Authors note *** Hey! this is going to be a SLIGHT cross over with NBC's
Third Watch, but on the whole , though significant, the third watch
characters are only used for the purpose of supporting my character, and
giving her background and identity. In this first chapter there is a lot of
third watch character reference but I assure you it's only to set the stage
for future references and stuff. It won't be so profound in the following
chapters. As with all fan fiction works I do not own any character unless
otherwise specified, for instance I own Marissa but for now, that's
all. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
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Voices swirled around her. Her throat burned and her head throbbed. The pain embraced her senses and choked them mercilessly. A soft cry of pain escaped her lips, the lights were blinding, the noises loud and obnoxious. Each step was a small victory as she barely stumbled along the streets. Slowly a siren approached from a distance. Louder and louder, its incessant wail penetrated her ears. Numbness was the last sensation that over came her before she realized her legs were not longer functioning. People were yelling for her, calling out her name, or were they? she couldn't really tell. Collapsing onto the pavement she gasped for a breath, all she could hear was silence, blackness, and the pounding of her own heart. Faster and faster until finally everything stopped.
"So what are you sayin doc, you sayin she was...is that what you..." Officer Maurice Boscorelli made a fist with one hand and pinched the bridge of his nose with the other unable to finish his sentence.
"you sayin..."
"yes, Mr. Boscorelli, that is what I'm saying. I'm sorry. But, at the same time we also know her level of intoxication. I've already given you a list of things we found in her system, there's really nothing more I can say. " the doctor spoke from behind the thick lenses of his glasses. His indifferent and unaffected attitude was getting on Bosco's already agitated mood.
"You sayin its her own fault, is that...wait is that what your saying, you are telling me that its her fault cause if that's what your tellin me I suggest you being to change your line of thinkin, cause if you dont..."
"Bosco!" Faith Yokas stepped out and put a comforting arm on her partners shoulder.
"Bosco that ain't what he's sayin"
Bosco fought the urge to send a fist through the doctor's skull. Instead, he bit his lip and leaned two arms against the wall pushing himself into it.
"Alright, alright, thank you doctor" Bosco took a glance at the girl who lay in the bed. She seemed so small, lost in the faded hospital gown and bed sheets. Her dark hair was matted against her forehead and her face shone with pain. An image of her as a small child flashed through his brain, he could remember her in diapers, so small and innocent. An anger burned inside of him a sick hatred.
Bosco started towards the hospital bed and went to take her hand. Right before he held it in his grasp he stepped back.
"Fuck" he muttered, turning to leave the room.
"Boz, where you goin? " Faith asked as compassionately as she could.
He sighed and stopped for a second as if mentally battling himself to decide.
"To make a phone call..." and with that he left a confused partner and a battered sister.
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"I understand, no no, yes, I understand your concern but I assure you we'll do our best" Peter Scarbrow ended his conversation with one of the students parents and hung up the phone. He sighed. Sometimes it wasn't a mystery to determine where these kids problems derived from. Psychotic parents. Oh well, end of the day anyhow, time for sleep, well deserved sleep. Peter stood up and headed for the door, just as he turned the knob, he heard it, the dreaded noise, the harsh, obstructive ring of the phone. Sighing in silent defeat Peter turned back to answer it.
"Hello, uh huh.. ye-- uh.. okay slow down sir I can't understand what your say- oh.. okay. Yes. You have? he did? well, the program isn't 100% effective, like you said you-, uh huh. I can tell, um Friday? are you sure that isn't too soon? okay. I just need some basic information... I see... okay. Well, I'll talk to you then."
Peter hung up the phone half confused and half in pity. It never got easier.
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"Okay kids listen up!" Sophie Becker had round up all the cliffhangers to their normal group spot to tell them they would be getting a new member. This hardly ever went over well, so Peter would most likely be joining them shortly.
"Oh god. This could only be one thing... one despised thing..." Daisy sighed and rolled her head back.
"Don't be so over dramatic Daiz" Jules quipped from the next seat over.
'That's a bit ironic coming from you queenie wouldn't you say?" Shelby's sarcastic voice flooded like cynical molasses.
"Who told you to comment?" Auggie piped in
"What your girl can't talk for herself?" Scott stepped in
"And yours can?" Auggie countered.
