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PART 2
Bosco let out a yelp of surprise when the shots were fired. Hearing the car peel away from the parked squad Faith then did the first thing that came to mind, see if her partner was okay. So she began to pat him down, searching for any blood, knowing the shots had come from his side of the car she was generally worried that he had caught one of the stray bullets.
"You okay?"
He winced when she hit a certain spot on the right side of his arm but he waved her off and pushed her hand away gently.
"Yeah I'm fine, come on don't let those assholes get away."
"This is 55-David we have a 10-13. Shots fired at our RMP pursuing a black four door Sedan."
"Copy that 55-David."
It was always a blur to them as the dispatch gave out the call to all officers in range to help their own fellow officers, Bosco and Faith. Flipping on the lights along with the sirens Faith took after the car that had just fired on them.
Ryan was handed the gun. Turning with gun in hand looking out the back window as his brother spoke.
"One tries and shoots at us you pop them, okay?"
"I don't think...."
"You rather go to juvie? Now shut your mouth and do what I tell ya, you hear?" His brother demanding.
Ryan's brother then looked over the top of Ryan's head, hearing the sirens screaming from behind them but thankfully, to them, none of the RMPs were in sight.
The tires protested as the Sedan took another sharp turn.
"We're safe no more of them."
Just as they said that turning into an alley and come flying out the end of it another RMP spotted them, joining the chase, 55 Charlie.
"This is 55-Charlie we have that suspect in sight."
"GO, GO! GET US THE HELL OUT OF HERE!"
Since the police car was coming towards them the driver threw it into reverse not even paying attention to the other cars coming along behind them and struck another motorist with the back of their vehicle. But that didn't stop them for they spun quickly into another direction and took off with 55-Charlie hot on their tail.
55-Charlie gained speed; positioning themselves right beside the, perp's car trying to nudge them, trying to get them to stop. They had no intention on stopping for they slammed on their brakes and when 55-Charlie sped by they pulled a police maneuver by hitting the back end of the car as it flew by making it turn into a spin.
Sully fought to get control with years of experience doing a complete 180' stopping with the squad facing the back end of the car that they had been chasing. Shaking his head, Sully began to press on the gas to continue to follow when they noticed something coming out of the window of the car.
"GET DOWN!" Sully screamed this and both officers dove using the dashboard as cover as shots began to once again ring out marking up the squad. Bullets decorated the once working conditioned RMP and now the windshield had holes that sprayed up and down and with one pure luck bullet hit the engine killing and making 55-Charlie out of the race.
"55-Charlie we have a 10-62."
"Copy that 55-Charlie."
Both officers sat in the car and as soon as they had just told dispatch the sirens could be heard again.
"Is that...." Questioned Sully.
55-David roared by, windows out but flying through town avenging the stupid act of shooting at them.
"Go get em guys." Davis said this watching the squad take a hard left.
"I think we lost them."
"All thanks to my Billy the kid brother here."
Ryan grinned at the name his brother called him. Glancing nervously back to see if he could see another RMP but there wasn't one in sight but you just never knew. Feeling more at ease he turned around and sunk into the seat.
"I'm a natural."
He didn't have long to feel at ease because the back of the car jolted when a squad had came out from nowhere screaming from the alleyway.
Faith got the position of the fleeing subject and turned off the sirens but kept on the lights so she could surprise them and that she did the sirens came back on again.
"Yeah we lost them all right."
55-David hit the gas even harder and shot up right next to them on the passenger side.
"PULL THE CAR OVER RIGHT NOW!" yelled Faith into the speaker. Bosco reached to his side and unsnapped the button on the holster putting his fingers on the gun his adrenaline nerves pumping to bring it out.
"FAITH!"
The window had come down and from where Bosco could see was the 9mm being pointed right at his partner.
His left hand reached out like a mother does when their about to crash and her child is sitting next to her, throwing his arm over her he then reached over and almost in a jump like position pulled out his gun and fired out of the squad.
