July 2nd, 2007

They were married for five years. It was amazing. They had been through so much in those five years. Shootings, cancer, death, new children, new grandchildren, and so much more. Bosco and Faith celebrated their wedding anniversary with a lot of hot sex at a ritzy hotel. That was all they really wanted; alone tie together. Of course they got presents too. Bosco gave Faith a blue negligée and Faith gave Bosco massage oils. They put both to work.

"Justin is turning twenty this month." Faith said as she sat at the computer, "What are we getting him?" Bosco wrapped a towel around his waist.

"Our daughter." He said walking into the bedroom, "That's enough." Faith chuckled softly.

"We need to get him more than that." She said, "We could take Sydney so he and Emily could have alone time."

"And you do know what they will do during that alone time right?" Bosco asked his wife. Faith grimaced.

"Right, point taken. She's sixteen and he's twenty. That's just…sounds weird." She said.

"And their daughter is almost two." Bosco said pulling his boxers on. "When do your online classes start?"

"Next month." She said, "Literature, Geography, and English."

"My sexy little scholar." Bosco said kissing the top of her head. "Are you going to be wearing one of those sexy uniforms?"

"If you're a naughty little boy." Faith giggled softly looking at him.

"God." Bosco groaned, "We have time?" Faith shook her head.

"Vincent needs to go tee ball." She said, "Are you coming?" Bosco sighed slightly and nodded.

"As long as you pleasure me tonight." He said. Faith giggled softly.

"Vincent Giovanni Boscorelli!!!! Time to go!!!" Faith yelled.

"I've been ready for years." Vincent yelled from the front door.

"Smart ass." Faith chuckled as Bosco pulled on his shirt.

"Ready." He said.

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All the parents cheered from the sidelines. One good thing about tee ball, all the parents were very supportive about each and every child. Well, Bosco wasn't when a child really screwed up, but he was an exception to the rules of course.

"God! That was a horrible call!" Bosco yelled. Faith chuckled softly.

"It's a tee ball game, sweetheart." she said.

"I don't care." He muttered.

"The other parents will kick your ass if you're not careful." She said.

"Screw them." Bosco shrugged it up. Vincent went of to bat, "There's my boy!! Hit it for Daddy!!!" Vincent waved.

"Go Vinny!" Faith yelled. Vincent's tongue stuck out of his mouth with concentration. He swung the bat and hit the ball hard. It went flying past the right fielder that was picking his nose. Bosco and Faith jumped up from their seats.

"Run, Vincent, run!!!" Bosco yelled.

"That's my boy!!!" Faith cheered watching Vincent's little legs move as he ran. The crowd cheered for him as he ran past third base right to the home plate, "Go Vincent!!!!!" Vincent jumped onto the base and jumped up and down.

"Mommy!! I scored!!!" Vincent cried. Faith laughed.

"I see!!!!" She smiled. Vincent ran past the dug out ito his mother's arms. Faith hugged him tightly.

"I scored." He said. Faith smiled proudly. Moments like these made her thankful that she was a mother to these children.

August 16th, 2007

Bosco stared at himself in the mirror. God, he looked horrible. He needed to get more sleep. Would sleep help or would he always look like he was thirty-seven. He lifted his shirt up and groaned.

"Not what I had when I was twenty." He muttered.

"But it's very very sexy." Faith chuckled as she stood in the doorway. Bosco groaned again.

"How could you think this is sexy?" He asked.

"I find washboard abs very sexy." Faith said, "Sorry."

"They're not washboard anyone. Yours are." He said. Faith burst out laughing.

"I've given birth to three children. I don't have a washboard stomach." She said. Bosco grinned as she stepped up to his wife.

"You have a perfect stomach." Bosco kissed her nose.

"Um…Hi." Charles cleared his throat. Bosco looked at him.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"There's a woman at the door asking for you and grandma." Charlie said.

"Rose?" Bosco looked at Faith; "I have no idea who would be asking for us."

"Well go down and find out." Faith chuckled. Bosco fixed his shirt and walked down the stairs. A young woman, maybe around twenty-two years old, stood in front of the front door with a young boy around Vincent's age.

"AH….Hello?" He looked at her. She smiled softly.

"Maurice Boscorelli?" She asked. He nodded.

"And you are?" He looked. She extended her hand.

"Maren Boscorelli and this is Isaac my son." She smiled. Bosco stared at her blankly.

"You a relation?" Bosco asked utterly confused. She nodded.

"By marriage." She said. Bosco scratched his neck.

"Who did you marry?" He asked.

"Michael, your brother." Maren said. Bosco's jaw nearly hit the floor.

"C-Come again?" He whispered. Maren chuckled.

"Michael and I got married three years ago when I was pregnant with Isaac." Maren said, "He tried really hard to give us a life."

"Didn't try hard enough apparently." Bosco said. Maren smiled bitterly.

"Yes, I suppose so." She said. Bosco sighed glancing at Isaac.

"Is he Michaels?" Bosco asked. Maren chuckled.

"Yes. Through and through. Acts like him every day." She said.

"Vinny, can you take Isaac to your room?" Bosco turned to his son.

"Yeah, Daddy." Vincent said looking at Isaac, "I Vincent."

"I Isaac." Isaac smiled and ran off with Vincent.

"Um…come sit down." Bosco led Maren into the living room. "FAITH!!!!!" His heart was pounding. No, he and Michael weren't really that close when he was alive, but this? He thought his brother would have told him that he was an uncle.

"No need to yell." Faith smiled walking in, "That your little boy?"

"Isaac yeah." Maren smiled softly.

"He's adorable." Faith said as Bosco pulled her down next to him.

"This is my wife, Faith." He said. Maren nodded, "Faith, Darling, this is ah…Maren, Mikey's wife." Faith's mouth formed an 'O'.

"I know, big surprise." Maren laughed. Bosco nodded.

"It's something I didn't expect." He said, "I take it my Mother doesn't know." Maren shook her head.

"No. She doesn't. This was the only address Michael had." She said. Faith shifted in her seat.

"Wow. This is out of the blue." She said, "Why now?"

"Isaac needs to know he has family besides me. He doesn't have grandparents or aunts or uncles on my side." Maren said, "He deserves a family. His is father is dead. He just needs you."

"He doesn't know us." Bosco said. Maren smiled.

"Michael told stories of you all the time when I was pregnant and when he was a baby." Maren said.

"This is wild…" Faith said.

"If you dot want us in your life, the I completely understand." She said. Bosco shook his head.

"I never said I didn't want to know you guys." He said. "Isaac is my nephew…" Faith watched the wheels turn in her husband's head. She reached out and took his hand. She knew Bosco missed Michael terribly and now this…this was like a second chance for him. He could get to know Isaac…his nephew…his blood.

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