Friday, 6:15 p.m.

Sitting in the waiting room was a room full of officers, along with Fred Yokas and his two kids. They were looking worried, as they should have been. No one knew what was wrong and no one had been out to tell them yet. Bosco, having been asked to leave the ER, waited helplessly as his partner was inside being worked on. "Hey Bos, I thought you could use some coffee." He looked up to see Carlos standing there, along with Davis and Sully. "Thanks, but I'm not in the mood. I can't drink anything right now, I'll just lose it. God, what's taking so long? I should have known something was wrong. I just kept going on and on about the stupid Mets. The Mets! Can you believe it? My partner is sick and I didn't even care. What's wrong with me?!" Confused by Bosco's statement, Ty tries to get more out of the officer. "Bos, what are you talking about?" What was he saying? What was wrong with Faith? "Okay, so earlier we were talkin'. And I noticed she was gettin' quiet and stuff. I looked over and her eyes were all read and bloodshot. I made some joke about how she was cryin' about Mike Piazza, or somethin'. We were talkin about the Mets. Anyway, she didn't look right. Aww, man! I just made fun of her and somethin' could have been wrong. I could have prevented it. I could have found out and it never would have happened. She never would have gone into that store, into that alley, or into this ER." Realizing what Bosco was saying Sully stepped in to comfort his fellow officer. "Bosco, there's no way you could have known. Maybe she wasn't feeling well, or maybe she was just tired or having a bad day. You can't beat yourself up over this. If you guys hadn't gotten involved, there could be two dead store owners on our hands. Maybe you were meant to go in there." Still feeling guilty, Bosco stayed quiet, listening to words of encouragement. He knew there was no feeling better until he knew his partner was okay. Ty spoke up this time. "Sully's right man, there's no way you could have known. The important thing is she got here and they're taking care of her." Bosco nodded and sat there shaking his head. What had he done?

Friday, 6:55 p.m.

After what seemed like forever, a doctor came in to give the well-wishers the news. "You all here for...Faith Yokas?" He looked around the room. Seeing worried faces, he continued. "Officer Yokas has experienced a head injury. The signs we see lead us to believe that it is an old injury. Now, she may have fallen earlier or something. We noticed some bruising on her back and arms. She suffered a concussion, which led to her bout of dizziness and nausea. She collapsed due to the swelling in her brain. She gave her some medicine to keep the swelling down, and she'll be moved into a room in ICU to be monitored. She is unconscious but we fully expect her to wake up from this. If there's no questions, I'll get back in and get her moved into her room. I'll have a nurse let you all know when she'll be seeing visitors. He looked around, and upon seeing no one speak up, left the room. The room was filled with smiling faces, all glad to see one of their own was going to be okay.

Friday, 7:15 p.m.
"When can we see her? Isn't she moved yet?" Fred Yokas was getting eager to see his wife. He felt responsible for his wife's being in the hospital. He received a call from one of the people in his building, concerned for his wife. She said Faith had fallen on the stairs and was concerned for her well being. Faith was already at work and Fred figured she would have called in if she wasn't doing okay. He was berating himself for not checking up on his wife. His eyes watered up and he wiped away a stray tear. Kim walked over to see if he was okay. "She's going to be okay. We see people all the time with head injuries like hers. Some worse. She'll pull through." Fred nodded, yet he still felt a pang of guilt, a heaviness in his heart. "I knew she was hurt. I just didn't know how bad. Another occupant in the apartment complex told me Faith fell on the stairs doing laundry. I figured she was okay since she came to work. So, I put it out of my mind. Now that I think about it, I don't know why I didn't check up on her. Ya know, see if she was okay. She's so strong and she's always been so tough for a woman. No offense. She's a cop. She's not supposed to trip on the stairs. I always worried I'd get a call at 3 a.m. I never thought I'd have my wife in the hospital because she tripped on the stairs. I should have fixed that step. She told me she was worried one of the kids would fall on it. Come to think of it, I've nearly fallen a couple times. I should have fixed it." Fred just shook his head. Kim knew of no other words to say. She knew he was beating himself up. "She'll be okay. She's strong. You wait and see." Fred only hoped she was telling the truth and not being brave for his sake. He looked up to see a nurse come in, asking for the family. He gathered his kids and went in to see his wife.

Friday, 10:41 p.m.

