December 23
Bosco took a swig of his coffee and watched the rookie next to him work on a report. Joey Doyle was all of twenty three years old. He was more confidednt then most, but he was still a pain in the ass. Faith had been on desk duty for three months now. Bosco had gone though three partners. This one had to work or they were going to put him on desk duty along with the pregasaurases.
"So your old lady's ready to pop any day now huh." Doyle looked up from his paper work.
"Yeah any day now."
"First?"
"Second. Angel will be three in February."
"You know what this ones going to be?" Doyle got awfully chatty all of a sudden.
"My wife's sure it's a boy because of all the shit he's giving her."
"She's a cop too?"
"Yeah, detective Special Victims."
"Wow. She's got to have a set of brass kohona's to deal with that shit." Bosco laughed.
"That she does."
"My girlfriend hates my job. I thought woman dug a guy who laid his life on the line everyday."
"Naw, it's the handcuffs. Chicks dig the hand cuffs."
"55 David, come in." Faiths voice echoed over the radio.
"55 David, go ahead."
"Call your 10-20 ASAP."
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah. Just call her."
"Ten four." Bosco pulled over and dug out his cell phone and dialed his number. It rang twice before she picked up.
"Boscorelli."
"You naked."
"Your partner better not of heard that." Seajae laughed.
"Well if I'm going to break him in right he needs to know about you and your evil ways."
"Don't scare the poor boy away. Can you stop by on your dinner brake?"
"You know it's too cold to make him sit in the car for that long."
"As long as you bring chocolate alomond ice cream you can bring him with you."
"Guess this time around your craving more then me, huh."
"I still crave you but I can take care of that when you get home for the night. So you going oblige your wife?"
"Yeah, heat up the lausanga. We'll make a trade. We feed you, you feed us."
"Deal. See ya soon baby."
"Yeah. I love you."
"I love you too." Bosco hung up the phone.
"So you up for my wife's lasanga for dinner?"
"As long as I eat I don't care where it is or who makes it. Is it edible?"
"It was last night." Bosco laughed. Seajae was going to eat this boy alive.
********
Bosco unlocked the door and walked in, Doyle right behind him. Hearing his keys in the door Angel burst off the couch and ran to him thowing herself at him. Bosco shoved the ice cream at Doyle and caught her befor she landed agaist his boot.
"Angel Faith Boscorelli you are suppose to be in bed."
"Hugging daddy." She wrapped her arms around his neck and tickled his face with her black curls. "Daddy put Angel Faith night." Seajae was laying on the couch. She got half way up before Bosco got there to help her up.
"She seems to think her father has to put her down tonight. Hey Doyle."
"Hey Mrs. B." Bosco took her hand and hoisted her off the couch.
"Put that little monster to bed and give me my ice cream." She headed to the oven and opened it. Grabbing hot pads she took out a sizzling hot pan of lausanga. "This is for you Doyle. Macho man over there can get a greasy burger after he explains to his daughter that mommy is here to take care of her and not amuse her every waking hour."
"Bosco man she's not happy with you." He took the plate of food Seajae handed him.
"Welcome to my world Doyle, welcome to my world. " Bosco headed down the hall to put his daughter to sleep.
******
"So you like working with my husband Doyle?" Seajae scooped her ice cream in her bowl.
"Best training officer I've had." Doyle smiled and took a bite of his food.
"Just relax and follow his lead. He's a damn good cop." Bosco came into the kitchen.
"A lousy husband and father but a damn good cop." He kissed his wife. "What the hell crawled up your ass and died?"
"A nine pound baby that refuses to sleep." She smiled and handed him a plate of food.
"See what I gotta live with Doyle. You wonder why I am the way I am. Now you know." Bosco took a bite of his lasaugna and closed his eyes. Seajae made the best lausanga he had ever tasted. "At least she feeds me now and then."
"Food is all your getting tonight buddy so enjoy it." She sat on the bar stool and slowly ate her ice cream. "Thanks for the chocolate fix guys."
"Feel the edge coming off there Boscorelli." Seajae closed her eyes and nodded her head. "She gets a little tence when her blood sugars low." Bosco smiled at his wife.
