March 11th, 2005

Faith lay in her bed with her new murder mystery novel. Lately, she couldn't get enough of these books. They were a nice diversion from real life. She enjoyed seeing if the writer did any research on actual cop procedures. This writer seemed to be okay. Emily walked in.

"Mom, can we talk about a few things?" She asked softly.

"Sure." Faith looked up from her book. She was shocked to see how big Emily was getting. She sometimes forgot about the pregnancy. Emily sat on the bed with a slight groan. Faith put a pillow behind Emily's back, who smiled back gratefully, "What can I do for you?"

"Can I buy Vincent's crib off of you when you get him a big bed?" Emily asked.

"No." Faith said.

"Oh…" Emily said as she tucked her brown hair behind her ear. "Okay."

"I was planning on giving it to you, Em. You can have all of Vincent's baby stuff if you need them." Faith said. Emily's face brightened up.

"Thank you so much." Emily smiled. They lay there for a moment. "You didn't ask how my appointment went."

"Which appointment?" Faith cocked her eyebrow.

"I found the sex of the baby out today. "Emily said, "Do you want to know?" Faith bit her lip. She had been looking forward to finding out the sex. She didn't want Emily to know that though.

"If you want to tell me." Faith said nonchalantly.

"We're having a girl." Emily smiled softly.

"Really?" A tiny smile came across Faith's face.

"Yeah." Emily said, "It's what Justin had been wanting." Faith nodded.

"Do you have a name picked out?" Emily nodded.

"Yeah, but we're not telling anyone until her birthday." Emily said. Faith nodded. Once again they sat there in silence. Faith bit her lip. Okay she was excited to be getting granddaughter. But she wouldn't let her guard down, "Why don't you hold me anymore?"

"What?" Faith looked at her daughter.

"You don't hold me anymore. You don't hug me anymore." She said.

"I thought you were too old for that." Faith said. Emily shook her head.

"No one is ever too old for that." Emily whispered. Faith looked into her daughter's eyes and saw sadness. She sighed.

"Come here." Faith wrapped her arms around her daughter. Emily sighed with happiness as she melted into her mother's arms. Her stomach pressed into Faith.

"I'm so scared." Emily said.

"I know, Baby." Faith said smoothing back her daughter's hair, "Everything will be fine. The labour will be painful, but one of the most powerful and amazing things you'll ever experience."

"I know, but that's now what I'm scared about" Emily said, "What if I'm not a goo mother? I'm fourteen so what if people take out my stupidity on my daughter?"

"You'll be a fantastic mother, Em. I…There past few months you've turned your life around and really showed me you have a head on your shoulders." Faith said, "Age doesn't make someone a good mother. I've seen a lot of shitty mothers who are forty or older." Emily smiled softly.

"I hope you're right." She said, "Could you help Justin and I set up a bank account for the baby tomorrow? His parents are away for two weeks so they cant help us."

"Sure. How much money do the two of you have saved up so far?"

"Twenty-five hundred." Emily said, "but I haven't bought and clothes or anything like that yet."

"Twenty-five hundred. That's pretty good, Emily." Faith smiled. "Wait, I have some stuff that might help." Faith got out of bed and went to her closet. She pulled out a box; "Here's a few things I saved from when you were a baby. It's not a lot but it's not boy clothes, which I have a lot of." Emily smiled and sat up.

"Thanks, Ma." Emily hauled herself out of the bed.

"Go take this in your room and look through it. Wash whatever you want to use before you put it in the dresser." Faith said. Emily took the box.

"Thanks." She said again as she took the box. She headed for the door.

"Em?" Emil stopped and looked at her mother.

"What?"

"I love you and even after you have this baby and all your other kids, you'll still be my little girl." Faith said. Emily smiled softly.

"I know that." Emily said and left the room. Faith sighed softly. She was proud. There was no doubt about that.

March 25th, 2005

Faith looked in the mirror as Bosco slammed his locker door.

"You think I should have plastic surgery?" She asked.

"What?" Bosco frowned, "Absolutely not."

"I want this scar gone." She said.

