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Chapter 6~ The Game
The only thing Bosco had left on his mind, was Noble. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy. Besides the fact that he was diluted and helpless, he actually expected Cruz to stand by him in the end. Having once believed that himself, Bosco felt he owed it to the poor sap, at least to warn him.
"Hey, you excited about getting out of here?" Davis stood by and watched, as Bosco threw his wrinkled clothes, into a bag. "You need to ask me that question?" Bosco counted the shirts, as Davis laughed.
"Hey Boz, the car is waiting." Sully and Davis had agreed to take their partner home, while Faith spent some much needed time at home with Fred and the kids. "Thank God." Bosco shoved a few of the hospital's things in his bag, knowing they wouldn't be missing them anytime soon.
"And we're off." Davis took one last look at the room. His friend had almost lost his life here, that was only a week ago. He hoped that he'd never see this room again.
"Maurice!" a woman came running up behind the threesome, as they reached the entrance. Bosco's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Didn't think you were leaving without saying goodbye, did you?" she gave him a hug.
"Are we still on for tonight?" He asked quietly, noticing the smirking faces of Davis and Sully. "You know it. I'll meet you at Bellefonte's at six, when my shift is over." She winked at him, leaving him to stumble out the door.
"Man, how did you ever score her?" Sully shook his head, at Davis' comment. "He didn't score anything, Davis. He'd be even more red then he is right now." Bosco threw his bag in the back seat, as Sully slammed his door shut.
"Ah, beer." Davis and Sully shared a look, as Bosco rushed into his apartment, flinging himself onto the sofa.
"We don't have to worry that we're leaving you here," Sully watched Bosco click the remote and laugh hysterically, "right?"
"Don't you have to work, or something?" Bosco looked up from the TV, which was currently flashing a 'Tom & Jerry' cartoon, and Sully closed the door quietly. Davis jumped, as they heard Bosco cackling from inside his apartment.
"I don't get that kid." Davis grinned at his partner.
"Five Five Charlie, respond to ten thirteen, Oakland avenue." The radio buzzed, and Davis flipped on the siren. "Didn't we just respond to a ten thirteen, there?" Sully remembered it too, that was where Bosco got shot. "Five Five Charlie, responding to ten thirteen." Davis sighed, and decided today could be another long one.
Bosco had just watched a cartoon marathon, and was currently grabbing some 'forbidden food', he'd been craving for a long time. He hadn't been allowed it, because of his condition. He still wasn't, but he was at his place now. What he said, went.
Tom had just smashed Jerry in the head with a pan, Bosco snorted into his drink. That's when something came back to him. Only earlier, he had wanted to go talk to Noble.
"Guess now is as good a time as any." He mumbled to himself, and he turned off the TV, leaving his place a mess, and rushing for his jacket.
"What the-" Bosco had just opened his door, to find his ex- partner, Cruz, standing there with her arms crossed. "What the hell are you doing here?" he leaned against the doorway, one arm up, and the other holding his jacket.
She put her hands in her pockets. She was wearing an NYPD jacket, and her badge was hanging at her belt.
"I came to see how you were doing." She said simply. Bosco puffed. "I was in the hospital for two weeks, you couldn't have come then?" "I tried, but I was being questioned most of those days." "Yeah, for the murder you helped cover up." Cruz smacked him. Bosco flew back, he hadn't expected her to do that. "Get out of my way." He shoved past her, and she grabbed a hold of his shirt.
"We need to discuss something." She gritted her teeth. "I'm not stupid enough to talk to you right now. They're probably keeping tabs on you, and I'm not getting involved, again. This, is your problem." He ripped his arm from her grasp, and felt proud of himself, walking away.
Bosco knocked on room five twenty nine, c. He heard someone say 'come in', and he opened the door cautiously.
Noble was lying in his bed, watching a sports channel. His face looked white, and gaunt.
"What are you doing here." He didn't look at Bosco, who went to stand in front of his bed.
"I came to warn you about something."
Noble looked away from the TV, and suddenly became very angry with the officer.
