Abyss
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
Rating: PG-13
Category: Bosco Angst, B/Y UST
Summary: Bosco is kidnapped and witnesses a horrific act
that he can not come to terms with. As his guilt
and silence overwhelm him, he spirals downward
into a deep depression. Can Faith get to him
before it's too late?
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership, nor do I gain any type
of compensation or reward for this story. I
write for my own personal enjoyment, and share
my writing with others who may also enjoy it.
Third Watch (c) and all registered characters belong
to NBC.
Abyss
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
(5/?)
==*==
Five days later
Angel of Mercy
6:07 pm
He heard her knock on the door and silently cursed. He had hoped she
wouldn't come by today. He could see she was becoming frustrated
with him, and the lack of communication. He mentioned to her
yesterday that she needn't come see him every night. He thought
she could take the hint.
Obviously not.
"Hey, I got a surprise for you." Faith said, peeking her head in
to find Bosco curled up on his side, back facing the door.
A stricken, irrational thought came to him: lay still and she'll
leave. Pretend to be asleep.
She paused for a minute, straining to hear a response. None came.
She walked in, then, taking the bag of food she had brought and
laying it on the table by the bed.
"I brought you some real food...It was Emily and Charlie's suggestion.
They wanted to come by tonight, but..." she trailed off.
Truth was she didn't really want them to see him right now. Not like
this. They didn't know what had happened, really. They asked about
it, but she kept her answers vague. They just knew that someone
had hurt him and he needed to spend time in the hospital. Emily
had seen a small report on the news about it, but other than
that, she was quiet about the whole thing. Charlie had questions,
but Faith tried to answer them quickly and change the subject.
She stood for a minute, giving him another chance to reply, but he
hadn't even moved to look at her, or toward her. Faith hoped he was
asleep, but doubted it. He had been avoiding people for days now,
and it felt like he was ignoring her specifically.
But even though she was hurt by this isolation, Faith reminded
herself that Bosco had been through a lot, and even if he didn't
want her there, she needed to be there anyways.
She walked around to the other side of the bed then, and he decided
to keep his eyes open. He had pulled the sleeping routine 2 days ago
and despite the relief it brought, he felt really bad doing that to
her.
Faith was only trying to help him. He knew that he would do the
same thing for her in a similar situation. But then again, it was
easier to give that recieve.
He looked at her with a small, forced smile. "Hey."
"Hey." she said, looking troubled.
She sat down in the naugahyde chair in front of him.
"How ya feeling?"
He shrugged.
His silence brought back her fears.
"What've you been doing all day?"
He looked at the wall. "Tests. TV. Hospital stuff."
She nodded.
"Have you remembered anything yet?" She had asked him this question
every night since he'd woken up. He'd answered the same way each
time.
"No."
"Because Bosco, if you do, if you remember ANYTHING, I need you
to tell me right away so we can go bust this guy."
"I don't remember."
He could remember everything that he had seen during those two
weeks. Images that weren't going away. Images that commanded his
dreams and dominated his waking moments. Images that made him
want to cry and scream and fight and run. Faith made it worse,
in that she reminded him of these thoughts even more. Faith
reminded him of...
There was silence.
"Ok." she felt tears spring to her eyes. His silence was overwhelming.
She couldn't take much more.
It wasn't even the fact that he wouldn't talk to her about what was
done to him. Faith's biggest worry came from the fact that he wouldn't
talk to her about anything. He wouldn't even LOOK at her, dammit,
and that was too much to bear.
She couldn't help but wonder if she had done something to hurt him,
and couldn't help feeling like she had. She went over every angry
word, every frustration, every mistake she had ever made with him
hoping that none of those events were connected to this. But she
couldn't help but wonder...
If he could just alleviate her fears then she would be able to move
past this, but his avoidance toward her only made her more paranoid
and upset over something which wasn't even true.
She sat with him and watched t.v. for awhile, then made up an excuse
and headed out about an hour later, when the silence began to overwhelm
her.
==*==
Haggerty's
7:28 pm
Faith drove for awhile with no purpose in mind. She wanted to clear
her head but the thoughts kept coming. She turned up the radio
and started to sing loudly, trying to drown all the feelings out.
Eventually though, she found herself becoming distracted by them
again.
She wasn't aware that she was at Haggerty's until she was at the door.
Not really surprised, she walked in and was quickly greeted by her
co-workers, who were sitting at their usual table. She sat and waited
for the questions. It didn't take long.
"How's he doing?" Doc leaned over to look down the table at Faith.
"Better."
// Miserable. I don't know him anymore. That isn't my partner
in that hospital. //
"What happened?" Kim asked, her eyes turning utterly sincere.
