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Chapter 4~ The Nursing Score
Bosco had been staring at the ceiling for at least a half an hour now. He was remembering the days before he and Faith met Cruz.
Cruz had become known in his eyes for being strong, and orderly independent. She wanted, she usually got.
Noble was listed in critical, but stable condition, and Cruz was now in trouble with I.A.B.
In the beginning, Bosco had been attracted to her, but in that hotel room, after the gun decided the fate of the people in the path of it, she was drawn beneath a new light. Somewhere inside of his broken heart, and confused mind, there were words, for what he felt.
"Hey." Faith waved her hand in front of his face, breaking his concentration with the wall. Bosco smiled, there was no need for his partner to feel bad for him. He had lived a long, and at times, wealthy life. Wealthy in love, and happiness, not in money riches, as the blind man does.
"Anything new?" Bosco accepted the cup of coffee from her. He had been allowed very little caffeine, but Faith, had slipped him a few latté's when the nurses weren't looking.
"You're at the top of the list." She answered quietly. Faith wanted to knock some sense into Bosco. He could die, and all he seemed to be doing was accepting his fate. 'He cant be grasping the reality of this.' She had said to Davis earlier, while peering into the window of Bosco's room, standing at the counter.
"So maybe when I'm forty, they'll do something about this lump in the side of my stomach?" Faith glared at him. He just grinned, and rolled his eyes. It wasn't his fault that she didn't have the same sense of humor as him.
"You're mom is stopping by later." Faith sat back in the chair next to Bosco's bed, and set her cup down on the table next to her.
He shook his head. He really wished his mom didn't have to see him like this. Bosco had never had a kid, and never knew if he would have the chance, but, deep down, he knew, she wished she was the one in this bed instead. Mothers always want their children to be happy, and if they could, they'd die for you. Its perhaps one of the amazing phenomena's in this earth that even a computer cant explain.
"Davis got a date with one of the nurses." Faith chuckled. Davis had been hanging around the hospital a lot, since Bosco had been brought in. He had struck out, with almost every poem in his rented book.
"Finally got a homerun?" Bosco laughed, and Faith smiled somewhat. "I wouldn't call it a homerun. Maybe a bunt." "Better then kicking outside of the goalpost. No angry mob." Bosco missed football. He knew there might never be a chance of him watching it again. He forced himself to think positive, no matter how hard or unlikely it was.
"I know what you're thinking." Bosco jumped. Faith was looking straight at him. "You're Houdini now?" he joked. "You'll be cheering for the Jets again in no time." Bosco smiled. She knew. She always knew. "Maybe with my new girlfriend." It was Faith's turn to roll her eyes. Bosco had spent all of last night talking non stop about this 'babe', he had been visiting with. After the guests had to leave the hospital, he was left alone with her. Faith still hadn't met this woman that had Bosco practically drooling at the mouth.
"I think I might have a chance. She said maybe, once I get better, we could go out." Bosco grinned, and looked at his now, worn out cup. "Kim will be disappointed." Faith leaned back again, thinking for a moment. That's when the door to Bosco's room flew open.
"Hey smartass." Sully smiled, and walked into the room, Faith nearly had a heart attack. "What the.." "We're on our lunch." Sully grabbed a chair, and slid it up next to Faith's. Bosco had threatened him the first time he got there, that if Sully was going to stand up again, while he was lying down in this bed, he'd be doing it on crutches. Even though Sully knew Bosco couldn't carry out these promises, at this time, he'd hunt him down when he was better. That was the one thing Bosco never forgot. A promise to make someone pay.
"Pimp Daddy." Bosco finally greeted him. "I cant believe you're afraid of him." Faith nodded towards Bosco, who looked somewhat offended. "I don't feel like making anyone cry today." Bosco narrowed his eyes, and Sully continued, "Davis will be in, in a minute. He's checking up on some reservations he booked." "What reservations?" Faith got the feeling this was going to begin a 'man' conversation, so, before Sully could begin to answer her partners question, she stood up and walked out of the room. They didn't even notice her leave.
"Davis asked that one nurse out. Melanie, was it? Oh well, anyway, he made plans for them to go to Bellefonte's tonight." Bosco nodded thoughtfully. He remembered wanting to take Cruz there at one time. He sighed at this memory, and also remembered how things messed up between her and him. Everything began, because of Noble. That no good selfish coward. Bosco couldn't believe how someone who was considered a 'man', could let a woman defend him like Cruz had.
