May 3rd, 2007

"Come on, Charlie!" Jake yelled. Charlie grabbed the basketball and ran down the court. Sweat poured down his back. He knew he should call his mother, but this game was just getting good.

"Got it!" Charlie jumped and threw the ball. It slid into the basket touching nothing but net. The teenagers cheered for Charlie.

"I couldn't have made that even if I was Jordan." Jake said.

"I know." Charlie smirked, "You guys are shitty basketball players." One of the boys, Hank, on the other side narrowed his eyes.

"Shitty players, man?" Hank asked, "You've got it mixed up."

"No I don't." Charlie chuckled giving his teammates high fives.

"You're a complete ass, Charlie." Hank said, "Don't think because your mother is a bull dyke cop you can get away with this."

"My mom isn't a dyke!" Charlie growled stepping up to Hank.

"She totally is! She was fucking Jake's mom yesterday I think." Hank chuckled. Anger flashed in Charlie's eyes.

"You prick!" Charlie lunged at Hank. His fists started to connect to his face. Jake held back Hank's friends.

"You pussy!" Hank growled pushing Charlie off of him.

"Take back what you said!" Charlie said.

"No." Hank said reaching into his pocket and pulling out a switchblade, "I'll show you who's a prick." Charlie chuckled.

"I dare you to." Charlie said, "You don't have the guts."

"You won't have guts once I'm through with you." Hank said.

"Man, knock it off." Jake said backing away from the teenagers.

"You chicken." Charlie hissed.

* * *

Faith stared out the window as she drove the squad car. Sully was nearly asleep with boredom.

"What's your maiden name?" Sully asked. Faith chuckled.

"Mitchell." She smirked, "Why?"

"I'm bored. When did you and Bosco get married?" Sully asked, "The ceremony was a secret."

"I remember. July 1st, 2002." Faith said, "There wasn't much of a ceremony. We ran to city hall and I had to punch him to say I do."

"Romantic." Sully chuckled, "Did you know Bosco was the one?"

"Lord no." Faith laughed, "Could you picture us together?"

"I still have trouble calling you Officer Boscorelli." Sully said. Faith smiled.

"It's a fine name." She said.

"55-David, teenage assault at Battery Park. Knife spotted." A call came across the radio. Faith groaned and flipped the sirens on.

"Hate these." She said. The car sped down the road heading towards Battery Park, "My kids and granddaughter play there."

"We'll clean the place up for them." Sully smiled. The car came to a complete stop in front of the park. Sully and Faith jumped out and ran to the group of teenagers. They all moved and Sully ad Faith saw what was in front of them. Charlie, with a knife in his hand, was standing above the bleeding Hank.

"Charles Michael…" Faith gasped. Charlie looked at her with wide eyes.

"I t-tried taking it fr-from him. H-He lunged." Charlie trembled. Faith just stared at the knife in her baby's hand. Sully pushed past them both.

"We need a Bus here now. Stabbing victim. He lost a lot of blood." Sully put pressure on Hank's wound.

"It hurts!!" Hank groaned.

"I know, Man." Sully looked at Faith, "Don't just stand there! Get Charlie into the car."

"But-"

"Read him his rights." Sully said. Faith bit her lip and looked at Charlie. Sully removed the knife from the child's hand.

"Come on." Faith whispered looking at Charlie.

"I d-didn't mean it." Charlie trembled as Faith led him to the car. "I tr-tried to make everything okay."

"You didn't make everything okay." Faith said, "He could die." Charlie stared at his mother with large frightened eyes. Faith's heart was breaking. She hoped she would never see her child in that position.

* * *

Bosco couldn't help but to pace up and down the hall as the detective spoke with Charlie. Sully walked up to them.

"Hank will be okay. He went into surgery to repair the damage to his liver, but he'll be okay." Sully said, "His parents aren't pressing charges."

"Thank god for small favours." Faith mumbled.

"He was so stupid." Bosco growled, not out of anger, but out of hurt. "We just…."

"It's all right." Faith whispered looking up at her husband. Detective Wesson stepped out of the room. Faith got up.