"Someone kidnapped him. They roughed him up pretty good."
// He was tortured and scarred. He was silenced. //
"Have they found out anything yet?"
"No."
"Is he still flippin' out?"
All eyes turned harshly to Carlos, who paused with a mouth full of
french fries, shrugged and muttered "What? It was an honest
question!"
Faith stood up. She shouldn't have come here. They wanted to help
but this wasn't helping her at all, and she was getting really
emotional. Any longer and it would be evident to them, and she
didn't want to break down in front of her co-workers.
"I really need to get going." She started to walk away, and
Sullivan stood up from his seat at the other end of the table.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to head out too."
"Faith-" Davis called after her, "is he able to see visitors?"
She turned around and brushed a piece of hair away from her
eyes. Her voice was hoarse. "Yeah, I'm sure he'd love to see
all of you guys."
==*==
Parking Lot at Haggerty's
7:42 pm
Sullivan followed her out to her car. They walked together in
silence for awhile, Faith trying to clear her her head and regain
her composure.
Sully didn't want to push her to talk but knew she would need
to. He waited for her to make the first move.
Faith needed to let out all of this pent up emotion. He could
see the devestated look in her eyes growing the past few
days. And he knew the feeling. He knew how it was to lose a
partner.
They got to the car and she hesitated. Her back was to him
slightly. She took a deep breath and turned around.
"He won't talk to me." she exhaled shakily. She tried her
hardest to control herself.
"He won't LOOK at me! He...he just lays there, in a ball...
silent. I don't know him anymore! And all I want to do is
to help him and he can't tell me-he WON'T tell me-what happened
and I can't do anything!" She was sobbing hysterically and
collapsed into Sully's arms.
"Oh my God, Sul...what did they DO to him?" her voice was
full of despair, her cheeks lined with tears. She buried her
face in his shirt and he stroked her hair gently.
"Don't worry Faith." he said in a whisper, staring at the
gloomy sky. "We'll find out."
==*==
Angel of Mercy
8:49 pm
"Sir, excuse me, SIR!"
He stopped and spun around, ready for the fight he had expected.
"Visiting hours are over, Sir."
Sully looked at the young nurse standing before him. He pulled
out his NYPD ID wallet and she put her hand on her hip.
"I'm sorry, OFFICER," her voice was laden with rebellious attitude,
"but that goes for everyone."
"Ma'am, I need to speak with Mr. Boscorelli immediately. If you
stop me, you will be hindering a police investigation, and you
can go to jail for that, so I think it's in your best interest
to let me do what I need to do."
Her eyes were wide and he softened his tone. "It's not even 9
o'clock, and I'm sure that Mr.Boscorelli is still awake. I
know he won't mind seeing me."
She opened her mouth but no sound came out. He smiled at her
sarcastically, turned on his heel and walked to Bosco's room
at the end of the hall.
==*==
Bosco was deep in thought when the door to his room opened,
startling him. To his surprise, Sullivan walked in.
Bosco looked at the clock, "I thought visiting hours are over."
Sully shook his head and chuckled in disbelief. "That's a
real nice greeting for the guy who saved your ASS."
He recieved only a blank stare.
"I got special permission."
A nod this time.
Sully sat down next to the bed. "So how are you doing?"
"Ok."
"You know when you're getting out of here yet?"
"No."
"Is the food as bad as it used to be?"
"Why are you here?"
Sully's face turned serious.
"Faith's real upset, Bosco."
Bos looked down, playing with the edge of the blanket.
"She says you aren't talking to her."
He didn't even look up.
"I'm not going to pretend I understand what you are going
through right now, because I don't. I realize it might be
really hard to talk to anyone, but you need to try, because
I swear Bosco, I've never seen her so upset. She put her
LIFE into looking for you. Those two weeks were a living
hell. She thinks that this is her fault. It's tearing her
up."
Sully paused and Bosco swallowed.
"She only wants to help you. And even if you don't want to
admit it now, you need her help. You need to let her in."
The only sound in the room came from the almost mute t.v.
Sullivan stood up, and started to walk out, when he heard Bosco
speak behind him.
"I can't talk to her!"
"Why not?"
Bosco bit his lip. "I don't know what to tell her. She wants
to know what happened and I...I don't know..." his voice cracked.
"She needs to hear you Bosco. Let her help you remember. Let
her help you work through it. That's all she wants."
He looked down at his hands and nodded, sniffling a little.
"You've both been through a lot. What you really need is EACHOTHER.
If you can't let her be there for you, then you need to be there
for her. You owe it to her."
====================
END OF PART FIVE (5/?)
