Reflections - Chapter 2
Faith and Bosco continued on their patrol, which was turning out to be pretty uneventful, with light chit chat. At about 6:30 they decided to take their dinner break.
"55-David to Central, are we clear for 10-63?" asked Bosco into the microphone.
"10-4, 55-David, you're clear," came the reply.
"So where do you wanna eat tonight?" Bosco asked Faith.
"Oh, it's so nice, how about we get some burgers to go and head over to the park?" suggested Faith. Bosco nodded and headed over to their favorite burger place.
A few minutes later they had pulled into the park and were sitting on the hood of the RMP, overlooking the river and enjoying the night air. It was Faith's turn to do the reports and she was working on the paperwork from their earlier call with Maddie. She couldn't get that whole thing out of her mind. Bosco still didn't know that she had overheard his whole conversation with Maddie and she wasn't quite sure how to bring the subject up.
She looked up from the clipboard and over at Bosco who had wandered over to throw away the garbage and walked over to the edge of the river, looking up and down the riverbank while he finished his coffee. She couldn't pull her eyes away from him. He looked so good silhouetted by the setting sun. He had obviously gone back to working out again and he was doing something a little different with his hair although she couldn't quite figure out what it was. Or maybe she was just noticing him differently now - more than just someone she worked with. She shook her head and looked back down and continued with her paperwork.
At the same moment, Bosco turned slightly and looked over his shoulder back at Faith. Her hair looked a little lighter, he thought to himself. He smiled slightly at the wrinkle of her nose she always got when she was concentrating on the paperwork. He knew when he saw that wrinkle, he could start talking to her and she wouldn't even hear him. He noticed that she looked a lot better the last week or so, more at ease with what was going on with her kids and Fred. He'd heard that one of the guys on another shift had seen Fred out at some bar and he was with some other woman. He didn't know if Faith knew, but he wasn't sure he wanted to tell her either. He didn't know how she would take it. He had noticed that he was thinking about her more often over the last few months. Just for fun he said, "So, I decided just to let that guy in the water keep drowning."
"Huh? Yeah okay, sounds good," Faith responded, continuing the report and not really listening to what he was saying. He chucked and walked up to her, throwing a handful of leaves he had pulled off a nearby tree at her. "So, you wanna start the paperwork on that one too?"
She got an annoyed look on her face as she brushed the leaves off her clipboard and out of her hair and looked up at him, "What? Paperwork on what?"
He told her what he had just said and they both laughed. "Yeah, well, you know I don't like redoing the paperwork so I like to get it right the first time," she said as she stood up and stretched. She took a walk over to the riverbank, looked around and turned back to see Bosco looking at her. "What?"
"Nothing," he said. "Better call back in service or Sully and Davis will think we're shirking our duties again," he commented as he headed back around to the driver's side of the car.
"Yeah, I guess," she said as she walked back over to the car and got in thinking, "At least his mood improved a little."
They finished their shift up at 11:00 with only three minor calls for the rest of the night; a minor domestic dispute that had pretty much settled itself before they arrived and a couple of "fender bender" accidents that only required the drivers to exchange information because there wasn't enough damage to require an accident report.
Bosco had gotten even quieter as the shift was drawing to an end. He just wasn't looking forward to going back home to an empty apartment again. He was resenting it more and more. "Maybe I need to get a pet," he thought to himself on more than one occasion. "Right Boscorelli. You can't even remember to feed yourself. What makes you think a pet will survive a week with you," he berated himself.
Bosco and Faith had just finished changing back into their street clothes as some guys from the next shift were finishing up changing into their uniforms to go to work. "You wanna lift home?" asked Bosco.
"You know, I think I want to walk. It's really still a beautiful night. But thanks," said Faith with a smile. "No problem. You want me to walk you?"
"Nah, I got my off-duty gun so I should be fine, big-guy," Faith joked, playfully punching him in the arm. "Have a good night, Bos. I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she headed out. "Yeah Faith, have a good one," he answered back.
The door to the locker room closed and Faith paused outside thinking about whether she should take the advice Bosco had handed out to Maddie earlier and talk to him about her feelings. She decided that if he had the same feelings wouldn't he have followed his own advice and talked to her about it? She shrugged and continued out the front door. "Have a good night Lieu," she said as she passed the front desk. "Yeah, you take it easy Yokas. Good shift," Lieutenant Swersky responded back.
Bosco walked out of the precinct and headed toward his car. He saw Carlos heading out of the firehouse across the street. "Hey Nieto!" he called out and headed across the street to where Carlos had stopped and turned in the direction of Bosco's voice. "What did I do wrong this time?" came Carlos' reply.
"Nothing! Are you getting off or just starting?" Bosco asked him.
"I'm outta here til Thursday. I took an extra day off to go see Kylie," Carlos told him.
"Wanna head over for a drink?" Bosco asked him, not wanting to go home. "Sure, sounds good to me? Anyone else coming?" asked Carlos.
