Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will. But I can dream, can't I?
A/N: Please please review. It's tough doing FT and PT work. It makes me happy to write, but it makes me even happier to read people's opinions. Good or bad I want 'em, However, I only listen to flames if they're reasonably based. And yes, I know I'm not perfect. I have typos and other flaws, but when I rework it, it'll all be good... again, PLEASE REVIEW!!
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Bosco looked around him, a headache beginning at his temples. He studied the paperclips he'd folded, and the stacks of paperwork that lay in front of him. Damned Christopher. Then he thought about Faith. He was sure she'd rather be riding with Gusler. He thought about Thomas, and swore that if he hurt her in any way, he would get it. He pushed the chair back from the desk, leaning back to stretch out a knot in his leg, and looked around. The office wasn't very busy, not a lot of things happening today.
"Enjoying the desk?" a voice sneered.
Bosco rotated the chair, studying the guy up and down. "Where's Faith"
"Walking somewhere, probably" Thomas replied.
"And why would she be walking, she's on patrol, with you in fact, where is she?" he damanded.
Thomas smiled and began to walk away.
Bosco jumped out of the desk, an uneasy feeling running through him. "Where is Faith!?" he demanded, grabbing Thomas' shoulder and spinning him around.
"Don't lay your dirty pays on me!" Thomas protested.
"If you don't want my foot up your ass, you'll tell me where Faith is!" he was pissed now.
"Getting snacks, going to the washroom, walking back to the station, who knows?" he asked.
"What did you do to her?"
Thomas flipped Bosco's hand off his shoulder and turned to walk away again.
"Hey, Thomas, I gave you a warning, right?" Bosco asked, pleasantly this time.
"If that's what you wanna call it" he returned smugly.
Bosco ploughed in to the guy from behind, knocking him in to a desk. He swung, his fist connecting with Thomas' face, knocking him to the ground, and Bosco stood over him, his foot positioned as such the slightest pressure could seriously handicap any sex life he may have.
"What. Did. You. Do. To. Her?" he asked again.
Thomas angrily stared up at him, eyes narrowing.
Bosco applied pressure and watched Thomas squirm with pain. "Okay, Okay, I left her at the Mac's store on Edward, it's not a far walk!" he exclaimed.
Bosco stared down at him, pure hatred in his eyes.
"Boscorelli, what are you doing?" Lieu demanded.
"Putting Thomas in his place" Bosco snapped, taking his foot away and giving the guy a look that said it wasn't over between them.
"For what?"
"He left Yokas behind on patrol"
"You what?" Lieu demanded, turning on Thomas.
"I left her, at the store, she was taking too long-"
Bosco looked at Lieu, and knew that there was more to the story than what Thomas was saying.
"Lieu, what happened?" Bosco asked.
The Lieutenant looked at him, "I'm sorry" he said simply.
"What happened!? Bosco yelled.
"There was a robbery at that store, I just got the call. An officer was held hostage and shot-"
"Is she dead?"
Lieu gave a blank stare.
"IS SHE DEAD?" Bosco yelled.
"Not yet" he finally answered.
Bosco felt shivers run up and down his spine, then turned and ran out front, jumping in to his Mustang, heading towards Angel of Mercy. No, no, no. This isn't happening. No, she's not dead. She won't die. She can't die. I love her. It's not possible. He ran two red lights.
"Stay with us Faith" Kim said, working above the police officer. She pressed gauze in to the wound, knowing that there was an exit wound. Good things, good things. "Open up your eyes honey, you can do it, wake up" she kept speaking as Doc continue to work as well.
"I don't have a pulse!" Kim cried as the monitor began to emit a steady beep.
"Come on Faith, no quitting now" Doc muttered, charging the paddles to 150. "Clear" he said, Kim took her hands away, stopping CPR. Doc pressed the paddles to her skin, trying to jump start her heart again.
"Nothing" Kim said,
"Two Hundred" Doc called, charging.
Kim cleared her hands away as Doc repeated the process.
A slow beep began on the monitor.
"She's back" Kim said.
"Carlos, drive faster!" Doc yelled to his partner, who was driving.
Carlos started running reds with brief glances.
Bosco squealed the tired, parking in Emergency and ran to the doors. An ambulance was unloading someone on a stretcher, Kim and Doc standing over them.
"Is that Faith?" he asked, only Kim met his eyes, she nodded.
"Is she alive?"
"So far"
Bosco's heart slowed a bit as he followed the stretcher and numerous doctors. "is she gonna be okay?" Bosco asked Doc.
Doc looked at him, "She should be, but her body's been traumatized. It's impossible to tell. Even a simple shoulder wound can get complicated, depending on the person."
