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SUMMARY: Yes...well i can't do these....
NOTES: THANKS TO THOSE WHO REVIEW! I KNOW IT SUX, BUT PLZ LET ME KNOW IF I SHOULD CONT...THANKS...I O U
It had been a while since they'd heard from Davis. They were all worried but didn't believe that they were dead. They all knew that they would be fine. What exactly had happened to Bosco that time is unknown but the only knew that he was alright now, no details had been given. The NYPD have been searching for their officers but were so far having no luck. No clues had turned up anywhere. At least it hadn't leaked to the media that they were still alive, then they really could end up dead. It had now been nearly 6 months since they had "died" and about 2 months since they had heard anything from their friends. All they did was worry about them, but they knew that everything would be alright in the end. Carlos had recieved millions of apologies from them all but he said he wouldn't of believed him either. Ever since they'd all heard the phone call at Carlos' they'd been as close as they used to be. They were beginning to spend time together after shifts again. Things were like they used to be but not he same without the two lively boys there. It was good that they were all friends again, but it would never be fully complete until their friends were found. It was on all of their minds 24/7, they acted cool around each other but each was quietly going insane. 2 months and still no word a bit nerve racking but something told them it was ok. They were wrong.
"he's just turned into such a pain in the ass..."
Davis woke up in a sweat. Lately he couldn't shake what had happened in the last few years. Everything that had happened kept surfacing in his mind. Nothing he did could make him forget. Frustrated with himself he sat up. Bosco looked so lost and alone. Davis shuddered as he saw the marks on Bosco's arms. In a way he blamed himself. Every since the day with the first "beatings" Bosco had done everything he could to make sure that it didn't happen to Davis. He told Davis he wouldn't let them do it to him and that's exactly what he'd done. Bosco was getting himself hurt to protect Davis.
"I don't even know him anymore"
Davis shook his head and trying to shake Sully's voice out. It wasn't working. So much had been endured in the last few years and now having all this time to think they were really beginning to haunt Davis. There was a slight rustling noise on the stairs.
"Sorry....I didn't mean to startle you." Caysee said quietly as she headed down the stairs towards where Davis was seated.
"It's ok." Davis replied. Davis had hoped that Caysee hadn't seen his disturbed sleep. Davis tried to act calm and pretend that nothing was wrong, but Caysee could see right through his mask.
"Are you ok?"
Davis looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.
"You just look a little..preoccupied and before when you woke up..." Caysee said trying to avoid eye contact with Davis. Truth was she'd come down here to deliver them some good news, but after seeing Davis look so..out of it she decided to get to the bottom of their problems.
"Just a bad dream is all." Davis lied. He didn't want to talk about it with Caysee, she wouldn't understand. Nobody could understand. This was something he might have to deal with on his own. Face his own demons.
"You sure?"
"It's just been hard....I don't really want to talk about it." Davis said turning away from Caysee. All he'd been hearing lately were the angry voices of Faith and Sully. Until now he had seriously never realised how much damage their words had caused. Now he realised he could never forgive them, things could never be the same. The words kept playing over & over in his mind, each time reminding him more of the past. This has to stop. Memories hurt too much. Memories cause too much pain. Davis looked back over at Caysee aware that she had just spoken to him, but not aware of what she had said.
"How much longer do you think he'll be asleep?" Caysee asked montioning towards Bosco. She had taken a liking to the boys and it upset her to see them hurting so much. Dave would pay. She looked at Davis' face. It was a young face but yet it told many stories. His eyes had seen too much. This person had a life full of hurt. Caysee wanted to hug him and tell him everything would be ok, but she knew that Davis' anguish ran deep. Deeper than the last few months. Davis looked down at Bosco and sighed sadly. I'd do anything to get our lives back he thought to himself. Bosco doesn't deserve this he's already been through enough with Hobart, Faith and all that. This was all too much. Davis knew that if they got out of here alive that Bosco would be on the edge of having another breakdown. Davis would do whatever he could to make sure that Bosco was alright. The truth was though, that Davis himself was also beginning to crack. Memories of his past were really starting to effect him. Angrily he shook his head knowing that Caysee would be expecting an answer. He really had to stop thinking about this so much.