"- said it'd be fun." Was all that Bosco caught of what Sully said. "What?" Sully shook his head, "You didn't listen to a word I said? You have got to be shitting me. I just got done telling you that Davis talked to that nurse you liked-" "Angela? What'd she say? Does she wonna talk to me? What was she wearing?" Sully's mouth hung open. "Angela," Bosco shook his head, as Sully pressed onward, "She just told Davis that you should all go out sometime. I guess that means she wants to talk to you again." He quickly added, "Though I don't know why." Bosco let his head fall back on the pillow. "And what was that last thing?" "What was she wearing." Bosco said. Sully gave him a smartass look, "Clothes, Bosco. Does that answer everything you ordered?" "Yeah, I think that covers it." Just as Sully was leaning back, Bosco snapped his finger, "Except," Sully groaned, "Do you wear boxers, or brief's?" Bosco started laughing, as Sully faked trying to smother him with the pillow.
"Yo, my brothers." Davis strolled into the room casually, bringing grins to Bosco's and Sully's faces. "Yo, Jo." Bosco waved slowly, as though he were a hippie in the sixties. Sully's grin cracked, and he started cackling. "Alright, beat me up. But I wont tell you what those hot nurses said about you two." Looking pleased with himself, he occupied the chair Faith had been sitting in earlier. "That we're the stud's friends?" Davis grinned now, deciding instead, to lay back on the sofa chair by the window. "Not only that," Sully and Bosco threw cushions at their partner. Davis laughed and continued, "They said they liked those cops' donuts'." Bosco burst out laughing, as Sully turned a shade of pink. "They're talkin' about you, man." Bosco pointed to Sully, and just as he was about to ask Davis more about what the nurses were talking about, Faith stepped into the room again. Only this time, she had brought the Doctor.
The just brightened room toned down, into a shade of gray.
Bosco felt his smile, slowly straighten, as he wondered what the Doctor could possibly have in store for him now
"Officer," Bosco took a deep breath, and Faith rubbed her hands nervously, Davis and Sully didn't have an idea of what to be doing. "We found you a match."
Chapter 4~ The Nursing Score
Bosco had been staring at the ceiling for at least a half an hour now. He was remembering the days before he and Faith met Cruz.
Cruz had become known in his eyes for being strong, and orderly independent. She wanted, she usually got.
Noble was listed in critical, but stable condition, and Cruz was now in trouble with I.A.B.
In the beginning, Bosco had been attracted to her, but in that hotel room, after the gun decided the fate of the people in the path of it, she was drawn beneath a new light. Somewhere inside of his broken heart, and confused mind, there were words, for what he felt.
"Hey." Faith waved her hand in front of his face, breaking his concentration with the wall. Bosco smiled, there was no need for his partner to feel bad for him. He had lived a long, and at times, wealthy life. Wealthy in love, and happiness, not in money riches, as the blind man does.
"Anything new?" Bosco accepted the cup of coffee from her. He had been allowed very little caffeine, but Faith, had slipped him a few latté's when the nurses weren't looking.
"You're at the top of the list." She answered quietly. Faith wanted to knock some sense into Bosco. He could die, and all he seemed to be doing was accepting his fate. 'He cant be grasping the reality of this.' She had said to Davis earlier, while peering into the window of Bosco's room, standing at the counter.
"So maybe when I'm forty, they'll do something about this lump in the side of my stomach?" Faith glared at him. He just grinned, and rolled his eyes. It wasn't his fault that she didn't have the same sense of humor as him.
"You're mom is stopping by later." Faith sat back in the chair next to Bosco's bed, and set her cup down on the table next to her.
He shook his head. He really wished his mom didn't have to see him like this. Bosco had never had a kid, and never knew if he would have the chance, but, deep down, he knew, she wished she was the one in this bed instead. Mothers always want their children to be happy, and if they could, they'd die for you. Its perhaps one of the amazing phenomena's in this earth that even a computer cant explain.
"Davis got a date with one of the nurses." Faith chuckled. Davis had been hanging around the hospital a lot, since Bosco had been brought in. He had struck out, with almost every poem in his rented book.
