Reflections - Chapter 3
Faith looked at her watch as the cab pulled up outside the bar behind Bosco's mustang. She paid the cab driver and got out, looking through the window of the almost dark bar. The bar had closed about an hour ago and the only people she could see inside were Nick, who was cleaning up behind the bar, and Bosco, who appeared to be looking for something on the floor. Faith opened the door quietly and nodded to Nick who was saying, "Did you find them yet, Bosco? I looked back here again and I don't see your car keys anywhere." Nick held the keys up so that Faith could see that this was Nick's way of keeping Bosco there until she got there.
"Dammit, Nick! You better not have thrown them away when you cleaned off the bar - OW!" he yelled as he hit his head on a table trying to stand up and falling back down again instead.
"Are you okay, Bos?" asked Nick. "No I'm not okay! If you give me another drink then maybe that might be a start," Bosco slurred, rubbing the back of his head. He made another attempt at getting up, but ended up landing on the floor on his butt. He just leaned against the wall and looked up, finally noticing that Faith was standing there in front of him. "I'm hallucinating," he thought to himself.
"Bos, what are you doing?" Faith asked him, holding out a hand to help him up.
"Faith? Is that really you?" Bosco asked, not sure whether to believe his eyes or not.
"Yeah, Bos. I brought your keys. C'mon. I'll drive you home," she said, bending down to help him up.
"You should have called me sooner, Nick," Faith scolded as she saw just how intoxicated he was. "Where's Carlos?" she continued.
Nick held up both hands and said, "Faith, they came in pretty much this way. They must have gotten kicked out of some other bar before they came here. I sent the medic home in a cab. He wasn't this bad," Nick said motioning to Bosco. "Something happen at work today? He hasn't done this in a long time."
"No it was a quiet day, but something's been bothering him for a few days. Well, thanks for calling me. I'll get him out of your hair for the night," she said as she tried to coax Bosco into coming with her.
With the first step he tried to take, Bosco fell to the floor, taking Faith down with him. Nick came around the bar and helped Faith get him out to his car. "Are you gonna be alright with him? How are you gonna get him inside when you get him home?"
"I'll worry about that when I get there, I guess," Faith said as they poured Bosco into his car. Just as she closed the door, thanked Nick and headed around to the driver's side, an RMP pulled up alongside the car. It was Davis and Sully. Turns out they were working an overtime shift for Miller, who was at the hospital waiting to become a new Daddy.
"Faith, what the hell are you doing out here at this hour?" said Sully as Davis rolled down his window, noticing Bosco's car.
"Well, apparently Bosco and Carlos went on a bender together and Nick didn't think that Bosco could even make it home if he called him a cab. He's in pretty bad shape," she said as she looked through the window and noticed that he was out cold.
"You guys think you can follow me over to his place and help me get him inside?" she asked.
"You think he should to go to the hospital, Faith?" asked Davis as he looked through the window and saw his condition.
"I don't think so. I was talking to him just a minute ago and he was pretty much making sense. I'm not gonna leave him alone though. I'll stay on the couch to make sure he's okay," she explained.
"Okay," Sully said. "Let's go before they give us a call."
Faith parked Bosco's car outside of his building and waited for Sully and Davis to catch up with her. She opened the passenger door and the cool night air woke him up a little.
"Wha. What the hell's going on? Nick, did you find my keys?" he said, trying to sit up.
"Bosco, it's Faith. I have your keys and I drove you home. Do you think you can walk enough to get inside?" she said, leaning over to help him get out of the car.
"Faith? How'd you know I needed you?" he said as he pulled her to him and gave her a hug.
"Nick called me. He was pretty worried about you. So am I," she said, hugging him back and pulling him out of the car at the same time just as Sully and Davis pulled up.
"You're worried about me?" has asked. "Thanks Faith, but I'm worried about you. I love you, you know Faith."
"You love me Bosco?" Faith said, shocked. "Of course, you're my partner, Faith," he replied matter of factly before he started to pass out again.
Sully and Davis came just in time to catch Bosco as he went out again. "C'mon guys, he's talking crazy. Let's get him upstairs," said Faith, wondering what that statement was all about. She couldn't help but remember what he had said to Maddie. Could he really have been referring to me when he was talking to her? She didn't want to get her hopes up. She wasn't even sure what her own feelings meant yet. She just knew she felt safe and appreciated when she was with him.
Sully and Davis made it up the three flights of stairs and Faith used Bosco's keys to open the door. She reached around the doorframe and flipped the lightswitch to light the dark apartment. "Where do you want him?" asked Davis, out of breath.
"Might as well bring him back to his bedroom. I think it's at the end of the hall," she instructed as she turned on another light, noticing the plant on the table that was near death.