"I dunno. He's been a bit out if it lately." Davis finally replied. Caysee looked at her boys, who were both slowly dying. All that was about to change. She couldn't wait until they were out of there. Everything would be so much easier then.
"Well I was going to tell you both at the same time...but I guess you can tell Bosco."
"What?"
"WE can get outta here....tonight." Caysee said excitedly. Davis looked at her in shock. This was really it. They were really going to get out of this hell hole. He'd finally be able to see his friends. The only lesson he'd learnt from this experience was to make most of the time you have with the people that matter, because you never know when it can all end. 6 months had been a long time. This was really it. He couldn't believe it. Alex, Carlos, Jimmy, Doc, Kim...it would be great to see them all. Faith & Sully, Davis didn't know if he would be angry, upset or happy to see them.
The air was cool and darkness sorounded her. Carefully she approached where her friends lay. Sadly she looked down at them.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said....I'm so sorry. Please just come back. I never meant to hurt you." Faith said feeling the warm trickle of her tears roll down her cheeks. Sadly she touched the ground altough she knew it wasn't really them buried under there, it helped her to be able to talk to them. A hand touched her shoulder, could it be?
"....it wasn't Davis that changed....it was me and I couldn't admit it. Something happened in his life but I was too busy with my own stuff to deal with it. Boscorelli was the one that helped Davis get through it and I guess I got jealous...so I began blaming Bosco for everything when it was really my problem. Now I may never have the chance to tell them I'm sorry." Sully said staring down at the graves. There was so much that he wanted to say to Davis and Bosco but he knew that with each day that went on the chances were getting slimmer. There was so much that needed to be explained. Things were never meant to have been this way. This is not how it was supposed to be. Faith grabbed Sully's hand and squeezed it tight. They were both feeling exactly the same way about their missing partners. Each of them still blamed themselves.
"I just want to tell them I'm sorry." Faith cried letting herslef fall into Sully's open arms. They stood by the graves of their friends. I was the only person Bosco trusted and I betrayed him so many times Faith thought to herself. Everyone else saw Bosco for a hot headed, stubborn cop, but she saw past that because she was the only one who knew the truth. She knew Bosco's history and the shit he'd been through. She knew he was never really ok. In the end Faith was just so worried about Bosco that she blamed him for everything. The chance to say sorry may never come.
"What's the problem old timer, can't keep up?" Jimmy teased Doc as they headed towards their destination. Doc just shrugged to himself pretending not to care, but really he knew that he was getting old. There was only one thing he wanted to do before anything happened to him, all he wanted to do was see his friends again. Carlos slapped Doc on the back before running ahead to catch up with Jimmy. They were all acting happy, but there was nothing happy about where they were going. Doc frowned when he noticed that his friends had stopped up ahead. He hurried along to reach them and saw what they were staring at.
"Should we leave them alone?" Carlos asked hit with a sudden wave of grief. He knew that his friends weren't in those graves, but standing out here made it feel so real. All that he wanted was to be able to see his friends again, to be able to laugh and smile. Just so things could go back to normal. Who knew if it would ever happen.
"No. We all need each other at the moment." Jimmy replied. He too was feeling the strain of worry. It had been a long time since contact had been made. Just to be able to go out drinking with the boys one last time would make him happy. All any of them wanted to do was just be able to see them alive again. Just to able to tell them what was on their mind. Jimmy sadly headed towards Sully & Faith. We need you.
"You had a soft spot for him didn't you?" Alex asked Kim as they headed to the graveyard. Kim smiled slightly and nodded at Alex who gave her a weird look. The thing was Kim had a thing for Bosco and now she had lost the chance to tell him. Maybe lost her chance to truly be happy. If she saw him again she'd tell him how she felt. Her feelings wouldn't be kept a secret any longer. Everyone was feeling guilty because they all had something secret they wanted to say to Davis and Bosco but never had the chance. They were starting to feel that the chance would never come around. Alex wanted to be able to hold Davis. To feel his heart beat against hers. To wake up in the morning to see his face beside her. Life was wrong without them. They reached the graves to see the rest of their friends gathered around.
"Looks like they had the same idea." Kim said as the joined the rest of the group around the graves. They all looked at each other and silently communicated. It was a joint wish that they could see them...even if it were only for a minute. They had to say what was on their minds. Their wish would soon come true
SUMMARY: Yes...well i can't do these....
