Rainy Season
Chapter 2
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This is the second story in my Bosco/Faith Shipper Series. The series now
has a title! It is Partly Cloudy With a Chance of Rain...I seem to have
this thing for titles related to the weather.however sometimes for me I
feel I could describe my feelings better if I thought more like a
weatherman! :)
Once again this story goes out to all those shippers and especially to Dem and Angie for all their help and support (They make me say that.it's part of the B/F shipper brainwashing program!)
If you haven't read the first story in the series, Let the Sun Shine Through.you might want to! *****
"Every lifetime has a little bit of rain. This is just your rainy season."
***** Faith followed Bosco into roll call and sat in the chair next to him. Bosco stared straight ahead as the lieutenant began the morning's briefing. "OK, one more announcement before you head out. Officers Boscorelli and Yokas have joined our watch. I know that most of you already know them, but when you get a chance say hello." The lieutenant looked at them. "Boscorelli. Yokas. Looks like you'll be in David patrolling your usual sector." Bosco and Faith nodded. "OK everyone have a good tour."
Bosco and Faith stood up to leave and after saying numerous hellos, shaking hands and nodding and smiling at their new coworkers they were finally able to check out their radios. "Well, at least we still get 5-5 David," Bosco said with a smile as he slid in behind the wheel of their RMP.
"Uh, yeah." Said Faith who was taken aback by Bosco's suddenly chipper mood. He was pulling his Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde routine. A few minutes ago he was upset about what happened with Emily and he was really down. Now he was almost happy. "Are you OK?"
"Yeah, fine. Why?"
"Well because a little while ago you were pretty upset and we didn't really get a chance to finish talking. We can talk about it if you want."
He looked at her. "Faith this is work. No need to bring our personal lives into it."
"Bosco we always talked about our personal lives before. Why would that change now?"
"Come on Faith." There was a hint of annoyance in his voice. "We can't spend eight hours in this car talking about *us* then leave work and spend more time together talking about *us*. We have to work sometime, and besides while we're at work there is no *us*. It's just Boscorelli and Yokas, 5-5 David like always."
Faith sat quietly as she tried to calm herself. She was afraid if she spoke too soon she'd say something she'd regret. After a few minutes passed she looked at him. "Bosco?"
"Yeah."
"Then what the hell are we going to talk about for the next eight hours?"
He looked at her, and then looked back at the road. Bosco looked at her again and started to say something, but quickly looked back at the road. A minute elapsed before he turned to her again, but before he could say anything they got a call.
"5-5 David. Motorist in distress. 900 block of 81st. In front of Starbucks."
Faith keyed the radio. "10-4 Central. 5-5 David in route."
Bosco groaned. "Motorist in distress? Please tell me this isn't what our days are going to consist of. Cause if it is I'll go insane." He looked at her. "And you know I will."
"I know Bosco, but what do you want me to do? Run an ad in the newspaper asking people to commit crimes in our sector?"
He grinned. "Would you do that for me?"
She smacked him playfully on the arm, and they both smiled as they momentarily forgot about their troubles. Bosco came to a stop behind a brand new, black Dodge Viper. A man in an expensive business suit was standing next to the car talking on his cell phone. Faith and Bosco got out of the car and approached him. "Motorist in distress my ass. Does he look like he's in distress?" grumbled Bosco.
"Sir did you call the police?" asked Faith.
The man looked at them and held up a finger indicating that he'd be with them in a minute. Faith looked at Bosco and rolled her eyes. "Hey Buddy! You call the cops?"
The man brought the phone away from his head and covered it with his hand. "Excuse me, but I'm on the phone with my broker." He turned away from them, covered his other ear with his free hand and continued his conversation on the phone.
Faith could see the steam pouring out of Bosco's ears. She knew he was going to freak. "Bosco take it easy."
Bosco looked at her. "What? I'm not going to do anything," he said as he took a step toward the man.
"Bosco." Faith said in a warning tone even though she knew he wouldn't listen.
Bosco tapped the guy on the shoulder. "Hey dumbass! Hang up the damn phone!"
The guy turned around. "Give me a minute."
Without warning Bosco grabbed the man's cell phone and spoke into it. "Sorry, but Richie Rich can't play right now." Bosco hit the "end" button and looked at 'Richie Rich'. "Now, what is it you need assistance with?"
