January 28th, 2005
Faith fixed her blue blouse with a mile. She and Bosco were finally going out alone without the kids. They needed this. Sully was babysitting. Little did he know what he was getting into. She walked downstairs.
"Did you eat, Sull?" She asked. Sully nodded.
"I'm eating some of your pizza." She laughed slightly.
"Right. You have the number of the restaurant right?"
"Twice." Sully said, "Bosco is in the car waiting."
"I know. Okay, don't make any popcorn. That's the only thing that sets Emily off right now and I don't think you want that. Charlie has a short story to write. It should be done by now, but just check it. Vinny shouldn't give you any trouble. He goes to bed in two hours."
"Got it." Sully chuckled, "Go." He pushed Faith to the door.
"Okay. Oh. Justin is going to come by later. Make sure he leaves the house by eleven and that they don't stay in Emily's room alone. Make them keep the door open."
"Go." Sully said. Faith nodded and stepped outside. "Bye Faith."
"Bye." Faith rushed to the car. "Okay, let's go."
"Sullivan will take care of them." Bosco said, "I just want to have a lovely evening with my gorgeous wife." Faith chuckled.
"You're married to someone else?" She asked.
"Yup. I see her on the weekends. We have five kids, Kayla, Baylor, Maya, Bryan, and Yvette." Bosco winked.
"I need to meet her." Faith chuckled.
* * *
Sully picked all of the plates up. He looked at Justin and Emily.
"You sure you don't want any more?" He asked. The teenager shook his head.
"No, Sir. I'm fine." He said. Sully nodded and picked Vincent up.
"Okay, I need to put your brother to bed." He said, "Charlie, you done with your homework?"
"Yes. I'm gonna go take a shower." Charlie said as he got up. Sully nodded as he walked upstairs.
"You ready to go bedy bye?" Sully asked Vincent.
"Mommy." Vincent whimpered. Sully put him in his crib.
"She and Daddy are out, kiddo." He said, "You'll see them in the morning." Sully gave Vincent his bottle and pulled the blanket up around him, "Go to sleep. I'll check on you later." Sully walked downstairs and found Justin and Emily making out at the kitchen table. "Excuse me..." They pulled away.
"Sorry, Sull." Emily said.
"Really sorry, Sir." Justin said.
"It's okay. I won't tell your parents." Sully chuckled. Emily smiled.
"Thanks, Sull." She said standing up; "We're going upstairs."
"Keep your door open." Sully said.
"We will, Sir." Justin said going with Emily. Maybe babysitting wouldn't be hard.
* * *
Faith sat at the bar, nursing her third beer. Bosco hoped up on the barstool next to her.
"Beats a fancy meal at some French restaurant doesn't it?" She asked. Faith chuckled.
"Oh yes." She said, "Let's finish this game of pool." Faith went over to the pool table and grabbed the cue, "Right hand pocket." Faith aimed and shot. Three balls went in.
"Nice shot." Bosco chuckled as he walked up behind his wife. "Nice ass." Faith giggled softly backing into Bosco's groin.
"Nice…well, you know." She said turning around to face him.
"We need to do this more often." He said kissing her neck.
"We will if Sully hadn't killed our kids by the time we get home."
"He won't." Kissing her neck again, Bosco pitched her rear end.
"Oh lord." Faith groaned as she pulled away. "Everyone is looking at us."
"Why shouldn't they? I have a hot wife." Bosco said grabbing his drink, "Isn't my wife hot?" he asked crying out. A few men joined his whooping. Faith blushed deeply and bowed gracefully.
"Thank you." She winked. Both of them were clearly getting a nice little buzz going. Faith gestured to the bartender. "Fill us up again."
"You've already gone through two pitchers." He said. Faith shrugged.
"Grab another one." She said.
"You driving?" He asked.
"No. My husband is. We're cops. We know not to drink and drive." Faith said. The bartender nodded.
"Make sure your husband is sober before he gets behind the wheel." He said Faith nodded with a smile.
"Sure thing hotstuff." She chuckled. Bosco arched his eyebrow.
"No flirting allowed, Faith." He said.
"Sorry, Daddy." Faith chuckled as she gave her husband a wink.