"Do you always fight like this?"
" Yes." They both said looking at Doyle.
"But it makes making up a hell of a good time." Bosco smiled and Seajae. "We better get back on the streets." He grabbed his plate and Doyles and rinced them in the sink and put them in the dish washer. "See you in a few hours." He kissed his wife.
"It was nice meeting you Doyle."
"Yeah me to Mrs. B. Thanks for dinner."
"Anytime." Seajae went to take a long shower to ease away the aches of the day.
*********
December 24
Seajae sat up in bed. The pain shooting though her abdomen. God it hurt. She reached over to find the phone when another pain hit. Faith and Caleb had taken Angel to Angela's. Bosco and Seajae were suppose to go there when Bosco got done with work. She reached for the phone. It fell to the floor. Seajae took a deep breath and reached for it. The pain got worse by the minute.
*******
It was nine-thirty and Bosco was on edge. He sat in the drivers seat. He leg moving up and down watching the people around them. Damn what t he hell was wrong with him. He was jittering and nevous. He almost jumped out of his skin when he cell phone rang.
"Boscorelli."
"Get home now, somthings wrong." Seaja was grasping in pain.
"I'm on my way. Should I call a bus?"
"I....don't...know. Just, I need you." She hung up the phone. Bosco threw his phone and picked up his mic.
" Central this is 55 David I need a bus at my home. My wifes in labor and somethings wrong. I'm headed there now."
"Roger that 55 David bus in route."
******
Doc reconized the adress when the call came in. He hit the lights and siren and headed back the way he had come.
"The baby?" Carlos looked worried.
"Maybe. Its not like Seajae to panic like that." Doc was as worried as Carlos looked.
*******
Doyle followed Bosco up the stairs and into the apartment. The Christmas tree glowed in the corner of the dark room. Bosco headed to the bedroom and found Seajae writhering in pain on the bed.
"Seajae, baby. Helps on the way." He took her hand.
"It hurts Bosco. I never felt like this. Somethings wrong."
"Doyle go let the EMT's in."
"Yeah sure." Seajae clung to Bosco's hand.
"Bosco... oh shit. What's... oh god it hurts."
"I know baby." He took her in his arms. "I know. Let's get you the hospital." He lifted her off the bed just as Doc and Carlos came in. "I don't know whats wrong. She's in a lot of pain."
"Lets get her down to the hospital. We'll asses her in the bus." Bosco carried his wife down the stairs. Carlos opened the doors and he laid her on the gurnee.
"Seajae honey Doc and Carlos are going to take care of you."
"Doc yes. Carlos don't you dare touch me." Seajae said between pain.
"I love you too Boscorelli." He looked at Bosco. "She always this much of a bitch?"
"Pretty much. You need me to drive?"
"Yeah. Doyle meet us at Mercy." Doc closed the door and Bosco spead off as the to paramedics took care of his wife.
********
Bosco sat in the waiting room. They wern't telling him anything. He put his elbow's on his knees and held his head in his hands. Doyle called his mom and Faith and they were all coming down. Mikey stayed with Angel, taking her home so she could sleep in her own bed. Jimmy and Kim came up to him.
"We came as soon as we heard." Kim sat next to Bosco.
"Her placenta rupchered." He swollowed hard. "Doc...she was almost gone when we got here but Doc wouldn't give up. He just...he did everything he could." Tears welled up in Bosco's eye's. "She can't die Kim. She just can't." Kim took him in her arms. Jimmy sat on the other side of him.
"She's not going to let this stand in her way Bos. She's stronger then that. We all know what kind of stuff she is made of." Faith, Caleb and the kids came into the waithing room. Faith dropped to her knees in front of Bosco.
"Bosco?"
"They don't know if they can save her Faith. They took her to surgery." The tears flowed down both their cheeks.
"They will. She'll pull though this just like she's pulled thought everyother time. She won't give up. She wanted this baby too much."
"I think she might of lost the battle this time."
"Maurice Boscorelli don't think that way. You need to be stong for her. Don't pick now to break down." Bosco stood up.