"You come to threaten me again? Come to say that you'll beat me up or kill me, like you did before!" Bosco started laughing. "Don't flatter yourself, I have cartoons to waste my time, not fugitives." He took a seat, without an invitation.
"I didn't say you could stay." Noble hissed, watching Bosco closely.
Bosco sighed, and crossed his legs underneath the chair.
"Cruz came to visit me." Bosco ignored Noble's gesture's, and continued to watch the hockey game. "Whatever you two do under the sheets, is of no concern to me." He sat up, and started writing in the notebook.
Bosco's eyes went from the TV, to Noble's writing. "What? Have no stories to write, so you're writing a suicide note? I didn't know I could do anyone a favor like that." Noble stabbed the notepad, and threw it back on the desk.
"Did you come here to harass me, officer? I can have you arrested for that!" Bosco slowly got up, and leaned onto the bed, looking straight into Noble's eyes. "I just told you, I don't care what happens to you, I just want us to screw Cruz." Noble looked confused, as he reached behind his bed, and pressed a red button.
"I swear I will shoot the next person who calls us." Sully cursed, as he and Davis got back into their RMP. The ten thirteen had been another hoax, and an elderly man had been taken into custody, for disturbing the peace.
"What the hell is wrong with everybody lately? It seems that every time Bosco is acting normal, everyone else belongs in the loony-bin." Davis almost choked on his coffee, as Sully continued to complain about the good people of New York.
"What did you just do?" Bosco moved over to the right side of the bed, where Noble's hand slowly returned to his side. "I called a nurse." He shook, as Bosco's face almost touched his. "Do you never learn anything, you coward!" Just as Bosco yelled in frustration, two officers entered the room with a nurse.
"Bosco?" Bosco's face eased, as he turned around to find Angela facing him. Behind her, were a very confused Davis and Sully.
"Do you ever take a vacation?" Sully groaned, and threw his coffee cup into the waste bin by the door.
"Sir, what did you page for?" Angela took her glance off of Bosco, who was feeling hot in the face, and held onto Noble's hand.
"He was threatening me!" Noble put on an act, that even a priest would believe.
"Noble, do we have to come and change your diapers every minute of every damn day!" Sully could see right through him, bringing a nasty glare from Angela.
"I would appreciate it, if you would all leave. This patient needs tending to." Bosco's mouth opened slightly, but, he left all the same, bringing Sully and Davis to go after him.
"Yo!" Davis jogged to keep up with a very steamed Bosco.
"What the hell was that about?" Bosco shook him off, instead, asking about the ten thirteen they had had earlier. "How'd you hear about that?" Sully was a little out of breath, but he straightened his belt out, as he asked Bosco this. "I still have my radio, Sull. And, I'm not completely stupid." "That's why you were watching Tom and Jerry, over the hockey game?" Davis grinned. "Ah hell, I was just flipping through the channels, man. Have you guys heard from Faith?" "She's in Jersey for the weekend." Sully answered, as Angela came storming out of Noble's room. "Ah damn Bosco, how do you lose them so fast?" Davis almost laughed, as Angela came up to Bosco and started screaming at him. "What on earth did you think you were doing? He just came out of ICU yesterday! You should know how hard it is to recover, and speaking of that- " Bosco cut her off with a kiss, as Davis and Sully looked away, turning pink.
"I'll see you tonight, then?" Bosco grinned, showing off his million dollar smile. Angela blushed, "I cant believe you think a kiss is going to stop me from being mad at you." With that, she kissed him back, quickly, because the people behind the desk were watching, and she walked away, curling her hair with her finger.
"You have got to teach me how to hit like that!" Davis couldn't ponder, how Bosco had narrowly escaped that one. "We've gotta go, Davis." Sully hooked his radio back on his shoulder. "Go home and watch cartoons, Boz. I don't want you to be my problem all day." He patted Bosco's shoulder, and they both left the hospital.
Bosco stood there for a moment, thinking about what Sully had just said. Did he honestly think that Bosco couldn't handle himself? Or did he just think that he needed to be there, every time Bosco screwed up.
He stepped aside, as Doc and Carlos came rushing past him, with a gun shot victim.