NOTES: THANKS TO THOSE WHO REVIEW! I KNOW IT SUX, BUT PLZ LET ME KNOW IF I SHOULD CONT...THANKS...I O U
It had been a while since they'd heard from Davis. They were all worried but didn't believe that they were dead. They all knew that they would be fine. What exactly had happened to Bosco that time is unknown but the only knew that he was alright now, no details had been given. The NYPD have been searching for their officers but were so far having no luck. No clues had turned up anywhere. At least it hadn't leaked to the media that they were still alive, then they really could end up dead. It had now been nearly 6 months since they had "died" and about 2 months since they had heard anything from their friends. All they did was worry about them, but they knew that everything would be alright in the end. Carlos had recieved millions of apologies from them all but he said he wouldn't of believed him either. Ever since they'd all heard the phone call at Carlos' they'd been as close as they used to be. They were beginning to spend time together after shifts again. Things were like they used to be but not he same without the two lively boys there. It was good that they were all friends again, but it would never be fully complete until their friends were found. It was on all of their minds 24/7, they acted cool around each other but each was quietly going insane. 2 months and still no word a bit nerve racking but something told them it was ok. They were wrong.
"he's just turned into such a pain in the ass..."
Davis woke up in a sweat. Lately he couldn't shake what had happened in the last few years. Everything that had happened kept surfacing in his mind. Nothing he did could make him forget. Frustrated with himself he sat up. Bosco looked so lost and alone. Davis shuddered as he saw the marks on Bosco's arms. In a way he blamed himself. Every since the day with the first "beatings" Bosco had done everything he could to make sure that it didn't happen to Davis. He told Davis he wouldn't let them do it to him and that's exactly what he'd done. Bosco was getting himself hurt to protect Davis.
"I don't even know him anymore"
Davis shook his head and trying to shake Sully's voice out. It wasn't working. So much had been endured in the last few years and now having all this time to think they were really beginning to haunt Davis. There was a slight rustling noise on the stairs.
"Sorry....I didn't mean to startle you." Caysee said quietly as she headed down the stairs towards where Davis was seated.
"It's ok." Davis replied. Davis had hoped that Caysee hadn't seen his disturbed sleep. Davis tried to act calm and pretend that nothing was wrong, but Caysee could see right through his mask.
"Are you ok?"
Davis looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.
"You just look a little..preoccupied and before when you woke up..." Caysee said trying to avoid eye contact with Davis. Truth was she'd come down here to deliver them some good news, but after seeing Davis look so..out of it she decided to get to the bottom of their problems.
"Just a bad dream is all." Davis lied. He didn't want to talk about it with Caysee, she wouldn't understand. Nobody could understand. This was something he might have to deal with on his own. Face his own demons.
"You sure?"
"It's just been hard....I don't really want to talk about it." Davis said turning away from Caysee. All he'd been hearing lately were the angry voices of Faith and Sully. Until now he had seriously never realised how much damage their words had caused. Now he realised he could never forgive them, things could never be the same. The words kept playing over & over in his mind, each time reminding him more of the past. This has to stop. Memories hurt too much. Memories cause too much pain. Davis looked back over at Caysee aware that she had just spoken to him, but not aware of what she had said.
"How much longer do you think he'll be asleep?" Caysee asked montioning towards Bosco. She had taken a liking to the boys and it upset her to see them hurting so much. Dave would pay. She looked at Davis' face. It was a young face but yet it told many stories. His eyes had seen too much. This person had a life full of hurt. Caysee wanted to hug him and tell him everything would be ok, but she knew that Davis' anguish ran deep. Deeper than the last few months. Davis looked down at Bosco and sighed sadly. I'd do anything to get our lives back he thought to himself. Bosco doesn't deserve this he's already been through enough with Hobart, Faith and all that. This was all too much. Davis knew that if they got out of here alive that Bosco would be on the edge of having another breakdown. Davis would do whatever he could to make sure that Bosco was alright. The truth was though, that Davis himself was also beginning to crack. Memories of his past were really starting to effect him. Angrily he shook his head knowing that Caysee would be expecting an answer. He really had to stop thinking about this so much.
