Rainy Season
Part 6
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I still don't own anything. Major bummer.
Story #2 in the Bosco/Faith shipper series "Partly Cloudy With a Chance of Rain". The first story is "Let the Sun Shine Through".
To all the shippers out there. I'm still in shipper denial :)
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"Every lifetime has a little bit of rain. This is just your rainy season."
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Bosco stepped out of the shower awkwardly and began drying off. He then removed the garbage bag that he had put over his cast to keep it dry. He shook his head and mumbled to himself, "Gotta take a shower with a damn garbage bag on my leg."
He put on the baggiest pair of jeans he owned in hopes that they would fit over his cast. He was relieved to find that they did. Bosco looked in the mirror above the sink. "I didn't think it was possible, but I look as bad as I feel."
When he was ready to go he hobbled into the kitchen for some Tylenol. He wasn't sure which was worse; the pain in his foot from walking around without his crutches or the headache from the biggest hangover known to man. He hoped the Tylenol would at least take away some of the physical pain. As he picked up his crutches he wished that the makers of Tylenol had something on the market to take away the emotional pain from his break up with Faith.
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Faith scurried around the apartment getting the kids' things ready. They were going to spend the next couple of days with Fred. Until yesterday she had planned on spending that time with Bosco, but now she figured she'd just sit at home alone.
Fred was late, and Faith started to panic. If he didn't get here soon she was going to be late. She made one more check to see if Emily and Charlie had everything they needed to take to their dad's. Finally there was a knock on the door. "It's about time," she said under her breath as she ushered the kids out the door to their father. "Fred, Emily's grounded. No TV, no phone, no video games, no stereo, basically no fun. OK?"
"What's she grounded for?"
"She broke Bosco's foot," said Charlie as he glared at his sister.
Fred laughed. "Seriously?"
Faith glared at Fred. "Yeah, so she's grounded. And I swear Fred you better hold her to this punishment while she's at your place."
"Whatever," Fred mumbled as he turned to walk away.
"Emily," Faith called after her. "I'm serious. If I find out that you did anything you weren't supposed to your punishment will be extended."
Emily sighed. "Fine."
Faith watched her children and their father walk down the hallway. Then she raced down the stairs rather than wait for the elevator. She looked at her watch. If she didn't hurry she'd be late.
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He didn't know how, but somehow Bosco had managed to drive himself to work. As he pulled his crutches out of the car he spotted Faith racing into the station. He looked at his watch. "Good thing I don't have to change into my uniform," he thought. "Cause I'd be really late."
Bosco walked into the roll call room, and was the first one there. "This sure is different," he chuckled as he realized he had never been the first one to roll call. He sat at the end of the aisle in the back of the room, and put his crutches underneath the row of chairs.
Slowly officers began to trickle into the room. Many of them looked at Bosco, but no one spoke to him. Faith was the last one to enter, and since no one knew that she and Bosco weren't exactly on speaking terms they had left the seat next to her partner vacant. She glanced around the room hoping to find another chair, but no luck. Why was it that on other days there were always extra chairs available, but when she didn't want to sit by Bosco the only chair open was right next to him?
Faith walked over to the chair and looked at Bosco briefly. As soon as their eyes made contact Bosco bowed his head. He still couldn't look at her after what he had said yesterday. Faith sat down. After a moment of eerie silence Bosco greeted her. "Hi," he said very quietly.
"Hey," she whispered back without looking at him as she fiddled with her notebook. A few seconds passed and Faith looked at him. She wrinkled her nose. "Did you shower this morning?" she asked in an irritated tone.
He was shocked by her question. "What?!"
She leaned closer to him, and sniffed the air. "You must have hit the bottle pretty hard last night."
"I took a shower," he replied in a harsh voice.
"Yeah, well you stink. I think I'm getting drunk just sittin' by you." She turned her attention to the front of the room as Lieutenant Anderson came in.
Bosco took a quick sniff inside his shirt to see if Faith was right. He decided as soon as the briefing was over he was heading to the locker room to take another shower. He looked over at Faith and saw her yawn. She didn't look like she slept much. "Did I upset her that much she couldn't sleep?" he wondered.
Faith felt Bosco looking at her. As soon as she was sure he had looked away she glanced at him. "Is he that upset about everything that he'd get drunk? He hasn't done that in ages," she thought.
"Boscorelli!" shouted Anderson.
Bosco straightened up in his chair. "Yes sir."
"Why aren't you in uniform?"
Bosco put his leg on the table that was next to him, and pulled up his pant leg revealing the black cast. "My uniform pants don't fit over this."
"See me after." Bosco nodded. "Yokas looks like you're flying solo."
When briefing was over Faith walked past Bosco without a word. He picked up his crutches and walked up to the lieutenant. "Sir?"
