Rating: PG-13
Summery: This is what SHOULD happen for the season premier of the 5th season!
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing from the show, but if I owned it then there be a few things changing but this is not the place to say!
Author Note: Okay I'm going to be honest, Faith isn't my favorite character, she never will be my favorite character so notheless I am very sick of seeing all Faith gets hurt for 5th season premire, I can't stand angst for her! Yes I had to get that out, I am sorry. But anyways, so I was like hmmm I think it is now my turn to take a swing at this whole thing for 5th season. I know more then likely it will be Faith or maybe all three shots for Sgt. Doofus or the other name I give her Sgt. Saddam....anyways, enjoy it if not oh well, just had to write it!
Fallen Embers
Three shots rang out in the small closed-in hotel apartment, and those three shots changed everything.
Faith could feel her adrenaline pumping, every nerve in her body making her feel like she could accomplish anything and she knew at that point in time now was the time to stand up to Cruz. As she held the gun out for Cruz to take she flipped it over the drop of the cloth falling every so heavily to the floor.
Cruz had no idea what Faith was thinking, what was going on in her mind what little plan she had, that's probably why she found herself actually shocked when Faith made the movement of giving her back the gun. As she watched Faith checking for some kind of trick she hesitantly reached for it but knew it was to good to be true for she saw Faith was turning it to point at her; use it against her. Cruz wasn't going to allow that, she put her arm out, aiming her weapon.
Bosco watched the two women; he watched every movement, any eye flicker. Hair standing up on end scared to death of making even the slightest muscle move fearing it would trigger some kind of animal instinct to wipe one another out.
When Cruz had been going off about something once more that wasn't important he saw the look across Faith's feature and prayed he just read her correctly because soon as Faith changed the holding of the gun he was holding his own up all ready. Putting his finger on the trigger as his ex-lover pointed a deadly weapon at his ex-partner.
Then it went silent and then everything went chaotic and in a blink of an eye three shots were fired. It was done, their destiny sealed.
Faith fell back at the force of the blow of a tremendous weight pushing into her. She knew this would happen. Her gut instincts screamed at her when she had made the decision to help her former partner for one last time. The only thing made her feel somewhat protected when walking into the lion's den was the Kelvar Vest strapped to her under her uniform.
She thanked to whoever decided to make even those working at the desk a requirement of the NYPD to wear a vest. But so much going through her head she realized in those few seconds that her gun hadn't gone off.
She had no time to check it to see if bullets were even in the chamber, in a way she really didn't expect that she would have to use it that another police officer would point a weapon at her.
If her gun didn't go off, who got in the last shot?
Cruz felt the gun go off in her hand but it wasn't even a second before her legs collapsed out from under her. She didn't even realize, didn't even think Boscorelli would shoot her but she had underestimated him again and didn't even think he was holding his firearm directly at her.
Her entire body tensed, jumping at the sound of another blast of another gunshot going off and for a split second Cruz feared it was herself getting shot again. Terrified that she just wasn't able to feel anything that her body had gone into complete shock. But as the everything blurred and the corner of her vision slowly growing darker by the second she saw one image, and it was of somebody falling towards the ground where she laid.
Bosco realized everything that he knew, everything he been taught just went out the window. His job, his life, his problems, his family, everything left him when he pulled the trigger. It wasn't like he cherished being an officer, feeling as though he was making a difference to people. Love, well love what 'he knew' was as of a family. But he didn't care about any of it when it was clear as day Cruz was more then willingly to kill the only true friend he knew, Faith.
It wasn't even a full second after Cruz's gun went off that his did the same thing, placing a bullet right into Cruz's body. Watching as both women fall to the floor but when they had begun to fall something caught his attention diverting him to Noble. Cruz's small body had some how hidden it, or maybe it had been concealed the whole time but there Noble was, now standing with a pistol of his own about to shoot it.
His arm had fallen to his side but once again it moved only to protect himself, it wasn't quick enough for Noble shot his weapon and the bullet ripped out of the gun and hit its target, Bosco.
Bosco stood for a second staring at the writer in disbelief, asking why he would do this. But his legs were growing weaker and as he swayed to the left, trying to gain balance his body leaned to the right tilting forward he landed with a thud on the ground.