"Not unless you invite someone. Faith already took off," Bosco answered. With that, they both headed over to their favorite hangout.
After a few hours, they were both trashed and the bartender didn't want them driving home. He thought to himself that it was a good thing they were sitting next to each other at the end of the bar, because they were both holding each other from falling off the stools. They tried to order another drink but he told them no. "C'mon Nick," said Bosco. "What's up with that?"
"Bosco, you don't wanna crash up that beautiful car you have, do you?" Nick asked as he casually swiped Bosco's car keys off the bar and put them in his apron pocket without him realizing it.
"Ah c'mon Nick, Just one more," pleaded Bosco and Carlos simultaneously.
Realizing that one more drink was not going to make any difference, Nick drew each of them a half a draft and set it down in front of them, laughing to himself when they didn't even realize they didn't get a full drink. He just wanted to figure out what he should do about Bosco.
God knew there were plenty of times that he had had to call Bosco's partner down to drag his sorry butt out when he was too trashed to make it home on his own, even if Nick had called a cab for him. But, he hadn't really seen him take more than one or two drinks since shortly after 9/11. He figured something heavy must have gone down at work to upset him this much, so Yokas would probably know what do to. He remembered hearing that she had moved and he didn't have her new number on the "Saviors" list he had compiled over the years. He reached over and took Bosco's cell phone off the bar and meandered to the other end of the bar, scrolling through the stored numbers until he reached Faith's. He dialed the number and waited for Faith to pick up.
Faith was awakened by the ringing of the phone. She reached over to grab the phone and look at the clock at the same time. Realizing that it was 4:00 on the morning, she felt a little panic rise as she assumed that one of the kids had taken sick. "Hello?" she said quickly into the phone, flipping on the bedside light.
"Officer Yokas, this is Nick down at Murphy's. Sorry to call you so late, but I have someone here that I think could probably use some assistance," he explained.
"What's going on Nick? Has he said anything?" Faith asked, immediately knowing that he must be referring to Bosco. She didn't understand, Bosco had been doing so well lately since he had been seeing the doctor. What could have set him off?
"No, he's here with one of the medics - the obnoxious one - and they're both wasted, but I think I can get the other one home in a cab. Bosco's worse. I don't want to send him in a cab even. Do you think you can come and get him?" asked Nick.
"Sure, Nick. I'll be there in a few. Just try to keep him there," Faith said, hanging up and grabbing her clothes from the chair where she left them when she came home.
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TBC...
Well, hope you liked this chapter. More to come...
Faith and Bosco continued on their patrol, which was turning out to be pretty uneventful, with light chit chat. At about 6:30 they decided to take their dinner break.
"55-David to Central, are we clear for 10-63?" asked Bosco into the microphone.
"10-4, 55-David, you're clear," came the reply.
"So where do you wanna eat tonight?" Bosco asked Faith.
"Oh, it's so nice, how about we get some burgers to go and head over to the park?" suggested Faith. Bosco nodded and headed over to their favorite burger place.
A few minutes later they had pulled into the park and were sitting on the hood of the RMP, overlooking the river and enjoying the night air. It was Faith's turn to do the reports and she was working on the paperwork from their earlier call with Maddie. She couldn't get that whole thing out of her mind. Bosco still didn't know that she had overheard his whole conversation with Maddie and she wasn't quite sure how to bring the subject up.
She looked up from the clipboard and over at Bosco who had wandered over to throw away the garbage and walked over to the edge of the river, looking up and down the riverbank while he finished his coffee. She couldn't pull her eyes away from him. He looked so good silhouetted by the setting sun. He had obviously gone back to working out again and he was doing something a little different with his hair although she couldn't quite figure out what it was. Or maybe she was just noticing him differently now - more than just someone she worked with. She shook her head and looked back down and continued with her paperwork.
At the same moment, Bosco turned slightly and looked over his shoulder back at Faith. Her hair looked a little lighter, he thought to himself. He smiled slightly at the wrinkle of her nose she always got when she was concentrating on the paperwork. He knew when he saw that wrinkle, he could start talking to her and she wouldn't even hear him. He noticed that she looked a lot better the last week or so, more at ease with what was going on with her kids and Fred. He'd heard that one of the guys on another shift had seen Fred out at some bar and he was with some other woman. He didn't know if Faith knew, but he wasn't sure he wanted to tell her either. He didn't know how she would take it. He had noticed that he was thinking about her more often over the last few months. Just for fun he said, "So, I decided just to let that guy in the water keep drowning."
"Huh? Yeah okay, sounds good," Faith responded, continuing the report and not really listening to what he was saying. He chucked and walked up to her, throwing a handful of leaves he had pulled off a nearby tree at her. "So, you wanna start the paperwork on that one too?"
She got an annoyed look on her face as she brushed the leaves off her clipboard and out of her hair and looked up at him, "What? Paperwork on what?"