"I dunno. He's been a bit out if it lately." Davis finally replied. Caysee looked at her boys, who were both slowly dying. All that was about to change. She couldn't wait until they were out of there. Everything would be so much easier then.
"Well I was going to tell you both at the same time...but I guess you can tell Bosco."
"What?"
"WE can get outta here....tonight." Caysee said excitedly. Davis looked at her in shock. This was really it. They were really going to get out of this hell hole. He'd finally be able to see his friends. The only lesson he'd learnt from this experience was to make most of the time you have with the people that matter, because you never know when it can all end. 6 months had been a long time. This was really it. He couldn't believe it. Alex, Carlos, Jimmy, Doc, Kim...it would be great to see them all. Faith & Sully, Davis didn't know if he would be angry, upset or happy to see them.
The air was cool and darkness sorounded her. Carefully she approached where her friends lay. Sadly she looked down at them.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean what I said....I'm so sorry. Please just come back. I never meant to hurt you." Faith said feeling the warm trickle of her tears roll down her cheeks. Sadly she touched the ground altough she knew it wasn't really them buried under there, it helped her to be able to talk to them. A hand touched her shoulder, could it be?
"....it wasn't Davis that changed....it was me and I couldn't admit it. Something happened in his life but I was too busy with my own stuff to deal with it. Boscorelli was the one that helped Davis get through it and I guess I got jealous...so I began blaming Bosco for everything when it was really my problem. Now I may never have the chance to tell them I'm sorry." Sully said staring down at the graves. There was so much that he wanted to say to Davis and Bosco but he knew that with each day that went on the chances were getting slimmer. There was so much that needed to be explained. Things were never meant to have been this way. This is not how it was supposed to be. Faith grabbed Sully's hand and squeezed it tight. They were both feeling exactly the same way about their missing partners. Each of them still blamed themselves.
"I just want to tell them I'm sorry." Faith cried letting herslef fall into Sully's open arms. They stood by the graves of their friends. I was the only person Bosco trusted and I betrayed him so many times Faith thought to herself. Everyone else saw Bosco for a hot headed, stubborn cop, but she saw past that because she was the only one who knew the truth. She knew Bosco's history and the shit he'd been through. She knew he was never really ok. In the end Faith was just so worried about Bosco that she blamed him for everything. The chance to say sorry may never come.
"What's the problem old timer, can't keep up?" Jimmy teased Doc as they headed towards their destination. Doc just shrugged to himself pretending not to care, but really he knew that he was getting old. There was only one thing he wanted to do before anything happened to him, all he wanted to do was see his friends again. Carlos slapped Doc on the back before running ahead to catch up with Jimmy. They were all acting happy, but there was nothing happy about where they were going. Doc frowned when he noticed that his friends had stopped up ahead. He hurried along to reach them and saw what they were staring at.
"Should we leave them alone?" Carlos asked hit with a sudden wave of grief. He knew that his friends weren't in those graves, but standing out here made it feel so real. All that he wanted was to be able to see his friends again, to be able to laugh and smile. Just so things could go back to normal. Who knew if it would ever happen.
"No. We all need each other at the moment." Jimmy replied. He too was feeling the strain of worry. It had been a long time since contact had been made. Just to be able to go out drinking with the boys one last time would make him happy. All any of them wanted to do was just be able to see them alive again. Just to able to tell them what was on their mind. Jimmy sadly headed towards Sully & Faith. We need you.
"You had a soft spot for him didn't you?" Alex asked Kim as they headed to the graveyard. Kim smiled slightly and nodded at Alex who gave her a weird look. The thing was Kim had a thing for Bosco and now she had lost the chance to tell him. Maybe lost her chance to truly be happy. If she saw him again she'd tell him how she felt. Her feelings wouldn't be kept a secret any longer. Everyone was feeling guilty because they all had something secret they wanted to say to Davis and Bosco but never had the chance. They were starting to feel that the chance would never come around. Alex wanted to be able to hold Davis. To feel his heart beat against hers. To wake up in the morning to see his face beside her. Life was wrong without them. They reached the graves to see the rest of their friends gathered around.
"Looks like they had the same idea." Kim said as the joined the rest of the group around the graves. They all looked at each other and silently communicated. It was a joint wish that they could see them...even if it were only for a minute. They had to say what was on their minds. Their wish would soon come true