March 2nd, 2007
Faith sat at the kitchen table. She had finally gotten her bill for what her medical insurance didn't cover on her surgery. It wasn't a lot, but it was something. She could pay it off in a month.
"Mom?" Emily walked into the kitchen balancing Sydney on one hip and a lot of bags on the other. Faith jumped up to help.
"Em, what are you doing here?" She kissed her and then Sydney.
"Hi, Nana." Sydney giggled softly.
"I wanted to run something by you." Emily put the bags on the table and put Sydney on the floor. Sydney jumped up and toddled out of the room. Faith sat down and nodded.
"Sure. What is it?" Faith asked. Emily poured the contents of one bag onto the table. It was tons of white silk.
"I would like you to make my wedding dress." Emily said.
"Your w-wedding dress? You're getting married in two years."
"I know." Emily chuckled, "But I would be honoured if you did it."
"Wow…" Faith looked at the material. Her daughter wanted her to make her wedding dress for her. Tears welled in her eyes.
"Mom, are you okay?" Emily asked, biting her lip. Faith nodded.
"Yes. I just…thank you for this, Emily." Faith whispered, "I didn't think I would be able to see you walk down the aisle."
"You will. I will be walking down the isle in the dress you made me." Emily said, "I want you to make Sydney's flower girl dress, but that can wait. She'll be a lot bigger then, than she is now."
"This is great." Faith said, "Let me take your measurements and I will sketch out dresses and you can pick which one."
"Thank you." Emily smiled softly as Charlie walked in.
"Hey, Fart head." Charlie said going to the fridge. Emily chuckled with amusement.
"Hey squirt." Emily said.
"I'm taller than you so I wouldn't be talking about who's a squirt, squirt." Charlie took a swig of water.
"Okay okay. I'm the squirt." Faith said, clearing the table, "You and Syd staying for dinner?" Emily nodded.
"Yeah. Jay is pulling a double." She said.
"Great. I'll make something special then." Faith said, "How does Pasta and meatballs sound?"
"Good, Ma." Charlie said.
"I wasn't asking you, Charles." Faith pushed him away from the stove.
"And why not? See! I knew you loved Emily more." Charlie said.
"Oh hush up. Check on Vinny and your niece." Faith chuckled.
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"Hey guys." Bosco smiled as he walked to the table. He kissed Sydney's head. She giggled softly, "What are you two doing here?"
"Food. We need food." Emily chuckled.
"A nice family dinner, Bos. Sit." Faith dished him up some pasta.
"Perfect." Bosco grinned. He missed these small family dinners.
"How was school today, Children?" Bosco asked.
"Fine." Charlie said.
"Emily?" Bosco looked at her.
"It was fine." Emily chuckled. Bosco groaned.
"You know, when Sydney is in school, she will say fine or nothing when you ask that question and you'll realize how crappy that answer is." Bosco said. Emily smiled innocently. It was nice to have a big family dinner, even though Justin wasn't here. They really had to have these more often before the little ones were grown with kids of their own. They couldn't loose touch with each other.
March 16th, 2007
Bosco sat in the car staring at the road in front of him.
"God. It's so god damn boring. Where are all the hookers and gang bangers?" Bosco growled as he hit the dashboard.
"Just be thankful that it's a quiet day." Ty said.
"Quiet day? Oh come on, Davis." Bosco growled, "Busy days are fun." Ty rolled his eyes. Sometimes he hated being partnered with Bosco, "Don't roll your eyes at me."
"I didn't." Ty chuckled. "I was just doing my excursuses."
"Right." Bosco said.
"55-Charlie, we need back up at PS 180." Dispatch came over the radio. Bosco frowned deeply.
"PS 180? What's going on over there? Bully steal someone's milk money?" Bosco chuckled. Ty smiled.
"School shooting. We need you there now." Bosco's heart stopped in his throat. "Vinny is going there next year."