Even though his mother and his brother flashed through his mind fearfully that he would never see them again, Bosco hoped with his last ounce of strength that Faith was okay and that she had worn her vest. With that remaining thought Bosco's eyes shut and his entire body slackened.
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Faith could feel the bile in the back of her throat. When she had painfully began to sit up, scared for her partner the pain was unbearable in her chest but it was only in the back of her mind as it kicked into gear that her partner could be hurt. She went over and over in her head asking herself why would Noble shoot her partner? 'No,' her mind screamed 'Cruz must have gotten a lucky shot!" But the tale before her was no lie, because a smile was on Noble's face, as though he had won an Olympic Gold Medal as she got up and saw him standing there.
Noble then reached down moving Cruz's body and searched for something in her pocket then he held out a small pocket of something, the light was dim enough Faith had a hard time seeing it. Then he just noticed Faith watching him intently, and the shock that had taken over Faith was now replaced but pure rage even as he pointed the same weapon that had brought down Bosco.
"You probably asking why me? The good little writer that has gone bad, why would he do such a thing?"
Then as he spoke again he turned and walked over to Bosco.
"One, your partner thought he as invincible. I saw it, how he talked, how he reacted to certain situations, taught him didn't I? Second, he shot my small meth producer," nodding to Cruz "figuring that my meth lab got trashed after that little fire incident and schizophrenic sister decided to drop in, I really hate unexpected visitors." He pointed his 9mm at Cruz then at Bosco.
Faith didn't really know what Noble was talking about, she almost wish she did. She had stayed as clear of Bosco when he had gotten attached to Sgt. Saddam. Now with this all happening she just wish she did know.
Neither one could talk because the unmistaken sound of someone waking up, and as much as she wanted it to be Bosco to hear him cuss at Noble for shooting him she knew it was to female to be him. Noble had now turned and was looking down at Cruz as she begin to wake up to the pain that her body was under after a bullet had torn through her flesh.
"Oh looky piggy waking up, sucks being on the shitty end doesn't it?"
Cruz looked around confused, disoriented of her surroundings, not remembering she been shot till she looked up at Noble.
"Noble, what the hell?"
"Noble...you sure that's my name?"
As Cruz registered what Noble had just said, trying to understand what he was saying, not wanting to believe it herself.
"No you can't be."
"Yes I certainly can be and I am."
Noble then placed his foot on the wound that was causing blood to spill out onto the carpet and pressed hard onto it with most of his weight, producing a painful scream from Cruz.
"Next time treat your prisoner with more respect Officer."
He then jerked his foot hard off her wound and then wiped the blood on his shoe off on the carpet.
"Now it's my time to exit, thanks for the little firefight show, sure entertained me."
Noble then walked out leaving the three officers in the hotel room. As soon as the lock sounded through the room as the door shut, Faith was making the painful attempt to get to her partner. Since the shot that Cruz had hit her square in the chest, it was hard to maneuver up so Faith all in all just crawled towards Bosco.
Cruz's blood and Bosco's were becoming one with each other as they meet on the carpet, soaking the floor with the blood that was not meant to be there.
Faith looked down as him as her loose hair that had fallen out of her ponytail was falling into her eyes, as she looked over at him in distress.
"God Bosco, why the hell didn't you wear your vest?" She then placed her hand into his shirt and pushed hard so to stop the bleeding, but her hands were slipping and she was sure it wasn't helping, Faith feared she was only making it worse.
Cruz's voice interrupted her thinking.
"Anti-crime, when you are in anti-crime you are shaped into not to wear one, it's."
"Oh will you SHUT UP about Anti-Crime for once," Faith snapped, her eyes with venom looking at Cruz as she spoke "there is more to life then your job." Faith broke her stare away from the Sgt. and back to Bosco's still body, which Faith then shook her head "I'm sorry, I'm mistaken....you don't have a life."
"Nice words to a wounded officer."
Faith about died, she could of. If the situation wasn't so bad she would have died of laughter.
"Officer? I wouldn't even dignify you with that, you don't deserve that badge," she then broke her gaze away from her partner back to Cruz "shooting at other cops oh yeah that look real good....Cruz its over after I tell Lt. Swersky about what you done....you can say bye bye to your Anti-Crime, your little space upstairs, you're through."