"Complicated, how?"
"She's lost a lot of blood, her body's in shock." he said solemnly.
"But she.. she's breathing and everything so that's good, right?" Bosco asked.
Doc's face darkened.
"What?" Bosco demanded.
"She went in to arrest already, we think that she was already shot before, with her vest on, because there was new bruising and some broken ribs. The broken ribs may have punctured her lung, causing it to fill with flood and putting pressure on her heart. If they can't clear the airway and fix the bleeding immediately, " Kim shook her head.
"She died?"
"Teachnically, but she's alive now" Doc reminded him.
Bosco turned and punched whatever was there, which happened to be drywall. He pulled his fist from it, chunks of drywall falling to the floor, his hand was covered in blood and powder.
"This isn't happening" he said to himself.
Kim put her hand around his shoulders, but he shrugged them off.
"It's nto Faith in there, it's someone else. Faith wasn't there.." he began, then broke down in tears.
Kim paused, shocked. She'd only ever seen Bosco cry publically once, when those kids died in the car accident on prom night. She bit her lip, and watched him pace back and forth then lean against a wall, lowering himself to the floor.
She looked over at Doc, who seemed just as shocked.
"Should we.. call anyone?" Kim asked.
Bosco shook his head. "I'll call in a minute" he said, holding the tears back and brushing his face.
Sully and Davis walked in then.
"How is she?" Sully asked.
"Not good" Doc admitted, looking through the glass window to the trauma room. They had pulled the curtains around the working area, which usually meant it was bloody and bad. They didn't want to upset any other hospital goers more so.
Sully sighed, and Davis turned, pacing.
"When I see Thomas, I'm gonna-" Ty began.
"Not before I do" Bosco snapped from the floor.
Ty turned and looked at him. He looked so small down there. Like a child. An innocent. And he knew that Bosco wasn't, but it certainly appeared so.
"Excuse me, I need to make a call" Bosco said, getting up from the floor and heading for the payphones. Sully, Davis, Kim and Doc stared after him.
"She'd better make it through this, or we're gonna hafta deal with Thomas' body"
"I think we may already have to deal with that" Sully remarked slowly, staring at the hole in the wall. Amazingly no one had said anything about it yet.
"Ma?" Bosco asked.
"No, no, I'm okay.. it's.. yea Ma, it's Faith, she was shot today" he paused, a tear slipping down his cheek.
"No Ma, I don't know if she's gonna be okay"
"Yea, that would be great, they won't be able to see her though, not right now" his voice caught as he heard Charlie in the background. There was fumbling on the other end, then a young voice.
"Bosco, is that you?" Charlie's voice came over the line."
"Yea pal, it's me" Bosco replied.
"Where's mom?" he asked.
"Uhm.. well. Your mom got sick at work and she had to go to the hospital"
"But she's okay right? I can bring you Cold Medicine, that's what mummy gives me when I get sick"
Bosco smiled grimly, "No Charlie, that's okay, the hospital has all the things to make her better with" he replied.
"Can I come see her, but I don't wanna see her if she's barfing because then I'll barf too, Emily did that one time"
Bosco swallowed, "Yes, My mom is going to take you guys to the hospital okay"
"Okay" Charlie chirped, "Bye Bosco!" he said, hanging up.
"Ma, get them down here as soon as you can okay, take a cab, I'll see you in a little bit" he finished, then slowly hung up the phone, turning back to where there was now a crowd of police officers.
Lieu was there, so was Christopher. Sully and Davis were still standing with Kim, Doc, Carlos and Alex. He took a deep breath and went back over, but stood separate from the crowd, staring through the windows.
You can pull through this Faith. You can, and you will. You can't jsut die. No, I refuse it. You can't because I love you. I just realized that not even twenty four hours ago. You have to live. You have to live so you can see me beat the shit out of Thomas. You have to. He put his hand on the window, watching fog form around it, then leaned his head against it as well, staring in.
His mom and the kids came in only ten minutes later, and he wondered if they'd paid the cabbie extra to run reds. Angela immediately came over to hug Bosco, the kids following and looking around.
"Oh, Maurice" she said, embracing him, "Are you okay?"
"Ma, I wasn't shot" he pointed out.
"No, but you're in love with the one who did get shot" she pointed out.
"How did you-"
"Maurice, it's obvious, has been for years!" she exclaimed.
"But I just-"
"You just what, realized you loved her? You silly boy, never were one to see the obvious were you?" she said softly.
"She can't die Ma, she can't" he whispered.
"She'll be fine, you'll see. This is Faith we're talking about. Have some faith in Faith.
