November 14th, 2005

Vincent stood in front of the swing looking at Sydney. Her large brown eyes twinkled at her uncle. He reached over and pulled the pacifier out of her mouth and threw it on the floor. Sydney's lips started to tremble. Vincent's eyes widened.

"No cry, Syd." Vincent said. The baby began to cry. Emily walked in with a laundry basket on her hip. She looked at Vincent.

"What happened?" She asked taking the pacifier from him.

"Syd's sad." Vincent said. Emily put the clothes down and picked up her daughter, "Can we go sled?" Emily glanced out the window and she nodded.

"Go get your sweater and snow suit on and we'll go." Emily said.

"Yay!" Vincent ran out of the room as Emily picked Sydney up.

"Okay, we're going to go for your first sleigh ride." She walked into the laundry room and grabbed Sydney's snowsuit.

"Ready, Em." Vincent walked into the laundry room.

"Zip up your jacket, Buddy." Emily said making sure Sydney was bundled up. Vincent zipped up. "Let's go." Vincent bolted down the hallway. Emily grabbed her jacket and walked outside.

"Emmie look!" Vincent jumped into a pile of snow.

"Very good." Emily laughed as she sat at the picnic table.

"Syd look." Vincent wiped himself off and jumped back into the pile of snow. Emily giggled softly. Vincent was funny sometimes.

"See, baby? This is snow." Emily picked up a handful of snow. Vincent climbed up the steps and jumped off of them into the snow.

"Yeeee!" Vincent squealed. Emily laid Sydney down in one of their sleds and started to pull her.

"You having fun, Sydney?" Emily smiled as she walked quickly around the back yard pulling her daughter around.

Vincent climbed up on the stairs again and stood up on the banisters. He grinned as he looked at the snow pile in front of him. He jumped and hit the ground with a loud crack. Vincent's eyes widened and he let out a loud scream. Emily spun around.

"Vincent??"

"EMMIE!!!!" He screamed. Emily scoped up Sydney and ran over to her baby brother. He was wiggling on the ground holding her arm.

"Are you okay?" Emily asked as she helped him up.

"M-My arm!!!!!" Vincent sobbed. Emily looked at it and it even looked broken to her. Her heart pounded in her chest.

"Come on. We're going to the hospital." Emily said carefully leading him and Sydney to the family car.

"W-Want Mommy!!" Vincent sobbed.

"We'll get mom in a second, buddy." Emily said as she buckled Sydney into her car seat. Vincent crawled in as Emily ran to grab her purse. She may only have a driver's permit, but it'd be better to be caught with that than without anything.

"WANT M-MOMMY!!!" Vincent screamed.

"We're getting her!!" Emily cried as she pulled out of the driveway. Her shaking hand grabbed the cell phone and she dialed the precinct's number.

"55-Pricinct, how many I help you?" Harold answered the phone.

"May I please speak to either faith or Maurice Boscorelli?"

"Who's speaking?" He asked her.

"Emily Yokas, their daughter. This is an emergency." Emily said, "It's okay, Vincent. We'll get you all fixed up."

"Emily?" Faith answered the phone. She could hear Vincent screaming in the background, "What's going on there?"

"Vincent got hurt." Emily said trying not to break down and concentrate on the road, "I think he broke his arm."

"What?" Faith snapped.

"I'm driving him to the hospital right now. Can you meet us there?" She asked.

"We're on our way."

* * *

Faith and Bosco raced into the hospital's ER.

"My son, Morales, where is Vincent?" Faith grabbed the nurse.

"He's over there behind the curtain." She said. They ran over to the curtain where Vincent was sitting with Emily and Sydney. He had a cast up to his elbow. "Oh Vinny." He looked up and smiled.

"Mommy!" He held up his arms. Faith gathered him in hers.

"Oh look at you." She held him tightly. Emily looked at Bosco.

"He w-was playing in the snow and he landed too hard." She whispered on the verge of tears. Bosco patted his head.

"It's all right, Em. You did the right thing by coming here." He said. Faith looked at her daughter.

"What did the doctor say?" She asked.

"Um…He'll have the last for like four or five weeks." Emily held out a piece of baby, "This is his prescription."

"Good." Faith smiled softly at her daughter, "Thank you for getting him here so quickly." Emily kissed Sydney's head.

"I drove without a licensed driver." She said softly.

"It's okay." Faith said. "I love you."

December 28th, 2005

The past few weeks were okay for all of them. Vincent was healing nicely and he was due to get his cast off next week. Faith celebrated her birthday. She felt so old. She was a year older and a grandmother.

Faith sat on the couch watching her granddaughter. Sydney was growing up so quickly all ready. She was starting to eat solids, she was rolling over, and she was cutting her first tooth. Time did pass quickly. Before she knew it Sydney would be a pregnant fourteen-year-old. Faith shook her head. That wasn't fair. Emily had certainly proved herself to her and Bosco.

"Come on, Pumpkin." Faith picked Sydney up and gave her a bottle; "Grandpa is getting your cereal."

"Grandpa has her cereal plus a bib." Bosco smiled as he walked in. Sydney clapped her hands as Bosco sat next to her.

"Lunch time, Miss O'Hara." Faith chuckled as she tied the bib on.

"Someone is eager." Bosco smiled. The doorbell rang.

"Perfect timing." Faith chuckled and she stood up and walked to the door. A fireman stood there. She didn't recognize him. His patch read from the thirty-third station. Justin's station. Her face fell.

"Is Emily here?" He asked. Faith shook her head.

"She's out shopping for the baby." Faith said, "Is Justin okay?" He shook his head. Bosco walked up behind his wife.

"There was a big fire." The man said.

"Is he okay??" Faith snapped, pain rising in her chest. Was her granddaughter going to grow up without a father?

"Maybe. His legs are burned up pretty bad. He asked for Emily. His folks aren't in the country." He said.

"The burns bad?" Bosco asked. The firefighter nodded.

"They are. When I was there, they were talking to the burn unit." He said, "He's at Mercy. He should really have family with him right now." Faith nodded as she grabbed her and Sydney's jacket.

"Charlie! You need to watch Vincent for an hour or two." She yelled up the stairs.

"Okay." He yelled back.

"Come on." Faith said running to the car. She strapped Sydney in, We've been to the hospital way too much."

"We need to call Emily." Bosco said dialing her cell phone number.

"Oh god. He's just a kid, Bos. He shouldn't be in this situation."

"But he is." Bosco said as he hung up the phone, "She's out of rang." Faith sighed deeply.

* * *

Faith looked at the boy. His legs were fully bandaged. He was getting a lot of medication pumped into him. He opened his eyes.

"Hey Mrs. B." He croaked. Faith smiled softly.

"Hey Justin. How are you feeling?" She asked him.

"Very fuzzy." He smiled weakly, "Em here?"

"Bosco went to try to find her. She was out of rang when we tried to call her earlier." Faith said as Sydney started to fuss.

"Daddy's okay." Justin whispered.

"You need to be more careful, Just." Faith said, "You have a family now you need to be alive for." Justin nodded slowly.

"I know. I was careful…then…the floor just gave out…. All I could think about was Emily…and Sydney." Justin whispered.

"You're fine now. It's going to take a lot to recover, but you're young. You can do it." Faith said softly. Justin closed his eyes.

"I'm tired, Mrs. B." He said softly, "I don't want Syd to see me in pain. When Emily gets here, she can come in, Okay?"

"All right." Faith leaned over and kissed his forehead. "Sleep." Faith carried Sydney out of her father's room. First Vincent broke his arm and now this. What else would happen to them? What did they do to deserve this?"