Note: Fanfiction.net lost this chapter so I am mixing it with the next chapter. I tried really hard to make this chapter good the second time around. It'll do. I hate rewriting things lol. Sorry again for the delay

November 9th, 2002

Lizzie Duyer stepped out of the car with Faith and Bosco. The coldness bit at Faith's Arms. Bosco hugged her gently as they walked up the stairs. The outside of the house was really cute. It was white with green shuttered.

"All right." Lizzie said as they walked in, "This house was just completely redone. To your left you can see the kitchen. All the appliances are brand new." Faith looked in the kitchen and smiled. It wasn't too large, but it wasn't too small. It was just right.

"I like it." She said.

"Me too." Bosco grinned.

"Great. To your right is the living area." Lizzie led them in to the extremely large room. "There's a working fireplace right there, a bay window where you can see the river, and over there, there is room to put a kitchen table an a few chairs. Maybe for a breakfast nook."

"A breakfast nook. Goody. It's been my dream to have one of those." Bosco chuckled. Faith rolled her eyes and nudged him.

"Right." Lizzie rubbed her neck. "Down that hallway is the bathroom, laundry room, and the door to the newly fenced in porch. They just redid the garden last spring so it should come up beautifully in the upcoming spring."

"Great." Faith grinned. Lizzie smiled nervously.

"Why don't I show you the upstairs. There's four newly done rooms." She said walking up the stairs. "Do you have children?"

"Yes two." Bosco said.

"Good. This neighbor hood is very safe. Barely any crime." Lizzie said. Faith nodded.

"Yes. My husband and I are police officers so we knew which neighborhoods were nice to raise a family."

"Oh…Okay." Lizzie said nervous that she wasn't going to make this sale, "The first room on your right is the master room. Have a look." Bosco opened the door and they stepped in. Bosco looked around. The room was so spacious and there was even a skylight. Bosco loved skylights.

"It's so beautiful." Faith grinned.

"Now the next two rooms are exactly a like." Lizzie said leading them to the room. Perfect for the kids. "The next room is a new addition. Its perfect for a new baby."

"Or a dog." Faith giggled as she walked in. It was also spacious and there was a balcony.

"Yeah." Bosco mumbled "Perfect for a dog."

"What do you think of the house?" Lizzie asked.

"Could my husband and I have a moment to talk?" Faith asked. Lizzie nodded and left the room, "What do you think?"

"I think I love this house more than you." Bosco snickered.

"Me too." She laughed looking around the room. "This would be perfect for a…dog."

"Yeah it would." Bosco said. "So, tell me…."

"I want this house." She said. Bosco nodded.

"As do I." He chuckled, "You think the kids will like it?"

"They get their own room. They are going to love it." Faith chuckled.

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Charlie kicked his fire engine into the house. Emily grinned as she looked around.

"You're right." She said, "This house is really cool."

"Told you." Faith chuckled putting a box down on the floor. "Tale your suitcases up to your rooms and start unpacking them. Tomorrow we'll bring the big boxes."

"Okay." They said running up the stairs. Charlie stopped at the top of the stairs and looked down at Bosco. "Bosco, can I ask you a question?"

"Anything, Buddy." He said.

"Can I call you daddy?" He asked. Bosco was taken off guard,

"I, um, you already have father." He said.

"I know, but my friend has three men he calls daddy. His step-dad he calls daddy. His real daddy and his daddy's boyfriend he calls daddy." Charlie said, "I want to call you daddy." Bosco ran his hand over his hair and looked at Faith. She was grinning, but nodded him on. He looked back at Charlie and nodded.

"If that what you want you can call me dad." He said.

"Great!" Charlie smiled. "I will!" He bolted back upstairs to his room. Bosco exhaled. Charlie wanted to call him Dad. That was a huge step.

November 23rd, 2002

Faith rubbed her temples with frustration. Bosco just wouldn't shut up about the taste of Burger King Ketchup versus McDonald's Ketchup. He had been going on about it for twenty minutes.

"But then the redness of the McDonald's ketchup throw me for a loop." Bosco said. Faith glared at him.

"It's the same fucking ketchup, Bosc. It's Heinz. Same fucking thing, you understand?" Faith snapped.

"Jeez, yeah." Bosco muttered.

"Good." Faith muttered pulling the car to a stop. Bosco quickly unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Emily and Charlie want bikes for Christmas." He said getting out.

"I know, Bosco." She said, "They've been telling me that for the past three years and every time they haven't gotten one."

"Why?" He asked.

"It's not like we had room to put them in the apartment." Faith said.