Sully and Davis finished depositing their friend on his bed and came back out to the living room. "Anything?" asked Faith, wondering if he had woken up at all.
"He's out cold Faith. We put him on his side in case - well - you know," Sully said. "Are you sure you want to deal with the hangover he's gonna have tomorrow?"
"Yeah, well I hadn't thought about that. But, what am I gonna do. He shouldn't really be left alone. I'll tell ya', when I get my hands on Nieto, I'm gonna kill him for letting Bosco get this bad," said Faith angrily.
"Yeah, well, do you really think Carlos has the common sense that God gave a flea?" asked Davis sarcastically.
Faith and Sully chuckled and Faith said, "Yeah, well make sure you give him a kick in the pants for me when you get home tonight Ty."
"Yes ma'am," Davis saluted as he and Sully left and closed the door behind them.
Faith put the deadbolt on and turned to look around the apartment momentarily and then headed down the hall to make sure Bosco was okay for the time being.
She walked into his room and turned on the bedside light. He looked so peaceful she just looked at him for a while. The frown he had been wearing for the last couple of days was absent. "Well, let's get you situated," she said to herself as she went down to the end of the bed to remove his shoes. She dropped them on the floor, noticing that the thud they made didn't disturb him in the least. She managed to get the covers out from underneath him and took off his jeans, leaving him in only his t-shirt and boxers. Faith looked at him, noticing the fitness of his body and then felt guilty for staring at him - even though she saw him in his boxers every day at work while they were changing and it never phased her before. She quickly pulled the covers up on him. She leaned over and felt his forehead and cheek - an automatic response from a mother when tucking someone in to bed. She turned out the light and walked back up the hallway after checking to make sure that there was a clear shot between Bosco and the toilet in case he needed it.
She walked out through the living room and into the kitchen. She filled a glass with water for the dying plant in the living room and suddenly remembered the advice Bosco had given her the night after the ball game. She refilled the glass and took the aspirin out of the cabinet and placed it on the table beside the bed for him.
She again looked down at him, his room dimly lit by the hallway light. "Do you really love me, Bosco?" she asked quietly as she leaned forward and kissed his forehead.
Bosco stirred momentarily, mumbling something, and was out again. Faith walked back to the living room and grabbed a blanket and pillow out of the linen closet and lay down on the couch, falling asleep and immediately dreaming of Bosco. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well? TBC.
Faith looked at her watch as the cab pulled up outside the bar behind Bosco's mustang. She paid the cab driver and got out, looking through the window of the almost dark bar. The bar had closed about an hour ago and the only people she could see inside were Nick, who was cleaning up behind the bar, and Bosco, who appeared to be looking for something on the floor. Faith opened the door quietly and nodded to Nick who was saying, "Did you find them yet, Bosco? I looked back here again and I don't see your car keys anywhere." Nick held the keys up so that Faith could see that this was Nick's way of keeping Bosco there until she got there.
"Dammit, Nick! You better not have thrown them away when you cleaned off the bar - OW!" he yelled as he hit his head on a table trying to stand up and falling back down again instead.
"Are you okay, Bos?" asked Nick. "No I'm not okay! If you give me another drink then maybe that might be a start," Bosco slurred, rubbing the back of his head. He made another attempt at getting up, but ended up landing on the floor on his butt. He just leaned against the wall and looked up, finally noticing that Faith was standing there in front of him. "I'm hallucinating," he thought to himself.
"Bos, what are you doing?" Faith asked him, holding out a hand to help him up.
"Faith? Is that really you?" Bosco asked, not sure whether to believe his eyes or not.
"Yeah, Bos. I brought your keys. C'mon. I'll drive you home," she said, bending down to help him up.
"You should have called me sooner, Nick," Faith scolded as she saw just how intoxicated he was. "Where's Carlos?" she continued.
Nick held up both hands and said, "Faith, they came in pretty much this way. They must have gotten kicked out of some other bar before they came here. I sent the medic home in a cab. He wasn't this bad," Nick said motioning to Bosco. "Something happen at work today? He hasn't done this in a long time."
"No it was a quiet day, but something's been bothering him for a few days. Well, thanks for calling me. I'll get him out of your hair for the night," she said as she tried to coax Bosco into coming with her.
With the first step he tried to take, Bosco fell to the floor, taking Faith down with him. Nick came around the bar and helped Faith get him out to his car. "Are you gonna be alright with him? How are you gonna get him inside when you get him home?"
"I'll worry about that when I get there, I guess," Faith said as they poured Bosco into his car. Just as she closed the door, thanked Nick and headed around to the driver's side, an RMP pulled up alongside the car. It was Davis and Sully. Turns out they were working an overtime shift for Miller, who was at the hospital waiting to become a new Daddy.