"When the hell is the right time Faith?" He shouted. "When can I fainally say, 'I give up'?" She stood up. "When can I stop living with the pain and say 'I'm done dealing with the heartache'?"
"When your six feet under, maybe."
"Now I know why I waited so long to fall in love. Cuase it sucks. It sucks to care so much for anther human being that your life in fear every day is going to be your last."
"Would you change it." Faith wispered. "Would you change meeting Seajae that day in roll call. Would you change the Birth of your daughter or every momment you spend with that woman in there. If you could Bosco would you wish the last five years had never happened. Not just the bad parts. But all of it. "
"I don't know. All I know is I can't loose her. Not now and not like this."
"Would of it been better if Mueller killed her. Or maybe the terrorist bomb, or maybe that building colapsing. Would there have been a beter time to loose her? You didn't loose her then and you won't loose her now."
"Who died and made you God, Faith? How do you know that this isn't it?"
"Cause she's the only one I know that will put up with your sorry ass and she knows you'd never make it past New Year's without putting a bullet in your head if she died now." Bosco looked at his best freind. She knew. She always knew. He was only one step away from eating a bullit before he met Seajae. She knew if Seajae died he'd take that last step. The doctor stepped into the waiting room before anymore was said.
"Mr. Boscorelli?" Bosco went to him.
"Yeah."
"We dilivered your son by c-section at 12:01 a.m." He looked at the chart. "Your wife lost a lot of blood and we had to do an emegency hystorectomy. We had no other choice. Both mom and baby should recover nicely. "By the way your son weighed ten pounds six ounce and 25 inches long."
"So Seajae is going to be okay?"
"Yeah. Y'all can go see her in an hour or so. The baby's in the nursery. Go see him."
"Thanks Doc." Bosco turned to Faith to appuligise but she held her hand up.
"She's safe that's all the matters." Bosco hugged Faith and they headed for the nursery.
**********
Makenzie John Boscorelli lay in his bassinett with a little Santa cap on his head. Bosco looked at him and realixed once again his child was the spitting image of......Sully. "Merr Chirstmas son." Bosco smiled.
Bosco took a swig of his coffee and watched the rookie next to him work on a report. Joey Doyle was all of twenty three years old. He was more confidednt then most, but he was still a pain in the ass. Faith had been on desk duty for three months now. Bosco had gone though three partners. This one had to work or they were going to put him on desk duty along with the pregasaurases.
"So your old lady's ready to pop any day now huh." Doyle looked up from his paper work.
"Yeah any day now."
"First?"
"Second. Angel will be three in February."
"You know what this ones going to be?" Doyle got awfully chatty all of a sudden.
"My wife's sure it's a boy because of all the shit he's giving her."
"She's a cop too?"
"Yeah, detective Special Victims."
"Wow. She's got to have a set of brass kohona's to deal with that shit." Bosco laughed.
"That she does."
"My girlfriend hates my job. I thought woman dug a guy who laid his life on the line everyday."
"Naw, it's the handcuffs. Chicks dig the hand cuffs."
"55 David, come in." Faiths voice echoed over the radio.
"55 David, go ahead."
"Call your 10-20 ASAP."
"Everything okay?"
"Yeah. Just call her."
"Ten four." Bosco pulled over and dug out his cell phone and dialed his number. It rang twice before she picked up.
"Boscorelli."
"You naked."
"Your partner better not of heard that." Seajae laughed.
"Well if I'm going to break him in right he needs to know about you and your evil ways."
"Don't scare the poor boy away. Can you stop by on your dinner brake?"
"You know it's too cold to make him sit in the car for that long."
"As long as you bring chocolate alomond ice cream you can bring him with you."
"Guess this time around your craving more then me, huh."
"I still crave you but I can take care of that when you get home for the night. So you going oblige your wife?"
"Yeah, heat up the lausanga. We'll make a trade. We feed you, you feed us."
"Deal. See ya soon baby."
"Yeah. I love you."
"I love you too." Bosco hung up the phone.
"So you up for my wife's lasanga for dinner?"
"As long as I eat I don't care where it is or who makes it. Is it edible?"
"It was last night." Bosco laughed. Seajae was going to eat this boy alive.