"Hello, Officer." Bosco nearly hit his head, as Cruz came up behind him, while he tried getting his car open. "Missing something?" She waved the keys that Bosco had been searching for, above her head. He frowned, "I can arrest you." He crossed his arms, as he leaned back against his car. "You'd like that." She dropped the keys in his hands, and stared at him. "You didn't listen to what I have to say, earlier." "You're blaming me?" he closed his eyes. He was getting a headache, from talking to Cruz for only three minutes, as opposed to the whole shift, with Faith. That said something. "Get over yourself, Boscorelli." She crossed her arms too. For a slight moment, Bosco thought she looked beautiful.
"We need to get the story about Noble, straightened out." "That's up to him." Bosco wanted nothing to do with her, or Noble anymore. "He needs our protection." "He needs, his mommy. We, are not hugging him, or feeding him a bottle." "Look who's talking. Mr. I have my partner defend me whenever there's trouble, or I always have to defend my mommy, but she screws you anyway?" Bosco had never hit a girl, but shoving Cruz back violently, came about as close as he would ever get. She could hardly be considered a girl, let alone, a woman.
"You cant run away forever, Boscorelli! I'll find you! I know where you live!" Bosco laughed, as he leaned out of his window, "Then go ahead, come interrupt me in the middle of watching television, we'll see if you live to tell the tale." With that, he zoomed off, leaving her in the dust.
"Sergeant Cruz, we've been expecting you." The captain had his arms crossed, as she nervously stepped into the room. "How about we start from the top?" a detective emerged from a corner of the room. "How many times do I have to explain what we saw?" She hissed, and calmed down, remembering the captain was watching her every move. "Until we are satisfied, with your pathetic story." She read his name as, Johnston. 'How did I know,' she thought.
"Have a seat, and we'll begin." A second detective, whom introduced himself to her as Benton, motioned for her to sit in front of them, at the table. She reluctantly took the seat, and prayed that Bosco would come bursting in to save her.
"Yo, my brother! Open up!" Davis beat his fist against Bosco's apartment door. Bosco came rushing from the bathroom. He had been in the shower, and didn't hear anything until a minute ago.
"Bosco, if you don't open this door-" Bosco had just opened the door, clad in only a towel. "Ah damn, Boz, go put some clothes on." Bosco grinned, "Like you haven't seen anything before."
Davis set the six pack of beer he'd bought, on the coffee table, and stopped dead, when he saw the TV. "What the.." Davis turned the volume up, as he watched the cartoon closely.
"You get off early?" Bosco hadn't realized what time it was. It was eleven thirty.
"Have you been watching cartoons, all day?" Davis looked at Bosco in disbelief, as he shook his head. "Not all day. I had a date, remember? Those things where you go out with a girl-" "Alright, smartass." Davis pushed channel thirty five, into the remote, finding there was still a basketball game on TV. Bosco quickly combed through his hair, "Who's playing?" Davis squinted his eyes at the corner of the screen. "Lakers-" "Ah, man. I wanted to watch a good game." Bosco groaned, and grabbed his TV Guide, off the end table.
They were just laughing at how stupid the Power puff Girls was, when they heard another knock on the door.
Bosco opened it, finding Sully standing there with a box. "Are you guys in love with me, or something?" Bosco laughed, as Sully walked past him, into the living room." "I had nothing better to do. Davis, what are you doing here?" Sully set the box on the counter, and started to open a beer.
"To watch the game." Bosco pretended to act offended, "So you're both just, using me?" he pouted, and Davis through his magazine at him. "Nice. After all I've done for you two." Sully puffed this time, taking a seat next to his partner. "You've kept me well fed. People are psycho across the city, since you've come along. Not to mention-" "Alright, alright." Bosco was making his way back to the couch, when yet, another knock surprised them all. "Head count!" Bosco counted three heads. "Who the hell is that." He jogged to the door, and almost fell back. It was Jimmy. "Ok, who killed me?" Bosco turned around, to see that Sully and Davis were shrugging too. "Get over yourself," Bosco wished people would stop telling him that, "Kim made me come." "Kim's here? Hot diggity!" Jimmy scowled, as Kim gave Bosco a hug. "You still owe me that date." She smiled, and handed him another box. "I guess you guys are trying to make me fat." He grinned, and set the other box, next to the first.