"I'm assuming from the cast that it's broken." Bosco nodded. "How long you out for?"
"Doc says at least four weeks."
"Check in with the desk sergeant and see what work they have for you."
"Yeah." Bosco turned to leave.
"Boscorelli." Bosco turned back to the lieutenant. "You feeling OK? You look like shit."
Bosco shook his head. "I'm fine."
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It was two o'clock when Sully and Davis walked by the office Bosco was occupying. Davis hit Sully on the arm and pointed at Bosco. They approached Bosco's desk. "What'd you do to get sentenced to a desk this time?" asked Sully.
Bosco glared at the older man, placed his hands on the desk, and pushed his chair away from the big piece of furniture. Like earlier, he put his leg up and revealed the cast. "Oh damn," was the first thing to escape Davis's mouth. "Is that from what Emily did?"
He nodded. "Broken foot and a chipped ankle. Four weeks of house mouse work."
"Sorry Bosco," said Sully. "Man that must really make it rough on your relationship with Faith."
Without a word Bosco went back to the report he had been working on. Sully just shrugged, and he and Davis went to get ready for their shift.
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Faith entered the locker room as Sully and Davis were leaving. "Hey Faith," smiled Sully.
"Oh hey guys," she grinned back.
"How are days treatin' ya?" asked Sullivan.
"Not bad. A little boring, but not bad."
"Tough break about Bosco," said Ty. "No pun intended," he finished after realizing what he said.
Faith looked down at the floor. "Uh, yeah," she replied as she headed for her locker.
When the locker room door closed behind them the two officers stopped in the hallway. "Something's not right with Bosco and Faith."
"What do you think happened Sul? I mean, they were so happy together the other day. You think maybe it's because of Emily?"
Sully sighed. "That or she realized deep down Bosco's still a jerk."
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Faith sat on the couch with a bag of fat free, tasteless microwave popcorn. She had the next two days off to spend doing whatever she wanted. No Fred. No kids. She frowned. No Bosco.
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Bosco settled into his recliner with a beer in hand. Two days off. He couldn't believe it had only been a few days since he gotten back from vacation; he was ready for a couple of days off. Bosco took a swig of beer. "Wish I had someone to spend my days off with."
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Faith looked at the phone sitting on the coffee table. "Maybe I should call him. Maybe we can work this out." She reached for the phone, but stopped. "No," she shook her head. "I don't know what to say. I don't know how to fix this."
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Bosco picked up the phone that was sitting on the end table. "I'll call her. I'm going to go crazy if I don't talk to her soon." He punched in the first six digits of Faith's new phone number then hung up. He took another drink of his beer. "She doesn't want to talk to me."
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Faith came back from the grocery store, and unloaded the junk food she had bought. She put the frozen pizza in the oven, and the double fudge brownie ice cream in the freezer.
She went into her room and changed into a pair of big comfy sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. When the pizza was done she went back into the living room with her pizza and Mountain Dew. On her way to the store she had stopped and rented a couple movies.
Faith put "Pay It Forward" into the VCR. Before hitting the play button she glanced at the phone one more time, and once again decided against calling Bosco.
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Bosco tipped the pizza delivery boy, and limped back into the living room with his Pizza Hut pizza, and a six-pack of beer from the fridge.
The Mets/Braves game was about to start. As he put down the remote he looked at the phone. He picked up the phone and looked at it. "Stupid idea." He put the phone back on the table.
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The first movie ended and Faith took her plate and empty soda cans into the kitchen. She returned with the carton of double fudge brownie ice cream and a spoon. Before she sat down she put in the other movie, "Simon Birch".
Like the first movie this one was a definite tearjerker. She hated to cry alone, so she picked these two movies so she could cry along with the characters. Plus this way it wasn't like she was crying over Bosco.
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He took the empty pizza box into the kitchen. Bosco took the Tylenol out of the cupboard, and searched the refrigerator for something to drink. He found two bottles of beer lying on the bottom shelf in the back of the fridge that he had forgotten were there. He took the beers into the living room, and sat back in his recliner. The Mets were up by four runs going into the fifth inning. "At least something is going right," he thought.
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Faith lay on the couch with tears running down her face as the ending credits of "Simon Birch" rolled off the screen. An empty carton of ice cream sat on the coffee table. She looked at the phone as she continued to cry. Faith wiped a few tears away. "I need you Bosco," she said softly before crying herself to sleep.
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Bosco slammed the last beer as the Braves came back to beat the Mets in the bottom of the ninth. "Dammit," he muttered. He put down the now empty beer bottle, and looked at the phone. He just shook his head before passing out in the recliner.
Part 6
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I still don't own anything. Major bummer.