Cruz wanted nothing more than to make Faith eat those words but pain was ripping through her body and as she shut her eyes willing the pain to go away it didn't. It only got worse by the second. But when she opened them she saw Faith, that cold stare looking down on her she could only shut her eyes again to block it out, and that was the last thing the Sgt. saw before darkness took ahold of her.
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Sully looked over at his partner, Davis. He was staring out of the window of the passenger side of the police cruiser, not saying a word. He couldn't blame the kid, how do you say sorry about your ex-girlfriend that she got cut up to pieces, without sounding well insensitive? You can't, so silence is how Sully took it, till Davis asked for him to be there, and which he would be there all the way.
The radio crackled to life. They had gotten the call to assist an ambulance to one of the hotels, gunfire been heard from the top floor. He flipped on the sirens to go, and he wondered if his partner was even capable to take whatever was waiting for them.
Both them were meet by Doc and Carlos. It was obvious Kim was gone to support Alex's family after what happened earlier today. The two cops greeted the two medics. Then gave further instructions.
"We are going to make sure everything is cool then we will radio you up, okay?" Sully said looking at both of them making sure they fully understood him. He was going to make sure never again another medic got shot, especially if he had anything to do about it.
Then the two cops left Doc and Carlos as they looked up. Carlos then looked at Doc to see how he was holding up then turned his head.
"You think she's watching us now?"
Doc stared in front of him then glanced at Carlos, not fully registering what he had just said.
"What?" His voice full irritation.
"You think Alex is...in heaven or whatever?"
Carlos watched as the older medic's eyes sparked with what he thought was tears but soon he turned his head.
"I don't want to talk about it." All Carlos could do was just do what he requested and that was not to talk about it.
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55 Charlie got up to the floor that gunshots were reported on and then taking in deep breaths opened the door with the card the manager had given them and stepped in.
Sully went first, he peeked around the corner. He called Faith's name, who looked up immediately.
"Sully?"
"Is there....?"
"No its okay?"
Sully still not taking his guard down motioned for Davis to go where Faith was, while he covered him just in case.
Davis looked down. He couldn't take this. He was going to vomit, he knew it. First Alex, and now what looked like to be Bosco it was just to much and before long Davis turned and head for the sink in the penthouse's kitchen.
Sully walked over finally holstering his weapon and kneeled down.
"What happened Faith?"
"I'll tell you later just.."
He interrupted her by putting his finger up he put his head to the side and told Adamn-55-3 it was clear to come up.
"Don't worry Faith, he'll be fine."
Then everything blurred for Faith. Before long she was sitting in the hospital chair, just staring at the tile on the floor as the busy emergency room kept alive with many different kinds of activities. Bosco had been placed into ICU, he had come out of the surgery but not without his heart stopping a few times during the operation, they succeed in bringing him back each time, but not without falling into a comatose afterwards. All Faith could do at the time was thank God that it was a coma instead of death. She awaited for his mother to come out and allow her to visit just for a few minutes and when she felt the tap on her shoulder she looked up.
His mother with red circles around her eyes from crying, looked down at her.
"You can go in."
Faith nodded lightly to Angela Rose Boscorelli, which she then got up. As she walked what felt like an eternity to Bosco's room she passed one room. She stopped dead in her tracks, she couldn't believe what she saw. Black hair, jet black, loosely hanging over a bed while a white shirt covered over their face. She looked to her right then to her left. Nobody was paying notice so she stepped in and closing her eyes for a second she then reached down and lifted the sheet. She then dropped it and quickly left.
She was amazed how many people were in the ICU and how quickly she got herself turned around. When a nurse pointed Bosco's bed she could feel all the air come out of her lungs. She quietly walked over and took the chair that his mother had recently used while sitting next to him. The sound of the machine pumping in oxygen as it made the whoosh, almost disturbing, knowing if this would have been back in the later years more then likely he would be dead right now. Darwin theory, only the strong survive. But Faith soon realized her mind was going mad, because Bosco was strong and he always survived.
Faith wasn't sure how long she sat there just staring at him, willing him to just spring to life and talk to her. But she knew that wasn't going to come true so she then cleared her throat and decided to talk to him even though he couldn't answer her back.
