August 27th, 2002
Things were tense after Charlie got released from the hospital. There was no denying it. Faith didn't blame Bosco for the accident, but Fred sure as hell did. He threatened to not even let the kids come by for their scheduled visits, but Faith managed to talk him out of that idea.
Bosco felt like a complete asshole. Sometimes he blamed himself for it, something he blamed the driver. The driver, lets not even start how pissed off Bosco was and still is at him. Something good did come from this whole fiasco, Bosco discovered his feelings. He found out how much he loved these kids and how much he enjoyed being their stepfather. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but fatherhood wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.
Bosco walked sluggishly into the precinct. They had already have had a long day. He just wanted to go home and soak in the tub…a manly bath of course. Nothing fruity like Faith takes. Bosco shook his head.
"Officer Boscorelli?" Bosco looked up to see a young man…someone he arrested last year.
"Dante Parker…What can I do you for?" Bosco asked walking up the stairs, "Need a child to peddle drugs to?"
"I didn't mean to do it." Dante said.
"Of course you didn't." Bosco said, "Drug dealers never mean to get ten year olds hooked."
"N-Not that." Dante said. Bosco turned and looked at him with a sigh.
"What did you do now?" He crossed his arms.
"He…He just came out of no where. I was changing the radio station and he just came out of no where." Dante stuttered, "I was going to stop, but...but I saw you…I panicked and left. I didn't mean to hit him." Bosco stared at Dante for a long time as it registered into his head.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" Bosco cried as he lunged himself at Dante. He hit the ground with a large thud as Bosco's fist connected with his face several times, "HE ALMOST DIED YOU COCK SUCKER!!!!!!"
"I'm sorry!!!!" Dante cried holding up his hands defensively. Faith came from the locker rooms on time to see her husband pummel this man. She bolted down the hallway.
"BOSCO!" She snapped, "Stop it!!"
"No!" Bosco spat. He looked up at Faith; "He's the guy who hit Charlie." Faith looked down t Dante's bleeding face.
"Mother….fucker…" Faith was about to lunge at him until Sully grabbed her. "LET ME GO!!!" She cried. Ty grabbed Bosco off of Dante, "YOU ASSHOLE!!!! You hurt my baby!!!!"
"Get a hold of yourself, Faith." Sully said as Ty tried to restrain Bosco.
"I'm sorry, man." Dante sat up.
"YOURE SORRY!?" Faith screeched, "We'll see how sorry you are when I get you. LET GO SULLY!!!!!!!"
"Don't Faith. You're in uniform." Sully warned.
"What are you doing man??" Bosco looked down as Ty slapped a pair of handcuffs on him and cuffed him to the banister.
"Letting you cool off." Ty said.
"Let him fucking kill the guy, Davis." Faith spat. Her blood was boiling. This man had almost killed her baby. She was ready for blood until she felt Sully put some handcuffs on her. "NO don't!! Please Sully. He needs to pay for what he did!!"
"And he will in jail." Sully said as Ty led Dante down the hallway to the holding area. Bosco collapsed in the chair in defeat.
"This is bullshit." He muttered. Faith looked at him.
"That bastard is going to pay." She said sitting down next to him, "I think you broke his nose"
"Good." Bosco glanced down at his handcuffed hands. "Is that my blood or his?"
"His I think." Faith muttered. "AT least he's here. At least he turned himself into us and we don't have to wonder."
"I guess." He mumbled. Faith slumped in the chair.
"They can't keep us here all night can they?" Faith groaned.
"I assaulted someone. They can keep me here." Bosco sighed, "They have nothing on you really...unless you lunge at the guy again."
"If I don't see him, I wont." She said gritting her teeth. "I swear to god though, if we weren't here-"
"Don't say it, Faith." Bosco said. He knew exactly what she was thinking and frankly he would do the same thing. Faith growled in frustration.
"He hurt my baby." She whispered finally letting herself calm down. She closed her eyes. Bosco sighed looking at Faith. He reached over with his uncuffed hand and took his wife's cuffed one.
"Sully is right. He will pay for what he did in jail." He said softly. Faith nodded.
"I know that...It's just....I don't know." Faith sighed softly. "I need to soak in a nice long bath." Bosco couldn't help but to smile. "What?"
"Nothing." He said, "I was thinking about a bath too. With you of course." Faith smiled softly.
"As soon as we get uncuffed we'll go home." Faith said looking at the police officers walk by. Faith was still upset, but she would calm down. She couldnt help to love Bosco even more for beating that man. He did love her kids and that was all that mattered.