"Now we do." He smiled. Faith looked at him with a nod.

"Yeah. Now we have room." She said. Bosco smiled.

"When do you want to go Christmas shopping?" He asked, "Do they still believe in Santa?" Faith laughed walking to the locker room.

"Emily hasn't for a long time. I think, This is Charlie's last year for believing. Had a nine-year run with him. That's a record." Bosco nodded.

"I never got the Santa thing growing up. Hell, I never even got a Christmas really." He said. Faith looked at the sadness in his eyes.

"This Christmas will be the best for you." She smiled gently, "I promise I will make it good for you as long as you don't bug the fuck out of me."

"That's like asking you to stop looking sexy. It just can't happen." He said. Faith laughed smacking his chest,

"You're trying hard to get some tonight, but you wont succeed." Faith winked tearing off her sweaty T-shirt. Bosco shielded her with his body. She laughed loudly. "I have nothing these guys haven't seen before."

"I know, but you're my wife now." He pointed out, "Only you and I are allowed to see your candy melons."

"My candy melons?" She snickered getting her shirt from her locker. "Don't tell me you named them too." Bosco grinned rubbing his chin.

"Trixie and Dixie." He said. Faith looked at him with her jaw hitting the floor.

"You are a pig." She laughed.

"But a pig that you love." He wagged his finger at her.

"Sometimes I wonder." Faith smiled shutting her locker, "Let's get home before the kids."

* * *

"Daddy, where's my fire engine?" Charlie yelled down the stairs.

"Try your bedroom." Bosco said as he washed the kitchen table. Charlie stomped down the stairs and walked into the kitchen.

"I looked." He said.

"Then I can't help you Buddy. I haven't seen it." He said going to the sink.

"You know what I wanna be when I grow up?" Charlie asked.

"Cowboy. I wanted to be a cowboy growing up." Bosco said filling a pot with water, "I wanted one of those lassos so I could lasso the bad guys." He looked at Charlie, "No. What do you want to be?"

"A fireman." He said, "There's a station across from your work and the firemen are nice. I think it would be really cool to battle those fires."

"It's a very dangerous job." Bosco warned bringing the water to a boil.

"I know, but so is yours and mommy's job and you do it." He said as Emily walked into the kitchen. "What do you want to be when you grow up, Em?"

"I want to be away from you." She said sitting down at the kitchen table. Bosco chuckled softly.

"Wash your hands before dinner. Where's your mother?"

"In the spare room staring at the wall." Emily said getting up.

"Okay." Bosco walked up the steps and into the spare room. Faith was standing in the middle of the room, staring at the wall, "Faith?"

"This is a nice room." She said softly. Bosc nodded. "I should go see my oncologist." Bosco's heart jumped into his throat. Even though she had that surgery a long time ago, it still scared him that she could have a relapse. He knew she could.

"Wh-What? Why?" he asked. She turned and looked at him.

"To make sure if I can have a baby. I know I probably can, but I just want to see what he says." She said. Bosco stared at her in disbelief.

"I thought you said you didn't want one." He said, rubbing his neck.

"I know, but our marriage is going well, I have full custody of the kids, and we have a wonderful house…" She said. "It just got me thinking some more." Panic started to rise in Bosco's chest. A baby, She was thinking about having a baby. A baby with him.

"I um, I made dinner." He mumbled. Faith smiled softly.

"I'm not saying I'm having a baby this week, this month, or even this year, Bosc." She chuckled, "If I'm going to do this, I need to make sure my body is up to it." Bosco nodded.

` "That's best." He said. "I, ah, come on and let's eat." Faith smiled taking his hand.

"Food sounds really good." She said as they walked down to the dining area. Emily and Charlie were sitting nicely at the table. Faith chuckled as she sat down next to them.

"Can I go to Caitlin's house after dinner?" Emily asked as Bosco dished up the food for them.

"We'll see." She said, "Is all of your homework done?"

"It was done ages ago." Emily said.

"Good." Faith said, "Listen, I want to ask you question."

"About what?" Charlie asked as he started to dig into the food.

"Well, I was wondering if you would like a little brother or sister." She said. Bosco looked at Faith nervously.

"Are you pregnant?" Emily asked. Faith shook her head.

"No, but I was thinking that I might start trying." She said, "How would you feel about that?"

"As long as it's a girl, I don't care/" Emily said. Faith chuckled softly.

"A baby would be cool." Charlie said, "I wouldn't be the littlest anymore." Faith smiled looking at Bosco."

"It would be cool." He said softly taking her hand. "It would be really cool." And scary.

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