"You just-you just. That was a very important phone call."
Bosco got in his face. "Ask me if I care."
Faith pulled Bosco away from the man. "What can we do for you sir?"
The man glared at Bosco then turned to Faith. "I stopped for a cappuccino and locked my keys in the car."
"OK. We'll just need to see your license so we can verify this is your vehicle then we can help you out." He handed her his license. "Just let us call it in." Faith grabbed Bosco by the arm and pulled him back to the RMP. "You better cool it Bosco."
"Look at him Faith. Richie Rich in his expensive business suit with his expensive car. Talking on his cell phone and thinking he's better than us!" Bosco spat.
"You don't know he's thinking that." Bosco raised an eyebrow. "OK. OK. Maybe he is."
"Of course he is Faith. Just look at his license plate for crying out loud."
Faith looked at the plate for the first time and read it aloud. "You Wish." She just shook her head.
When dispatch verified that he was the owner of the car Faith and Bosco returned with the "jimmy" they used to unlock car doors. Bosco started to insert the tool into the door when the man stopped him. "Be careful. She's pretty new."
Bosco rolled his eyes, but didn't look at the man. "Of course. I wouldn't want to hurt *her*."
"Bosco." Faith warned him again.
"Just take it easy OK?" said the man.
Bosco paused and took a deep breath as he looked into the car briefly. "Sir how long have you been locked out of your car?"
"What?" he asked in surprise. "Uh, I don't know. Like an hour and a half maybe."
"Well *genius* did it ever occur to you to check the other door?"
"What?"
Bosco turned to look at the man. "The passenger door. It's not locked."
"What?! That's impossible. I---I."
Bosco walked around the car, smiled and opened the passenger door. "Moron! You know Richie Rich I'm surprised Mommy and Daddy even let you drive. What? The chauffer get tired of driving around the family idiot?"
"Hey! I don't have to take this from you just because you wear a badge! I want your name! I'm filing a complaint!"
"Boscorelli. Fifty-fifth precinct." The man pulled out his PDA, and quickly began jotting down notes. Bosco saw him hesitate. "What?! Can't spell? B-O- S-C-O-R-E-L-L-I. Come on Faith!" Bosco headed for the car.
"Sorry," Faith said quietly as she walked past the man. As soon as she shut her door Bosco tore out of the spot they were parked in. "What the hell is wrong with you today?!"
"Me?! Come on Faith that guy he."
"No! I'm not talking about that! I'm talking about the mood swings! First this morning you're all upset about Emily and for a second I thought you seriously wanted to talk about it! Then you act like nothing is wrong and the next thing I know you're jumping down that guy's throat!"
"That's me Faith. Always has been. You know that."
"No Bosco. I spent the last two weeks with you and you weren't like that. So what's going on? This thing with Emily, is it really bothering you that much?" He didn't answer. "Bos is it Emily or is there more to it?" She waited, but he still didn't answer. "Bosco don't shut me out. You should know by now that keeping everything to yourself only hurts you more in the long run."
He sighed. "Look I'm sorry," he said softly. "I just don't know what to do. I've been happy, actually happy for the first time in what seems like ages and then last night-last night I make one wrong move and screw everything up just like I always do."
"You didn't screw anything up."
"Yes I did. Emily's always been daddy's little girl. I know that. Then last night I kissed you and she saw and now she hates me."
"She doesn't hate you Bosco. I'm sure she didn't mean it. She just needs time to adjust."
"Faith have you ever been in Emily's situation?"
"No," she said softly.
"Right, so you don't understand. You *can't* understand. Your just, well, you aren't part of the club."
"The club?"
"Yeah. The group of kids whose parents get divorced and then found someone new; ruining the slight chance of your parents ever getting back together and life returning to normal." He looked at her with his tired, sad eyes. "No one wants to be a member, they just are." Faith sat silently taking in what her partner had said. Bosco spoke again. "I can't do that to her Faith. I can't be the guy who takes away your daughter's hope."
"Bos you aren't that guy. Fred is that guy. He's the reason that he and I will never be together again."
"But Emily doesn't see that. She just sees me as the guy trying to take her dad's place."
"Are you trying to take her dad's place?"
"What?"
"Are you trying to be her father?"
"Well, no. I mean, not really, not now. I mean you and I, we're just dating."
