Title: The Race

Summary: Thoughts from Cruz, Bosco, and Faiths POV of the season finale. SPOLIERS! The Results coming soon.

Author: Nicole-snowflakeangel01-xoboshoexo

POV: 1/3- Cruz 2/3-Bosco 3/3-Faith

Spoliers: Season Finale

Rating: PG-13 for language and adult situations

This wasn't going to be pretty and I knew fully well it wasn't. Someone was going to pay and it was not going to be me. I was sick of the suffering, the suffocation of it all. If I wasn't going to come out of this alive, so be it. I unholstered my gun to my side and opened the unlocked door. Dumbass. Faith wasn't very smart now was she? Keeping the door opened, but who would have thought that stupid Cruz would see what was going on. Faith was stupid, really stupid to listen to Bosco. But oh, I forgot, she has to come to the rescue like his mother, please. That made me sick to my stomach. No-one thought I'd pick up on there whole scheme. They were too smart for me huh? Well I could tell by the look on Faith's face, when I appeared in the doorway, she was shocked as hell. She stood a few feet away from me, Noble's gun in hand. She looked damn surprised to see me. Oh Bosco was dead. "One day we are going to settle our business." I hissed at her.

"Just take it easy Sarge." Faith instructed me, her eyes glaring from my gun in my hand, to me. My blood was boiling, oh was I furious.

"You've got a smart mouth, Yokas." I said quickly cutting her off before she could say anymore. She was going to hear me, whether she wanted to or not. I stood my ground, gun aimed at the floor, my finger on the trigger, just in case she was going to try anything smart on me.

"Look, all this means is you lose a CI." Faith replied to me still gazing at my gun, her eyes narrowed. I could sense she was nervous. I smelled it like a wolf. I fed on that. Am I threatening you, Faith? Does this threaten you? I jerked my gun in my hand slightly as she looked back up to me quickly. Thought so, I thought with a faded smirk on my pouted lips.

"How'd you turn him on me, hmm?" I paused shaking my gun a bit as I walked a few feet closer to her. She stood still, staring at me fearfully. I was just waiting for her to tell me to calm down. It was too late for that. There was no way in hell I was turning back. I was going to get my way, no matter what. Someone would pay for what they did to my sister, even if they paid in blood. Faith and Bosco were just another set of people in my way. There were useless to me. "He was going to be my star," I continued.

"Well I guess he figured you all out on his own." Faith said heartedly staring at me. Give me a damn break! She thought I wasn't going to do anything drastic, I could tell. Faith just stood there, taking in my comments like candy. Well little did she know, that was all about to change,

"Oh will we both know he's not that smart." I scoffed at her. Faith's eyebrows lifted slightly. Did she really think that I had feelings towards Bosco? Ha, that amused me watching her expression twist.

"Faith?!"

Oh, here comes Bosco, to save the day. He always thought that too. Too bad he was too stupid or we both would have made a great match. He was scared to bend the rules a little bit? That's just too bad then. I took him and threw him away like used trash. He made it that way. He missed out on a lot. More then he could ever imagine. Oh well, that was just too bad.

"Mommy?" I scoffed with a small chuckle. Wow, what a freak show!

"Bosco, I'm back here!" Faith yelled to him, her expression twisted as she looked back at me, waiting, a stern serious expression coaxed her face as I grinned sweetly to her. This was fun and finally was getting interesting.

Bosco appeared to my right a few feet away eyeing me quickly. He saw my gun and then looked to Faith. Dumb ass Noble followed in his footsteps like a moron. This was amusing me, and the small smirk on my lips showed Bosco and Faith how very much I was enjoying this.

Noble must have finally realized I had a gun because he started whining about settling things out. Everyone's words were starting to become a blur. I told Noble to get out, Bosco wouldn't allow it. Oh was it time to play now? The race was on. Give me your best! I didn't want to talk; I wanted to see some action. Bosco was yelling at me, telling me we were locking Noble up and that was it. Too hell we were.

"No-one is getting locked up here!" I yelled back at him sternly, my eyes narrowed darkly over at him as I contained myself, my gun still at my side, although it shook as I motioned over to him.

Bosco continued ranting to me, maybe he was trying to compromise or maybe he was just trying to be an ass? What else is new? But then he said the one thing I know he knew would hurt me the most, would weaken me ever so slightly when nothing else would. "It won't concern you." I was dumbstruck.

"It won't concern me?" I hissed lowly repeating his last words. I hadn't realized it until now but tears were stinging my eyes. Why? I didn't know.

"That son of a bitch Beuford killed my sister!" I yelled back at him heatedly. He stared back at me almost sympathetically. Almost like he realized he had made a mistake right there in messing with me. Well that was your last chance Bos, game over.

 "Let me tell you a little bit of doing the right thing, hmm, There's a problem we fix it, anticrime nobody asks how," I yelled at the top of my lungs pausing slightly, from what I looked at Faith she was in awe, most of my attention pertained on Bosco. He was my main problem, and we were going to settle that, now. I then realized my gun was swinging around at him, from my chest, to Bosco's and then back around again. Bosco's eye followed it as I saw him gulp tensely.

 "And we don't tell them," I said almost in a whisper, "See this country has got a little system that protects the worse of us and pisses off the good and what we need are cops who are not afraid to do what it takes to get the job done," I paused once again swinging my head back over to Faith, "Now give me the damn gun so I can get back to doing my job." I warned her staring at her. She blinked in response. I noticed Bosco look over to Faith, his hand now on his gun, ready to unholster it. He glared back to me, waiting, waiting for something to happen.

My eyebrows narrowed as my temper rose quickly, "I said give me the damn gun!" I screamed again my eyes pitching from Bosco to Faith, Last warning. I knew they were up to something. My eyes said everything as I looked back over to Bosco for maybe the last time, traitor. Faith had the gun in the palm of her hand as she started to raise it towards me.

What did she think I was stupid? Of course she did! My finger held the trigger still aimed at the floor. I wasn't about to shoot first and get my ass sent to jail. Giving her a suspicious look, Bosco looked like he was going to cry out of the corner of my eye. Oh poor baby!

 Within the matter of seconds, Noble's gun was wiped around, and I was oh so lucky to be looking down the head of the gun. Faith wasn't as stupid as she looked; she knew I would shoot her if she tried to leave with the gun. This was her last chance, too bad it had to be this way. My gun rose ever so relaxed, aiming at her head. A blow to the stomach would hurt like a bitch, so would the shoulder and knee, but one simple 9mm bullet to her head, would end it all. That's what I wanted. She would be sorry for getting in my way.

Out of no where I heard Bosco's scream, "No!!!" It sounded like it was stretched, like he was begging in tears for us to lower our guns. I was in a zone now; there was no way I was backing out now and I could tell Faith wasn't going to wimp out either. The race was almost over and one of us was going to be the winner. She released the trigger and shot one time, another bullet came from my right, and then mine, all in the matter of a second. Not one more, but one second. Bosco had aimed at one of us, and it was a tough guess to figure out on whom. In another second or so the results would be in, who had reached the finish line first?

TBC: Bosco and Faiths POV.