Faith stopped in front of Bosco's apartment. Dusk was becoming night. "Good game today Bosco." She said.

"Yeah same too." He opened the door to get out of her 2000 Black Ford F-250.

"Hey before you go Bosco." She said. "Remember how said that if Tori ever told me something that she didn't want you to know, that I should tell you?"

Bosco stopped. He had one foot out the car door or ready. He peered right at her. "yeah..?"

"Well there's something you need to know."

Bosco brought his foot back into the car. "Okay."

"It's not bad or anything I just think you should know." Faith said. "What is it Faith tell me, I aint got all day." He said and he put the palms of his hands out in an annoyed gesture.

"Tori thinks that now, since you are going back to work and all. That you won't want her around anymore that you." She paused and took in a deep breath. "Well that you won't need her. She's afraid you're going to ditch her."

"That's crazy. Where on earth did she get that idea? When I said I wasn't go to turn my back on her. I meant it."

"I told her that, but I think she's still gun shy about it." Faith ran her index finger

"I'll talk to her tonight. Let her know I said what I meant and I meant what I said, Bosco is faithful 110%."

Faith looked at Bosco confused. "What."

"It's a line. From Horton Hears a Who, Dr. Seuss wrote it. You know he writes all those weird children's books. Including How The Grinch who Stole Christmas. Horton had this line. I said what I meant and I meant what I said an Elephants faithful 110%"

"Yes I'm well aware of who Dr. Seuss is and Horton Hears a who, just never imagined you quoting a line from it that's all?"

Bosco looked at Faith. "Thanks for telling me Faith."

She nodded. "No problem."

Back at the 55 house Tori sat in the chair watching TV when the radio once again crackled. Engine 55 Ladder 100, Ambulance Body 55-2 Ambulance Charlie 55-3 report of a 10-75 at 95 and King. Reports of people trapped.

Doc stood up. "Well that would be me." He said. "Just stay here, we'll be back soon. If anyone asks what you're doing here just tell them about the softball game and that I said for you to hang here till we get back. Make your self at home."

Tori smiled. "Alright. Be safe."

"Oh I always am. " He said as he walked away. "Neito lets go!"

Are they always this busy? Heck Engine 55 wasn't even back from the dumpster fire before getting called out to this one. "And I always thought firemen just sat around all day watching TV." She said to herself.

Two hours passed when Tori realized that they would be out there most of the night. She picked up the phone and called her brother to come get her. She left a message on they dry erase board.

Went home, you all took way to long. Give me a rain check, See you all real soon. Don't be hatin'

She studied the memo. "It will do." She mumbled to her self. She gathered what stuff she had with her and made her way down the stairs just as her brother was pulling up.

"How's my little all star pitcher doing?" He asked.

She rubbed her arm. "Do we have a whirl pool back at the house?"

Bosco laughed. "No, what do I look like President of the Yankee's?"

"I don't know. Never seen the guy."

They drove off, Tori watched as the sun set behind the George Washington bridge.

"So I was talking to Faith on the way home." Silence. "She said that you said, that know that I'm better that I wouldn't want you around anymore.

Tori didn't say anything.

"That's not true. I told you I was never going to turn my back on you. That I'd always be there for you. I don't plan on taking it back either."

Tori slowly looked over at him. Opened her lips to say something but nothing came out. She just looked at him.

"You don't believe me do you?" He pulled the car into a parking lot and turned the engine off. "I'm not going to be like all the other men in your life Hun. I'm not going to be like Dad and I won't be like your ex boy friends. I'm not going to do anything that would hurt you."

She looked down at the floor. Without looking up she said. "I know you're not like Dad or Sean. I just." She looked over at him. "I just figured that with you going back to work and all that you wouldn't have time to deal with me. Or wouldn't want to."

"Just because I'm going back to work and all doesn't mean I won't try and find time for you. You really think I'm like that?"

Tori shook her head no.

"Good, so get those stupid ideas out of your head, or you're gonna sleep in the bathtub."

Tori laughed. "What am I a Golden Retriever? Next you're gonna tell me I can't have anymore Scooby snacks."

"If you keep it up I just may have to do that." He said as he turned the car back on.

Tori pouted and stomped her foot to the floor of the car. "But I like my Scooby snacks!" She said in a whiny voice. She looked over at him. "scooooooooooby Scooby doooooo!"

Bosco shook his head and in his best Hank Hill voice said. "That girl aint right. I tell you what."

Engine 55 was cleaning up the scene, a fire at a local high school's field house. A few of the guys where in there practicing when the blaze broke out. They never made it out. Six lives were lost that night. Including one from Engine 32. During the salvage and overhaul Jimmy Doherty came upon a manila envelope. He opened it.

Paul Revere rode into town And said the British were coming Tonight was the beginning of the end, For the Apocalypse is upon us.

Don't pull back the Curtain, The Man Behind the Curtain.

"Uhm Captain I think you should see this." Jimmy yelled. He didn't know what it meant but he knew that after tonight, after one of their own died, that it wasn't joking matter.

The Captain read through it. He placed his index finger on his lips. "I don't know what this means." He said. "But I don't like it, I'm going to hand this over to Arson, maybe they can do something with it."

Jimmy watched as the Captain walked off. "Son of a bitch!" He said throwing his helmet down.

Tori walked into the living room drying her hair. She looked over at her brother and saw a glum look on his face. "What's wrong with you?" She asked.

He looked over at her. "The 32 house lost a guy tonight. In that Fire that engine 55 went too."