"Exactly."
"But Emily is young. She's still in shock from the whole thing. She's not going to accept me very easily."
"Bosco do you love me?"
"Of course I do. You know that."
"Then if you truly love me you'll try. Even though it's going to be hard you'll still try. I want to be with you. I love you and I'm not going to let you go without a fight."
"But what about Emily?"
"I don't know. We'll just have to wing it."
Bosco nodded. "OK Faith, but I'm warning you. It isn't going to be pretty." ***** Faith and Bosco walked out of the station together after their shift. "Man, it sure is weird to end our shift when it's still light outside," said Faith as they descended the precinct steps.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Hey, you want me to give you a lift out to your folks place?"
"That'd be great."
They walked to his car. "Faith," he said as he turned toward her. "I really am sorry about the things I said today. You know, about there being no 'us' when we are on duty. I never should have said that. I mean, if we are together, if we are a couple then we should talk about our relationship whenever we need to."
Faith put her hand on his cheek. "See, now this is the guy I feel in love with." She leaned forward to kiss him, but he stopped her.
"Faith, not here," he said softly. "We don't want rumors to start flying."
"Bosco. Davis and Sully already know, remember? I'm sure the news has already spread like wildfire."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." This time he leaned in and kissed her. ******* Bosco stopped the car in front of the house. "OK I'll see you tomorrow then."
"What? Aren't you coming in?"
"Uh no I don't think so."
"Why not?" she asked. He pointed to the front porch where Emily sat on the top step watching them. "Bosco I thought we decided that we weren't going to let Emily break us up. Remember, she's just a kid; we're the adults. We're going to have to face this sooner or later. "
"How about later? I don't know if I'm prepared yet."
"Come on Bosco. I want you to come in."
The look she gave him broke down all the walls he had tried to build. "Yeah OK. You win."
Faith and Bosco walked up to the porch. "Hey Sweetie."
"Hey mom."
"Hi Em," Bosco greeted her with a smile.
She stood up. Towering over him as she stood on the steps. "My name is *Emily*! Not *Em*!" And with that she turned and stormed into the house.
Bosco looked at the ground then over at Faith. He shook his head. "I've been calling her Em for years."
Faith smiled at him reassuringly, and put her arm through his. "Time Bosco. It's going to take time."
Once again this story goes out to all those shippers and especially to Dem and Angie for all their help and support (They make me say that.it's part of the B/F shipper brainwashing program!)
If you haven't read the first story in the series, Let the Sun Shine Through.you might want to! *****
"Every lifetime has a little bit of rain. This is just your rainy season."
***** Faith followed Bosco into roll call and sat in the chair next to him. Bosco stared straight ahead as the lieutenant began the morning's briefing. "OK, one more announcement before you head out. Officers Boscorelli and Yokas have joined our watch. I know that most of you already know them, but when you get a chance say hello." The lieutenant looked at them. "Boscorelli. Yokas. Looks like you'll be in David patrolling your usual sector." Bosco and Faith nodded. "OK everyone have a good tour."
Bosco and Faith stood up to leave and after saying numerous hellos, shaking hands and nodding and smiling at their new coworkers they were finally able to check out their radios. "Well, at least we still get 5-5 David," Bosco said with a smile as he slid in behind the wheel of their RMP.
"Uh, yeah." Said Faith who was taken aback by Bosco's suddenly chipper mood. He was pulling his Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde routine. A few minutes ago he was upset about what happened with Emily and he was really down. Now he was almost happy. "Are you OK?"
"Yeah, fine. Why?"
"Well because a little while ago you were pretty upset and we didn't really get a chance to finish talking. We can talk about it if you want."
He looked at her. "Faith this is work. No need to bring our personal lives into it."
"Bosco we always talked about our personal lives before. Why would that change now?"
"Come on Faith." There was a hint of annoyance in his voice. "We can't spend eight hours in this car talking about *us* then leave work and spend more time together talking about *us*. We have to work sometime, and besides while we're at work there is no *us*. It's just Boscorelli and Yokas, 5-5 David like always."
Faith sat quietly as she tried to calm herself. She was afraid if she spoke too soon she'd say something she'd regret. After a few minutes passed she looked at him. "Bosco?"
"Yeah."
"Then what the hell are we going to talk about for the next eight hours?"
