March 16
Seajae ran for what seemed like hours. Her head needed to be cleared and she figured that running was better then sitting smoking a pack of cigarettes. She called Jimmy and he was going to meet her in the next block. He sounded as stressed as she did. Kim was miserable and the doctor refused to do anything till next week. Sixteen days over due wasn't a big deal to the doctors, but to a preganat woman....
"You tring to ignore me Boscorelli?" Jimmy fell into step next to her.
"Sorry I was just thinking how miserable Kim must be."
"God you don't know the half of it." Seajae kept the pace. "I thought PMS and all that shit was bas. Damn her mood swings more then the door at a two bit whore house."
"It's almost over Jimmy, give her some space. She'll be back to herself as soon as this baby get's here."
"God I hope so. Seajae I can't deal with this side of her." Seajae picked up the pace. God she hated when Jimmy wined about pittly shit. He should deal with his pregnant wife like all the others had been.
"Grow up Jimmy. She needs you more now then ever." Seajae picked up the pace yet again. "Look what happened to me. I could of died. What if Bosco bitched about his friends what a pain in the ass I was and I died." She didn't tell Jimmy that he told her to her face she was a pain in the ass.
"What's gotten into you. You used to be a little more sensitive and understanding."
"Sorry Jimmy, that chick died a long time ago."
"No she didn't. I see it every day. With the kids, Bosco. "
"I just can't feel sorry for you. You need to put a little effort into this relationship Jimmy. Kim needs you do be the strong one now." Seajae stopped. "Christ Jimmy I'm sorry. I....." It had been a year since the 'Day'. The day Bosco walked out on her. And it still hurt knowing that she'd hurt hurt him that bad.
"Hey it's okay. I should of thought...I'm sorry." He hugged his friend. "Go home to your husband Seajae. Make everything right."
"You too. Bring her something she craves. It really helps smooth things over." Seajae turned and headed home to her husband and kids.
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March 17
Seajae sat in the locker room putting on her bullitproof vest. It was St. Patricks day again and the streets were full of drunk Irish want to be's. Bosco came up behind her and tightened the straps around her waist.
"You be damn careful out there Seajae. This is just a walk in the park." She leaned back.
"You too. How's Doyle?"
"Nervous as hell. He needs to calm down. He drove to work and saw all the people and kida freaked."
"You want me to talk to him?"
"You gotta stop being everyones mom Seaj. But yeah. He's in the break room." Seajae kissed her husband and headed to find his partner.
*****
"Doyle?" Seajae saw him sitting watching a news broadcast on the television. "Hey Doyle." She walked up to him and turned off the TV and kneeled in front of him. "Joey you need to listen to me."
"Hey Mrs. B. What?"
"You okay? It isn't as bad as it seems. Really. I need to ask you a huge favor."
"Anything."
"Take care of Bosco today. Make sure he stays out of trouble. Last year at this time we went though some stuff and I know it's weighing heavy on him. So just keep an eye on him okay. But don't say I asked. You know how he gets."
"Yeah. I will take care of things Mrs. B." Seajae stood up.
"Good. One more thing...my name is Seajae."
"Right, Seajae." She left the rookie and hoped both him and her husband survived thier night in hell.
********
Seajae stopped by Kim's to deliver her some dinner and a magazine or two. She had been busting drunks all day and just wanted to go home. Jimmy got a three alarm fire about an hour ago so Seajae knew it would be awhile before he got home. She knocked on the door, it was open a little and Seajae stepped in.
"Kim!" Seajae paniced. She took out her gun and survayed the room. "Joey?" She looked around the messy room. "Shit?" Seajae grabbed her radio. "55 Austin request back up at 314 Webber apt 4."
"Ten-four 55 Austin. Back up in two minutes." Seajae saw the movement from the courner of her eye. She swung around to find Joey standing in the bedroom.
"Auntie Seajae." He ran to her.
"Oh baby are you okay?"