********
Bosco unlocked the door and walked in, Doyle right behind him. Hearing his keys in the door Angel burst off the couch and ran to him thowing herself at him. Bosco shoved the ice cream at Doyle and caught her befor she landed agaist his boot.
"Angel Faith Boscorelli you are suppose to be in bed."
"Hugging daddy." She wrapped her arms around his neck and tickled his face with her black curls. "Daddy put Angel Faith night." Seajae was laying on the couch. She got half way up before Bosco got there to help her up.
"She seems to think her father has to put her down tonight. Hey Doyle."
"Hey Mrs. B." Bosco took her hand and hoisted her off the couch.
"Put that little monster to bed and give me my ice cream." She headed to the oven and opened it. Grabbing hot pads she took out a sizzling hot pan of lausanga. "This is for you Doyle. Macho man over there can get a greasy burger after he explains to his daughter that mommy is here to take care of her and not amuse her every waking hour."
"Bosco man she's not happy with you." He took the plate of food Seajae handed him.
"Welcome to my world Doyle, welcome to my world. " Bosco headed down the hall to put his daughter to sleep.
******
"So you like working with my husband Doyle?" Seajae scooped her ice cream in her bowl.
"Best training officer I've had." Doyle smiled and took a bite of his food.
"Just relax and follow his lead. He's a damn good cop." Bosco came into the kitchen.
"A lousy husband and father but a damn good cop." He kissed his wife. "What the hell crawled up your ass and died?"
"A nine pound baby that refuses to sleep." She smiled and handed him a plate of food.
"See what I gotta live with Doyle. You wonder why I am the way I am. Now you know." Bosco took a bite of his lasaugna and closed his eyes. Seajae made the best lausanga he had ever tasted. "At least she feeds me now and then."
"Food is all your getting tonight buddy so enjoy it." She sat on the bar stool and slowly ate her ice cream. "Thanks for the chocolate fix guys."
"Feel the edge coming off there Boscorelli." Seajae closed her eyes and nodded her head. "She gets a little tence when her blood sugars low." Bosco smiled at his wife.
"Do you always fight like this?"
" Yes." They both said looking at Doyle.
"But it makes making up a hell of a good time." Bosco smiled and Seajae. "We better get back on the streets." He grabbed his plate and Doyles and rinced them in the sink and put them in the dish washer. "See you in a few hours." He kissed his wife.
"It was nice meeting you Doyle."
"Yeah me to Mrs. B. Thanks for dinner."
"Anytime." Seajae went to take a long shower to ease away the aches of the day.
*********
December 24
Seajae sat up in bed. The pain shooting though her abdomen. God it hurt. She reached over to find the phone when another pain hit. Faith and Caleb had taken Angel to Angela's. Bosco and Seajae were suppose to go there when Bosco got done with work. She reached for the phone. It fell to the floor. Seajae took a deep breath and reached for it. The pain got worse by the minute.
*******
It was nine-thirty and Bosco was on edge. He sat in the drivers seat. He leg moving up and down watching the people around them. Damn what t he hell was wrong with him. He was jittering and nevous. He almost jumped out of his skin when he cell phone rang.
"Boscorelli."
"Get home now, somthings wrong." Seaja was grasping in pain.
"I'm on my way. Should I call a bus?"
"I....don't...know. Just, I need you." She hung up the phone. Bosco threw his phone and picked up his mic.
" Central this is 55 David I need a bus at my home. My wifes in labor and somethings wrong. I'm headed there now."
"Roger that 55 David bus in route."
******
Doc reconized the adress when the call came in. He hit the lights and siren and headed back the way he had come.
"The baby?" Carlos looked worried.
"Maybe. Its not like Seajae to panic like that." Doc was as worried as Carlos looked.
*******
Doyle followed Bosco up the stairs and into the apartment. The Christmas tree glowed in the corner of the dark room. Bosco headed to the bedroom and found Seajae writhering in pain on the bed.
"Seajae, baby. Helps on the way." He took her hand.
"It hurts Bosco. I never felt like this. Somethings wrong."
"Doyle go let the EMT's in."
