Sully sat in his car looking at the hospital. Ty had gone in more then fifteen minutes ago. He couldn't bring himself to follow. Seajae Boscorelli had been there for him so many times and he couldn't bring himself to walk in the hospital and make sure she was okay. Because he knew she wasn't. All the times before it was miner. This time it was bad. And Bosco....he didn't remember her and her love of life and family. How could he fight for her.

"Sully?" Faith came up to the car. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Just thinking. Any word on Seajae?"

"She's in surgery."

"How's Bosco holding up?"

"Good. Better then you apparently. Sully she'll be okay. Seajae is never not okay. You know that."

"Trying to convice yourself or me Faith?"

"Maybe I'm trying to convice God."

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"Bosco?" Ty looked down at the floor.

"Yeah."

"Something's wrong."

"Yeah."

"The doctor's are usally out here by now."

"Maybe they don't know what's wrong." Or maybe they don't want to tell me she's dead. Bosco stood up. "She thought she was never going to live to see thirty. Once she got past that she knew it was just a walk in the park."

"You remember?"

"Bit's and pecies. It's kinda like a music video. I close my eyes and snaches of the last five years appear for about a second. But I remember lyinging in bed on her thrirtieth birthday and her telling me that if she made it to thirty, she'd live forever. Maybe she was just humoring me. Who knows."

"Do you beleive in God?"

"Yeah. Now more then ever. It took me a long time to come back. But hell every little bit helps in our line of work."

"Alex...I should go call her."

"Wait till we here something. No scence in getting everybody worked up."

"You need anything man?"

"Yeah....my wife." He turned to his friend. "I hope this isn't the one time God decieds I can't have her back."

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Jimmy gripped the steering wheel tightly as he drove though the busy Manhatten streets. It was ten thirty on a Sunday night and the streets were busier then he's seen them in a long time. His cell phone rang.

"Doherty."

"Seajae's been shot." Kims voice was soft and full of fear.

"How bad."

"It's bad this time Jimmy. Real bad."

"I'll be there in five minutes." He hung up knowing that he was in danger of loosing the best friend him and his family ever had. And it scared the hell out of him. For the first time in a long time Jimmy Doherty prayed.

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Seajae Boscorelli knew God had a sence of humor the minute she opened her eyes. How could the man not be laughing his head off at the stupidity she had displayed by leaving the house without at least two layers of kevlar. She attracted bad karma like a magnet. She felt the tube down her throat and knew he not only had a scence of humor but a crule sence of knocking people off their peddlestills. She was in bad shape. So bad she couldn't even breath for herself. God was punnishing her for something big this time. She closed her eyes and tried to figure out waht that something was. HE had just given her her husband back just to take her from him. How crule is that.

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Carlos watched Bosco pace the hall way. He was so jelouse of what the man had with his wife. But like everyone else he liked Seajae and what Bosco had become when he was with her. She always included him in family stuff. She was like the big sister he never had. She couldn't die now. To many people depended on her. Didn't God know that. Maybe someone should of told him. Carlos made his way to the chapple, planing on telling God what he thought of him for doing this to his friend.

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Dr. Miller repaired the damage as best he could. He looked at the clock. Four hours in surgery was taking it's toll. He had been a surgon long before he had been an ER doctor and when Seajae Boscorelli came in he knew he was the only one who could do this. The woman on the table stood for something more then anyone would ever know. She was loved and loved like no other person he knew. The minute she came in to the ER tonight he made a promise that he would save her no matter what it too. If he ever wanted to play God by becoming a doctor today was the day.

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Alex Taylor-Davis sat, her hand on Bosco's back. He held his head in his hands and shook it. Hadn't the man been though enough. How much was one person suppose to go though before they lost it completly.

"She can't die."

"Bosco she's not going to die. God doesn't take angel's like her from earth."

"You sound so sure."

"I am sure. She means too much to too many people. Her kids need her, you need her. Hell I need her. We all do. When you missing we all imagened what our lives would be without you and knew if you were lost we would loose her too. We couldn't loose you booth and the same things goes for now. We won't loose her and we won't loose you."

"Thanks Alex."

"We'll get though this Bosco."

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The doors opened an hour later and Dr. Miller came out looking more tired then anyone had ever seen him. He ran his hands though his hair and looked up at the people in the waiting room. Walking to the man sitting with his head in his hands he cleared his throat. Bosco looked up. Then stood.

"Just say it doc."

"It was touch and go and the next twenty four hours are going to be rough but she's doing better then we expected."

"Thanks doc."

"I don't want to have to do it again Boscorelli so glue that vest to her next time." Bosco nooded and Faith came to him and hugged him.

"I knew she was going to be okay."

"Yeah." He smiled and headed outside. He need to be alone and clear his head. And thank God for giving them one more chance.