It felt like an explosion had gone off in that car. Their ears rung after the gun went off. But as soon as the Bosco shot his weapon, the hand holding the gun went limp making the weapon fall to the ground not even a split second that happened the car ran a red light and hit oncoming traffic.
"This is 55-David we have a 10-53 we're going to need EMS and FDNY." Dispatched to them the call was given out to the EMS and Firefighters. After that both officers wasted no time getting out of their car with guns drawn. The other cars involved with the collision stayed in the car when they shouted to not move and EMS was on their way.
"Hands where I can see them." Bosco was on the left side aiming his gun at the driver's head making sure he didn't try anything stupid. Faith already had gotten the passenger out, handcuffed on the ground. The driver got out with hands on his head Bosco then grabbed one hand immobilizing it and then taking the other and placing it into the cuff.
"Bosco."
The one Faith had restrained was still on the ground but yelling about his brother and reading each other's mind both officers got into position. Bosco moved and pointed his gun aiming inside the car waiting for any kind of movement as Faith moved in to open the back door.
Faith's heart pumped adrenaline into her blood stream making her heart feel as though it was jumping right out of her chest. Taking one quick inhale to calm it she threw open the door ready to shoot but her gun arm dropped when she saw what lay in front of her. She looked at Bosco who now was dropping his own realizing there was no longer a threat. Looking at the body Faith could tell it was a kid but something began to nag at her so reaching down to feel for a pulse she moved the body enough to see the face of the dead body.
"Oh God." She looked at Bosco but he was already walking away with the perp putting him to the squad.
"My brother where is my brother, oh god, please." Faith looked over at the kid laying on the ground.
By then Bosco was walking back up, Faith was concentrating on the boy screaming about his sibling that she hadn't even noticed her partner until he came to a stop next to her. When he scared her out of her daze she quickly slam the door not wanting Bosco to see. She had an idea how he was going to react to this and she had a sure feeling it was going to upset him a great deal and all she wanted to do was protect him maybe get his mind on something else before he saw it.
"Bosco why don't you take him to the car." Nodding her head in the direction of the guy. Bosco studied her and she could feel his intense gaze on her, reading her in and out.
"What's your problem why are you so jumpy?"
"I'm not jumpy what are you talking about?"
He watched her. She had shut that door rather quickly and Bosco knew she was hiding something so he began to open the door by reaching for the handle.
"Boz." She tried to get him to stop hoping he just wouldn't open that door but glancing once over looking at him he had the look of 'stop me'. He opened the door.
Their in his own pool of blood was Charlie's friend, Ryan, dead, shot and killed by the very hand of Bosco.
Faith watched him as he stared what was before him. It wasn't even a mere minute before he shut the door.
"Bosco?" She asked him, asking him in his name if he was okay without even saying it.
"Faith, don't...." Faith watched as he turned around and walked away slowly in another direction.
Although it had been only a couple minutes the ambulance had arrived followed by the fire truck. Doc and Carlos jumped out with their bags slung over their shoulder Bosco walking away from the scene Faith greeted the two medics.
"You guys got here real quick."
Carlos answered Faith when she began walking them towards the accident scene.
"We were all just around the area answering a false alarm."
She then left their side and watched as the kid was placed into another RMP screaming his brother's name. She looked for Bosco but he was nowhere in sight. The place was now covering with firefighters, medics, and blue uniforms. With all the commotion Bosco's voice could be heard, then again it could be all the years she had trained herself to listen for her partner. She had heard him first before she spotted him but it wasn't hard for he was standing off to the side talking to a medic who was grabbing on the right side of his body.
"Look I'm fine go find somebody that needs saving."
"Well you just let me look at it."
"No."
The medic grabbed for him but he backed up and was about to protest even more when he felt a gaze on him. Faith was watching him from across the street, watching and waiting for his reaction.
From where Faith could stand she watched her partner reluctantly agreed to let the medic check out his wound she could of sworn it was like a light just went out in her partner that he just didn't care anymore. About to follow and see how he was somebody called her name.