Tori brought her towel down and held it in front of her. "Anyone from the 55 house hurt?"

"No I don't think so." He looked over at the TV.

Tori listened as a reporter gave details of the fire. "God that sucks, Maurice. Did you know him?"

"No." His words trailed off.

Tori looked over at the TV then at her brother. She sat down in a blue chair, in shock.

Morning came and Tori got up. She watched her brother mope around. Today was his first day back at work, he was suppose to be happy, excited. But not today. She watched him put on the finishing touches to his uniform. "Lookin' hot there." She winked.

Bosco shrugged. "Ah I guess."

Tori pulled him into a headlock and gave him a noogie. "C'mon bro. Cheer up. Isn't this what we have been waiting for?"

He pulled out. Then looked at him self in the mirror. "Yeah we have. Haven't we."

Tori smiled. "See now you go get them."

He gave her a quick hug. "I'll see you tonight. Alright."

She saluted. "Yes sir!"

"So was Bosco pissed last night that his sister out pitched him?" Sully asked Faith.

"No Bosco was not pissed his own sister beat him last night. " Bosco said as he walked through the door.

Davis gave him a quick high five. "Great to have you back."

"Glad to be back." He said.

"Yeah and so am I, you better wait a long time Bos before you run off and got shot again. I'm done playing rookie babysitter." Faith told him while fixing her hair into a pony tail and placing her cap on.

"I've missed you. I missed you ever so caring heart towards people." Davis told him sarcastically.

Bosco looked at him. "What are you saying I don't care? I do care, I just have a funny way of showing it that's all." Bosco closed his locker door, and buckled his gun belt around his waist. He looked in the mirror and smiled. Before placing his duty cap on he put a picture of him in and Tori in the inside.

"Yeah I'll say you have a funny way of showing it." Faith said as they all walked out of the locker room and into roll call.

Tori walked up to a building. All that remained as a charred skeleton. There was a smell of musty, sot and water. Blowing around in a light afternoon breeze. Tori walked up to the yellow fire line tape. A small memorial for victims was already growing. Teddy bears, flowers, candles, drawings that children and made. Tori added some more flowers to the memorial. She didn't know anyone that died in the fire. But the firefighter who died last night, could have just as easily been anyone from the 55 house. She stood there and watched as detective sifted through piles of burned evidence. A man approached her. He was short about 5'7" and stocky. He had thinning black hair, and a major comb over. He had a black handle bar mustache, that looked like Little' Vinny on the pizza boxes. If you were to put a chefs hat on him he could probably sell pizza with that look. Just by looking at him she could read everything about him. He flashed a badge to her and placed in back in his hand. She could see black hair on his stubby knuckles that were part of his short stubby fingers.

"Miss I'm investigator Spencer. I'd like to ask ya some questions." He said with a thick New York accent.

Tori paused and studied him. "Wait let me guess." She said. "You're about 35-40 years old. By the looks of it you're not married. Never have been and don't have any children." She studied him some more. "By the look of your rags you're wearing. You have a girlfriend. But you two aren't serious. Lived in New York all of your life. I'm guessing Hells Kitchen. From the look of that stain on your tie. You had a double stuffed burrito for lunch." She put a finger on her chin and looked up. Then pointed at him with the same finger. "Hmmmm from Loco Taco on 81st and Washington." She exhaled. "Oh yeah and you a high school drop out."

The short and stocky man stood and stared at Tori "How did you."

"I'm just that damn good." She nodded. "Call it women's intuition. So what kinda questions did you want to ask me?"

He wiped some sweat of his brow. "Did you know anyone who died in last nights fire? I notice that you placed some flowers over there."

"Nope didn't know anyone." She said. She watched as he scribbled some notes down on an old dingy note pad.

"Then what brought you here?" He asked her. He had a serious look in his eyes.

"Morbid curiosity?" She answered his question with a question. That was one thing her brother had taught her. That when someone of authority asks you a question and you answer it with a question, it pisses him or her off royally.

"Where were you last night at the time of the fire?" He peered at her. Like she was trying to hide something.

"Well to be exact I was the 55 house. I pitched for their softball team last night. Fire Dept vs. Police Dept." She told him.

"Oh so you're a firefighter?" He asked.

"Nope."

"A buff?"

She looked confused. "A buff?"

"A buff, a firefighter groupie of sorts."

"No not really." She could fell her self getting annoyed with him.

"I don't understand then. Why you are here that is."

"Look my brother he's a cop. You see. For the 55 and well I know some of the firefighters from the 55 house. It's across the street of the 55th prescient. I didn't play for the NYPD team because well, some people there have a stick up their ass. So I was allowed to play for the FD. My brother was the pitcher for his team and me for the FD. I spanked him He had no idea his sister had such guns." Tori said kissing her biceps. "Anyways when I heard about the fire and heard about a firefighter dying. I figured I'd come on up here and pay my respects. That guys could have been anyone of them guys for the 55 house."

He put the note pad away, and glanced at her then back at the burned remains of the nightclub. "Yeah it could have been." He walked away taking out some napkins out of his pocket. He spat on it and tried to wipe of the stain on his tie. He turned back around. "Hey take my card if you hear anything...."

Tori rolled her eyes and nodded her head back and forth. "Yeah, yeah I know the drill give you a call."

"Damn you're good at this. Maybe you should be doing my job." He said handing her a small white card.

"Nah I'm more of the 9 to 5 type of gal"

"Whatever you say."

Tori stuffed the card into her back pocket and walked away.