What Can You Lose 4
"Excuse us, Officers, would you like us to come back later?" When Jimmy, DK, and Walsh managed to get the elevator doors open they were greeted by the sight of Officers Mitchell and Boscorelli partially dressed and asleep in each other's arms. The elevator was still between floors, but not high enough that there would be a problem getting out.
Both Faith and Bosco started to sit up at the same time causing Faith's head to knock forcefully into Bosco's chin. "Ouch! Dammit Doherty!" Realizing he was yelling at the fire fighter for interrupting his time with Faith instead of the length of time it took them to get there he hastily added "What the hell took you guys so long?"
"Oh, Bos, I'm so sorry." Faith starts to touch his chin but stops her hand before it reaches it's destination. She hears the snickers of the three firefighters and realizes how the scene appears to them. "Get me outta here, Jimmy." Faith sits on the edge of the elevator and Jimmy lifts her down.
"Nice top, Faith." Jimmy gives her the grin that had launched a hundred one night stands. He holds her waist just a second longer than Bosco can stand.
"Doherty, get your hands off her or we're gonna have a situation." Bosco jumps down from the elevator and hands Faith her uniform shirt and vest. "And you two, don't you have a fire truck to polish or somethin'?"
"You're welcome." Walsh says before he and DK quickly go to spread the tale to the rest of the squad.
"Thanks for getting us outta there." Faith smiles up at the firefighter while putting on her vest.
"Lieu sent us down here since you were only a couple of blocks away from the accidents we're working. I gotta get back over there." Jimmy gives Bosco at manly tap on the chest with his fist, smiles again at Faith, and then turns to leave. "Hey, Faith, I'll call you." He calls over his shoulder as he heads down the stairs.
Bosco watches the firefighter disappear into the stairwell, then hands Faith her gun belt. He looks up to see her smiling slightly. Oh, hell no he thinks. "You wouldn't go out with that bucket fairy would you?" Bosco puts on his shirt and concentrates on the buttons so that she won't see his face when she answers.
"I don't know, Bos. He's cute. He's single. Why not? It's not like I've got guys beating down my door. We could probably have some fun." Faith concentrates on fastening her gun belt so that she doesn't have to look at Bosco.
No, no, no, hell no. "You're friends with Kim. You know what he's like. You deserve better than that." I could be better than that.
Faith smirks and looks up to meet Bosco's gaze. "Yeah, Kim's told me what he's 'like.'" Take that, Boscorelli. I listened about all your conquests, now it's my turn.
Bosco rolls his eyes as his face turns red. "He'd just use you for sex. He's â€" he's -" like me when it comes to women. "He wouldn't â€"" Bosco sputters and stutters unable to finish his sentence.
"Don't you remember what I said last night? I've been out on 3 dates in 2 years. I could use a little sex myself." What's he getting so upset about? It's not like he's interested â€" is he? "What time is it?"
"Quarter till 11. There's just enough time for us to drive back to the station before the end of the shift." Bosco feels like his heart is being wrung out like a dishrag. "You want to get something to eat before we head home?"
"Yeah, I'm starving." Faith feels grubby from being in the sweaty elevator. "On second thought, I'd really like to head home for a shower."
"We could get take out and go to your place." Bosco suggests. If sex is what she wants he starts to think then dismisses the idea. If I made a move she'd shoot me down and then it'd be weird working together.
"Sounds good, let's go." Bosco has never had a problem with casual sex before. Maybe â€" no, if I came on to him, he'd just laugh at me and then it'd be weird working together.
They drove back to the precinct house in silence and headed for the locker room. They didn't speak again until they were sitting in Bosco's car. "What are you hungry for?" If she says Italian, I'll jump her right here in front of the station house.
"I don't know. We had Chinese last time. I'm not in the mood for a pizza. How about some burgers?" Faith was so tempted to say Italian, but changed her mind at the last second. That would have been a little too obvious.
Damn, burgers, he thinks as he starts the car and pulls out of his parking space. "Any place in particular?"
"There's a new Italian sandwich shop over on 9th that I've heard is pretty good." The little devil on Faith's shoulder threw the angel out of the car before they'd gone a block.
Bosco clears his throat and squirms in his seat. "Ok, I'll head over there." I thought you said you'd jump her if she said Italian Bosco's little devil taunts. Shut up. Chicken.
"They've got chicken sandwiches there too." Bosco snaps his eyes to Faith briefly wondering if she's developed a talent for mind reading.
They get their food and head over to Faith's apartment. "You want to eat first or shower first?"
"That's a tough choice. I don't know what I need more at this point â€" a shower or food." Or you.
"I know I'm hungry." Bosco's hand brushes Faith's as he takes the bag of food from her and feels an electric shock run up his arm. It's not food I need though.