"Faith."
Turning head to the name of her head she saw Davis walking up. "Hey."
"Hey back," remembering what had happened getting a quick flash of a memory of seeing 55-Charlie in their review mirror with a car that refused to work anymore "how's the car?"
"Dead."
"Sorry."
"Yeah me to...." Looking over at Bosco who was sitting in the back of the ambulance nodding his head as the medic talked to him, "How's he?" Nodding his head towards the bus.
"I don't know, he's not really talking."
"I'll catch you both later, see you Faith."
Faith for only a second watched Davis turn around and go searching for his own partner which made her knew she should go stand by hers and that's what she did.
Bosco had his vest off sitting in his tank top as the medic looked at the wound. Although Faith had seen plenty of blood on the job it still made her stomach turn when she would see her own or Bosco's. She knew that blood was suppose to be in him not spilling out.
The blood caked the tips of the medic's blue rubber gloves as he probed the wound while Bosco stared straight ahead.
When Faith walked up to him his eyes didn't even move to acknowledge her, they just kept focused on a spot as though he was ready to jump into action and get whatever his attention was on. The way Faith was leaning on the back of the ambulance she was able to turn her head enough to look without drawing attention from Bosco. It was the car he was staring at. The white sheet over the body of the boy that was now dead and even though Faith was a little ways from the scene she could see the dab of blood forming soaking up into the cloth.
"Well officer you seem to need some stitches so why don't you rest here and we'll have you at the hospital in no time."
Hearing this Faith turned to look at her partner. His focus now on the end of the gurney not even bringing them up to the medic just by his eyes that he understood.
"You might want to strap him down. He doesn't like hospital visits do ya, Bosco?"
Bosco looked at Faith. He knew what she was trying to do. At any given time he would have appreciated it but it wasn't the time for humor, for a icebreaker. His eyes came up and looked at Faith and by the way she moved to her left and right foot he could tell that she knew he didn't like it and wasn't finding it very funny. So Faith just became silent again.
The medic by then was reaching for the doors.
"You coming?" Asking Faith. She looked at Bosco again and he did also. That looked scared her to death. It was almost like he was pissed at her for letting him shoot his gun, but she knew that was ridiculous.
"You know what, I'll catch up with you at the hospital."
"All right then."
The medic reached out and grabbed both doors and shut them and Faith watched as the ambulance pulled away. She could see her partner sitting up and looking at her but then his eyes went back down. It wasn't long before it was out of sight and she was left standing there wondering what to do next.
It wasn't till later in the evening when the shift was over for the third watch and walking into the locker room tiredly, Bosco looked ready to leave but just sitting there, staring off into his locker like there was something there. Walking over she stopped, putting her hand up on it steadying herself, just trying to be causal.
"I have three days off." He spoke so suddenly. But he didn't move his eyes to even make contact with her as he said this just kept them locked in front of him.
"It's not your fault Bosco."
"I never said it was."
Faith hated when he did that. Act like it wasn't going to bug him, pretend that he wasn't effected she knew him well enough that he was going to believe it was his fault and he would allow this to eat at him until something exploding not letting him handle it anymore. That's how Bosco had always been and Faith was afraid what would be the outcome if he didn't say something or admit to really how he felt but she knew she couldn't push him.
Bosco hated when she had to push and shove and think what she thought he was feeling. I mean sure he felt it was his fault but it wasn't her business how he felt about it and he wasn't going to bust out and talk about it, he didn't feel comfortable, he wasn't ready to acknowledge what he had done. If Bosco talked about it he would have to admit to himself it was his fault that the kid was dead and it was his doing.
Silence. Eating up both of them. Trying to think of the next thing to say Faith then walked back to her own locker opening it not sure what to do.
"Wanna go and get a drink and...."
"Talk about it?" Beating her to what she was intending. Wincing inside. The way he said it made it seem that talking was the bubonic plague.
He beat her to the punch, Bosco knew she was going to pull the "and talk about it." Thing was, he didn't want to even hear it. So beating her to saying it made it feel as though he could make her feel even stupid for thinking of that thought.