"Guys! knock it off or its kitchens for you all." Peter entered the room.
"Now I know you guys know why you are all here, convened in this room. Yes, there will be a new member. Now, I know... " Peter paused while a motley of chorused groans circled the room before continuing.
"I know this isn't the most wonderful thing in the world for most of you, but remember you were all newbies once and you all know the drill. Shelby, I'm assigning this one to you."
"Dare I ask what happens if I refuse?" Shelby asked raising her eyebrows
"Dare I need to tell you?" Peter responded back sarcastically
"No" Shelby sighed in defeat. It wasn't exactly the most exciting proposition but it wasn't half as bad as the ones she had previously been proposed. Oh well. One tour, no bonding, no attitude, no kitchen, life works itself out.
"Well, if that's settled I'll let you guys have a couple hours free time to get used to the idea" Peter said getting up and leaving.
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"so what do you think she'll be like?" Juliette asked with anticipation
"You mean, what do you think her issue will be?" David remarked.
Juliette rolled her eyes and Daisy shot a warning glance towards Dave.
"Don't let him get to you twig, he's just a wannabe funny man ain't ya Davey" Auggie rolled his eyes in David's general direction.
"well that may be Augusto my man, but ... at least my girl Daisy here doesn't have to read me my bedtime stories" David shot back
"I'm not your girl slime bag" Daisy said throwing him a look.
Auggie lunged but Scott grabbed him by the shoulders.
"It's not worth it"
"Yo step off meat, this has got nothin to do with you"
"Guys come on! what a new kid comes and Shelby has an attitude? thats what gonna get you all kitchens for a month? thats nothing new! why start on each other now?" Ezra commented
"Yea, come on guys, everyone just chill" Juliette put a hand on Auggie's shoulder and he shrugged her off. Juliette recoiled and then, hurt, stormed out of the room.
"Nice job, now she won't eat for a month" Shelby laughed sarcastically.
Auggie turned to go catch up with her.
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"Are you sure that what you wanna do, what does your mother think?" Faith asked Bosco quietly outside the hospital room
"Ma? Ma doesn't know what the hell to do. I love my mother but look at what happened with Mikey, he's sellin crack to 12 year old school girls. It was bad enough with him, but not her. I- I screwed up with Mikey, I can't let the same thing-"
"She's not your responsibility, you're not her father.." Faith realized the mistake of her words by the immediate look of anger on his face.
"Damn fuckin strait I'm not her father. That's why I'm doin this, cause I'm not her god damn father, I'm her brother, and I fuckin care if she ends up dead in some fuckin sewer."
"But your brother, you said it didn't help with him. Boz, Its so expensive, you're a cop, come on, there's gotta be something else then sending her away..." the look in his eyes told her he'd made up his mind.
"Alright , but, how are you gonna tell her?"
"I'm not, I'm gonna pack her stuff, put her in the car, and drive her there Friday. Its the only way Faith. Its the only way." and with that he stalked off back into her room.
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Slowly, very slowly the weight that was planted on Marisa's eyes began to life. A steady buzz grew into an invasive beep. A monitor. A slight moan escaped her lips as she began to shift her body. Pain coursed through her veins like shards of glass.
"Risa" Bosco's voice coaxed her eyes open.
"Maurice?" a quiet, feeble voice filtered into the air. It was so tiny that it reminded him of when she was little. After the fights, she would come crawling to him to see if he was okay, he would lay there with his eyes shut on the bed, pretending he was somewhere else, plotting what he would do to his father if he had the chance, she would call his name and he would ignore her. She would use her pudgy baby fingers to pry his eyes open and then giggle when he couldn't help but smile. Then he would give her a hug and send her to get Mikey out of the hiding spot. She would always bring him back to reality. Mikey and her were the only reasons he never left. For a moment his heart tugged at him, maybe he could fix her himself, maybe he didn't need no 12 step program for her. Then he thought of Mikey. It didn't work for him why should it work for her. Then he thought of Mikey again, thought of where he ended up, and with that final thought a new determination set in. Friday would come, and when it did, he would hand over his sister.