He looked at her, and then looked back at the road. Bosco looked at her again and started to say something, but quickly looked back at the road. A minute elapsed before he turned to her again, but before he could say anything they got a call.
"5-5 David. Motorist in distress. 900 block of 81st. In front of Starbucks."
Faith keyed the radio. "10-4 Central. 5-5 David in route."
Bosco groaned. "Motorist in distress? Please tell me this isn't what our days are going to consist of. Cause if it is I'll go insane." He looked at her. "And you know I will."
"I know Bosco, but what do you want me to do? Run an ad in the newspaper asking people to commit crimes in our sector?"
He grinned. "Would you do that for me?"
She smacked him playfully on the arm, and they both smiled as they momentarily forgot about their troubles. Bosco came to a stop behind a brand new, black Dodge Viper. A man in an expensive business suit was standing next to the car talking on his cell phone. Faith and Bosco got out of the car and approached him. "Motorist in distress my ass. Does he look like he's in distress?" grumbled Bosco.
"Sir did you call the police?" asked Faith.
The man looked at them and held up a finger indicating that he'd be with them in a minute. Faith looked at Bosco and rolled her eyes. "Hey Buddy! You call the cops?"
The man brought the phone away from his head and covered it with his hand. "Excuse me, but I'm on the phone with my broker." He turned away from them, covered his other ear with his free hand and continued his conversation on the phone.
Faith could see the steam pouring out of Bosco's ears. She knew he was going to freak. "Bosco take it easy."
Bosco looked at her. "What? I'm not going to do anything," he said as he took a step toward the man.
"Bosco." Faith said in a warning tone even though she knew he wouldn't listen.
Bosco tapped the guy on the shoulder. "Hey dumbass! Hang up the damn phone!"
The guy turned around. "Give me a minute."
Without warning Bosco grabbed the man's cell phone and spoke into it. "Sorry, but Richie Rich can't play right now." Bosco hit the "end" button and looked at 'Richie Rich'. "Now, what is it you need assistance with?"
"You just-you just. That was a very important phone call."
Bosco got in his face. "Ask me if I care."
Faith pulled Bosco away from the man. "What can we do for you sir?"
The man glared at Bosco then turned to Faith. "I stopped for a cappuccino and locked my keys in the car."
"OK. We'll just need to see your license so we can verify this is your vehicle then we can help you out." He handed her his license. "Just let us call it in." Faith grabbed Bosco by the arm and pulled him back to the RMP. "You better cool it Bosco."
"Look at him Faith. Richie Rich in his expensive business suit with his expensive car. Talking on his cell phone and thinking he's better than us!" Bosco spat.
"You don't know he's thinking that." Bosco raised an eyebrow. "OK. OK. Maybe he is."
"Of course he is Faith. Just look at his license plate for crying out loud."
Faith looked at the plate for the first time and read it aloud. "You Wish." She just shook her head.
When dispatch verified that he was the owner of the car Faith and Bosco returned with the "jimmy" they used to unlock car doors. Bosco started to insert the tool into the door when the man stopped him. "Be careful. She's pretty new."
Bosco rolled his eyes, but didn't look at the man. "Of course. I wouldn't want to hurt *her*."
"Bosco." Faith warned him again.
"Just take it easy OK?" said the man.
Bosco paused and took a deep breath as he looked into the car briefly. "Sir how long have you been locked out of your car?"
"What?" he asked in surprise. "Uh, I don't know. Like an hour and a half maybe."
"Well *genius* did it ever occur to you to check the other door?"
"What?"
Bosco turned to look at the man. "The passenger door. It's not locked."
"What?! That's impossible. I---I."
Bosco walked around the car, smiled and opened the passenger door. "Moron! You know Richie Rich I'm surprised Mommy and Daddy even let you drive. What? The chauffer get tired of driving around the family idiot?"
"Hey! I don't have to take this from you just because you wear a badge! I want your name! I'm filing a complaint!"
"Boscorelli. Fifty-fifth precinct." The man pulled out his PDA, and quickly began jotting down notes. Bosco saw him hesitate. "What?! Can't spell? B-O- S-C-O-R-E-L-L-I. Come on Faith!" Bosco headed for the car.
"Sorry," Faith said quietly as she walked past the man. As soon as she shut her door Bosco tore out of the spot they were parked in. "What the hell is wrong with you today?!"