"Well when you put it that way Boz,"
Bosco stood up and shut the door of his locker, not even saying bye to Faith but he did stop when she said
"If you need anything Bosco please,.....just call me." Stopping as though he was debating on saying anything else cocky or actually willing to talk to Faith but that was short lived because he soon continued walking, not once looking back.
The door swung open and Faith could hear the bustle of the Precinct from where she stood watching as her partner walked out then as the door swung shut all that was left was silence as Faith stood by herself wondering what to do.
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Bosco didn't go home right away. He ended stopping at the gas station near his apartment. He could feel the side where the bullet had gazed his arm beginning to throb, but he didn't care, pretended he like the pain so it would leave his mind.
Grabbing a pack of beer he then went up to the counter. A regular that usually saw Bosco looked at him with a small smile on his face at seeing the officer that he recognized and sometimes conversed with.
"Hello Officer Boscorelli."
If you knew Bosco he wanted you to call him his nickname, but for some reason no matter how long the man knew him he still proceeded to call him his last name.
While Bosco was reaching for his wallet and giving him what he owed the gas attended made small talk.
"How was work for you today Officer Boscorelli?"
Just being reminding Bosco of what happened made him look up at the man with a glare almost like how dare you ask me that. He got the point giving Bosco's change.
"Okay not so good, you take care though."
Bosco just stared at the man behind the counter and without a word he turned around with alcohol in hand as two women walked in blocking Bosco's path for a second as one just blabbered on not caring who heard her.
"Did you hear the news today? A cop gunned down a kid, bastard didn't even give him a chance. What is with our police? Killing our kids, they're suppose to protect us not shoot at us, I mean for crying out loud." The woman kept on carrying her conversation. As Bosco heard this he stopped for a second hearing what she had to say, the conversation only lasted a second but Bosco took it all in and then acting as though nothing was wrong that he wasn't that officer she was talking about Bosco walked out of the store.
TBC
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PART 2
Bosco let out a yelp of surprise when the shots were fired. Hearing the car peel away from the parked squad Faith then did the first thing that came to mind, see if her partner was okay. So she began to pat him down, searching for any blood, knowing the shots had come from his side of the car she was generally worried that he had caught one of the stray bullets.
"You okay?"
He winced when she hit a certain spot on the right side of his arm but he waved her off and pushed her hand away gently.
"Yeah I'm fine, come on don't let those assholes get away."
"This is 55-David we have a 10-13. Shots fired at our RMP pursuing a black four door Sedan."
"Copy that 55-David."
It was always a blur to them as the dispatch gave out the call to all officers in range to help their own fellow officers, Bosco and Faith. Flipping on the lights along with the sirens Faith took after the car that had just fired on them.
Ryan was handed the gun. Turning with gun in hand looking out the back window as his brother spoke.
"One tries and shoots at us you pop them, okay?"
"I don't think...."
"You rather go to juvie? Now shut your mouth and do what I tell ya, you hear?" His brother demanding.
Ryan's brother then looked over the top of Ryan's head, hearing the sirens screaming from behind them but thankfully, to them, none of the RMPs were in sight.
The tires protested as the Sedan took another sharp turn.
"We're safe no more of them."
Just as they said that turning into an alley and come flying out the end of it another RMP spotted them, joining the chase, 55 Charlie.
"This is 55-Charlie we have that suspect in sight."
"GO, GO! GET US THE HELL OUT OF HERE!"
Since the police car was coming towards them the driver threw it into reverse not even paying attention to the other cars coming along behind them and struck another motorist with the back of their vehicle. But that didn't stop them for they spun quickly into another direction and took off with 55-Charlie hot on their tail.
55-Charlie gained speed; positioning themselves right beside the, perp's car trying to nudge them, trying to get them to stop. They had no intention on stopping for they slammed on their brakes and when 55-Charlie sped by they pulled a police maneuver by hitting the back end of the car as it flew by making it turn into a spin.
