April 10th, 2008
Okay, it was a little harder than Faith expected to be home with Bosco. She never expected to be nervous around him, but she was. She wasn't afraid that he would hit her because she knew he would never do that. She was afraid he was going to turn into Fred.
"Can you believe Emily and Justin are getting married next year?" Faith asked as she tucked in her work shirt.
"No. I don't want to think of Emily as a married eighteen year old." Bosco said running a comb through his hair. "How do I look?"
"Good for roll call." Faith closed her locker, "Come on. You're going to be late."
"I always am." He said following her out. Lou was already talking.
"Nice for you to join us, Officers." He said.
"No problem." Bosco said sitting down.
"We're short officers today so you're doing double patrol." He said, "Officer Boscorellis, you're working together." Faith looked at her husband.
"Are you serious?" Faith asked.
"Do I look serious?" He asked.
"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Faith nodded.
* * *
"God damn it." Bosco cursed as the kid ran pass him; "I got him!"
"Be careful!" Faith yelled running to the car. Bosco bolted towards the kid.
"Get back here you druggie fuck!" Bosco yelled. The teenager ran up a fire escape, but Bosco was right behind him. Bosco's chest started to tighten. I will not have an attack right here, He thought. He quickened his pace. The teenager jumped down the second fire escape. Bosco's breathing became heavy, but he refused to give up. That wasn't the Boscorelli way.
He ran to the other fire escape but collapsed onto his knees. He drew in ragged breaths as he searched in his pockets for his inhaler. It wasn't there. It was so hard to breathe. He grabbed his radio.
"F-Faith…." He gasped, "Inhaler." Faith looked at the radio as she heard the call.
"Shit." She reached into the glove compartment and grabbed his extra inhaler. Faith got out of the car, "Bosco, where are you?" She ran up the fire escape and saw Bosco lying on the stairs, completely red. She cursed and ran up to him.
"Here's your inhaler." She said helping Bosco with it. He grunted as he took it. Faith stared at him; "You need to take it easy.
"Perp…." Bosco gasped as Faith helped him into a sitting position.
"Ignore the perp. Focus on yourself." Faith said. Bosco used the inhaler again. He started getting colour back in his face, but he was still breathing heavily, "Maybe this is a sign you should take it easier."
"Retire?" He mumbled.
"No." Faith laughed, "But you'll be thirty-eight soon. You're not twenty anymore." Bosco grunted at her.
"I'm not old." He said, finally breathing correctly.
"No you're not old, but you're not young either." She said, "You need to start being careful. You're a grandfather. You want to see Sydney grow up don't you?" Bosco nodded slowly.
"Yeah I know." He said, "Maybe we should go home."
"Yeah, we'll go to the station and then I'll take you home." Faith said.
"I'm sorry about this." Bosco said slowly getting to his feet.
"It's all right." Faith shrugged, "You just need to remember how bad your asthma gets sometimes." Bosco nodded as he walked down the fire escape.
"I'll remember." He said as he and his wife got back into the car. God he felt like such a complete asshole. He should have stopped when he felt his chest tightening in the first place. He learned.
April 24th, 2008
Bosco ran his hand down his wife's naked body. This was his annual day before his birthday sex romp. Faith groaned softly.
"Mmmmm, Bos." She whispered. Bosco smiled as he nibbled at her neck. "Yes."
"So good." He nibbled a little harder, leaving bite marks on her neck. Faith groaned louder.
"God yes." Faith dug her nails into his back, "Oh, Bos. I need you." She shivered as Bosco explored between her legs.
"Soon." He said. Faith wiggled beneath him.
"Pl-Please…" She whispered.
"I'm not ready yet." Bosco said. Faith opened her eyes.
"You're not?" Faith asked.
"Soon, Baby." He said. Faith bit her lip.
"Let me help you." She smiled. Bosco returned the smile and lay on his back on the bed. He watched her face as she took hold of him. He grunted.
"Careful there." He said. Faith smiled weakly as she played with her husband.
"Aren't you hot?" She whispered kissing his neck.
"Yes…" he said. "I'm trying." She looked up at him.
"You're trying?" Faith asked him. He nodded closing his eyes. Faith looked down at her hand and saw he was still soft. Faith frowned and sat up, "Is there something wrong with me?"
"What?" Bosco opened his eyes to see the hurt look upon his wife's face.
"I'm not exciting you anymore." She said. He sat up and shook his head.
"No. You do. I'm just…I don't know." He ran his hand over his face, "Let's try this again and maybe I can get it up."
"Okay. Because I'm super ready." Faith whispered. He smiled and pulled her back down to his body.
"Let's get this party going." He said rolling over onto her. Faith giggled softly as he kissed her along her collarbone. "I love you."
"I love you too." She said softly. Bosco pushed himself against Faith, but there was nothing there. His face fell and he buried his face against her neck. He just couldn't get hard as much as he tried. Faith sighed and rubbed his back. "It's all right."
"No it's not, Faith." He growled.
"It happens to a lot of guys." She said softly.
"No to Boscorellis! Not to me!" He snapped getting out of bed.
"Bosco, where are you going?" She asked. He looked at her.
"I can't even make love to my wife when she wants to. What a good birthday present to me." Bosco growled, "I'm fucking Bob Dole." Faith smiled softly at him.
"No you aren't." She said extending her arms, "We can try again tomorrow. Just come here and hold me." Bosco looked at her and his face softened. He was so embarrassed.
"Okay." He said and got back into bed with her. Faith wrapped her arms around him and smiled, "I'm so sorry, Faith."
"It's not your fault." She said softly, "I don't mind really."
"Well I do." Bosco said. He looked up at her; "I can still make you happy." Faith giggled.
"No it's all right." She said. "I just want to lay here." Bosco nodded.
"I'm sorry again." He said. Faith smiled and kissed his head.
"Bosco, I love you with all my heart and this doesn't upset me. We'll try again tomorrow, but don't worry about it. If it happens again tomorrow then we'll make a doctor's appointment. Okay?" Bosco sighed deeply but nodded.
"Okay." He said, "Can we go to sleep?" Faith nodded.
"Of course. Good night." She said.
"Night, Baby." He mumbled. Faith sighed as he fell asleep. God, this was so god damn frustrating. She wanted to be supportive with him so she couldn't be freaking out that he couldn't get it up, but still. She was just sexually frustrated.
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