"Let's go." Ty said as he flipped on the sirens. Shooting at an elementary school. He had only ever been to one school shooting at that was awhile ago. Bosco's heart pounded in his chest as they neared the school. There were a few cop car and buses there. No one was going in. They weren't sure if the shooter was still there. Bosco got out of the cruiser.
"Why aren't you going in there??" Bosco snapped.
"It's not secure." Sully said.
"Screw that." Bosco said, "It won't be secure if we don't make it secure." He looked at Alex, "Taylor, come with me. We need a medic." Alex's eyes widened.
"Are you sure?" She asked him.
"Fine don't come." Bosco said walking into the school. Alex growled looking for Doc's approval. He shook his head. "God damn people."
Bosco walked into the building. How would they make the building secure if n one would go in here? There was no way in Hell he would let any child die under his watch. Bosco stepped close to the wall as he neared the bathroom. He held out his gun.
"This is the police." He said as Alex came up behind him.
"I figured you'd need some help." She whispered.
"You have balls after all." Bosco whispered walking into the bathroom. A pool of blood was seeping from beneath the bathroom stall. Bosco ran over to the stall and Bosco's heart lurched in his throat. A child, around four or five years old, lay on the floor with his brains all over the wall.
"Let me through." Alex pushed past Bosco and went to the child. She shook her head; "He's dead." Bosco stared at the child. He was Vincent's age and he was dead.
"Oh god…" Bosco whispered. Alex took her gloves off.
"I'm sorry." She stood up.
"I'm going to kill this son of a bitch." Bosco stormed out of the bathroom and to the preschool room. Alex followed him.
"Be careful." She said. Bosco ignored her and opened the preschool door. The teacher was huddled with all over her children.
"Ma'am, I'm officer Boscorelli." He said.
"Jake and Thomas went to the bathroom when the gunshots went off." She said.
"How many gun shots were there?" Bosco asked.
"Th-Three. It was near the bathroom." She said, "Jake has brown hair and th-Thomas is a red head." Bosco nodded.
"We'll find them." He said glancing at Alex.
"We have a name." She whispered as they walked back out.
"Three gun shots. One of them killed Jake. Where is Thomas?"
"He probably ran off scared." Alex said, "Where were you run if you were four years old?" Bosco bit his lip.
"My mother." Bosco said.
"Or maybe the principals office maybe?" Alex suggested.
"Maybe." He said, "Stay here." Alex shook her head.
"I'm coming with you." She followed him as they edged their way to the principal's office.
"You get shot. It's not my fault." Bosco whispered.
"Fine." Alex growled. Bosco looked into the room. He could hear the whimpering of a child.
"Thomas? Are you in here?" Bosco asked.
"Go away!" A tiny voice yelled.
"Thomas, Buddy, we're here to take you home. I'm a police man." Bosco said.
"You gonna rest me!" He sobbed. Bosco walked into the office and found Thomas sitting in a chair with the gun on his lap
"Why would I arrest you, buddy?" Bosco asked.
"Cause I hurt Jake." Thomas said. Bosco stared at Thomas.
"You shot the gun?" He asked hoarsely.
"I didn't know there were bullets." Thomas started to cry loudly. Bosco grabbed the gun off of his lap and knelt down in from of the child. A baby killed another baby.
"Thomas, where did you get the gun?" He asked softly.
"Daddy." Thomas wailed. Bosco glanced at Alex as he picked the kid up. Alex shook her head.
"We're going to get you to the police house and your mommy will be there okay, Buddy?" Bosco rubbed the kids back.
"Okay." Thomas whispered as the three of them walked out. Bosco was floored.
There was a child lying dead in a bathroom stall all because some parent was careless with their firearms. He couldn't believe it. It mad Bosco think twice where he and Faith kept their guns. Theirs were locked up. Theirs were where Vincent and the others couldn't find them. Why couldn't other parents lock up their guns?
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