Sully fought to get control with years of experience doing a complete 180' stopping with the squad facing the back end of the car that they had been chasing. Shaking his head, Sully began to press on the gas to continue to follow when they noticed something coming out of the window of the car.
"GET DOWN!" Sully screamed this and both officers dove using the dashboard as cover as shots began to once again ring out marking up the squad. Bullets decorated the once working conditioned RMP and now the windshield had holes that sprayed up and down and with one pure luck bullet hit the engine killing and making 55-Charlie out of the race.
"55-Charlie we have a 10-62."
"Copy that 55-Charlie."
Both officers sat in the car and as soon as they had just told dispatch the sirens could be heard again.
"Is that...." Questioned Sully.
55-David roared by, windows out but flying through town avenging the stupid act of shooting at them.
"Go get em guys." Davis said this watching the squad take a hard left.
"I think we lost them."
"All thanks to my Billy the kid brother here."
Ryan grinned at the name his brother called him. Glancing nervously back to see if he could see another RMP but there wasn't one in sight but you just never knew. Feeling more at ease he turned around and sunk into the seat.
"I'm a natural."
He didn't have long to feel at ease because the back of the car jolted when a squad had came out from nowhere screaming from the alleyway.
Faith got the position of the fleeing subject and turned off the sirens but kept on the lights so she could surprise them and that she did the sirens came back on again.
"Yeah we lost them all right."
55-David hit the gas even harder and shot up right next to them on the passenger side.
"PULL THE CAR OVER RIGHT NOW!" yelled Faith into the speaker. Bosco reached to his side and unsnapped the button on the holster putting his fingers on the gun his adrenaline nerves pumping to bring it out.
"FAITH!"
The window had come down and from where Bosco could see was the 9mm being pointed right at his partner.
His left hand reached out like a mother does when their about to crash and her child is sitting next to her, throwing his arm over her he then reached over and almost in a jump like position pulled out his gun and fired out of the squad.
It felt like an explosion had gone off in that car. Their ears rung after the gun went off. But as soon as the Bosco shot his weapon, the hand holding the gun went limp making the weapon fall to the ground not even a split second that happened the car ran a red light and hit oncoming traffic.
"This is 55-David we have a 10-53 we're going to need EMS and FDNY." Dispatched to them the call was given out to the EMS and Firefighters. After that both officers wasted no time getting out of their car with guns drawn. The other cars involved with the collision stayed in the car when they shouted to not move and EMS was on their way.
"Hands where I can see them." Bosco was on the left side aiming his gun at the driver's head making sure he didn't try anything stupid. Faith already had gotten the passenger out, handcuffed on the ground. The driver got out with hands on his head Bosco then grabbed one hand immobilizing it and then taking the other and placing it into the cuff.
"Bosco."
The one Faith had restrained was still on the ground but yelling about his brother and reading each other's mind both officers got into position. Bosco moved and pointed his gun aiming inside the car waiting for any kind of movement as Faith moved in to open the back door.
Faith's heart pumped adrenaline into her blood stream making her heart feel as though it was jumping right out of her chest. Taking one quick inhale to calm it she threw open the door ready to shoot but her gun arm dropped when she saw what lay in front of her. She looked at Bosco who now was dropping his own realizing there was no longer a threat. Looking at the body Faith could tell it was a kid but something began to nag at her so reaching down to feel for a pulse she moved the body enough to see the face of the dead body.
"Oh God." She looked at Bosco but he was already walking away with the perp putting him to the squad.
"My brother where is my brother, oh god, please." Faith looked over at the kid laying on the ground.
By then Bosco was walking back up, Faith was concentrating on the boy screaming about his sibling that she hadn't even noticed her partner until he came to a stop next to her. When he scared her out of her daze she quickly slam the door not wanting Bosco to see. She had an idea how he was going to react to this and she had a sure feeling it was going to upset him a great deal and all she wanted to do was protect him maybe get his mind on something else before he saw it.
