Disclaimer: I Own Nothing
Notes: I know I'm slower then molasas roaming up hill in the winter. I'm trying to get this together. Pulling out my hair. But such is life.
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Bosco unlocked the door at midnight. Him and Doyle got jammed with a accdident and it was a long time before the clean up crew arrived. He needed a shower and a whole lot of asprine. Seajae was curled up on the couch. She looked so sweet and all he wanted to do was wake her up and hold her.
"You smell like a fish market." She opened her eyes.
"Delivery truck turned over. Got some nice salmon steaks." He leaned over the back of the couch and kissed her. She wrinkled her nose. "Okay I get it. No hanky panky before I hit the shower."
"How was Doyle after you left?"
"A little distant but okay. Thats strange hey. That you knew as a kid." Bosco headed for the shower. Seajae followed him. "You thinking too much Boscorelli."
"I saw something tonight when I was looking though some old pictures. I guess it was more like a feeling."
"Should we put Doyle in lock up for a few days?"
"I don't know. I just saw this little boy and he was so alone and he was calling me. Telling me he needed me."
"So you think the home he went to wasn't all love and happiness?"
"Your getting good at this Bosco."
"Too much time with Goren maybe."
"It all connected some how. You, Doyle and the baby napping thing."
"Me and Doyle are the baby nappers?"
"Oh stop. You were together the night Kim was attacked."
"Maybe Kim's was a copy cat to thow us off. You know Chevcenko had his hands in everything back then."
"Yeah I guess your right but it isn't Doyle. Bosco I couldn't be that wrong about anyone." Bosco hugged her.
"You going to share the shower or do I fly solo?"
"I still can't wash my hair so I guess we conserve water yet again."
"Don't sound so discussed their baby, I might be nice and take my time drying you off."
"Is that a threat?"
"More like a promise. Now get in here." Seajae laughed and joined her husband in the shower.
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Bosco sat at Jason Christophers desk and looked around. He knew the man loved power but Seajae assured him it hadn't gone to his head. The man came in and sat down.
"What's up Boscorelli?"
"I need a favor."
"Name it." Bosco looked at his long time rival and smiled. Seajae could charm a lion.
"Put Doyle on lock up duty till further notice."
"You got problems with the kid?"
"Nope." Bosco sat forward in his chair. "I have no complaints. And with Faith taking the Sgt's exam it would be great if he and I could work together all the time."
"But......"
"Do I really have to say it Jason?"
"No. As of today he's on lock up. So that leaves you solo."
"Seajae wants to ride shot gun."
"You have your own agenda?"
"Kinda, just some things I need to take care of. It won't interfear with the normal stuff."
"I'm holding you to that Bosco. Make sure your wife wears her vest and her Miss America attitude because I won't put up with either one of your cowboy attitudes today."
"Yes sir." Bosco stood up. "Thanks for understanding."
"Who said I understood. I just know better then to say no anymore." Jason signed a paper and handed it to Bosco. "Keep your wife on a leash Bosco. When she's hurt she gets into trouble."
"So when did you get a heart there Christopher?" Bosco smiled and headed to the locker room.
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"Okay people I know you all want to get out on the streets and fight crime but I got a few reassingments today. As of yesterday Officer Faith McKenzie is Sgt Faith McKenzie. Congradulations McKenzie, you can report to me after role call. Doyle I need you in lock up and Sgt. Boscorelli, yes I said Sgt. you ride with Office Boscorelli and work on that extra assingnment I gave you. Stay safe. We want to see all of you back here after the shift."
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"He gave you a permotion?"
"I've had that permotion for six months. I just never took it. I didn't want it." Christopher stopped her at the radio room and handed her a bage. She reached in her pocket and took her old one out of the case. "Bastard."
"Sucker. I told you if you get shot one more time. I knew you couldn't go six months."
"How much did you win?"
"Three hundred. Now get to work and keep out of trouble."
"Bite me Christopher." They walked away and headed toward the car.
"He made a bet when you'd get shot?"
"He made a bet when he could sucker me into the Sgt's job. Getting shot was just an insentive." They got in the car. "So where to?"
"The warehouse. I want to see it in the daylight."
"You okay with that?"
"Why do you think I took you along. In case I'm not okay with that." He put the car into drive and headed to the ware house.
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'Now what?' Joey and Bosco wern't riding together and the Bitch was back working. The figure that stood around the corner of the firehouse watched the Boscorelli's pull away. They were all getting too close to the truth. The hooker had to die. And Joey Doyle, well he was digging in all the right places and soon a name would pop up and things would get very sticky. No one knew yet what Joey knew and if Joey was gone no one would ever find out about the babies and Boscorelli's disappearing act. Joey Doyle needed to be elliminated. The sooner the better.