"Damn you," She looked down at her feet once more then back "damn you for putting us into this position, and damn myself for not doing enough, for pushing you away." She then shook her head closed her eyes, she could feel tears starting to come.
"God I can't stand this, not being able to do anything but sit here and watch you die on me. Tonight was the last Bosco, I just can't do it anymore and I won't. I wish you could hear this, but I don't think I could face you then, not anymore." Faith then felt one single tear roll down her cheek. "I quit."
She then got up grabbed Bosco's hand and squeezed it hard.
"Get better soon."
Then with that said, she turned and walked out of Angel of Mercy, leaving Bosco and her job behind her.
TBC....
Summery: This is what SHOULD happen for the season premier of the 5th season!
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing from the show, but if I owned it then there be a few things changing but this is not the place to say!
Author Note: Okay I'm going to be honest, Faith isn't my favorite character, she never will be my favorite character so notheless I am very sick of seeing all Faith gets hurt for 5th season premire, I can't stand angst for her! Yes I had to get that out, I am sorry. But anyways, so I was like hmmm I think it is now my turn to take a swing at this whole thing for 5th season. I know more then likely it will be Faith or maybe all three shots for Sgt. Doofus or the other name I give her Sgt. Saddam....anyways, enjoy it if not oh well, just had to write it!
Fallen Embers
Three shots rang out in the small closed-in hotel apartment, and those three shots changed everything.
Faith could feel her adrenaline pumping, every nerve in her body making her feel like she could accomplish anything and she knew at that point in time now was the time to stand up to Cruz. As she held the gun out for Cruz to take she flipped it over the drop of the cloth falling every so heavily to the floor.
Cruz had no idea what Faith was thinking, what was going on in her mind what little plan she had, that's probably why she found herself actually shocked when Faith made the movement of giving her back the gun. As she watched Faith checking for some kind of trick she hesitantly reached for it but knew it was to good to be true for she saw Faith was turning it to point at her; use it against her. Cruz wasn't going to allow that, she put her arm out, aiming her weapon.
Bosco watched the two women; he watched every movement, any eye flicker. Hair standing up on end scared to death of making even the slightest muscle move fearing it would trigger some kind of animal instinct to wipe one another out.
When Cruz had been going off about something once more that wasn't important he saw the look across Faith's feature and prayed he just read her correctly because soon as Faith changed the holding of the gun he was holding his own up all ready. Putting his finger on the trigger as his ex-lover pointed a deadly weapon at his ex-partner.
Then it went silent and then everything went chaotic and in a blink of an eye three shots were fired. It was done, their destiny sealed.
Faith fell back at the force of the blow of a tremendous weight pushing into her. She knew this would happen. Her gut instincts screamed at her when she had made the decision to help her former partner for one last time. The only thing made her feel somewhat protected when walking into the lion's den was the Kelvar Vest strapped to her under her uniform.
She thanked to whoever decided to make even those working at the desk a requirement of the NYPD to wear a vest. But so much going through her head she realized in those few seconds that her gun hadn't gone off.
She had no time to check it to see if bullets were even in the chamber, in a way she really didn't expect that she would have to use it that another police officer would point a weapon at her.
If her gun didn't go off, who got in the last shot?
Cruz felt the gun go off in her hand but it wasn't even a second before her legs collapsed out from under her. She didn't even realize, didn't even think Boscorelli would shoot her but she had underestimated him again and didn't even think he was holding his firearm directly at her.
Her entire body tensed, jumping at the sound of another blast of another gunshot going off and for a split second Cruz feared it was herself getting shot again. Terrified that she just wasn't able to feel anything that her body had gone into complete shock. But as the everything blurred and the corner of her vision slowly growing darker by the second she saw one image, and it was of somebody falling towards the ground where she laid.
Bosco realized everything that he knew, everything he been taught just went out the window. His job, his life, his problems, his family, everything left him when he pulled the trigger. It wasn't like he cherished being an officer, feeling as though he was making a difference to people. Love, well love what 'he knew' was as of a family. But he didn't care about any of it when it was clear as day Cruz was more then willingly to kill the only true friend he knew, Faith.
It wasn't even a full second after Cruz's gun went off that his did the same thing, placing a bullet right into Cruz's body. Watching as both women fall to the floor but when they had begun to fall something caught his attention diverting him to Noble. Cruz's small body had some how hidden it, or maybe it had been concealed the whole time but there Noble was, now standing with a pistol of his own about to shoot it.