He told her what he had just said and they both laughed. "Yeah, well, you know I don't like redoing the paperwork so I like to get it right the first time," she said as she stood up and stretched. She took a walk over to the riverbank, looked around and turned back to see Bosco looking at her. "What?"
"Nothing," he said. "Better call back in service or Sully and Davis will think we're shirking our duties again," he commented as he headed back around to the driver's side of the car.
"Yeah, I guess," she said as she walked back over to the car and got in thinking, "At least his mood improved a little."
They finished their shift up at 11:00 with only three minor calls for the rest of the night; a minor domestic dispute that had pretty much settled itself before they arrived and a couple of "fender bender" accidents that only required the drivers to exchange information because there wasn't enough damage to require an accident report.
Bosco had gotten even quieter as the shift was drawing to an end. He just wasn't looking forward to going back home to an empty apartment again. He was resenting it more and more. "Maybe I need to get a pet," he thought to himself on more than one occasion. "Right Boscorelli. You can't even remember to feed yourself. What makes you think a pet will survive a week with you," he berated himself.
Bosco and Faith had just finished changing back into their street clothes as some guys from the next shift were finishing up changing into their uniforms to go to work. "You wanna lift home?" asked Bosco.
"You know, I think I want to walk. It's really still a beautiful night. But thanks," said Faith with a smile. "No problem. You want me to walk you?"
"Nah, I got my off-duty gun so I should be fine, big-guy," Faith joked, playfully punching him in the arm. "Have a good night, Bos. I'll see you tomorrow," she said as she headed out. "Yeah Faith, have a good one," he answered back.
The door to the locker room closed and Faith paused outside thinking about whether she should take the advice Bosco had handed out to Maddie earlier and talk to him about her feelings. She decided that if he had the same feelings wouldn't he have followed his own advice and talked to her about it? She shrugged and continued out the front door. "Have a good night Lieu," she said as she passed the front desk. "Yeah, you take it easy Yokas. Good shift," Lieutenant Swersky responded back.
Bosco walked out of the precinct and headed toward his car. He saw Carlos heading out of the firehouse across the street. "Hey Nieto!" he called out and headed across the street to where Carlos had stopped and turned in the direction of Bosco's voice. "What did I do wrong this time?" came Carlos' reply.
"Nothing! Are you getting off or just starting?" Bosco asked him.
"I'm outta here til Thursday. I took an extra day off to go see Kylie," Carlos told him.
"Wanna head over for a drink?" Bosco asked him, not wanting to go home. "Sure, sounds good to me? Anyone else coming?" asked Carlos.
"Not unless you invite someone. Faith already took off," Bosco answered. With that, they both headed over to their favorite hangout.
After a few hours, they were both trashed and the bartender didn't want them driving home. He thought to himself that it was a good thing they were sitting next to each other at the end of the bar, because they were both holding each other from falling off the stools. They tried to order another drink but he told them no. "C'mon Nick," said Bosco. "What's up with that?"
"Bosco, you don't wanna crash up that beautiful car you have, do you?" Nick asked as he casually swiped Bosco's car keys off the bar and put them in his apron pocket without him realizing it.
"Ah c'mon Nick, Just one more," pleaded Bosco and Carlos simultaneously.
Realizing that one more drink was not going to make any difference, Nick drew each of them a half a draft and set it down in front of them, laughing to himself when they didn't even realize they didn't get a full drink. He just wanted to figure out what he should do about Bosco.
God knew there were plenty of times that he had had to call Bosco's partner down to drag his sorry butt out when he was too trashed to make it home on his own, even if Nick had called a cab for him. But, he hadn't really seen him take more than one or two drinks since shortly after 9/11. He figured something heavy must have gone down at work to upset him this much, so Yokas would probably know what do to. He remembered hearing that she had moved and he didn't have her new number on the "Saviors" list he had compiled over the years. He reached over and took Bosco's cell phone off the bar and meandered to the other end of the bar, scrolling through the stored numbers until he reached Faith's. He dialed the number and waited for Faith to pick up.
Faith was awakened by the ringing of the phone. She reached over to grab the phone and look at the clock at the same time. Realizing that it was 4:00 on the morning, she felt a little panic rise as she assumed that one of the kids had taken sick. "Hello?" she said quickly into the phone, flipping on the bedside light.
"Officer Yokas, this is Nick down at Murphy's. Sorry to call you so late, but I have someone here that I think could probably use some assistance," he explained.
"What's going on Nick? Has he said anything?" Faith asked, immediately knowing that he must be referring to Bosco. She didn't understand, Bosco had been doing so well lately since he had been seeing the doctor. What could have set him off?
"No, he's here with one of the medics - the obnoxious one - and they're both wasted, but I think I can get the other one home in a cab. Bosco's worse. I don't want to send him in a cab even. Do you think you can come and get him?" asked Nick.
"Sure, Nick. I'll be there in a few. Just try to keep him there," Faith said, hanging up and grabbing her clothes from the chair where she left them when she came home.
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TBC...
Well, hope you liked this chapter. More to come...