Story #2 in the Bosco/Faith shipper series "Partly Cloudy With a Chance of Rain". The first story is "Let the Sun Shine Through".
To all the shippers out there. I'm still in shipper denial :)
*****
"Every lifetime has a little bit of rain. This is just your rainy season."
*****
Bosco stepped out of the shower awkwardly and began drying off. He then removed the garbage bag that he had put over his cast to keep it dry. He shook his head and mumbled to himself, "Gotta take a shower with a damn garbage bag on my leg."
He put on the baggiest pair of jeans he owned in hopes that they would fit over his cast. He was relieved to find that they did. Bosco looked in the mirror above the sink. "I didn't think it was possible, but I look as bad as I feel."
When he was ready to go he hobbled into the kitchen for some Tylenol. He wasn't sure which was worse; the pain in his foot from walking around without his crutches or the headache from the biggest hangover known to man. He hoped the Tylenol would at least take away some of the physical pain. As he picked up his crutches he wished that the makers of Tylenol had something on the market to take away the emotional pain from his break up with Faith.
*****
Faith scurried around the apartment getting the kids' things ready. They were going to spend the next couple of days with Fred. Until yesterday she had planned on spending that time with Bosco, but now she figured she'd just sit at home alone.
Fred was late, and Faith started to panic. If he didn't get here soon she was going to be late. She made one more check to see if Emily and Charlie had everything they needed to take to their dad's. Finally there was a knock on the door. "It's about time," she said under her breath as she ushered the kids out the door to their father. "Fred, Emily's grounded. No TV, no phone, no video games, no stereo, basically no fun. OK?"
"What's she grounded for?"
"She broke Bosco's foot," said Charlie as he glared at his sister.
Fred laughed. "Seriously?"
Faith glared at Fred. "Yeah, so she's grounded. And I swear Fred you better hold her to this punishment while she's at your place."
"Whatever," Fred mumbled as he turned to walk away.
"Emily," Faith called after her. "I'm serious. If I find out that you did anything you weren't supposed to your punishment will be extended."
Emily sighed. "Fine."
Faith watched her children and their father walk down the hallway. Then she raced down the stairs rather than wait for the elevator. She looked at her watch. If she didn't hurry she'd be late.
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He didn't know how, but somehow Bosco had managed to drive himself to work. As he pulled his crutches out of the car he spotted Faith racing into the station. He looked at his watch. "Good thing I don't have to change into my uniform," he thought. "Cause I'd be really late."
Bosco walked into the roll call room, and was the first one there. "This sure is different," he chuckled as he realized he had never been the first one to roll call. He sat at the end of the aisle in the back of the room, and put his crutches underneath the row of chairs.
Slowly officers began to trickle into the room. Many of them looked at Bosco, but no one spoke to him. Faith was the last one to enter, and since no one knew that she and Bosco weren't exactly on speaking terms they had left the seat next to her partner vacant. She glanced around the room hoping to find another chair, but no luck. Why was it that on other days there were always extra chairs available, but when she didn't want to sit by Bosco the only chair open was right next to him?
Faith walked over to the chair and looked at Bosco briefly. As soon as their eyes made contact Bosco bowed his head. He still couldn't look at her after what he had said yesterday. Faith sat down. After a moment of eerie silence Bosco greeted her. "Hi," he said very quietly.
"Hey," she whispered back without looking at him as she fiddled with her notebook. A few seconds passed and Faith looked at him. She wrinkled her nose. "Did you shower this morning?" she asked in an irritated tone.
He was shocked by her question. "What?!"
She leaned closer to him, and sniffed the air. "You must have hit the bottle pretty hard last night."
"I took a shower," he replied in a harsh voice.
"Yeah, well you stink. I think I'm getting drunk just sittin' by you." She turned her attention to the front of the room as Lieutenant Anderson came in.
Bosco took a quick sniff inside his shirt to see if Faith was right. He decided as soon as the briefing was over he was heading to the locker room to take another shower. He looked over at Faith and saw her yawn. She didn't look like she slept much. "Did I upset her that much she couldn't sleep?" he wondered.
Faith felt Bosco looking at her. As soon as she was sure he had looked away she glanced at him. "Is he that upset about everything that he'd get drunk? He hasn't done that in ages," she thought.
"Boscorelli!" shouted Anderson.
Bosco straightened up in his chair. "Yes sir."
"Why aren't you in uniform?"
Bosco put his leg on the table that was next to him, and pulled up his pant leg revealing the black cast. "My uniform pants don't fit over this."
"See me after." Bosco nodded. "Yokas looks like you're flying solo."
When briefing was over Faith walked past Bosco without a word. He picked up his crutches and walked up to the lieutenant. "Sir?"
