August 13th, 2002

Bosco peeled himself off of the couch as someone knocked at the door.

"BOSCO OPEN UP!!!" Emily yelled, "I NEED TO PEE!!!!!!!!!!"

"Lovely." Bosco mumbled opening up the door. EMily and Charloe raced in. Bosco stood there looking at Fred.

"Where's faith?" He asked.

"At her mothers." Bosco said. Fred narrowed his eyes slightly. "I can handle the kids. Ive been alone with them before."

"Whatever." Fred shook his head walking off. Bosco shut the door as Emily and Charlie walked up to him.

"I have a girlscout meeting in three hours." Emily said.

"OKay. Your mom should be hom ebefore then."

"Mom usualy takes us out for dinner before then." EMily said.

"I'm hungry, Bosco." Charlie whined. Bosco sighed slightly. He couldnt wait for school to start.

"OKay, lets go get dinner." He scrawled a note for Faith telling her he was taking the kids out and Emily to her meeting. The kids cheered and bolted out the door.

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Emily shoved a fry into her mouth looking at Bosco.

"Thank you for the MCDonals." She said, "Youre a cool Step dad." Bosco smiled softly.

"Thanks, Em." He said glancing at the clock. "We shoudl get going."

"Youre going to be late, fart head." Charlie snickered.

"I'm a fart head!" Emily snapped, "Brat!"

"I AM NOT!" He whined. Bosco groaned.

"Youre not a fart head and youre not a brat." He said getting up. "Let's go." Emily stuck her tongue out as they walked out of McDonalds. The kids skipped ahead of Bosco as he dropped his change.

"Shit." He mumbled picking it up and stuff it into his pocket. The sound of tires screaching startled him.

"CHARLIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Emily screamed. The blood froze in Boscos veins as he slowly looked up. Charlie laid on the ground in front of Emily. The car that hit him sped off.

"Oh god." Bosco bolted up and ran to Charlie. "Charlie, can you hear me??" Bosco felt for his post. Emily stood by him sobbing. "Shit...Emily, go into the McDonald's and call 9-1-1." She nodded and ran in. He looked downa t the unconscience boy. ~Oh god...~ His heart pounded. "Charlie, listen to me. You'll be okay." Within ten minutes, Carlos and Doc pulled the bus up to them.

"What happened?" Doc asked.

"He....A car..." Bosco ran his hand through his hair, "HIt and run. He didnt even fucking stop to see what he hit."

"OKay." Doc said putting a neck brace on Charlie, "Where's Faith?"

"Out." Bosco mumbled as Charlie was loaded into the back of the bus. Everything seemed to be in slow motion as Bosco sat down. EMily got onto his lap crying into his neck. He hugged her tightly as he was Charlie being worked upon. Doc was talking but Bosco couldnt hear anything. The doors opened up and Doc and Carlos pulled Charlie out. Still holding Emily tightly, Bosco got out.

He followed behind them until they got to the trauma room. He stood outside the door watching them. Emily held Bosco tighter still crying. The doctors glanced back to him with a sad look on their faces. One walked out.

"Officer Bosco, we need your signature. Charles needs to go up to surgery."

"Wh-Why?" Bosco croaked out.

"He has some internal bleeding in his belly." He said, "It needs to be repaired immediatly."

"I'm...His stepfather." Bosco whispered. The doctor nodded.

"Thats fine. We need to get him up there now. Its an emergancy." Bosco nodded signing his name to the form. The doctor rushed into the trauma room.

"Let's call grandma." Bosco mumbled.

* * *

Faith raced down the hallway in the hospital. Her blond hair falling from the bun. Her chest was constricted with fear. ~My baby...~ She had been in this hospital many times, but this had tobe one of the worse reasons why she was here.

"Faith." She turned around to she Bosco standing in the waiting area. Faith ran to him.

"Where is he??" She threw her arms around her husband.

"He's still in the operating room." He said.

"OH god." She whispered.

"Mommy, you made it." Emily got up from the chair and slipped her arms around her mothers waist.

"I'm here, baby." She whispered, hugging her daughter. Faith looked at Bosco. "Tell me what happened."She said, "Tell me exactly what happened." Bosco looked at her with hurt eyes.

"I...I was only away from them for a second." He said.

"Thats all it takes!" Faith snapped with tears in her eyes, "Thats all it fucking takes Bosco! What kind of father are you?? He's eight years old!! If something happens to him, Bosco, so help me god." Emily started to cry again. Faith sat down with her daughter, "It's okay, Baby."

"I'm so sorry." Bosco whispered. Faith looked at him with hurt eyes.

"If my baby..."

"He'll be fine." Bosco said havign shivers run through his body. Faith closed her eyes tightly holding her eldest child. Dr. Hannigan walked into the room.

"Mr and Mrs Boscorelli?" Faith bolted up.

"How is he? How's my son?"

"There were some complications. A lot more bleeding than we expected, but we managed to stop it all." Dr Hannigan said. "He's in recovery right now. He'll be a little groggy, but he should be fine."

"How long does he need to be here?" Bosco asked.

"A few days." He said, "We want to monitor for infection."

"May I go see him?" Faith asked. Dr. Hannigan nodded.

"Follow me."

* * *

Faith swept back Charlies dark hair as she watched his eyelids flicker open.

"Hey baby." She whispered kissing his forehead.

"Momma...." He mumbled.

"Everything is okay." Faith smiled softly, "Emily is out int he waiting room."

"Bosco?" Faith frowned slgihtly.

"He's out there too." She said.

"I should have waited." Charlie whimpered, "You told me never to cross the street alone."

"its not your fault baby." Faith whispered.

"Is Bosco in trouble?" Charlie asked worried, "Is daddy gonna be mad at him?"

"NO. Bosco isnt in trouble. Try to get some sleep Pumpkin. I will be right here by your side." Faith said softly. Charlie nodded slowly. Faith took her sons bruised hand as he drifted off to sleep. Her heart was still racing. She had come too close from loosing another baby. She sighed softly and watched her son sleep.

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