Jimmy, Davis, and Sully, were now all screaming at the TV. The Lakers were pulling ahead, by ten. "That was a foul!" Jimmy through the cap to his bottle, at the screen, making Bosco inform them, "You break it, you bought it!" "Is that what you said to your first girlfriend? Cause I think you need a refund." The guys burst out laughing, as an embarrassed Bosco, sat by Kim.
"Ah man, Bosco, you need a no solicitor sign." Jimmy looked annoyed, and continued to watch the Lakers beat up their team. "You need something." He mumbled, and once again, made his way for the door.
"What the hell are you here for?" Bosco's smile turned into another frown. Cruz stood flaming at the doorway. Everyone looked up from the TV, to see why Bosco had yelled.
"No Dogs Allowed!" hollowed Davis, as the guys fought to keep a straight face. "Then why aren't you on a leash?" She replied, making Davis give her the finger.
"What do you want." Bosco ordered, rather then asked. "I thought I might as well tell you. Noble's dead." Everyone in the living room stopped what they were doing. "What?" Bosco couldn't believe it, he had just seen Noble an hour ago. "Yeah, so, I hope you enjoy this last night you have, because both you and me, are due at a hearing tomorrow morning. Probably be your last night here." She gave him and his apartment, a disgusted look, and proceeded down the hallway. Jimmy rushed to the door, and threw his empty bottle after her. "Damn, I just missed." Bosco shoved him back inside, and shut the door.
"You want us to leave?" Sully was the first to ask. The TV had been turned down to low, and everyone looked at Bosco cautiously. "No, you're the only things keeping me sane right now. Turn the game back on, before I shoot you." Davis clicked the button, and before they knew it, the game had ended, the Lakers taking home the lead.
"See you tomorrow, Boz." Kim hugged him again, Jimmy being too occupied with getting his coat off of the hanger, and they all left Bosco, alone with his thoughts.
Chapter 6~ The Game
The only thing Bosco had left on his mind, was Noble. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the guy. Besides the fact that he was diluted and helpless, he actually expected Cruz to stand by him in the end. Having once believed that himself, Bosco felt he owed it to the poor sap, at least to warn him.
"Hey, you excited about getting out of here?" Davis stood by and watched, as Bosco threw his wrinkled clothes, into a bag. "You need to ask me that question?" Bosco counted the shirts, as Davis laughed.
"Hey Boz, the car is waiting." Sully and Davis had agreed to take their partner home, while Faith spent some much needed time at home with Fred and the kids. "Thank God." Bosco shoved a few of the hospital's things in his bag, knowing they wouldn't be missing them anytime soon.
"And we're off." Davis took one last look at the room. His friend had almost lost his life here, that was only a week ago. He hoped that he'd never see this room again.
"Maurice!" a woman came running up behind the threesome, as they reached the entrance. Bosco's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Didn't think you were leaving without saying goodbye, did you?" she gave him a hug.
"Are we still on for tonight?" He asked quietly, noticing the smirking faces of Davis and Sully. "You know it. I'll meet you at Bellefonte's at six, when my shift is over." She winked at him, leaving him to stumble out the door.
"Man, how did you ever score her?" Sully shook his head, at Davis' comment. "He didn't score anything, Davis. He'd be even more red then he is right now." Bosco threw his bag in the back seat, as Sully slammed his door shut.
"Ah, beer." Davis and Sully shared a look, as Bosco rushed into his apartment, flinging himself onto the sofa.
"We don't have to worry that we're leaving you here," Sully watched Bosco click the remote and laugh hysterically, "right?"
"Don't you have to work, or something?" Bosco looked up from the TV, which was currently flashing a 'Tom & Jerry' cartoon, and Sully closed the door quietly. Davis jumped, as they heard Bosco cackling from inside his apartment.
"I don't get that kid." Davis grinned at his partner.