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
Rating: PG-13
Category: Bosco Angst, B/Y UST
Summary: Bosco is kidnapped and witnesses a horrific act
that he can not come to terms with. As his guilt
and silence overwhelm him, he spirals downward
into a deep depression. Can Faith get to him
before it's too late?
Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership, nor do I gain any type
of compensation or reward for this story. I
write for my own personal enjoyment, and share
my writing with others who may also enjoy it.
Third Watch (c) and all registered characters belong
to NBC.
Abyss
By: Syko4Bosco aka A. Lalad
(5/?)
==*==
Five days later
Angel of Mercy
6:07 pm
He heard her knock on the door and silently cursed. He had hoped she
wouldn't come by today. He could see she was becoming frustrated
with him, and the lack of communication. He mentioned to her
yesterday that she needn't come see him every night. He thought
she could take the hint.
Obviously not.
"Hey, I got a surprise for you." Faith said, peeking her head in
to find Bosco curled up on his side, back facing the door.
A stricken, irrational thought came to him: lay still and she'll
leave. Pretend to be asleep.
She paused for a minute, straining to hear a response. None came.
She walked in, then, taking the bag of food she had brought and
laying it on the table by the bed.
"I brought you some real food...It was Emily and Charlie's suggestion.
They wanted to come by tonight, but..." she trailed off.
Truth was she didn't really want them to see him right now. Not like
this. They didn't know what had happened, really. They asked about
it, but she kept her answers vague. They just knew that someone
had hurt him and he needed to spend time in the hospital. Emily
had seen a small report on the news about it, but other than
that, she was quiet about the whole thing. Charlie had questions,
but Faith tried to answer them quickly and change the subject.
She stood for a minute, giving him another chance to reply, but he
hadn't even moved to look at her, or toward her. Faith hoped he was
asleep, but doubted it. He had been avoiding people for days now,
and it felt like he was ignoring her specifically.
But even though she was hurt by this isolation, Faith reminded
herself that Bosco had been through a lot, and even if he didn't
want her there, she needed to be there anyways.
She walked around to the other side of the bed then, and he decided
to keep his eyes open. He had pulled the sleeping routine 2 days ago
and despite the relief it brought, he felt really bad doing that to
her.
Faith was only trying to help him. He knew that he would do the
same thing for her in a similar situation. But then again, it was
easier to give that recieve.
He looked at her with a small, forced smile. "Hey."
"Hey." she said, looking troubled.
She sat down in the naugahyde chair in front of him.
"How ya feeling?"
He shrugged.
His silence brought back her fears.
"What've you been doing all day?"
He looked at the wall. "Tests. TV. Hospital stuff."
She nodded.
"Have you remembered anything yet?" She had asked him this question
every night since he'd woken up. He'd answered the same way each
time.
"No."
"Because Bosco, if you do, if you remember ANYTHING, I need you
to tell me right away so we can go bust this guy."
"I don't remember."
He could remember everything that he had seen during those two
weeks. Images that weren't going away. Images that commanded his
dreams and dominated his waking moments. Images that made him
want to cry and scream and fight and run. Faith made it worse,
in that she reminded him of these thoughts even more. Faith
reminded him of...
There was silence.
"Ok." she felt tears spring to her eyes. His silence was overwhelming.
She couldn't take much more.
It wasn't even the fact that he wouldn't talk to her about what was
done to him. Faith's biggest worry came from the fact that he wouldn't
talk to her about anything. He wouldn't even LOOK at her, dammit,
and that was too much to bear.
She couldn't help but wonder if she had done something to hurt him,
and couldn't help feeling like she had. She went over every angry
word, every frustration, every mistake she had ever made with him
hoping that none of those events were connected to this. But she
couldn't help but wonder...
If he could just alleviate her fears then she would be able to move
past this, but his avoidance toward her only made her more paranoid
and upset over something which wasn't even true.
She sat with him and watched t.v. for awhile, then made up an excuse
and headed out about an hour later, when the silence began to overwhelm
her.
==*==
Haggerty's
7:28 pm
Faith drove for awhile with no purpose in mind. She wanted to clear
her head but the thoughts kept coming. She turned up the radio
and started to sing loudly, trying to drown all the feelings out.
Eventually though, she found herself becoming distracted by them
again.
She wasn't aware that she was at Haggerty's until she was at the door.
Not really surprised, she walked in and was quickly greeted by her
co-workers, who were sitting at their usual table. She sat and waited
for the questions. It didn't take long.
"How's he doing?" Doc leaned over to look down the table at Faith.
"Better."
// Miserable. I don't know him anymore. That isn't my partner
in that hospital. //
"What happened?" Kim asked, her eyes turning utterly sincere.