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Please let me know what you think! I can handle constructive critisicm but I'd appreciate it if no one bashed the story, remember its only the first chapter. Besides this is one of those 3 am products, meaning I wasn't FULLY conscious when writing it, just inspired. So let me know what you think and if I get a significant number of reviews i'll keep posting! I promise it'll get good!!!!
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Voices swirled around her. Her throat burned and her head throbbed. The pain embraced her senses and choked them mercilessly. A soft cry of pain escaped her lips, the lights were blinding, the noises loud and obnoxious. Each step was a small victory as she barely stumbled along the streets. Slowly a siren approached from a distance. Louder and louder, its incessant wail penetrated her ears. Numbness was the last sensation that over came her before she realized her legs were not longer functioning. People were yelling for her, calling out her name, or were they? she couldn't really tell. Collapsing onto the pavement she gasped for a breath, all she could hear was silence, blackness, and the pounding of her own heart. Faster and faster until finally everything stopped.
"So what are you sayin doc, you sayin she was...is that what you..." Officer Maurice Boscorelli made a fist with one hand and pinched the bridge of his nose with the other unable to finish his sentence.
"you sayin..."
"yes, Mr. Boscorelli, that is what I'm saying. I'm sorry. But, at the same time we also know her level of intoxication. I've already given you a list of things we found in her system, there's really nothing more I can say. " the doctor spoke from behind the thick lenses of his glasses. His indifferent and unaffected attitude was getting on Bosco's already agitated mood.
"You sayin its her own fault, is that...wait is that what your saying, you are telling me that its her fault cause if that's what your tellin me I suggest you being to change your line of thinkin, cause if you dont..."
"Bosco!" Faith Yokas stepped out and put a comforting arm on her partners shoulder.
"Bosco that ain't what he's sayin"
Bosco fought the urge to send a fist through the doctor's skull. Instead, he bit his lip and leaned two arms against the wall pushing himself into it.
"Alright, alright, thank you doctor" Bosco took a glance at the girl who lay in the bed. She seemed so small, lost in the faded hospital gown and bed sheets. Her dark hair was matted against her forehead and her face shone with pain. An image of her as a small child flashed through his brain, he could remember her in diapers, so small and innocent. An anger burned inside of him a sick hatred.
Bosco started towards the hospital bed and went to take her hand. Right before he held it in his grasp he stepped back.
"Fuck" he muttered, turning to leave the room.
"Boz, where you goin? " Faith asked as compassionately as she could.
He sighed and stopped for a second as if mentally battling himself to decide.
"To make a phone call..." and with that he left a confused partner and a battered sister.
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"I understand, no no, yes, I understand your concern but I assure you we'll do our best" Peter Scarbrow ended his conversation with one of the students parents and hung up the phone. He sighed. Sometimes it wasn't a mystery to determine where these kids problems derived from. Psychotic parents. Oh well, end of the day anyhow, time for sleep, well deserved sleep. Peter stood up and headed for the door, just as he turned the knob, he heard it, the dreaded noise, the harsh, obstructive ring of the phone. Sighing in silent defeat Peter turned back to answer it.
"Hello, uh huh.. ye-- uh.. okay slow down sir I can't understand what your say- oh.. okay. Yes. You have? he did? well, the program isn't 100% effective, like you said you-, uh huh. I can tell, um Friday? are you sure that isn't too soon? okay. I just need some basic information... I see... okay. Well, I'll talk to you then."
Peter hung up the phone half confused and half in pity. It never got easier.
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"Okay kids listen up!" Sophie Becker had round up all the cliffhangers to their normal group spot to tell them they would be getting a new member. This hardly ever went over well, so Peter would most likely be joining them shortly.
"Oh god. This could only be one thing... one despised thing..." Daisy sighed and rolled her head back.
"Don't be so over dramatic Daiz" Jules quipped from the next seat over.
'That's a bit ironic coming from you queenie wouldn't you say?" Shelby's sarcastic voice flooded like cynical molasses.
"Who told you to comment?" Auggie piped in
"What your girl can't talk for herself?" Scott stepped in
"And yours can?" Auggie countered.
"Guys! knock it off or its kitchens for you all." Peter entered the room.
"Now I know you guys know why you are all here, convened in this room. Yes, there will be a new member. Now, I know... " Peter paused while a motley of chorused groans circled the room before continuing.