"Yeah but mama's sick. Come help her." Joey took her hand and led her into the bedroom. "You scared the bad man away." Kim was curled up in a ball in the courner of the room. Her water had broke and she was gasping in pain.
"Kim?" She looked up.
"Seajae? Oh god." She sobbed. "He tried to take my baby. Like the girl in the park."
"55 headquaters I need a bus at my location. 32 year old woman in labor." Seajae bent down. "How far apart are your contractions?"
"Three minutes." She gasped. "Jimmy?"
"I'll find him." Bosco and Doyle came in behind her.
"What's up?"
"Doyle stay with Kim and Joey, the bus is on it's way." She pushed Bosco back into the living room. "We need to call Olivia and Ellliot."
"No way. This guy is branching out? He just did homeless woman before. And its been a year."
"Get Kim to the hospital, I'll get Jimmy and meet you there. We can make the call when I get there." Doc and Carlos came up the stairs and into the apartment.
"Somebody call about a woman in labor?"
"Hey, Kim's in the bedroom." They moved aside. "You want to take Joey or should I?"
"We will. Go get Jimmy."
********
Jimmy made it just in time for his daughter to be born. Ireland Grayce Dohorty weighed nine pounds and had the longest, blackes hair Seajae had ever seen. Bosco stood behind her and held her close. They both dreaded the call to SVU. Seajae headed to the nurses station and called Olivia. Tears fell from her eyes when she thoght about what could of happened to her friend.
"Hey Elliot. We need you down at Mercy."
"What's up Seajae?"
"It's Kim. Someone broke in her apartment and tried to steal her baby. It was our guy Elliot. I'm sure of it."
"On our way. How's Kim?"
"Good. Nine pound baby girl."
"Terrific. We'll see you in a few." Seajae hung up and looked at her husband. He knew what she was thinking. Could this be the begining of something none of them needed in their lives now or ever. Bosco took his wifes hand and they walked to the chapple to pray for the strength to fight another battle.
Seajae ran for what seemed like hours. Her head needed to be cleared and she figured that running was better then sitting smoking a pack of cigarettes. She called Jimmy and he was going to meet her in the next block. He sounded as stressed as she did. Kim was miserable and the doctor refused to do anything till next week. Sixteen days over due wasn't a big deal to the doctors, but to a preganat woman....
"You tring to ignore me Boscorelli?" Jimmy fell into step next to her.
"Sorry I was just thinking how miserable Kim must be."
"God you don't know the half of it." Seajae kept the pace. "I thought PMS and all that shit was bas. Damn her mood swings more then the door at a two bit whore house."
"It's almost over Jimmy, give her some space. She'll be back to herself as soon as this baby get's here."
"God I hope so. Seajae I can't deal with this side of her." Seajae picked up the pace. God she hated when Jimmy wined about pittly shit. He should deal with his pregnant wife like all the others had been.
"Grow up Jimmy. She needs you more now then ever." Seajae picked up the pace yet again. "Look what happened to me. I could of died. What if Bosco bitched about his friends what a pain in the ass I was and I died." She didn't tell Jimmy that he told her to her face she was a pain in the ass.
"What's gotten into you. You used to be a little more sensitive and understanding."
"Sorry Jimmy, that chick died a long time ago."
"No she didn't. I see it every day. With the kids, Bosco. "
"I just can't feel sorry for you. You need to put a little effort into this relationship Jimmy. Kim needs you do be the strong one now." Seajae stopped. "Christ Jimmy I'm sorry. I....." It had been a year since the 'Day'. The day Bosco walked out on her. And it still hurt knowing that she'd hurt hurt him that bad.
"Hey it's okay. I should of thought...I'm sorry." He hugged his friend. "Go home to your husband Seajae. Make everything right."
"You too. Bring her something she craves. It really helps smooth things over." Seajae turned and headed home to her husband and kids.