"Yeah sure." Seajae clung to Bosco's hand.
"Bosco... oh shit. What's... oh god it hurts."
"I know baby." He took her in his arms. "I know. Let's get you the hospital." He lifted her off the bed just as Doc and Carlos came in. "I don't know whats wrong. She's in a lot of pain."
"Lets get her down to the hospital. We'll asses her in the bus." Bosco carried his wife down the stairs. Carlos opened the doors and he laid her on the gurnee.
"Seajae honey Doc and Carlos are going to take care of you."
"Doc yes. Carlos don't you dare touch me." Seajae said between pain.
"I love you too Boscorelli." He looked at Bosco. "She always this much of a bitch?"
"Pretty much. You need me to drive?"
"Yeah. Doyle meet us at Mercy." Doc closed the door and Bosco spead off as the to paramedics took care of his wife.
********
Bosco sat in the waiting room. They wern't telling him anything. He put his elbow's on his knees and held his head in his hands. Doyle called his mom and Faith and they were all coming down. Mikey stayed with Angel, taking her home so she could sleep in her own bed. Jimmy and Kim came up to him.
"We came as soon as we heard." Kim sat next to Bosco.
"Her placenta rupchered." He swollowed hard. "Doc...she was almost gone when we got here but Doc wouldn't give up. He just...he did everything he could." Tears welled up in Bosco's eye's. "She can't die Kim. She just can't." Kim took him in her arms. Jimmy sat on the other side of him.
"She's not going to let this stand in her way Bos. She's stronger then that. We all know what kind of stuff she is made of." Faith, Caleb and the kids came into the waithing room. Faith dropped to her knees in front of Bosco.
"Bosco?"
"They don't know if they can save her Faith. They took her to surgery." The tears flowed down both their cheeks.
"They will. She'll pull though this just like she's pulled thought everyother time. She won't give up. She wanted this baby too much."
"I think she might of lost the battle this time."
"Maurice Boscorelli don't think that way. You need to be stong for her. Don't pick now to break down." Bosco stood up.
"When the hell is the right time Faith?" He shouted. "When can I fainally say, 'I give up'?" She stood up. "When can I stop living with the pain and say 'I'm done dealing with the heartache'?"
"When your six feet under, maybe."
"Now I know why I waited so long to fall in love. Cuase it sucks. It sucks to care so much for anther human being that your life in fear every day is going to be your last."
"Would you change it." Faith wispered. "Would you change meeting Seajae that day in roll call. Would you change the Birth of your daughter or every momment you spend with that woman in there. If you could Bosco would you wish the last five years had never happened. Not just the bad parts. But all of it. "
"I don't know. All I know is I can't loose her. Not now and not like this."
"Would of it been better if Mueller killed her. Or maybe the terrorist bomb, or maybe that building colapsing. Would there have been a beter time to loose her? You didn't loose her then and you won't loose her now."
"Who died and made you God, Faith? How do you know that this isn't it?"
"Cause she's the only one I know that will put up with your sorry ass and she knows you'd never make it past New Year's without putting a bullet in your head if she died now." Bosco looked at his best freind. She knew. She always knew. He was only one step away from eating a bullit before he met Seajae. She knew if Seajae died he'd take that last step. The doctor stepped into the waiting room before anymore was said.
"Mr. Boscorelli?" Bosco went to him.
"Yeah."
"We dilivered your son by c-section at 12:01 a.m." He looked at the chart. "Your wife lost a lot of blood and we had to do an emegency hystorectomy. We had no other choice. Both mom and baby should recover nicely. "By the way your son weighed ten pounds six ounce and 25 inches long."
"So Seajae is going to be okay?"
"Yeah. Y'all can go see her in an hour or so. The baby's in the nursery. Go see him."
"Thanks Doc." Bosco turned to Faith to appuligise but she held her hand up.
"She's safe that's all the matters." Bosco hugged Faith and they headed for the nursery.
**********
Makenzie John Boscorelli lay in his bassinett with a little Santa cap on his head. Bosco looked at him and realixed once again his child was the spitting image of......Sully. "Merr Chirstmas son." Bosco smiled.