A/N: Please please review. It's tough doing FT and PT work. It makes me happy to write, but it makes me even happier to read people's opinions. Good or bad I want 'em, However, I only listen to flames if they're reasonably based. And yes, I know I'm not perfect. I have typos and other flaws, but when I rework it, it'll all be good... again, PLEASE REVIEW!!
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Bosco looked around him, a headache beginning at his temples. He studied the paperclips he'd folded, and the stacks of paperwork that lay in front of him. Damned Christopher. Then he thought about Faith. He was sure she'd rather be riding with Gusler. He thought about Thomas, and swore that if he hurt her in any way, he would get it. He pushed the chair back from the desk, leaning back to stretch out a knot in his leg, and looked around. The office wasn't very busy, not a lot of things happening today.
"Enjoying the desk?" a voice sneered.
Bosco rotated the chair, studying the guy up and down. "Where's Faith"
"Walking somewhere, probably" Thomas replied.
"And why would she be walking, she's on patrol, with you in fact, where is she?" he damanded.
Thomas smiled and began to walk away.
Bosco jumped out of the desk, an uneasy feeling running through him. "Where is Faith!?" he demanded, grabbing Thomas' shoulder and spinning him around.
"Don't lay your dirty pays on me!" Thomas protested.
"If you don't want my foot up your ass, you'll tell me where Faith is!" he was pissed now.
"Getting snacks, going to the washroom, walking back to the station, who knows?" he asked.
"What did you do to her?"
Thomas flipped Bosco's hand off his shoulder and turned to walk away again.
"Hey, Thomas, I gave you a warning, right?" Bosco asked, pleasantly this time.
"If that's what you wanna call it" he returned smugly.
Bosco ploughed in to the guy from behind, knocking him in to a desk. He swung, his fist connecting with Thomas' face, knocking him to the ground, and Bosco stood over him, his foot positioned as such the slightest pressure could seriously handicap any sex life he may have.
"What. Did. You. Do. To. Her?" he asked again.
Thomas angrily stared up at him, eyes narrowing.
Bosco applied pressure and watched Thomas squirm with pain. "Okay, Okay, I left her at the Mac's store on Edward, it's not a far walk!" he exclaimed.
Bosco stared down at him, pure hatred in his eyes.
"Boscorelli, what are you doing?" Lieu demanded.
"Putting Thomas in his place" Bosco snapped, taking his foot away and giving the guy a look that said it wasn't over between them.
"For what?"
"He left Yokas behind on patrol"
"You what?" Lieu demanded, turning on Thomas.
"I left her, at the store, she was taking too long-"
Bosco looked at Lieu, and knew that there was more to the story than what Thomas was saying.
"Lieu, what happened?" Bosco asked.
The Lieutenant looked at him, "I'm sorry" he said simply.
"What happened!? Bosco yelled.
"There was a robbery at that store, I just got the call. An officer was held hostage and shot-"
"Is she dead?"
Lieu gave a blank stare.
"IS SHE DEAD?" Bosco yelled.
"Not yet" he finally answered.
Bosco felt shivers run up and down his spine, then turned and ran out front, jumping in to his Mustang, heading towards Angel of Mercy. No, no, no. This isn't happening. No, she's not dead. She won't die. She can't die. I love her. It's not possible. He ran two red lights.
"Stay with us Faith" Kim said, working above the police officer. She pressed gauze in to the wound, knowing that there was an exit wound. Good things, good things. "Open up your eyes honey, you can do it, wake up" she kept speaking as Doc continue to work as well.
"I don't have a pulse!" Kim cried as the monitor began to emit a steady beep.
"Come on Faith, no quitting now" Doc muttered, charging the paddles to 150. "Clear" he said, Kim took her hands away, stopping CPR. Doc pressed the paddles to her skin, trying to jump start her heart again.
"Nothing" Kim said,
"Two Hundred" Doc called, charging.
Kim cleared her hands away as Doc repeated the process.
A slow beep began on the monitor.
"She's back" Kim said.
"Carlos, drive faster!" Doc yelled to his partner, who was driving.
Carlos started running reds with brief glances.
Bosco squealed the tired, parking in Emergency and ran to the doors. An ambulance was unloading someone on a stretcher, Kim and Doc standing over them.
"Is that Faith?" he asked, only Kim met his eyes, she nodded.
"Is she alive?"
"So far"
Bosco's heart slowed a bit as he followed the stretcher and numerous doctors. "is she gonna be okay?" Bosco asked Doc.
Doc looked at him, "She should be, but her body's been traumatized. It's impossible to tell. Even a simple shoulder wound can get complicated, depending on the person."