There gazes lock. "Me too. Let's eat first." They eat in silence, stealing glances at one another. "I'm ready for that shower now. You want to take one too?" Faith says then blushes. "I mean, do you want to take a shower here before or after I take one." Real smooth, you sound like a blithering idiot.
Bosco starts to say he's going home when the phone rings. Faith answers it more to avoid where her conversation with Bosco is going than any real desire to talk to whoever's on the other end of the line. "Hello. Jimmy? Jimmy who? Oh, sorry. No I already ate. No I'm kinda tired so maybe we can get a drink another time. Tomorrow after work?" Faith feels her heart flop over. She really doesn't want to meet Jimmy for a drink ever. She'd rather spend time with Bosco. She glances over at him to see he's staring at her intently, hanging on every word of her conversation. He's cute. I'm lonely. Bosco's not interested. "Yeah, Jimmy, I'll meet you out in front of the station around 11:30 if there's not a fire or something." Faith laughs nervously. She says goodbye and hangs up the phone.
Faith turns to meet Bosco's gaze. The tension between them is almost like a physical presence in the room.
What can you lose? Only the blues. Why keep concealing Everything you're feeling? Say it to her. What can you lose?
"So you're meeting him tomorrow?"
Maybe it shows. She's had clues, Which she chose to ignore. Maybe though she knows, And just wants to go on as before. As a friend nothing more. So she closes the door.
"Yeah, tomorrow after work. I'm gonna take a shower. Are you gonna still be here?"
Well if she does, Those are the dues. Once the words are spoken, Something may be broken. Still you love her. What can you lose?
"Yeah, sure. That nap we took is gonna make it hard for me to sleep tonight. We could watch another movie."
Faith nods and breaks the trance they were trapped in by walking to the bathroom and closing the door. She leans against the door for a moment before removing her clothes and getting under the falling water.
Bosco stands outside the door wondering if he should leave anyway. I could leave her a note saying ma had an emergency or something. Or I could go in there and take a chance.
But what if she knows? At least now you have part of her. What if she had to choose?
Faith closes her eyes and leans wearily against the wall. Maybe I should call Jimmy back and tell him something came up. I'm just not the "one night stand" type. Faith feels a slight breeze and opens her eyes. The curtain is still closed. It's your imagination.
"Faith?"
"Bos?"
They both reach for the curtain, then for each other as the water falls around them.
The End
"Excuse us, Officers, would you like us to come back later?" When Jimmy, DK, and Walsh managed to get the elevator doors open they were greeted by the sight of Officers Mitchell and Boscorelli partially dressed and asleep in each other's arms. The elevator was still between floors, but not high enough that there would be a problem getting out.
Both Faith and Bosco started to sit up at the same time causing Faith's head to knock forcefully into Bosco's chin. "Ouch! Dammit Doherty!" Realizing he was yelling at the fire fighter for interrupting his time with Faith instead of the length of time it took them to get there he hastily added "What the hell took you guys so long?"
"Oh, Bos, I'm so sorry." Faith starts to touch his chin but stops her hand before it reaches it's destination. She hears the snickers of the three firefighters and realizes how the scene appears to them. "Get me outta here, Jimmy." Faith sits on the edge of the elevator and Jimmy lifts her down.
"Nice top, Faith." Jimmy gives her the grin that had launched a hundred one night stands. He holds her waist just a second longer than Bosco can stand.
"Doherty, get your hands off her or we're gonna have a situation." Bosco jumps down from the elevator and hands Faith her uniform shirt and vest. "And you two, don't you have a fire truck to polish or somethin'?"
"You're welcome." Walsh says before he and DK quickly go to spread the tale to the rest of the squad.
"Thanks for getting us outta there." Faith smiles up at the firefighter while putting on her vest.
"Lieu sent us down here since you were only a couple of blocks away from the accidents we're working. I gotta get back over there." Jimmy gives Bosco at manly tap on the chest with his fist, smiles again at Faith, and then turns to leave. "Hey, Faith, I'll call you." He calls over his shoulder as he heads down the stairs.
Bosco watches the firefighter disappear into the stairwell, then hands Faith her gun belt. He looks up to see her smiling slightly. Oh, hell no he thinks. "You wouldn't go out with that bucket fairy would you?" Bosco puts on his shirt and concentrates on the buttons so that she won't see his face when she answers.
"I don't know, Bos. He's cute. He's single. Why not? It's not like I've got guys beating down my door. We could probably have some fun." Faith concentrates on fastening her gun belt so that she doesn't have to look at Bosco.
No, no, no, hell no. "You're friends with Kim. You know what he's like. You deserve better than that." I could be better than that.