Fred sat by his wife's bedside, watching her breathe. His kids had gone home with Alex and Kim so they could get some sleep. Now he sat here alone, praying his wife would wake up. He heard footsteps behind him. Bosco had come to see his partner. "How's she doin, Fred?" Fred got up and shook the man's hand. "She's still asleep. I wonder if she's just sleeping because she's tired or because she's hurt." "Fred, I'm sure she's just tired. Long day, ya know? Why don't you go down to the cafeteria and grab a drink, somethin' to eat. I'll stand watch. If anything changes, I'll have Sully and Davis go get you. Okay?" Fred, feeling hungry, nodded and left the room. Bosco was with his partner. He picked up her hand, careful of her IV, and talked to her. Hey Yokas. I brought you somethin'. It's a Rookie Card of your man. You know the one with the goatee. What was his name? Oh, yeah. Mike. It's not autographed, but next time I go to a game you and me can get him to sign it. How does that sound? I'm sorry for not bein' there for you today. I wish I'd treated you better. I know you're tough, but you could have told me you weren't feeling so hot. I would have stopped somewhere and gotten you somethin for your head. I would have paid more attention to you and noticed you weren't okay. Well, now I have a second chance and I promise I won't take my eyes off you. I won't give you anymore crap about the Mets, okay? They're my favorite team. I've been goin' to games since I was 4. You don't seem like the kinda girl to be all hung up in Barbies and all. I bet you went to games too when you were a kid. Who knows? Maybe I came across you at some point. It could happen. You were right. The best thing that happened to the Mets was Piazza. Hey, you know what? The robbery happened on 31st street. That's Piazza's number. That must be a sign that you were going to be taken care of. Every good person finds their way. You found yours there and you were okay. I think God's a Met's fan too. 'Cause he kept you safe today. Like the Mets, I have someone good on my team. I have you. Without you being my catcher, I would have to shag balls by myself. Don't ever leave me alone, alright? There's some damn good hitters out there, and I need someone to help me call the pitches." He sighed, holding her hand still. With the other, he wiped away the tears he hadn't noticed had fallen.

Friday, 10:45 p.m.

Having gotten all the way to the elevator, Fred noticed he didn't have his wallet. He took it out, knowing he'd be there a while. He went back to his wife's room to retrieve it. He got near the door and stopped in his tracks. Bosco was talking to Faith. He didn't want to walk in and he didn't want to eavesdrop. What was said was between Faith and Bosco. His hunger could wait. So, he went and walked around the hospital, grateful his wife had Bosco looking out for her.

Friday, 11:03 p.m.

Fred wandered around the hospital and went back to his wife's room. He made a point of being noisier than he should have, to let Bosco know he was coming in. He didn't want the other man to feel embarrassed. "Wouldn't you know, I got all the way down there and I thought I lost my wallet. I looked all around. I could have sworn I put it in my pocket. I must have taken it out. I don't remember when." Bosco noticed the wallet on the bedside table and picked it up. "Here you go. What a relief, huh?" Fred picked it up and nodded, uncomfortably. He turned around and walked out of the room to get something to eat for the second time.

Friday, 11:25 p.m.

Bosco sat in the chair, watching Faith sleep. He started to drift off to sleep when he felt a tug on his hand. He looked down and saw Faith was waking up. He pushed the call button on the bed so the nurses would know she was awake. They came in to examine her. Seeing she was in good hands, Bosco stepped out to let them do their work. He went down to the cafeteria to tell Fred the good news.

Friday, 11:59 p.m.

Bosco sat in the ICU room with Fred. Sully and Ty had been in briefly to wish Faith well and tell her they were glad she was okay. Faith was out of the woods and the doctors assured her and everyone else that she would make a full recovery. Faith looked at the two men in her life and thanked the one above for keeping her safe. She felt something hit her hand as she changed positions. She looked down to see a mint condition, Mike Piazza Rookie Card. She looked over at Bosco, curiously, then shook her head. Turns out Bosco was a Piazza fan, too. Who knew he had this card in his box of cards? She turned the card over, reading the stats she knew by heart already. "It's not signed. Looks like we'll have to catch a game, Bos." Seeing him grin, she laughed. Fred just sighed, thankful to have his wife safe. He was glad that while she was at work she had someone looking after her like Bosco and the rest of the precinct. Faith put the card on the bedside stand and closed her eyes. Her headache had gone away finally. The day's events flashed through her head. She was grateful everyone was okay. She knew she was lucky to have Bosco in her life. Although she'd never tell him, she'd heard every word he had said to her. She only hoped he knew that he was her Mike Piazza as well.