"Faith, what the hell are you doing out here at this hour?" said Sully as Davis rolled down his window, noticing Bosco's car.
"Well, apparently Bosco and Carlos went on a bender together and Nick didn't think that Bosco could even make it home if he called him a cab. He's in pretty bad shape," she said as she looked through the window and noticed that he was out cold.
"You guys think you can follow me over to his place and help me get him inside?" she asked.
"You think he should to go to the hospital, Faith?" asked Davis as he looked through the window and saw his condition.
"I don't think so. I was talking to him just a minute ago and he was pretty much making sense. I'm not gonna leave him alone though. I'll stay on the couch to make sure he's okay," she explained.
"Okay," Sully said. "Let's go before they give us a call."
Faith parked Bosco's car outside of his building and waited for Sully and Davis to catch up with her. She opened the passenger door and the cool night air woke him up a little.
"Wha. What the hell's going on? Nick, did you find my keys?" he said, trying to sit up.
"Bosco, it's Faith. I have your keys and I drove you home. Do you think you can walk enough to get inside?" she said, leaning over to help him get out of the car.
"Faith? How'd you know I needed you?" he said as he pulled her to him and gave her a hug.
"Nick called me. He was pretty worried about you. So am I," she said, hugging him back and pulling him out of the car at the same time just as Sully and Davis pulled up.
"You're worried about me?" has asked. "Thanks Faith, but I'm worried about you. I love you, you know Faith."
"You love me Bosco?" Faith said, shocked. "Of course, you're my partner, Faith," he replied matter of factly before he started to pass out again.
Sully and Davis came just in time to catch Bosco as he went out again. "C'mon guys, he's talking crazy. Let's get him upstairs," said Faith, wondering what that statement was all about. She couldn't help but remember what he had said to Maddie. Could he really have been referring to me when he was talking to her? She didn't want to get her hopes up. She wasn't even sure what her own feelings meant yet. She just knew she felt safe and appreciated when she was with him.
Sully and Davis made it up the three flights of stairs and Faith used Bosco's keys to open the door. She reached around the doorframe and flipped the lightswitch to light the dark apartment. "Where do you want him?" asked Davis, out of breath.
"Might as well bring him back to his bedroom. I think it's at the end of the hall," she instructed as she turned on another light, noticing the plant on the table that was near death.
Sully and Davis finished depositing their friend on his bed and came back out to the living room. "Anything?" asked Faith, wondering if he had woken up at all.
"He's out cold Faith. We put him on his side in case - well - you know," Sully said. "Are you sure you want to deal with the hangover he's gonna have tomorrow?"
"Yeah, well I hadn't thought about that. But, what am I gonna do. He shouldn't really be left alone. I'll tell ya', when I get my hands on Nieto, I'm gonna kill him for letting Bosco get this bad," said Faith angrily.
"Yeah, well, do you really think Carlos has the common sense that God gave a flea?" asked Davis sarcastically.
Faith and Sully chuckled and Faith said, "Yeah, well make sure you give him a kick in the pants for me when you get home tonight Ty."
"Yes ma'am," Davis saluted as he and Sully left and closed the door behind them.
Faith put the deadbolt on and turned to look around the apartment momentarily and then headed down the hall to make sure Bosco was okay for the time being.
She walked into his room and turned on the bedside light. He looked so peaceful she just looked at him for a while. The frown he had been wearing for the last couple of days was absent. "Well, let's get you situated," she said to herself as she went down to the end of the bed to remove his shoes. She dropped them on the floor, noticing that the thud they made didn't disturb him in the least. She managed to get the covers out from underneath him and took off his jeans, leaving him in only his t-shirt and boxers. Faith looked at him, noticing the fitness of his body and then felt guilty for staring at him - even though she saw him in his boxers every day at work while they were changing and it never phased her before. She quickly pulled the covers up on him. She leaned over and felt his forehead and cheek - an automatic response from a mother when tucking someone in to bed. She turned out the light and walked back up the hallway after checking to make sure that there was a clear shot between Bosco and the toilet in case he needed it.
She walked out through the living room and into the kitchen. She filled a glass with water for the dying plant in the living room and suddenly remembered the advice Bosco had given her the night after the ball game. She refilled the glass and took the aspirin out of the cabinet and placed it on the table beside the bed for him.
She again looked down at him, his room dimly lit by the hallway light. "Do you really love me, Bosco?" she asked quietly as she leaned forward and kissed his forehead.
Bosco stirred momentarily, mumbling something, and was out again. Faith walked back to the living room and grabbed a blanket and pillow out of the linen closet and lay down on the couch, falling asleep and immediately dreaming of Bosco. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Well? TBC.