"Officers." Wesson said, "Charles can go home. He's not in fault here. He tried taking the knife from Hank and the child got in the way. Just take him home and explain to him next time this happens for him to just walk away." Faith smiled slightly.

"He can come home?" She whispered. Wesson nodded.

"Yup." Wesson smiled, "I'll see you later."

"Thank you." Bosco said as they walked into the room. Charlie looked u at them.

"Did he tell you? I wasn't lying, Ma. I swear to god. I know better than that." Charlie said.

"I know that baby." She extended her hand, "let's go home." Faith led her family out to the car. She knew her son was innocent, but it still didn't help the image in her head. She would never be able to get the image of Charlie holding a bloodied knife out of her head.

June 17th, 2007

They hated to admit things had changed around the household after the knife incident. Charlie was trying hard to be very good. He helped out every chance that he could. He had talks with Vincent about being a good boy. Vincent was starting preschool in September and Charlie wanted to make sure he would be okay.

"Mom?" Charlie walked into the kitchen. Faith glanced at him.

"What do you want, Charlie?" Faith asked. Charlie bit his lip.

"I just wanted to know what was for dinner tonight." He said.

"Pasta and garlic bread." Faith said filing a pot with water.

"Can I help you?" Charlie asked softly. Faith shook her head.

"Just get Vinny ready." She said. Charlie nodded and rushed out of the room. He went upstairs to the bathroom where Bosco was giving Vincent bath.

"Mom is making dinner. It's spagetti." Charlie said. Bosco nodded.

"Good. We're hungry." Bosco said. Vincent nodded as he ran his hands through his sudsy hair.

"I want some sketti." Vincent smiled.

"That's what we're having." Charlie said sitting on the toilet. Bosco took in a deep breath.

"Get him ready." Bosco undid his collar. Charlie frowned.

"Are you okay?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah." Bosco got up and left the bathroom.

"Is daddy okay?" Vincent asked as Charlie poured water over his head. Charlie nodded.

"Yeah. He'll be okay. It's probably his asthma." He said.

"Assma sucks." Vincent said. Charlie chuckled slightly as he pulled his baby brother out of the bath and wrapped a towel around him.

"Don't let Mom hear you say that, Vince." He said. Charlie heard a crash from his parent's bedroom. He stood up. "Go in your room and get your Pjs. I'll be in to help you in a second."

"Okay." Vincent ran to his bedroom. Charlie ran to the bedroom to see Bosco on the floor gasping for air.

"Dad, are you okay?" Charlie bent down to him. Bosco grunted, "Where's your inhaler?"

"Empty." Bosco showed him the inhaler in his hand. "Cant breath."

"I'll go find your extra ones." Charlie bolted out of the room and down stairs. He ran outside to the car to find the extra inhaler.

"Charlie?" Faith stepped out of the kitchen drying her hands. "What are you doing?" Charlie rummaged through the glove compartment until he found Bosco's inhaler. He shook it and ran back inside.

"Dad collapsed." Charlie ran back upstairs.

"What??" Faith ran up the stairs following Charlie. He ran into the room and handed Bosco his inhaler.

"Here. There's enough in there." Bosco grabbed the inhaler and started to breathe it in. Faith knelt down in front of him.

"Are you all right, baby?" She asked. Bosco nodded.

"Yeah." He panted. Faith touched his sweaty forehead.

"Good thing Charlie has kick feet." Faith smiled. Bosco nodded as he started to feel a little bit better. His lungs didn't burn anymore.

"Yeah." Bosco smiled, "Thanks, Charlie." Charlie nodded.

"It was nothing." He said helping Bosco to his feet. "I'll get Vincent dressed."

"I love you, Charlie." Faith smiled taking Bosco's hand, "You feeling better?" Bosco nodded.

"A lot." He said. Faith smiled as they walked down to the kitchen. "All thanks to Charlie. We've got a good kid there." Faith nodded.

"Yeah. He's great." Faith said. If Charlie hadn't been up there, something worse could have happened to Bosco. Faith didn't even hear him collapse. She was so thankful Charlie was there.

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