"Bosco why don't you take him to the car." Nodding her head in the direction of the guy. Bosco studied her and she could feel his intense gaze on her, reading her in and out.
"What's your problem why are you so jumpy?"
"I'm not jumpy what are you talking about?"
He watched her. She had shut that door rather quickly and Bosco knew she was hiding something so he began to open the door by reaching for the handle.
"Boz." She tried to get him to stop hoping he just wouldn't open that door but glancing once over looking at him he had the look of 'stop me'. He opened the door.
Their in his own pool of blood was Charlie's friend, Ryan, dead, shot and killed by the very hand of Bosco.
Faith watched him as he stared what was before him. It wasn't even a mere minute before he shut the door.
"Bosco?" She asked him, asking him in his name if he was okay without even saying it.
"Faith, don't...." Faith watched as he turned around and walked away slowly in another direction.
Although it had been only a couple minutes the ambulance had arrived followed by the fire truck. Doc and Carlos jumped out with their bags slung over their shoulder Bosco walking away from the scene Faith greeted the two medics.
"You guys got here real quick."
Carlos answered Faith when she began walking them towards the accident scene.
"We were all just around the area answering a false alarm."
She then left their side and watched as the kid was placed into another RMP screaming his brother's name. She looked for Bosco but he was nowhere in sight. The place was now covering with firefighters, medics, and blue uniforms. With all the commotion Bosco's voice could be heard, then again it could be all the years she had trained herself to listen for her partner. She had heard him first before she spotted him but it wasn't hard for he was standing off to the side talking to a medic who was grabbing on the right side of his body.
"Look I'm fine go find somebody that needs saving."
"Well you just let me look at it."
"No."
The medic grabbed for him but he backed up and was about to protest even more when he felt a gaze on him. Faith was watching him from across the street, watching and waiting for his reaction.
From where Faith could stand she watched her partner reluctantly agreed to let the medic check out his wound she could of sworn it was like a light just went out in her partner that he just didn't care anymore. About to follow and see how he was somebody called her name.
"Faith."
Turning head to the name of her head she saw Davis walking up. "Hey."
"Hey back," remembering what had happened getting a quick flash of a memory of seeing 55-Charlie in their review mirror with a car that refused to work anymore "how's the car?"
"Dead."
"Sorry."
"Yeah me to...." Looking over at Bosco who was sitting in the back of the ambulance nodding his head as the medic talked to him, "How's he?" Nodding his head towards the bus.
"I don't know, he's not really talking."
"I'll catch you both later, see you Faith."
Faith for only a second watched Davis turn around and go searching for his own partner which made her knew she should go stand by hers and that's what she did.
Bosco had his vest off sitting in his tank top as the medic looked at the wound. Although Faith had seen plenty of blood on the job it still made her stomach turn when she would see her own or Bosco's. She knew that blood was suppose to be in him not spilling out.
The blood caked the tips of the medic's blue rubber gloves as he probed the wound while Bosco stared straight ahead.
When Faith walked up to him his eyes didn't even move to acknowledge her, they just kept focused on a spot as though he was ready to jump into action and get whatever his attention was on. The way Faith was leaning on the back of the ambulance she was able to turn her head enough to look without drawing attention from Bosco. It was the car he was staring at. The white sheet over the body of the boy that was now dead and even though Faith was a little ways from the scene she could see the dab of blood forming soaking up into the cloth.
"Well officer you seem to need some stitches so why don't you rest here and we'll have you at the hospital in no time."
Hearing this Faith turned to look at her partner. His focus now on the end of the gurney not even bringing them up to the medic just by his eyes that he understood.
"You might want to strap him down. He doesn't like hospital visits do ya, Bosco?"
Bosco looked at Faith. He knew what she was trying to do. At any given time he would have appreciated it but it wasn't the time for humor, for a icebreaker. His eyes came up and looked at Faith and by the way she moved to her left and right foot he could tell that she knew he didn't like it and wasn't finding it very funny. So Faith just became silent again.
The medic by then was reaching for the doors.