"Me?! Come on Faith that guy he."
"No! I'm not talking about that! I'm talking about the mood swings! First this morning you're all upset about Emily and for a second I thought you seriously wanted to talk about it! Then you act like nothing is wrong and the next thing I know you're jumping down that guy's throat!"
"That's me Faith. Always has been. You know that."
"No Bosco. I spent the last two weeks with you and you weren't like that. So what's going on? This thing with Emily, is it really bothering you that much?" He didn't answer. "Bos is it Emily or is there more to it?" She waited, but he still didn't answer. "Bosco don't shut me out. You should know by now that keeping everything to yourself only hurts you more in the long run."
He sighed. "Look I'm sorry," he said softly. "I just don't know what to do. I've been happy, actually happy for the first time in what seems like ages and then last night-last night I make one wrong move and screw everything up just like I always do."
"You didn't screw anything up."
"Yes I did. Emily's always been daddy's little girl. I know that. Then last night I kissed you and she saw and now she hates me."
"She doesn't hate you Bosco. I'm sure she didn't mean it. She just needs time to adjust."
"Faith have you ever been in Emily's situation?"
"No," she said softly.
"Right, so you don't understand. You *can't* understand. Your just, well, you aren't part of the club."
"The club?"
"Yeah. The group of kids whose parents get divorced and then found someone new; ruining the slight chance of your parents ever getting back together and life returning to normal." He looked at her with his tired, sad eyes. "No one wants to be a member, they just are." Faith sat silently taking in what her partner had said. Bosco spoke again. "I can't do that to her Faith. I can't be the guy who takes away your daughter's hope."
"Bos you aren't that guy. Fred is that guy. He's the reason that he and I will never be together again."
"But Emily doesn't see that. She just sees me as the guy trying to take her dad's place."
"Are you trying to take her dad's place?"
"What?"
"Are you trying to be her father?"
"Well, no. I mean, not really, not now. I mean you and I, we're just dating."
"Exactly."
"But Emily is young. She's still in shock from the whole thing. She's not going to accept me very easily."
"Bosco do you love me?"
"Of course I do. You know that."
"Then if you truly love me you'll try. Even though it's going to be hard you'll still try. I want to be with you. I love you and I'm not going to let you go without a fight."
"But what about Emily?"
"I don't know. We'll just have to wing it."
Bosco nodded. "OK Faith, but I'm warning you. It isn't going to be pretty." ***** Faith and Bosco walked out of the station together after their shift. "Man, it sure is weird to end our shift when it's still light outside," said Faith as they descended the precinct steps.
"Yeah, tell me about it. Hey, you want me to give you a lift out to your folks place?"
"That'd be great."
They walked to his car. "Faith," he said as he turned toward her. "I really am sorry about the things I said today. You know, about there being no 'us' when we are on duty. I never should have said that. I mean, if we are together, if we are a couple then we should talk about our relationship whenever we need to."
Faith put her hand on his cheek. "See, now this is the guy I feel in love with." She leaned forward to kiss him, but he stopped her.
"Faith, not here," he said softly. "We don't want rumors to start flying."
"Bosco. Davis and Sully already know, remember? I'm sure the news has already spread like wildfire."
"Yeah, I guess you're right." This time he leaned in and kissed her. ******* Bosco stopped the car in front of the house. "OK I'll see you tomorrow then."
"What? Aren't you coming in?"
"Uh no I don't think so."
"Why not?" she asked. He pointed to the front porch where Emily sat on the top step watching them. "Bosco I thought we decided that we weren't going to let Emily break us up. Remember, she's just a kid; we're the adults. We're going to have to face this sooner or later. "
"How about later? I don't know if I'm prepared yet."
"Come on Bosco. I want you to come in."
The look she gave him broke down all the walls he had tried to build. "Yeah OK. You win."
Faith and Bosco walked up to the porch. "Hey Sweetie."
"Hey mom."
"Hi Em," Bosco greeted her with a smile.
She stood up. Towering over him as she stood on the steps. "My name is *Emily*! Not *Em*!" And with that she turned and stormed into the house.
Bosco looked at the ground then over at Faith. He shook his head. "I've been calling her Em for years."
Faith smiled at him reassuringly, and put her arm through his. "Time Bosco. It's going to take time."