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March 17
Seajae sat in the locker room putting on her bullitproof vest. It was St. Patricks day again and the streets were full of drunk Irish want to be's. Bosco came up behind her and tightened the straps around her waist.
"You be damn careful out there Seajae. This is just a walk in the park." She leaned back.
"You too. How's Doyle?"
"Nervous as hell. He needs to calm down. He drove to work and saw all the people and kida freaked."
"You want me to talk to him?"
"You gotta stop being everyones mom Seaj. But yeah. He's in the break room." Seajae kissed her husband and headed to find his partner.
*****
"Doyle?" Seajae saw him sitting watching a news broadcast on the television. "Hey Doyle." She walked up to him and turned off the TV and kneeled in front of him. "Joey you need to listen to me."
"Hey Mrs. B. What?"
"You okay? It isn't as bad as it seems. Really. I need to ask you a huge favor."
"Anything."
"Take care of Bosco today. Make sure he stays out of trouble. Last year at this time we went though some stuff and I know it's weighing heavy on him. So just keep an eye on him okay. But don't say I asked. You know how he gets."
"Yeah. I will take care of things Mrs. B." Seajae stood up.
"Good. One more thing...my name is Seajae."
"Right, Seajae." She left the rookie and hoped both him and her husband survived thier night in hell.
********
Seajae stopped by Kim's to deliver her some dinner and a magazine or two. She had been busting drunks all day and just wanted to go home. Jimmy got a three alarm fire about an hour ago so Seajae knew it would be awhile before he got home. She knocked on the door, it was open a little and Seajae stepped in.
"Kim!" Seajae paniced. She took out her gun and survayed the room. "Joey?" She looked around the messy room. "Shit?" Seajae grabbed her radio. "55 Austin request back up at 314 Webber apt 4."
"Ten-four 55 Austin. Back up in two minutes." Seajae saw the movement from the courner of her eye. She swung around to find Joey standing in the bedroom.
"Auntie Seajae." He ran to her.
"Oh baby are you okay?"
"Yeah but mama's sick. Come help her." Joey took her hand and led her into the bedroom. "You scared the bad man away." Kim was curled up in a ball in the courner of the room. Her water had broke and she was gasping in pain.
"Kim?" She looked up.
"Seajae? Oh god." She sobbed. "He tried to take my baby. Like the girl in the park."
"55 headquaters I need a bus at my location. 32 year old woman in labor." Seajae bent down. "How far apart are your contractions?"
"Three minutes." She gasped. "Jimmy?"
"I'll find him." Bosco and Doyle came in behind her.
"What's up?"
"Doyle stay with Kim and Joey, the bus is on it's way." She pushed Bosco back into the living room. "We need to call Olivia and Ellliot."
"No way. This guy is branching out? He just did homeless woman before. And its been a year."
"Get Kim to the hospital, I'll get Jimmy and meet you there. We can make the call when I get there." Doc and Carlos came up the stairs and into the apartment.
"Somebody call about a woman in labor?"
"Hey, Kim's in the bedroom." They moved aside. "You want to take Joey or should I?"
"We will. Go get Jimmy."
********
Jimmy made it just in time for his daughter to be born. Ireland Grayce Dohorty weighed nine pounds and had the longest, blackes hair Seajae had ever seen. Bosco stood behind her and held her close. They both dreaded the call to SVU. Seajae headed to the nurses station and called Olivia. Tears fell from her eyes when she thoght about what could of happened to her friend.
"Hey Elliot. We need you down at Mercy."
"What's up Seajae?"
"It's Kim. Someone broke in her apartment and tried to steal her baby. It was our guy Elliot. I'm sure of it."
"On our way. How's Kim?"
"Good. Nine pound baby girl."
"Terrific. We'll see you in a few." Seajae hung up and looked at her husband. He knew what she was thinking. Could this be the begining of something none of them needed in their lives now or ever. Bosco took his wifes hand and they walked to the chapple to pray for the strength to fight another battle.