"Someone kidnapped him. They roughed him up pretty good."
// He was tortured and scarred. He was silenced. //
"Have they found out anything yet?"
"No."
"Is he still flippin' out?"
All eyes turned harshly to Carlos, who paused with a mouth full of
french fries, shrugged and muttered "What? It was an honest
question!"
Faith stood up. She shouldn't have come here. They wanted to help
but this wasn't helping her at all, and she was getting really
emotional. Any longer and it would be evident to them, and she
didn't want to break down in front of her co-workers.
"I really need to get going." She started to walk away, and
Sullivan stood up from his seat at the other end of the table.
"Yeah, I think I'm going to head out too."
"Faith-" Davis called after her, "is he able to see visitors?"
She turned around and brushed a piece of hair away from her
eyes. Her voice was hoarse. "Yeah, I'm sure he'd love to see
all of you guys."
==*==
Parking Lot at Haggerty's
7:42 pm
Sullivan followed her out to her car. They walked together in
silence for awhile, Faith trying to clear her her head and regain
her composure.
Sully didn't want to push her to talk but knew she would need
to. He waited for her to make the first move.
Faith needed to let out all of this pent up emotion. He could
see the devestated look in her eyes growing the past few
days. And he knew the feeling. He knew how it was to lose a
partner.
They got to the car and she hesitated. Her back was to him
slightly. She took a deep breath and turned around.
"He won't talk to me." she exhaled shakily. She tried her
hardest to control herself.
"He won't LOOK at me! He...he just lays there, in a ball...
silent. I don't know him anymore! And all I want to do is
to help him and he can't tell me-he WON'T tell me-what happened
and I can't do anything!" She was sobbing hysterically and
collapsed into Sully's arms.
"Oh my God, Sul...what did they DO to him?" her voice was
full of despair, her cheeks lined with tears. She buried her
face in his shirt and he stroked her hair gently.
"Don't worry Faith." he said in a whisper, staring at the
gloomy sky. "We'll find out."
==*==
Angel of Mercy
8:49 pm
"Sir, excuse me, SIR!"
He stopped and spun around, ready for the fight he had expected.
"Visiting hours are over, Sir."
Sully looked at the young nurse standing before him. He pulled
out his NYPD ID wallet and she put her hand on her hip.
"I'm sorry, OFFICER," her voice was laden with rebellious attitude,
"but that goes for everyone."
"Ma'am, I need to speak with Mr. Boscorelli immediately. If you
stop me, you will be hindering a police investigation, and you
can go to jail for that, so I think it's in your best interest
to let me do what I need to do."
Her eyes were wide and he softened his tone. "It's not even 9
o'clock, and I'm sure that Mr.Boscorelli is still awake. I
know he won't mind seeing me."
She opened her mouth but no sound came out. He smiled at her
sarcastically, turned on his heel and walked to Bosco's room
at the end of the hall.
==*==
Bosco was deep in thought when the door to his room opened,
startling him. To his surprise, Sullivan walked in.
Bosco looked at the clock, "I thought visiting hours are over."
Sully shook his head and chuckled in disbelief. "That's a
real nice greeting for the guy who saved your ASS."
He recieved only a blank stare.
"I got special permission."
A nod this time.
Sully sat down next to the bed. "So how are you doing?"
"Ok."
"You know when you're getting out of here yet?"
"No."
"Is the food as bad as it used to be?"
"Why are you here?"
Sully's face turned serious.
"Faith's real upset, Bosco."
Bos looked down, playing with the edge of the blanket.
"She says you aren't talking to her."
He didn't even look up.
"I'm not going to pretend I understand what you are going
through right now, because I don't. I realize it might be
really hard to talk to anyone, but you need to try, because
I swear Bosco, I've never seen her so upset. She put her
LIFE into looking for you. Those two weeks were a living
hell. She thinks that this is her fault. It's tearing her
up."
Sully paused and Bosco swallowed.
"She only wants to help you. And even if you don't want to
admit it now, you need her help. You need to let her in."
The only sound in the room came from the almost mute t.v.
Sullivan stood up, and started to walk out, when he heard Bosco
speak behind him.
"I can't talk to her!"
"Why not?"
Bosco bit his lip. "I don't know what to tell her. She wants
to know what happened and I...I don't know..." his voice cracked.
"She needs to hear you Bosco. Let her help you remember. Let
her help you work through it. That's all she wants."
He looked down at his hands and nodded, sniffling a little.
"You've both been through a lot. What you really need is EACHOTHER.
If you can't let her be there for you, then you need to be there
for her. You owe it to her."
====================
END OF PART FIVE (5/?)