"Finally got a homerun?" Bosco laughed, and Faith smiled somewhat. "I wouldn't call it a homerun. Maybe a bunt." "Better then kicking outside of the goalpost. No angry mob." Bosco missed football. He knew there might never be a chance of him watching it again. He forced himself to think positive, no matter how hard or unlikely it was.
"I know what you're thinking." Bosco jumped. Faith was looking straight at him. "You're Houdini now?" he joked. "You'll be cheering for the Jets again in no time." Bosco smiled. She knew. She always knew. "Maybe with my new girlfriend." It was Faith's turn to roll her eyes. Bosco had spent all of last night talking non stop about this 'babe', he had been visiting with. After the guests had to leave the hospital, he was left alone with her. Faith still hadn't met this woman that had Bosco practically drooling at the mouth.
"I think I might have a chance. She said maybe, once I get better, we could go out." Bosco grinned, and looked at his now, worn out cup. "Kim will be disappointed." Faith leaned back again, thinking for a moment. That's when the door to Bosco's room flew open.
"Hey smartass." Sully smiled, and walked into the room, Faith nearly had a heart attack. "What the.." "We're on our lunch." Sully grabbed a chair, and slid it up next to Faith's. Bosco had threatened him the first time he got there, that if Sully was going to stand up again, while he was lying down in this bed, he'd be doing it on crutches. Even though Sully knew Bosco couldn't carry out these promises, at this time, he'd hunt him down when he was better. That was the one thing Bosco never forgot. A promise to make someone pay.
"Pimp Daddy." Bosco finally greeted him. "I cant believe you're afraid of him." Faith nodded towards Bosco, who looked somewhat offended. "I don't feel like making anyone cry today." Bosco narrowed his eyes, and Sully continued, "Davis will be in, in a minute. He's checking up on some reservations he booked." "What reservations?" Faith got the feeling this was going to begin a 'man' conversation, so, before Sully could begin to answer her partners question, she stood up and walked out of the room. They didn't even notice her leave.
"Davis asked that one nurse out. Melanie, was it? Oh well, anyway, he made plans for them to go to Bellefonte's tonight." Bosco nodded thoughtfully. He remembered wanting to take Cruz there at one time. He sighed at this memory, and also remembered how things messed up between her and him. Everything began, because of Noble. That no good selfish coward. Bosco couldn't believe how someone who was considered a 'man', could let a woman defend him like Cruz had.
"- said it'd be fun." Was all that Bosco caught of what Sully said. "What?" Sully shook his head, "You didn't listen to a word I said? You have got to be shitting me. I just got done telling you that Davis talked to that nurse you liked-" "Angela? What'd she say? Does she wonna talk to me? What was she wearing?" Sully's mouth hung open. "Angela," Bosco shook his head, as Sully pressed onward, "She just told Davis that you should all go out sometime. I guess that means she wants to talk to you again." He quickly added, "Though I don't know why." Bosco let his head fall back on the pillow. "And what was that last thing?" "What was she wearing." Bosco said. Sully gave him a smartass look, "Clothes, Bosco. Does that answer everything you ordered?" "Yeah, I think that covers it." Just as Sully was leaning back, Bosco snapped his finger, "Except," Sully groaned, "Do you wear boxers, or brief's?" Bosco started laughing, as Sully faked trying to smother him with the pillow.
"Yo, my brothers." Davis strolled into the room casually, bringing grins to Bosco's and Sully's faces. "Yo, Jo." Bosco waved slowly, as though he were a hippie in the sixties. Sully's grin cracked, and he started cackling. "Alright, beat me up. But I wont tell you what those hot nurses said about you two." Looking pleased with himself, he occupied the chair Faith had been sitting in earlier. "That we're the stud's friends?" Davis grinned now, deciding instead, to lay back on the sofa chair by the window. "Not only that," Sully and Bosco threw cushions at their partner. Davis laughed and continued, "They said they liked those cops' donuts'." Bosco burst out laughing, as Sully turned a shade of pink. "They're talkin' about you, man." Bosco pointed to Sully, and just as he was about to ask Davis more about what the nurses were talking about, Faith stepped into the room again. Only this time, she had brought the Doctor.
The just brightened room toned down, into a shade of gray.
Bosco felt his smile, slowly straighten, as he wondered what the Doctor could possibly have in store for him now
"Officer," Bosco took a deep breath, and Faith rubbed her hands nervously, Davis and Sully didn't have an idea of what to be doing. "We found you a match."