"Complicated, how?"
"She's lost a lot of blood, her body's in shock." he said solemnly.
"But she.. she's breathing and everything so that's good, right?" Bosco asked.
Doc's face darkened.
"What?" Bosco demanded.
"She went in to arrest already, we think that she was already shot before, with her vest on, because there was new bruising and some broken ribs. The broken ribs may have punctured her lung, causing it to fill with flood and putting pressure on her heart. If they can't clear the airway and fix the bleeding immediately, " Kim shook her head.
"She died?"
"Teachnically, but she's alive now" Doc reminded him.
Bosco turned and punched whatever was there, which happened to be drywall. He pulled his fist from it, chunks of drywall falling to the floor, his hand was covered in blood and powder.
"This isn't happening" he said to himself.
Kim put her hand around his shoulders, but he shrugged them off.
"It's nto Faith in there, it's someone else. Faith wasn't there.." he began, then broke down in tears.
Kim paused, shocked. She'd only ever seen Bosco cry publically once, when those kids died in the car accident on prom night. She bit her lip, and watched him pace back and forth then lean against a wall, lowering himself to the floor.
She looked over at Doc, who seemed just as shocked.
"Should we.. call anyone?" Kim asked.
Bosco shook his head. "I'll call in a minute" he said, holding the tears back and brushing his face.
Sully and Davis walked in then.
"How is she?" Sully asked.
"Not good" Doc admitted, looking through the glass window to the trauma room. They had pulled the curtains around the working area, which usually meant it was bloody and bad. They didn't want to upset any other hospital goers more so.
Sully sighed, and Davis turned, pacing.
"When I see Thomas, I'm gonna-" Ty began.
"Not before I do" Bosco snapped from the floor.
Ty turned and looked at him. He looked so small down there. Like a child. An innocent. And he knew that Bosco wasn't, but it certainly appeared so.
"Excuse me, I need to make a call" Bosco said, getting up from the floor and heading for the payphones. Sully, Davis, Kim and Doc stared after him.
"She'd better make it through this, or we're gonna hafta deal with Thomas' body"
"I think we may already have to deal with that" Sully remarked slowly, staring at the hole in the wall. Amazingly no one had said anything about it yet.
"Ma?" Bosco asked.
"No, no, I'm okay.. it's.. yea Ma, it's Faith, she was shot today" he paused, a tear slipping down his cheek.
"No Ma, I don't know if she's gonna be okay"
"Yea, that would be great, they won't be able to see her though, not right now" his voice caught as he heard Charlie in the background. There was fumbling on the other end, then a young voice.
"Bosco, is that you?" Charlie's voice came over the line."
"Yea pal, it's me" Bosco replied.
"Where's mom?" he asked.
"Uhm.. well. Your mom got sick at work and she had to go to the hospital"
"But she's okay right? I can bring you Cold Medicine, that's what mummy gives me when I get sick"
Bosco smiled grimly, "No Charlie, that's okay, the hospital has all the things to make her better with" he replied.
"Can I come see her, but I don't wanna see her if she's barfing because then I'll barf too, Emily did that one time"
Bosco swallowed, "Yes, My mom is going to take you guys to the hospital okay"
"Okay" Charlie chirped, "Bye Bosco!" he said, hanging up.
"Ma, get them down here as soon as you can okay, take a cab, I'll see you in a little bit" he finished, then slowly hung up the phone, turning back to where there was now a crowd of police officers.
Lieu was there, so was Christopher. Sully and Davis were still standing with Kim, Doc, Carlos and Alex. He took a deep breath and went back over, but stood separate from the crowd, staring through the windows.
You can pull through this Faith. You can, and you will. You can't jsut die. No, I refuse it. You can't because I love you. I just realized that not even twenty four hours ago. You have to live. You have to live so you can see me beat the shit out of Thomas. You have to. He put his hand on the window, watching fog form around it, then leaned his head against it as well, staring in.
His mom and the kids came in only ten minutes later, and he wondered if they'd paid the cabbie extra to run reds. Angela immediately came over to hug Bosco, the kids following and looking around.
"Oh, Maurice" she said, embracing him, "Are you okay?"
"Ma, I wasn't shot" he pointed out.
"No, but you're in love with the one who did get shot" she pointed out.
"How did you-"
"Maurice, it's obvious, has been for years!" she exclaimed.
"But I just-"
"You just what, realized you loved her? You silly boy, never were one to see the obvious were you?" she said softly.
"She can't die Ma, she can't" he whispered.
"She'll be fine, you'll see. This is Faith we're talking about. Have some faith in Faith.