His arm had fallen to his side but once again it moved only to protect himself, it wasn't quick enough for Noble shot his weapon and the bullet ripped out of the gun and hit its target, Bosco.
Bosco stood for a second staring at the writer in disbelief, asking why he would do this. But his legs were growing weaker and as he swayed to the left, trying to gain balance his body leaned to the right tilting forward he landed with a thud on the ground.
Even though his mother and his brother flashed through his mind fearfully that he would never see them again, Bosco hoped with his last ounce of strength that Faith was okay and that she had worn her vest. With that remaining thought Bosco's eyes shut and his entire body slackened.
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Faith could feel the bile in the back of her throat. When she had painfully began to sit up, scared for her partner the pain was unbearable in her chest but it was only in the back of her mind as it kicked into gear that her partner could be hurt. She went over and over in her head asking herself why would Noble shoot her partner? 'No,' her mind screamed 'Cruz must have gotten a lucky shot!" But the tale before her was no lie, because a smile was on Noble's face, as though he had won an Olympic Gold Medal as she got up and saw him standing there.
Noble then reached down moving Cruz's body and searched for something in her pocket then he held out a small pocket of something, the light was dim enough Faith had a hard time seeing it. Then he just noticed Faith watching him intently, and the shock that had taken over Faith was now replaced but pure rage even as he pointed the same weapon that had brought down Bosco.
"You probably asking why me? The good little writer that has gone bad, why would he do such a thing?"
Then as he spoke again he turned and walked over to Bosco.
"One, your partner thought he as invincible. I saw it, how he talked, how he reacted to certain situations, taught him didn't I? Second, he shot my small meth producer," nodding to Cruz "figuring that my meth lab got trashed after that little fire incident and schizophrenic sister decided to drop in, I really hate unexpected visitors." He pointed his 9mm at Cruz then at Bosco.
Faith didn't really know what Noble was talking about, she almost wish she did. She had stayed as clear of Bosco when he had gotten attached to Sgt. Saddam. Now with this all happening she just wish she did know.
Neither one could talk because the unmistaken sound of someone waking up, and as much as she wanted it to be Bosco to hear him cuss at Noble for shooting him she knew it was to female to be him. Noble had now turned and was looking down at Cruz as she begin to wake up to the pain that her body was under after a bullet had torn through her flesh.
"Oh looky piggy waking up, sucks being on the shitty end doesn't it?"
Cruz looked around confused, disoriented of her surroundings, not remembering she been shot till she looked up at Noble.
"Noble, what the hell?"
"Noble...you sure that's my name?"
As Cruz registered what Noble had just said, trying to understand what he was saying, not wanting to believe it herself.
"No you can't be."
"Yes I certainly can be and I am."
Noble then placed his foot on the wound that was causing blood to spill out onto the carpet and pressed hard onto it with most of his weight, producing a painful scream from Cruz.
"Next time treat your prisoner with more respect Officer."
He then jerked his foot hard off her wound and then wiped the blood on his shoe off on the carpet.
"Now it's my time to exit, thanks for the little firefight show, sure entertained me."
Noble then walked out leaving the three officers in the hotel room. As soon as the lock sounded through the room as the door shut, Faith was making the painful attempt to get to her partner. Since the shot that Cruz had hit her square in the chest, it was hard to maneuver up so Faith all in all just crawled towards Bosco.
Cruz's blood and Bosco's were becoming one with each other as they meet on the carpet, soaking the floor with the blood that was not meant to be there.
Faith looked down as him as her loose hair that had fallen out of her ponytail was falling into her eyes, as she looked over at him in distress.
"God Bosco, why the hell didn't you wear your vest?" She then placed her hand into his shirt and pushed hard so to stop the bleeding, but her hands were slipping and she was sure it wasn't helping, Faith feared she was only making it worse.
Cruz's voice interrupted her thinking.
"Anti-crime, when you are in anti-crime you are shaped into not to wear one, it's."
"Oh will you SHUT UP about Anti-Crime for once," Faith snapped, her eyes with venom looking at Cruz as she spoke "there is more to life then your job." Faith broke her stare away from the Sgt. and back to Bosco's still body, which Faith then shook her head "I'm sorry, I'm mistaken....you don't have a life."