Faith smirks and looks up to meet Bosco's gaze. "Yeah, Kim's told me what he's 'like.'" Take that, Boscorelli. I listened about all your conquests, now it's my turn.
Bosco rolls his eyes as his face turns red. "He'd just use you for sex. He's â€" he's -" like me when it comes to women. "He wouldn't â€"" Bosco sputters and stutters unable to finish his sentence.
"Don't you remember what I said last night? I've been out on 3 dates in 2 years. I could use a little sex myself." What's he getting so upset about? It's not like he's interested â€" is he? "What time is it?"
"Quarter till 11. There's just enough time for us to drive back to the station before the end of the shift." Bosco feels like his heart is being wrung out like a dishrag. "You want to get something to eat before we head home?"
"Yeah, I'm starving." Faith feels grubby from being in the sweaty elevator. "On second thought, I'd really like to head home for a shower."
"We could get take out and go to your place." Bosco suggests. If sex is what she wants he starts to think then dismisses the idea. If I made a move she'd shoot me down and then it'd be weird working together.
"Sounds good, let's go." Bosco has never had a problem with casual sex before. Maybe â€" no, if I came on to him, he'd just laugh at me and then it'd be weird working together.
They drove back to the precinct house in silence and headed for the locker room. They didn't speak again until they were sitting in Bosco's car. "What are you hungry for?" If she says Italian, I'll jump her right here in front of the station house.
"I don't know. We had Chinese last time. I'm not in the mood for a pizza. How about some burgers?" Faith was so tempted to say Italian, but changed her mind at the last second. That would have been a little too obvious.
Damn, burgers, he thinks as he starts the car and pulls out of his parking space. "Any place in particular?"
"There's a new Italian sandwich shop over on 9th that I've heard is pretty good." The little devil on Faith's shoulder threw the angel out of the car before they'd gone a block.
Bosco clears his throat and squirms in his seat. "Ok, I'll head over there." I thought you said you'd jump her if she said Italian Bosco's little devil taunts. Shut up. Chicken.
"They've got chicken sandwiches there too." Bosco snaps his eyes to Faith briefly wondering if she's developed a talent for mind reading.
They get their food and head over to Faith's apartment. "You want to eat first or shower first?"
"That's a tough choice. I don't know what I need more at this point â€" a shower or food." Or you.
"I know I'm hungry." Bosco's hand brushes Faith's as he takes the bag of food from her and feels an electric shock run up his arm. It's not food I need though.
There gazes lock. "Me too. Let's eat first." They eat in silence, stealing glances at one another. "I'm ready for that shower now. You want to take one too?" Faith says then blushes. "I mean, do you want to take a shower here before or after I take one." Real smooth, you sound like a blithering idiot.
Bosco starts to say he's going home when the phone rings. Faith answers it more to avoid where her conversation with Bosco is going than any real desire to talk to whoever's on the other end of the line. "Hello. Jimmy? Jimmy who? Oh, sorry. No I already ate. No I'm kinda tired so maybe we can get a drink another time. Tomorrow after work?" Faith feels her heart flop over. She really doesn't want to meet Jimmy for a drink ever. She'd rather spend time with Bosco. She glances over at him to see he's staring at her intently, hanging on every word of her conversation. He's cute. I'm lonely. Bosco's not interested. "Yeah, Jimmy, I'll meet you out in front of the station around 11:30 if there's not a fire or something." Faith laughs nervously. She says goodbye and hangs up the phone.
Faith turns to meet Bosco's gaze. The tension between them is almost like a physical presence in the room.
What can you lose? Only the blues. Why keep concealing Everything you're feeling? Say it to her. What can you lose?
"So you're meeting him tomorrow?"
Maybe it shows. She's had clues, Which she chose to ignore. Maybe though she knows, And just wants to go on as before. As a friend nothing more. So she closes the door.
"Yeah, tomorrow after work. I'm gonna take a shower. Are you gonna still be here?"
Well if she does, Those are the dues. Once the words are spoken, Something may be broken. Still you love her. What can you lose?
"Yeah, sure. That nap we took is gonna make it hard for me to sleep tonight. We could watch another movie."
Faith nods and breaks the trance they were trapped in by walking to the bathroom and closing the door. She leans against the door for a moment before removing her clothes and getting under the falling water.
Bosco stands outside the door wondering if he should leave anyway. I could leave her a note saying ma had an emergency or something. Or I could go in there and take a chance.
But what if she knows? At least now you have part of her. What if she had to choose?
Faith closes her eyes and leans wearily against the wall. Maybe I should call Jimmy back and tell him something came up. I'm just not the "one night stand" type. Faith feels a slight breeze and opens her eyes. The curtain is still closed. It's your imagination.
"Faith?"
"Bos?"
They both reach for the curtain, then for each other as the water falls around them.
The End