"Five Five Charlie, respond to ten thirteen, Oakland avenue." The radio buzzed, and Davis flipped on the siren. "Didn't we just respond to a ten thirteen, there?" Sully remembered it too, that was where Bosco got shot. "Five Five Charlie, responding to ten thirteen." Davis sighed, and decided today could be another long one.
Bosco had just watched a cartoon marathon, and was currently grabbing some 'forbidden food', he'd been craving for a long time. He hadn't been allowed it, because of his condition. He still wasn't, but he was at his place now. What he said, went.
Tom had just smashed Jerry in the head with a pan, Bosco snorted into his drink. That's when something came back to him. Only earlier, he had wanted to go talk to Noble.
"Guess now is as good a time as any." He mumbled to himself, and he turned off the TV, leaving his place a mess, and rushing for his jacket.
"What the-" Bosco had just opened his door, to find his ex- partner, Cruz, standing there with her arms crossed. "What the hell are you doing here?" he leaned against the doorway, one arm up, and the other holding his jacket.
She put her hands in her pockets. She was wearing an NYPD jacket, and her badge was hanging at her belt.
"I came to see how you were doing." She said simply. Bosco puffed. "I was in the hospital for two weeks, you couldn't have come then?" "I tried, but I was being questioned most of those days." "Yeah, for the murder you helped cover up." Cruz smacked him. Bosco flew back, he hadn't expected her to do that. "Get out of my way." He shoved past her, and she grabbed a hold of his shirt.
"We need to discuss something." She gritted her teeth. "I'm not stupid enough to talk to you right now. They're probably keeping tabs on you, and I'm not getting involved, again. This, is your problem." He ripped his arm from her grasp, and felt proud of himself, walking away.
Bosco knocked on room five twenty nine, c. He heard someone say 'come in', and he opened the door cautiously.
Noble was lying in his bed, watching a sports channel. His face looked white, and gaunt.
"What are you doing here." He didn't look at Bosco, who went to stand in front of his bed.
"I came to warn you about something."
Noble looked away from the TV, and suddenly became very angry with the officer.
"You come to threaten me again? Come to say that you'll beat me up or kill me, like you did before!" Bosco started laughing. "Don't flatter yourself, I have cartoons to waste my time, not fugitives." He took a seat, without an invitation.
"I didn't say you could stay." Noble hissed, watching Bosco closely.
Bosco sighed, and crossed his legs underneath the chair.
"Cruz came to visit me." Bosco ignored Noble's gesture's, and continued to watch the hockey game. "Whatever you two do under the sheets, is of no concern to me." He sat up, and started writing in the notebook.
Bosco's eyes went from the TV, to Noble's writing. "What? Have no stories to write, so you're writing a suicide note? I didn't know I could do anyone a favor like that." Noble stabbed the notepad, and threw it back on the desk.
"Did you come here to harass me, officer? I can have you arrested for that!" Bosco slowly got up, and leaned onto the bed, looking straight into Noble's eyes. "I just told you, I don't care what happens to you, I just want us to screw Cruz." Noble looked confused, as he reached behind his bed, and pressed a red button.
"I swear I will shoot the next person who calls us." Sully cursed, as he and Davis got back into their RMP. The ten thirteen had been another hoax, and an elderly man had been taken into custody, for disturbing the peace.
"What the hell is wrong with everybody lately? It seems that every time Bosco is acting normal, everyone else belongs in the loony-bin." Davis almost choked on his coffee, as Sully continued to complain about the good people of New York.
"What did you just do?" Bosco moved over to the right side of the bed, where Noble's hand slowly returned to his side. "I called a nurse." He shook, as Bosco's face almost touched his. "Do you never learn anything, you coward!" Just as Bosco yelled in frustration, two officers entered the room with a nurse.
"Bosco?" Bosco's face eased, as he turned around to find Angela facing him. Behind her, were a very confused Davis and Sully.
"Do you ever take a vacation?" Sully groaned, and threw his coffee cup into the waste bin by the door.
"Sir, what did you page for?" Angela took her glance off of Bosco, who was feeling hot in the face, and held onto Noble's hand.
"He was threatening me!" Noble put on an act, that even a priest would believe.
