There. Here's the next chapter. Thanks so much for giving me such great reviews, although most of you guys seemed like you didn't appreciate the cliffhanger I gave you.
Well you'd better get used to it, 'cause I'm gonna' do it a lot more then you think hahahaHAHAHAHBWAHAHAAHAH.

Cough cough…all right, on with the story…


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Faith bit her bottom lip nervously, watching as Doherty and some other firefighters filed into the business building.

"Where are you Bosco?" she asked aloud, glancing up towards the higher part of the building, where the smoke was seeping from.

Yokas took a momentary look over at the huge trampoline the firemen had set up, for fear that there were any jumpers, seeing as the fire was on the upper-part of the building.

Impatient, and wanting to see if there had been any sign of Bosco, Yokas ran over to Taylor, "Have they found anything?" she asked.

Taylor finished snapping her coat, "Nope, I'm goin' in though." And with that, she turned and jogged into the building.

The paramedics arrived at that moment, Kim Zambrano hopped from the driver's seat and, spotting Yokas, walked over to her. She sighed, "Bosco still in there?"

Yokas nodded, "Yeah," she sighed in a mixture of annoyance and worry, "why does he always have to be a hero?"

There was a loud crash, Yokas and Zambrano stared up at the building, watching as a huge, oak desk fell from the smoke, glass exploding all around it.

They winced as the desk narrowly missed the trampoline, and smashed against the concrete, scattering splinters everywhere.

"And that'd be Bosco," Yokas commented, then looked over at Kim and noticed a small line of blood making it's way down her face. "you all right?" she asked.

Kim didn't have time to answer, just then another gun blast was heard.

Yokas gasped as she watched two people fall from the window the desk had plummeted from, "Oh my God, BOSCO!"

The only thing she thought as the two men tumbled towards the earth was, 'don't miss the tramp like the desk did, oh god, don't miss the tramp.'

Bosco and the man landed on the trampoline.

Barely.

"Thank God." Yokas breathed, letting out the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.

After a moment of shocked silence, the paramedics got out of there stunned phase and rushed over to assist the injured party.

Yokas immediately tried to join them, but Doc pressed a hand on her shoulder, "Stay back Faith, we need room."

She seemed to consider his request (although he thought of it more as a 'statement'), then nodded and took a step back.

Doc, jumping onto the tramp and sliding over to Bosco and the man, took a sharp intake of breath as he saw what bad shape the men were in, but quickly took over the situation.

After they had gotten the men onto the ground, they immediately set to work.

Yokas, itching with curiosity and concern for her partner, walked closer to the paramedics and gasped, "Oh Bosco…" They had already shed him of his coat and shirt, and his face was covered in blood (most likely from that damn dog she thought sourly), he was literally in something like a 'shell' of smoke, and blood was seeping from under him.
"Okay guys, on my count, flip him onto his side, we need to check his back." Doc ordered.

Once they had turned him to his side, they wiped down his back and initially found the bullet hole in the mess of blood.

Doc pressed a bandage on the wound, "Come on, let's get him on the bus!"

A stretcher appeared immediately, and once Bosco was in the ambulance, they were gone.

Yokas quickly ran to the patrol car and followed.

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Bosco had woken himself up by coughing. In fact, he was still coughing. He was coughing so hard, he wondered if he might have lost a lung.

He didn't want to wake up, he didn't want to open his eyes, and the only reason they DID open was because some a-hole pulled them open and stuck a flashlight into them.

"Bosco? Hey can you hear me?" someone asked him.

He grunted, well actually it didn't really come out as a grunt, it was much more like a raspy, "Uh."

"Don't try to talk, your throat's pretty bad." Bosco looked over at his side and saw some unknown doctor standing next to him, looking over a chart.

Ignoring the doctor's orders, Bosco said in a hoarse tone, "If you didn't want me to talk, why'd you ask a question?"

The doctor smiled, "Just to see if you were awake."

Bosco began coughing again, severely.

The doctor, with a shake of his head, carefully put an oxygen mask over Bosco's mouth. "Keep that on Mr. Boscorelli."

He was too busy coughing to really hear him.

Yokas, who had gotten a soda, heard coughing from inside the room so she slowly opened the door. She smiled, "Hey Bos. You're awake."

Bosco looked over at her and took a shuddering breath to stop the coughs, "Yeah, I think so."

The Doctor looked over at her, "Back again?"

"Of course." she said, sitting down in a chair she had already pulled up next to Bosco's bed earlier.

"Right then." The doctor commented, looking down at the chart he was holding, "Well Mr. Boscorelli, you seem to have had a rather rough day."

Yokas chuckled softly. Bosco glared at her then turned back to the doctor, "You could say that.

"Well, we stitched up your hand along with the back of your head, they're both looking well." He adjusted his glasses, "Now, on with your back." he looked over at Bosco, "You remember what happened to your back?"

Bosco grunted, "How can you forget when someone shoots you?"

The doctor shrugged, "You'd be surprised. Now, you had a considerably immaculate hole, it was no real trouble to get the bullet out yesterday--"

"Yesterday? I've been here for two days?" Bosco asked in his rough smoke-covered voice.

Doctor nodded, "Yes, now we think you can go home in two weeks or so, as long as you keep that oxygen mask on to liberate you of the smoke that's gathered up in your throat and chest."

Bosco nodded, "All right. But how long 'till I'm back on the job?"

Yokas and the doctor laughed, Yokas shook her head, "You're amazing Bosco."

"I know." he said with a smirk, then turned back to the doctor, "Now, how long?"

The doctor attached the clipboard to the end of Bosco's hospital bed, "It'll be a while Mr. Boscorelli. Why don't you ask me that again in a month?"

"A month?!" He asked, outraged.

Yokas frowned, "Y'know Bosco, no one MADE you go in that building--"

"Yeah but if I didn't that guy woulda' died--" he stopped talking, then looked over at the doctor, "How IS that guy anyway?"

"The man that was brought in with you?" The doctor looked off into the distance, "Oh yes, he's doing rather well for someone who got shot numerous times while breathing smoke."

"Good." He turned back to Yokas, "You see? Who else woulda' saved the guy? By the time the firemen got there, the guy with the gun woulda' shot him." Bosco looked surprised with himself as he sheepishly asked, "By the way, did you catch the guy who shot me?"

Yokas nodded, "Yeah, he's rottin' in a cell down at the precinct."

Bosco sighed, "Good."

The doctor cleared his throat, "I think that that's enough talk for today Mr. Boscorelli, Ms. Yokas. He needs some sleep."

"I'm fine." he argued.

"No. You're not." The doctor said, then looked over at Yokas, "Come along, why don't I show you where the vending machine is?"

Yokas took that as a polite was of saying 'get out now, hurry it up'. She nodded and stood up, looking down at Bosco she said, "I'm going to go home and see Fred and the kids. I'll see you tomorrow?"

"It doesn't seem like I'm going anywhere." he told her, glaring at the doctor, who just sighed.

Yokas smiled, "All right."

The two left, leaving Bosco to stew in his own thoughts for a while. But he was quickly taken by sleep.


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Oy, you guys sure seemed like you wanted another chapter up, so I made this real quick like.
This chapter didn't really do anything except get poor lil' Bosco in the hospital after his horrible day, oh well. I hope you liked it anyway.

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But guess what? In the next chapter we get some action goin', and real exciting stuff'll happen.

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