Notes: I know I'm slower then molasas roaming up hill in the winter. I'm trying to get this together. Pulling out my hair. But such is life.
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Bosco unlocked the door at midnight. Him and Doyle got jammed with a accdident and it was a long time before the clean up crew arrived. He needed a shower and a whole lot of asprine. Seajae was curled up on the couch. She looked so sweet and all he wanted to do was wake her up and hold her.
"You smell like a fish market." She opened her eyes.
"Delivery truck turned over. Got some nice salmon steaks." He leaned over the back of the couch and kissed her. She wrinkled her nose. "Okay I get it. No hanky panky before I hit the shower."
"How was Doyle after you left?"
"A little distant but okay. Thats strange hey. That you knew as a kid." Bosco headed for the shower. Seajae followed him. "You thinking too much Boscorelli."
"I saw something tonight when I was looking though some old pictures. I guess it was more like a feeling."
"Should we put Doyle in lock up for a few days?"
"I don't know. I just saw this little boy and he was so alone and he was calling me. Telling me he needed me."
"So you think the home he went to wasn't all love and happiness?"
"Your getting good at this Bosco."
"Too much time with Goren maybe."
"It all connected some how. You, Doyle and the baby napping thing."
"Me and Doyle are the baby nappers?"
"Oh stop. You were together the night Kim was attacked."
"Maybe Kim's was a copy cat to thow us off. You know Chevcenko had his hands in everything back then."
"Yeah I guess your right but it isn't Doyle. Bosco I couldn't be that wrong about anyone." Bosco hugged her.
"You going to share the shower or do I fly solo?"
"I still can't wash my hair so I guess we conserve water yet again."
"Don't sound so discussed their baby, I might be nice and take my time drying you off."
"Is that a threat?"
"More like a promise. Now get in here." Seajae laughed and joined her husband in the shower.
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Bosco sat at Jason Christophers desk and looked around. He knew the man loved power but Seajae assured him it hadn't gone to his head. The man came in and sat down.
"What's up Boscorelli?"
"I need a favor."
"Name it." Bosco looked at his long time rival and smiled. Seajae could charm a lion.
"Put Doyle on lock up duty till further notice."
"You got problems with the kid?"
"Nope." Bosco sat forward in his chair. "I have no complaints. And with Faith taking the Sgt's exam it would be great if he and I could work together all the time."
"But......"
"Do I really have to say it Jason?"
"No. As of today he's on lock up. So that leaves you solo."
"Seajae wants to ride shot gun."
"You have your own agenda?"
"Kinda, just some things I need to take care of. It won't interfear with the normal stuff."
"I'm holding you to that Bosco. Make sure your wife wears her vest and her Miss America attitude because I won't put up with either one of your cowboy attitudes today."
"Yes sir." Bosco stood up. "Thanks for understanding."
"Who said I understood. I just know better then to say no anymore." Jason signed a paper and handed it to Bosco. "Keep your wife on a leash Bosco. When she's hurt she gets into trouble."
"So when did you get a heart there Christopher?" Bosco smiled and headed to the locker room.
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"Okay people I know you all want to get out on the streets and fight crime but I got a few reassingments today. As of yesterday Officer Faith McKenzie is Sgt Faith McKenzie. Congradulations McKenzie, you can report to me after role call. Doyle I need you in lock up and Sgt. Boscorelli, yes I said Sgt. you ride with Office Boscorelli and work on that extra assingnment I gave you. Stay safe. We want to see all of you back here after the shift."
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"He gave you a permotion?"
"I've had that permotion for six months. I just never took it. I didn't want it." Christopher stopped her at the radio room and handed her a bage. She reached in her pocket and took her old one out of the case. "Bastard."
"Sucker. I told you if you get shot one more time. I knew you couldn't go six months."
"How much did you win?"
"Three hundred. Now get to work and keep out of trouble."
"Bite me Christopher." They walked away and headed toward the car.
"He made a bet when you'd get shot?"
"He made a bet when he could sucker me into the Sgt's job. Getting shot was just an insentive." They got in the car. "So where to?"
"The warehouse. I want to see it in the daylight."
"You okay with that?"
"Why do you think I took you along. In case I'm not okay with that." He put the car into drive and headed to the ware house.
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'Now what?' Joey and Bosco wern't riding together and the Bitch was back working. The figure that stood around the corner of the firehouse watched the Boscorelli's pull away. They were all getting too close to the truth. The hooker had to die. And Joey Doyle, well he was digging in all the right places and soon a name would pop up and things would get very sticky. No one knew yet what Joey knew and if Joey was gone no one would ever find out about the babies and Boscorelli's disappearing act. Joey Doyle needed to be elliminated. The sooner the better.