"I know this isn't the most wonderful thing in the world for most of you, but remember you were all newbies once and you all know the drill. Shelby, I'm assigning this one to you."
"Dare I ask what happens if I refuse?" Shelby asked raising her eyebrows
"Dare I need to tell you?" Peter responded back sarcastically
"No" Shelby sighed in defeat. It wasn't exactly the most exciting proposition but it wasn't half as bad as the ones she had previously been proposed. Oh well. One tour, no bonding, no attitude, no kitchen, life works itself out.
"Well, if that's settled I'll let you guys have a couple hours free time to get used to the idea" Peter said getting up and leaving.
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"so what do you think she'll be like?" Juliette asked with anticipation
"You mean, what do you think her issue will be?" David remarked.
Juliette rolled her eyes and Daisy shot a warning glance towards Dave.
"Don't let him get to you twig, he's just a wannabe funny man ain't ya Davey" Auggie rolled his eyes in David's general direction.
"well that may be Augusto my man, but ... at least my girl Daisy here doesn't have to read me my bedtime stories" David shot back
"I'm not your girl slime bag" Daisy said throwing him a look.
Auggie lunged but Scott grabbed him by the shoulders.
"It's not worth it"
"Yo step off meat, this has got nothin to do with you"
"Guys come on! what a new kid comes and Shelby has an attitude? thats what gonna get you all kitchens for a month? thats nothing new! why start on each other now?" Ezra commented
"Yea, come on guys, everyone just chill" Juliette put a hand on Auggie's shoulder and he shrugged her off. Juliette recoiled and then, hurt, stormed out of the room.
"Nice job, now she won't eat for a month" Shelby laughed sarcastically.
Auggie turned to go catch up with her.
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"Are you sure that what you wanna do, what does your mother think?" Faith asked Bosco quietly outside the hospital room
"Ma? Ma doesn't know what the hell to do. I love my mother but look at what happened with Mikey, he's sellin crack to 12 year old school girls. It was bad enough with him, but not her. I- I screwed up with Mikey, I can't let the same thing-"
"She's not your responsibility, you're not her father.." Faith realized the mistake of her words by the immediate look of anger on his face.
"Damn fuckin strait I'm not her father. That's why I'm doin this, cause I'm not her god damn father, I'm her brother, and I fuckin care if she ends up dead in some fuckin sewer."
"But your brother, you said it didn't help with him. Boz, Its so expensive, you're a cop, come on, there's gotta be something else then sending her away..." the look in his eyes told her he'd made up his mind.
"Alright , but, how are you gonna tell her?"
"I'm not, I'm gonna pack her stuff, put her in the car, and drive her there Friday. Its the only way Faith. Its the only way." and with that he stalked off back into her room.
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Slowly, very slowly the weight that was planted on Marisa's eyes began to life. A steady buzz grew into an invasive beep. A monitor. A slight moan escaped her lips as she began to shift her body. Pain coursed through her veins like shards of glass.
"Risa" Bosco's voice coaxed her eyes open.
"Maurice?" a quiet, feeble voice filtered into the air. It was so tiny that it reminded him of when she was little. After the fights, she would come crawling to him to see if he was okay, he would lay there with his eyes shut on the bed, pretending he was somewhere else, plotting what he would do to his father if he had the chance, she would call his name and he would ignore her. She would use her pudgy baby fingers to pry his eyes open and then giggle when he couldn't help but smile. Then he would give her a hug and send her to get Mikey out of the hiding spot. She would always bring him back to reality. Mikey and her were the only reasons he never left. For a moment his heart tugged at him, maybe he could fix her himself, maybe he didn't need no 12 step program for her. Then he thought of Mikey. It didn't work for him why should it work for her. Then he thought of Mikey again, thought of where he ended up, and with that final thought a new determination set in. Friday would come, and when it did, he would hand over his sister.
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Please let me know what you think! I can handle constructive critisicm but I'd appreciate it if no one bashed the story, remember its only the first chapter. Besides this is one of those 3 am products, meaning I wasn't FULLY conscious when writing it, just inspired. So let me know what you think and if I get a significant number of reviews i'll keep posting! I promise it'll get good!!!!