"Noble, do we have to come and change your diapers every minute of every damn day!" Sully could see right through him, bringing a nasty glare from Angela.
"I would appreciate it, if you would all leave. This patient needs tending to." Bosco's mouth opened slightly, but, he left all the same, bringing Sully and Davis to go after him.
"Yo!" Davis jogged to keep up with a very steamed Bosco.
"What the hell was that about?" Bosco shook him off, instead, asking about the ten thirteen they had had earlier. "How'd you hear about that?" Sully was a little out of breath, but he straightened his belt out, as he asked Bosco this. "I still have my radio, Sull. And, I'm not completely stupid." "That's why you were watching Tom and Jerry, over the hockey game?" Davis grinned. "Ah hell, I was just flipping through the channels, man. Have you guys heard from Faith?" "She's in Jersey for the weekend." Sully answered, as Angela came storming out of Noble's room. "Ah damn Bosco, how do you lose them so fast?" Davis almost laughed, as Angela came up to Bosco and started screaming at him. "What on earth did you think you were doing? He just came out of ICU yesterday! You should know how hard it is to recover, and speaking of that- " Bosco cut her off with a kiss, as Davis and Sully looked away, turning pink.
"I'll see you tonight, then?" Bosco grinned, showing off his million dollar smile. Angela blushed, "I cant believe you think a kiss is going to stop me from being mad at you." With that, she kissed him back, quickly, because the people behind the desk were watching, and she walked away, curling her hair with her finger.
"You have got to teach me how to hit like that!" Davis couldn't ponder, how Bosco had narrowly escaped that one. "We've gotta go, Davis." Sully hooked his radio back on his shoulder. "Go home and watch cartoons, Boz. I don't want you to be my problem all day." He patted Bosco's shoulder, and they both left the hospital.
Bosco stood there for a moment, thinking about what Sully had just said. Did he honestly think that Bosco couldn't handle himself? Or did he just think that he needed to be there, every time Bosco screwed up.
He stepped aside, as Doc and Carlos came rushing past him, with a gun shot victim.
"Hello, Officer." Bosco nearly hit his head, as Cruz came up behind him, while he tried getting his car open. "Missing something?" She waved the keys that Bosco had been searching for, above her head. He frowned, "I can arrest you." He crossed his arms, as he leaned back against his car. "You'd like that." She dropped the keys in his hands, and stared at him. "You didn't listen to what I have to say, earlier." "You're blaming me?" he closed his eyes. He was getting a headache, from talking to Cruz for only three minutes, as opposed to the whole shift, with Faith. That said something. "Get over yourself, Boscorelli." She crossed her arms too. For a slight moment, Bosco thought she looked beautiful.
"We need to get the story about Noble, straightened out." "That's up to him." Bosco wanted nothing to do with her, or Noble anymore. "He needs our protection." "He needs, his mommy. We, are not hugging him, or feeding him a bottle." "Look who's talking. Mr. I have my partner defend me whenever there's trouble, or I always have to defend my mommy, but she screws you anyway?" Bosco had never hit a girl, but shoving Cruz back violently, came about as close as he would ever get. She could hardly be considered a girl, let alone, a woman.
"You cant run away forever, Boscorelli! I'll find you! I know where you live!" Bosco laughed, as he leaned out of his window, "Then go ahead, come interrupt me in the middle of watching television, we'll see if you live to tell the tale." With that, he zoomed off, leaving her in the dust.
"Sergeant Cruz, we've been expecting you." The captain had his arms crossed, as she nervously stepped into the room. "How about we start from the top?" a detective emerged from a corner of the room. "How many times do I have to explain what we saw?" She hissed, and calmed down, remembering the captain was watching her every move. "Until we are satisfied, with your pathetic story." She read his name as, Johnston. 'How did I know,' she thought.
"Have a seat, and we'll begin." A second detective, whom introduced himself to her as Benton, motioned for her to sit in front of them, at the table. She reluctantly took the seat, and prayed that Bosco would come bursting in to save her.
"Yo, my brother! Open up!" Davis beat his fist against Bosco's apartment door. Bosco came rushing from the bathroom. He had been in the shower, and didn't hear anything until a minute ago.
