October 1st, 2005
Bosco watched Faith as she slept. Three years with her and he still couldn't believe he had snagged her. They had been through so much together even before they started seeing each other. Faiths abortion, a few shootings, tons of girlfriends, and a lot more. Bosco still wondered why she chose him. A moment of insanity maybe. Faith mumbled something and opened her eyes.
"What?" She mumbled softly.
"I'm just watching you sleep." Bosco smiled at her. Faith groaned and pushed him away.
"Don't do that." She mumbled as she looked at him. Bosco chuckled.
"Why shouldn't I?" He asked, "You make me happy. You're absolutely gorgeous. I have a right to watch you." Faith sat up.
"Did you do something?" Faith asked running her hand through her messy hair. Bosco shook his head with some amusement.
"I was just thinking about us, about the first day we worked together." Bosco chuckled. Faith shook her head with a smile.
"I couldn't stand your attitude." She said, "That mouth of yours."
"Oh well, I couldn't stand you either so there." Bosco said as he wrapped his arm around his tired wife, "Now look at us."
"I still can't stand your attitude or your mouth." She said.
"Gee thanks." Bosco chuckled, "Do you regret divorcing Fred?"
"No way, Jose." Faith said as she shook her head, "Fred was an ass and he would have eventually wound up hitting me and I would have wound up being like my mother. If I didn't divorce him we wouldn't have gotten married and we wouldn't have had Vincent. Can you imagine your life without Vincent?" She asked him.
"God no. That's a horrible thought." Bosco said, "He's my boy. I've had him in my life for two years and I would be lost without him, but I don't want more. Sydney is enough for me and she's not even ours."
"I agree highly on that note." Faith chuckled right before she yawned. "It's almost four am, Sweetheart. Can we get back to sleep now?"
"I was thinking we could have some fun first." Bosco grinned.
"In the morning, Bos." Faith said as she lay back down, "I'm beat." Bosco sighed tucking the blanket up around her.
"All right, Faith." Bosco kissed his wife as Vincent pushed open the bedroom door. "What are you doing in here, Buddy?"
"Had bad dream, Momma." Vincent said as he crawled into bed.
"Get under the covers." Faith smiled at her boy.
"Why is it cold?" Vincent asked crawling in between his parents.
"Because it's fall time, Buddy." Bosco said.
"When can Santa come?" Vincent asked.
"In two months, Vincent." Faith said as she shut the lights off.
"Is 'elle seeping?" Vincent asked.
"Noelle is asleep downstairs." Bosco said, "Go to sleep."
"No more fire right?" Vincent asked. Faith chuckled.
"Go to sleep, Vince. Please." Faith said.
"Okay." Vincent said, "Can we-"
"No." Bosco said, "Bedtime please, Vincent Giovanni." The three of them lay there snuggling. "Aren't you glad he can talk?" He whispered.
"No." Faith chuckled, "Sleep."
October 15th, 2005
These past two weeks have been great for the entire family. Charlie turned twelve and raked in in the gift department. Sydney was now Smiling and laughing. Vincent was even learning to ice skate in the local rink. Both of them had to work a lot though. Even tonight. They were patrolling a concert that Six Tramps, a heavy metal band was having. Bosco was super excited to be doing this because he loved the band, but Faith hated.
"This is 55-David, everything in the north end is fine." Faith said into her radio as she and Sully looked around the food and drink tents. He shook his head with a very large frown upon his face.
"I can't believe they try on selling a hotdog for two bucks." He said. Faith chuckled.
"Well, you better get used to it." She said as she glanced over to a group of teenagers yelling. When they saw Faith, they became quiet. "This is like this for the opening band, God help us when Six Tramps or whatever their god awful name is comes on stage."
"As long as there isn't any moshing." Sully said. Faith chuckled.
"You know there will be." She said, "You just need to get ready for all of it. Who know though, this concert could wind up being very tame."
* * *
Bosco and Ty stood near the doorways watching the crowds as the band started.
"This is great!" Bosco yelled, "I could get used to assignments like this." Ty shook his head.
"You're ridiculous." Ty yelled back. Bosco watched the band start jumping around on the stage. Moshing immediately started. God, how he wished he wasn't in uniform. It had been a long time since he had been able to do that. Ty shook his head.
"What is the point of giving yourself concussions?" He asked.
"It's fun." Bosco yelled, "You can just completely let go and you won't be looked at as an idiot." Ty shook his head.
"I think they are idiots." He said, "Now look at that. Body surfing." Bosco laughed.
"You need to loosen up a bit, Davis." Bosco said, "You need fun."
"I have plenty of fun." Ty said, "Just getting injured isn't on my list of fun things I need to do." Bosco shook his head and looked at the crowd. "God look at that." People started to body surf. Bosco was grinning from ear to ear. This rocked.
"We need more assignments like this." Bosco yelled watching as men and woman were being passed over everyone's heads.
"No we don't." Ty growled. Bosco watched one woman as she was being passed. She was screaming. She must be having a blast. God did Bosco envy her. He watched as she was continued to be passed around. He focused on what the girl was saying. Her green eyes looked at Bosco. There was pure horror on her face.
"Help me!" She was screaming.
"OH shit." Bosco bolted into the crowd as he pushed people away, "NYPD, move out of the way." He got as close as he could to the woman and Grabbed her hand. He pulled her down and close to his body. She was sobbing into his chest.
"This is 55-Charlie, we have an assault on a young woman. She may need medical attention." Ty said as he helped the two of them out into the lobby.
"Ma'am, are you okay?" Bosco pulled way from the trembling woman.
"Th-They wouldn't stop." She sobbed, "N-Nobody would help me. They thought…they thought we were fooling around."
"Where you raped?" Bosco asked hoarsely. She nodded slowly.
"They just wouldn't stop." She cried. Bosco looked at Ty. He hated when women were treated like this. He felt sick to his stomach.
"All right." Bosco said softly, "We'll get you to the hospital and everything will be all right. I promise."
* * *
Faith rubbed Bosco's back as he slid a pen into his pocket.
"She'll be fine." Faith said. Bosco nodded.
"I know." Bosco said, "I wish I could have kicked the guys ass who did that to her. It's not fair. She was there trying to enjoy a concert and this shit has to happen."
"Maybe next time it won't happen." Faith tried reassuring him.
"Yeah maybe." He mumbled as they walked out of the hospital. This world was filled with sick individuals and he hated bringing children into it when he knew he couldn't protect them for the rest of their lives.