"I'm assuming from the cast that it's broken." Bosco nodded. "How long you out for?"
"Doc says at least four weeks."
"Check in with the desk sergeant and see what work they have for you."
"Yeah." Bosco turned to leave.
"Boscorelli." Bosco turned back to the lieutenant. "You feeling OK? You look like shit."
Bosco shook his head. "I'm fine."
*****
It was two o'clock when Sully and Davis walked by the office Bosco was occupying. Davis hit Sully on the arm and pointed at Bosco. They approached Bosco's desk. "What'd you do to get sentenced to a desk this time?" asked Sully.
Bosco glared at the older man, placed his hands on the desk, and pushed his chair away from the big piece of furniture. Like earlier, he put his leg up and revealed the cast. "Oh damn," was the first thing to escape Davis's mouth. "Is that from what Emily did?"
He nodded. "Broken foot and a chipped ankle. Four weeks of house mouse work."
"Sorry Bosco," said Sully. "Man that must really make it rough on your relationship with Faith."
Without a word Bosco went back to the report he had been working on. Sully just shrugged, and he and Davis went to get ready for their shift.
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Faith entered the locker room as Sully and Davis were leaving. "Hey Faith," smiled Sully.
"Oh hey guys," she grinned back.
"How are days treatin' ya?" asked Sullivan.
"Not bad. A little boring, but not bad."
"Tough break about Bosco," said Ty. "No pun intended," he finished after realizing what he said.
Faith looked down at the floor. "Uh, yeah," she replied as she headed for her locker.
When the locker room door closed behind them the two officers stopped in the hallway. "Something's not right with Bosco and Faith."
"What do you think happened Sul? I mean, they were so happy together the other day. You think maybe it's because of Emily?"
Sully sighed. "That or she realized deep down Bosco's still a jerk."
*****
Faith sat on the couch with a bag of fat free, tasteless microwave popcorn. She had the next two days off to spend doing whatever she wanted. No Fred. No kids. She frowned. No Bosco.
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Bosco settled into his recliner with a beer in hand. Two days off. He couldn't believe it had only been a few days since he gotten back from vacation; he was ready for a couple of days off. Bosco took a swig of beer. "Wish I had someone to spend my days off with."
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Faith looked at the phone sitting on the coffee table. "Maybe I should call him. Maybe we can work this out." She reached for the phone, but stopped. "No," she shook her head. "I don't know what to say. I don't know how to fix this."
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Bosco picked up the phone that was sitting on the end table. "I'll call her. I'm going to go crazy if I don't talk to her soon." He punched in the first six digits of Faith's new phone number then hung up. He took another drink of his beer. "She doesn't want to talk to me."
*****
Faith came back from the grocery store, and unloaded the junk food she had bought. She put the frozen pizza in the oven, and the double fudge brownie ice cream in the freezer.
She went into her room and changed into a pair of big comfy sweat pants and an oversized t-shirt. When the pizza was done she went back into the living room with her pizza and Mountain Dew. On her way to the store she had stopped and rented a couple movies.
Faith put "Pay It Forward" into the VCR. Before hitting the play button she glanced at the phone one more time, and once again decided against calling Bosco.
*****
Bosco tipped the pizza delivery boy, and limped back into the living room with his Pizza Hut pizza, and a six-pack of beer from the fridge.
The Mets/Braves game was about to start. As he put down the remote he looked at the phone. He picked up the phone and looked at it. "Stupid idea." He put the phone back on the table.
*****
The first movie ended and Faith took her plate and empty soda cans into the kitchen. She returned with the carton of double fudge brownie ice cream and a spoon. Before she sat down she put in the other movie, "Simon Birch".
Like the first movie this one was a definite tearjerker. She hated to cry alone, so she picked these two movies so she could cry along with the characters. Plus this way it wasn't like she was crying over Bosco.
*****
He took the empty pizza box into the kitchen. Bosco took the Tylenol out of the cupboard, and searched the refrigerator for something to drink. He found two bottles of beer lying on the bottom shelf in the back of the fridge that he had forgotten were there. He took the beers into the living room, and sat back in his recliner. The Mets were up by four runs going into the fifth inning. "At least something is going right," he thought.
*****
Faith lay on the couch with tears running down her face as the ending credits of "Simon Birch" rolled off the screen. An empty carton of ice cream sat on the coffee table. She looked at the phone as she continued to cry. Faith wiped a few tears away. "I need you Bosco," she said softly before crying herself to sleep.
*****
Bosco slammed the last beer as the Braves came back to beat the Mets in the bottom of the ninth. "Dammit," he muttered. He put down the now empty beer bottle, and looked at the phone. He just shook his head before passing out in the recliner.