"Bosco, if you don't open this door-" Bosco had just opened the door, clad in only a towel. "Ah damn, Boz, go put some clothes on." Bosco grinned, "Like you haven't seen anything before."
Davis set the six pack of beer he'd bought, on the coffee table, and stopped dead, when he saw the TV. "What the.." Davis turned the volume up, as he watched the cartoon closely.
"You get off early?" Bosco hadn't realized what time it was. It was eleven thirty.
"Have you been watching cartoons, all day?" Davis looked at Bosco in disbelief, as he shook his head. "Not all day. I had a date, remember? Those things where you go out with a girl-" "Alright, smartass." Davis pushed channel thirty five, into the remote, finding there was still a basketball game on TV. Bosco quickly combed through his hair, "Who's playing?" Davis squinted his eyes at the corner of the screen. "Lakers-" "Ah, man. I wanted to watch a good game." Bosco groaned, and grabbed his TV Guide, off the end table.
They were just laughing at how stupid the Power puff Girls was, when they heard another knock on the door.
Bosco opened it, finding Sully standing there with a box. "Are you guys in love with me, or something?" Bosco laughed, as Sully walked past him, into the living room." "I had nothing better to do. Davis, what are you doing here?" Sully set the box on the counter, and started to open a beer.
"To watch the game." Bosco pretended to act offended, "So you're both just, using me?" he pouted, and Davis through his magazine at him. "Nice. After all I've done for you two." Sully puffed this time, taking a seat next to his partner. "You've kept me well fed. People are psycho across the city, since you've come along. Not to mention-" "Alright, alright." Bosco was making his way back to the couch, when yet, another knock surprised them all. "Head count!" Bosco counted three heads. "Who the hell is that." He jogged to the door, and almost fell back. It was Jimmy. "Ok, who killed me?" Bosco turned around, to see that Sully and Davis were shrugging too. "Get over yourself," Bosco wished people would stop telling him that, "Kim made me come." "Kim's here? Hot diggity!" Jimmy scowled, as Kim gave Bosco a hug. "You still owe me that date." She smiled, and handed him another box. "I guess you guys are trying to make me fat." He grinned, and set the other box, next to the first.
Jimmy, Davis, and Sully, were now all screaming at the TV. The Lakers were pulling ahead, by ten. "That was a foul!" Jimmy through the cap to his bottle, at the screen, making Bosco inform them, "You break it, you bought it!" "Is that what you said to your first girlfriend? Cause I think you need a refund." The guys burst out laughing, as an embarrassed Bosco, sat by Kim.
"Ah man, Bosco, you need a no solicitor sign." Jimmy looked annoyed, and continued to watch the Lakers beat up their team. "You need something." He mumbled, and once again, made his way for the door.
"What the hell are you here for?" Bosco's smile turned into another frown. Cruz stood flaming at the doorway. Everyone looked up from the TV, to see why Bosco had yelled.
"No Dogs Allowed!" hollowed Davis, as the guys fought to keep a straight face. "Then why aren't you on a leash?" She replied, making Davis give her the finger.
"What do you want." Bosco ordered, rather then asked. "I thought I might as well tell you. Noble's dead." Everyone in the living room stopped what they were doing. "What?" Bosco couldn't believe it, he had just seen Noble an hour ago. "Yeah, so, I hope you enjoy this last night you have, because both you and me, are due at a hearing tomorrow morning. Probably be your last night here." She gave him and his apartment, a disgusted look, and proceeded down the hallway. Jimmy rushed to the door, and threw his empty bottle after her. "Damn, I just missed." Bosco shoved him back inside, and shut the door.
"You want us to leave?" Sully was the first to ask. The TV had been turned down to low, and everyone looked at Bosco cautiously. "No, you're the only things keeping me sane right now. Turn the game back on, before I shoot you." Davis clicked the button, and before they knew it, the game had ended, the Lakers taking home the lead.
"See you tomorrow, Boz." Kim hugged him again, Jimmy being too occupied with getting his coat off of the hanger, and they all left Bosco, alone with his thoughts.