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Things were tense after Charlie got released from the hospital. There was no denying it. Faith didn't blame Bosco for the accident, but Fred sure as hell did. He threatened to not even let the kids come by for their scheduled visits, but Faith managed to talk him out of that idea.
Bosco felt like a complete asshole. Sometimes he blamed himself for it, something he blamed the driver. The driver, lets not even start how pissed off Bosco was and still is at him. Something good did come from this whole fiasco, Bosco discovered his feelings. He found out how much he loved these kids and how much he enjoyed being their stepfather. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but fatherhood wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.
Bosco walked sluggishly into the precinct. They had already have had a long day. He just wanted to go home and soak in the tub…a manly bath of course. Nothing fruity like Faith takes. Bosco shook his head.
"Officer Boscorelli?" Bosco looked up to see a young man…someone he arrested last year.
"Dante Parker…What can I do you for?" Bosco asked walking up the stairs, "Need a child to peddle drugs to?"
"I didn't mean to do it." Dante said.
"Of course you didn't." Bosco said, "Drug dealers never mean to get ten year olds hooked."
"N-Not that." Dante said. Bosco turned and looked at him with a sigh.
"What did you do now?" He crossed his arms.
"He…He just came out of no where. I was changing the radio station and he just came out of no where." Dante stuttered, "I was going to stop, but...but I saw you…I panicked and left. I didn't mean to hit him." Bosco stared at Dante for a long time as it registered into his head.
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!!" Bosco cried as he lunged himself at Dante. He hit the ground with a large thud as Bosco's fist connected with his face several times, "HE ALMOST DIED YOU COCK SUCKER!!!!!!"
"I'm sorry!!!!" Dante cried holding up his hands defensively. Faith came from the locker rooms on time to see her husband pummel this man. She bolted down the hallway.
"BOSCO!" She snapped, "Stop it!!"
"No!" Bosco spat. He looked up at Faith; "He's the guy who hit Charlie." Faith looked down t Dante's bleeding face.
"Mother….fucker…" Faith was about to lunge at him until Sully grabbed her. "LET ME GO!!!" She cried. Ty grabbed Bosco off of Dante, "YOU ASSHOLE!!!! You hurt my baby!!!!"
"Get a hold of yourself, Faith." Sully said as Ty tried to restrain Bosco.
"I'm sorry, man." Dante sat up.
"YOURE SORRY!?" Faith screeched, "We'll see how sorry you are when I get you. LET GO SULLY!!!!!!!"
"Don't Faith. You're in uniform." Sully warned.
"What are you doing man??" Bosco looked down as Ty slapped a pair of handcuffs on him and cuffed him to the banister.
"Letting you cool off." Ty said.
"Let him fucking kill the guy, Davis." Faith spat. Her blood was boiling. This man had almost killed her baby. She was ready for blood until she felt Sully put some handcuffs on her. "NO don't!! Please Sully. He needs to pay for what he did!!"
"And he will in jail." Sully said as Ty led Dante down the hallway to the holding area. Bosco collapsed in the chair in defeat.
"This is bullshit." He muttered. Faith looked at him.
"That bastard is going to pay." She said sitting down next to him, "I think you broke his nose"
"Good." Bosco glanced down at his handcuffed hands. "Is that my blood or his?"
"His I think." Faith muttered. "AT least he's here. At least he turned himself into us and we don't have to wonder."
"I guess." He mumbled. Faith slumped in the chair.
"They can't keep us here all night can they?" Faith groaned.
"I assaulted someone. They can keep me here." Bosco sighed, "They have nothing on you really...unless you lunge at the guy again."
"If I don't see him, I wont." She said gritting her teeth. "I swear to god though, if we weren't here-"
"Don't say it, Faith." Bosco said. He knew exactly what she was thinking and frankly he would do the same thing. Faith growled in frustration.
"He hurt my baby." She whispered finally letting herself calm down. She closed her eyes. Bosco sighed looking at Faith. He reached over with his uncuffed hand and took his wife's cuffed one.
"Sully is right. He will pay for what he did in jail." He said softly. Faith nodded.
"I know that...It's just....I don't know." Faith sighed softly. "I need to soak in a nice long bath." Bosco couldn't help but to smile. "What?"
"Nothing." He said, "I was thinking about a bath too. With you of course." Faith smiled softly.
"As soon as we get uncuffed we'll go home." Faith said looking at the police officers walk by. Faith was still upset, but she would calm down. She couldnt help to love Bosco even more for beating that man. He did love her kids and that was all that mattered.
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