"You coming?" Asking Faith. She looked at Bosco again and he did also. That looked scared her to death. It was almost like he was pissed at her for letting him shoot his gun, but she knew that was ridiculous.
"You know what, I'll catch up with you at the hospital."
"All right then."
The medic reached out and grabbed both doors and shut them and Faith watched as the ambulance pulled away. She could see her partner sitting up and looking at her but then his eyes went back down. It wasn't long before it was out of sight and she was left standing there wondering what to do next.
It wasn't till later in the evening when the shift was over for the third watch and walking into the locker room tiredly, Bosco looked ready to leave but just sitting there, staring off into his locker like there was something there. Walking over she stopped, putting her hand up on it steadying herself, just trying to be causal.
"I have three days off." He spoke so suddenly. But he didn't move his eyes to even make contact with her as he said this just kept them locked in front of him.
"It's not your fault Bosco."
"I never said it was."
Faith hated when he did that. Act like it wasn't going to bug him, pretend that he wasn't effected she knew him well enough that he was going to believe it was his fault and he would allow this to eat at him until something exploding not letting him handle it anymore. That's how Bosco had always been and Faith was afraid what would be the outcome if he didn't say something or admit to really how he felt but she knew she couldn't push him.
Bosco hated when she had to push and shove and think what she thought he was feeling. I mean sure he felt it was his fault but it wasn't her business how he felt about it and he wasn't going to bust out and talk about it, he didn't feel comfortable, he wasn't ready to acknowledge what he had done. If Bosco talked about it he would have to admit to himself it was his fault that the kid was dead and it was his doing.
Silence. Eating up both of them. Trying to think of the next thing to say Faith then walked back to her own locker opening it not sure what to do.
"Wanna go and get a drink and...."
"Talk about it?" Beating her to what she was intending. Wincing inside. The way he said it made it seem that talking was the bubonic plague.
He beat her to the punch, Bosco knew she was going to pull the "and talk about it." Thing was, he didn't want to even hear it. So beating her to saying it made it feel as though he could make her feel even stupid for thinking of that thought.
"Well when you put it that way Boz,"
Bosco stood up and shut the door of his locker, not even saying bye to Faith but he did stop when she said
"If you need anything Bosco please,.....just call me." Stopping as though he was debating on saying anything else cocky or actually willing to talk to Faith but that was short lived because he soon continued walking, not once looking back.
The door swung open and Faith could hear the bustle of the Precinct from where she stood watching as her partner walked out then as the door swung shut all that was left was silence as Faith stood by herself wondering what to do.
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Bosco didn't go home right away. He ended stopping at the gas station near his apartment. He could feel the side where the bullet had gazed his arm beginning to throb, but he didn't care, pretended he like the pain so it would leave his mind.
Grabbing a pack of beer he then went up to the counter. A regular that usually saw Bosco looked at him with a small smile on his face at seeing the officer that he recognized and sometimes conversed with.
"Hello Officer Boscorelli."
If you knew Bosco he wanted you to call him his nickname, but for some reason no matter how long the man knew him he still proceeded to call him his last name.
While Bosco was reaching for his wallet and giving him what he owed the gas attended made small talk.
"How was work for you today Officer Boscorelli?"
Just being reminding Bosco of what happened made him look up at the man with a glare almost like how dare you ask me that. He got the point giving Bosco's change.
"Okay not so good, you take care though."
Bosco just stared at the man behind the counter and without a word he turned around with alcohol in hand as two women walked in blocking Bosco's path for a second as one just blabbered on not caring who heard her.
"Did you hear the news today? A cop gunned down a kid, bastard didn't even give him a chance. What is with our police? Killing our kids, they're suppose to protect us not shoot at us, I mean for crying out loud." The woman kept on carrying her conversation. As Bosco heard this he stopped for a second hearing what she had to say, the conversation only lasted a second but Bosco took it all in and then acting as though nothing was wrong that he wasn't that officer she was talking about Bosco walked out of the store.
TBC