"I don't even notice anymore." Bosco said. Faith sighed shutting her locker door.

"I notice every single moment of the day." She said.

"We'll talk about it later, okay?" Bosco said, "I need to go talk to Lou for a minute." He kissed her cheek and walked out of the locker room. Faith sat down with a sigh. She hated the constant reminder of her accident. Faith frowned slightly when she heard someone groaning from the showers.

"Is someone in there?" She asked.

"Faith…Get a guy." Ty groaned loudly. Faith stepped into the shower.

"Why?"

"Don't look at me." He groaned.

"I've seen naked men before. Are you hurt?" She asked.

"Yes." Ty groaned.

"Then I'm coming in." Faith walked in and saw Ty lying on the ground trying to over his goods with his hands. She turned the water off. "What happened?"

"I can't get up." He said.

"Why? Is it your back?" She asked. Ty shook his head as Faith grabbed a towel and handed it to him. "Then what?"

"My...you know." He groaned.

"Ah, you pulled a groin muscle." Faith chuckled as she offered him her hand, "Come on. We need to take you to the doctors."

"I'm fine." Ty said. Faith laughed.

"You're laying on the ground holding your crotch. You're not okay."

"Fine." Ty muttered as he struggled to stand up.

"Try to get some clothes on." She said helping him to his locker. "I'll go get Bosco." Ty muttered something under his breath as he pulled a shirt on. This was completely embarrassing. Nothing like having a female co-worker helping you up while you're naked.

"Hey blue balls." Bosco chuckled smacking Ty on his back.

"Gee, this is going to be fun." Ty said.

"Come on. Faith is in the car and we'll take you to the docs." Bosco said helping Ty out, "So, you showed my wife your goods?"

"Not on purpose, Man. I swear." Ty said.

"She better not start comparing the two of us." Bosco said helping him down the stairs.

"I hope she doesn't." Ty mumbled. Bosco chuckled. Oh it was going to be fun torturing Ty with this.

* * *

Faith and Bosco walked into the house.

"So was he big?" Bosco chuckled.

"Oh lord, Bos." Faith blushed, "I'm not telling you."

"That's okay. I've seen him naked before." Bosco said, "You know, shower locker room…"

"I don't want to know." Faith chuckled walking into the living room. She frowned deeply when she saw Justin sitting on the couch rocking Vincent, "Justin?"

"Ma'am, hi…Sorry." Justin said.

"What are you doing here?" Bosco asked.

"Emily called me for some help. Vincent was giving her trouble and she was getting emotional." Justin said, "It took me awhile to get Vincent to sleep. I think he's coming down with something."

"Right…" Faith said, "Where's Emily?"

"She's asleep. She fell asleep at nine." Justin said handing Bosco the sleeping baby. Faith nodded.

"All right. You do realize we all need to sit down and have a talk."

"Yes, Ma'am. I have plenty to talk about with you two." Justin said.

"You're not going to break her heart are you?" Bosco asked.

"No sir. Far from it." Justin said. "I need to go. Charlie's science project is in the fridge."

"Thanks." Faith said as she watched Justin go to the door, "Justin, are your parents back?" He shook his head.

"They're in Paris for another week." Justin said, "Three weeks in France living it up."

"While you're here taking car eof your girlfriend and child." Bosco said, "We all have our priorities."

"Right, Mr. B." Justin smiled, "Bye."

"Thanks for getting Vincent to sleep." Faith said as she watched the boy get in his car. She and Bosco exchanged looks.

"Do we really need to have a heart to heart with him and Em?"

"If he's going to be any part of our granddaughters life then yes." Faith said as she walked upstairs to Vincent's room.

"Right." He said laying Vincent down. "You really didn't look at Ty did you?" Faith smirked as she backed out of the bedroom.

"Maybe I did and maybe I didn't." She winked playfully and went into her bedroom.

"Did you enjoy looking it more than mine?" He asked. Faith shrugged.

"I may need a refresher coarse in what yours looks and feels like." Faith smiled. Bosco grinned.

"You can look and feel all night long." Bosco crawled into bed with his wife. Sex after work was a nice way to let off steam.