outside. You would think you would have learned but nope. You saw what happened and you would do it again."
Bosco had enough he couldn't take it anymore, he stormed up to Mikey and grabbed him by the throat, holding him up against the wall. Using all his strength he began to squeeze harder and harder. Mikey was gasping for air, struggling hitting Bosco with his arms drawing some blood but Bosco didn't flinch. He just stood there squeezing harder and harder. Mikey's gasps were getting fewer in between, his eyes were bulging, his color getting paler and his struggling had died down.
"BOSCO! BOSCO!"
He felt strong hands pull him away from Mikey. Mikey hit the floor grabbing his neck and gasping for air. He turned around to see Sully and Davis. Sully had been the one to pull him off of Mikey. He began to back away. What did he do? He almost killed his brother with his bare hands if Sully wouldn't have gotten there in time, he would have. What was happening to him? He had gotten Faith shot, ruined what relationship he had with Charlie and Emily and now he almost killed his own brother.
"Bos what happened? What's wrong?" Davis asked.
"He shot her because of me.... He did it to get back at me." He managed to get out.
Davis and Sully both looked at Mikey with a look of hatred and disbelief.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Asked the captain walking in and seeing Mikey on the ground still gasping for air and Bosco with cut's on his face that were bleeding.
"Boscorelli?!"
"I...I..."
"Officer Boscorelli had come by to talk to his brother, I came in here to get Mr. Boscorelli for some more questioning when I was called away for a moment. Bosco offered to take him down for me when he went in to get Mr. Boscorelli, Mr. Boscorelli jump him. Bosco was only defending himself sir."
The captain looked around the room and noticed Gusler by the door.
"Were you here when it happened, When did you get here?"
"I arrived here right after Officer Boscorelli sir."
Bosco, Davis and Sully looked at each other none of them had noticed Gusler standing by the door until now.
"Well then is that what happened?"