* * *
Faith stumbled in laughing. She was completely drunk. Bosco grabbed her waist before she fell. He laughed. He thought it was funny seeing her like this.
"Let's get upstairs and get you undressed." Bosco said.
"And have your way with me?" Faith smiled.
"We'll see." Bosco chuckled bringing her upstairs and making her flop on the bed; "I'll be back." Bosco walked out there.
"You guys back?" Sully stepped out of Vincent's room.
"Yeah. Faith's lit to high heaven." Bosco chuckled, "How were the kids?"
"Very good. Charlie took a shower and finished his homework. He pretty much crashed. Same with Vincent. Justin came by and left at ten thirty. He helped Emily with her book report. I looked at it and it's really good. I think Emily is still awake." Sully said.
"Great." Bosco smiled, "You're hired for next time."
"Thanks. I'll be glad to." Sully said putting his jacket on. "Have a great night." Bosco nodded and watched as he left. He went back upstairs and glanced in Emily's room.
"Night, Em." He said. She smiled from her book.
"Night, Dad." She said. Bosco went into the bedroom.
"The kids are asleep." He said taking his clothes off.
"Good." Faith grinned up at her husband, "Have your way with me."
"I plan on it." Bosco got in bed as Faith started to groan, "I haven't even done anything yet."
"I'm going to barf." She jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. Bosco sighed as he heard her throw up. So much for concluding this night on a happy note.
February 11th, 2005
Bosco looked out the window of the cop car as a soft flurry of snow began to fall.
"So, what are you getting her for her birthday?" Ty asked.
"Oh, ah, just some money." Bosco said, "That's all she needs right now." Ty nodded.
"That's all anyone ever needs." Ty chuckled. Bosco nodded in agreement. "Can I call you grandpa?"
"Shut up, Man" Bosco smacked Ty who was laughing. "Hey what's that?" Bosco peered out the window.
"Looks like a frozen bum." Ty stopped the car. Bosco narrowed his eyes.
"There's something moving behind it." He stepped out and walked slowly towards the homeless person. "This is 55-Charlie, we need a bus." He heard a baby start crying, "Shit. Ty, there's a baby here."
"A live baby?" He asked.
"No a fake one." Bosco muttered picking up the screaming baby.
"Is it okay?"
"Yeah. See if there is any ID on the mother." Bosco said. Ty bent down. "Shhh, it's okay Little one."
"This isn't a bum, Bos." Ty said showing him his hands where covered in blood. Bosco growled, "Gun shot to the head."
"What kind of sick bas-…individual would do that and leave this child to fend for its self?" Bosco asked.
"I don't know." Ty said as a bus pulled up. Alex and Kim came out. "Too late. Gun shot to the head."
"Oh." Alex frowned glancing at the baby, "What about him?"
"Bring him in and check him out." Bosco said, "I'll come with. Davis you stay here." Ty nodded.
* * *
Nurse Proctor walked over to Bosco.
"The baby is doing fine. No signs of any trauma to him." She said.
"Great." Bosco said, "Social services coming?"
"Yeah. They should be here in like ten minutes." Procter said.
"Okay. Can I go see the baby?" Bosco asked. Procter nodded. Bosco walked into the room. The six or seven month old sat in the crib chewing on a blanket. "Hey buddy. I just wanted to come say goodbye. I um...I have to tell you that your mom…She ah, went to heaven. She's dead, but I'm sure you will be going to a nice family. Your mom is probably watching you right now. You'll be okay, I promise. I don't lie. Sometimes I do, but not now."
"Is this the John Doe?" Frank from social services walked in.
"Yeah…Johnny…" Bosco sighed, "His mother got shot in the head. Make sure he goes to a nice family until we can find his real family." Frank looked at Bosco and nodded.
"Yeah. I'll try." He picked up the baby and walked out of the room. Bosco sighed and went to Ty.
"The kid okay?" Ty asked.
"Yeah, except his mother got shot I the head and he probably saw the whole thing." Bosco said.
"He's a baby. He won't remember." Bosco frowned.
"I don't care if he remembers or not, his mother got shot in front of him. This world is fucking horrid." Bosco shook his head, "I'm going home." Ty watched as his partner walked away. Bosco had seemed to get a lot more emotional, lot more involved in his cases since September 28th, 2003.