"Nice words to a wounded officer."
Faith about died, she could of. If the situation wasn't so bad she would have died of laughter.
"Officer? I wouldn't even dignify you with that, you don't deserve that badge," she then broke her gaze away from her partner back to Cruz "shooting at other cops oh yeah that look real good....Cruz its over after I tell Lt. Swersky about what you done....you can say bye bye to your Anti-Crime, your little space upstairs, you're through."
Cruz wanted nothing more than to make Faith eat those words but pain was ripping through her body and as she shut her eyes willing the pain to go away it didn't. It only got worse by the second. But when she opened them she saw Faith, that cold stare looking down on her she could only shut her eyes again to block it out, and that was the last thing the Sgt. saw before darkness took ahold of her.
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Sully looked over at his partner, Davis. He was staring out of the window of the passenger side of the police cruiser, not saying a word. He couldn't blame the kid, how do you say sorry about your ex-girlfriend that she got cut up to pieces, without sounding well insensitive? You can't, so silence is how Sully took it, till Davis asked for him to be there, and which he would be there all the way.
The radio crackled to life. They had gotten the call to assist an ambulance to one of the hotels, gunfire been heard from the top floor. He flipped on the sirens to go, and he wondered if his partner was even capable to take whatever was waiting for them.
Both them were meet by Doc and Carlos. It was obvious Kim was gone to support Alex's family after what happened earlier today. The two cops greeted the two medics. Then gave further instructions.
"We are going to make sure everything is cool then we will radio you up, okay?" Sully said looking at both of them making sure they fully understood him. He was going to make sure never again another medic got shot, especially if he had anything to do about it.
Then the two cops left Doc and Carlos as they looked up. Carlos then looked at Doc to see how he was holding up then turned his head.
"You think she's watching us now?"
Doc stared in front of him then glanced at Carlos, not fully registering what he had just said.
"What?" His voice full irritation.
"You think Alex is...in heaven or whatever?"
Carlos watched as the older medic's eyes sparked with what he thought was tears but soon he turned his head.
"I don't want to talk about it." All Carlos could do was just do what he requested and that was not to talk about it.
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55 Charlie got up to the floor that gunshots were reported on and then taking in deep breaths opened the door with the card the manager had given them and stepped in.
Sully went first, he peeked around the corner. He called Faith's name, who looked up immediately.
"Sully?"
"Is there....?"
"No its okay?"
Sully still not taking his guard down motioned for Davis to go where Faith was, while he covered him just in case.
Davis looked down. He couldn't take this. He was going to vomit, he knew it. First Alex, and now what looked like to be Bosco it was just to much and before long Davis turned and head for the sink in the penthouse's kitchen.
Sully walked over finally holstering his weapon and kneeled down.
"What happened Faith?"
"I'll tell you later just.."
He interrupted her by putting his finger up he put his head to the side and told Adamn-55-3 it was clear to come up.
"Don't worry Faith, he'll be fine."
Then everything blurred for Faith. Before long she was sitting in the hospital chair, just staring at the tile on the floor as the busy emergency room kept alive with many different kinds of activities. Bosco had been placed into ICU, he had come out of the surgery but not without his heart stopping a few times during the operation, they succeed in bringing him back each time, but not without falling into a comatose afterwards. All Faith could do at the time was thank God that it was a coma instead of death. She awaited for his mother to come out and allow her to visit just for a few minutes and when she felt the tap on her shoulder she looked up.
His mother with red circles around her eyes from crying, looked down at her.
"You can go in."
Faith nodded lightly to Angela Rose Boscorelli, which she then got up. As she walked what felt like an eternity to Bosco's room she passed one room. She stopped dead in her tracks, she couldn't believe what she saw. Black hair, jet black, loosely hanging over a bed while a white shirt covered over their face. She looked to her right then to her left. Nobody was paying notice so she stepped in and closing her eyes for a second she then reached down and lifted the sheet. She then dropped it and quickly left.
She was amazed how many people were in the ICU and how quickly she got herself turned around. When a nurse pointed Bosco's bed she could feel all the air come out of her lungs. She quietly walked over and took the chair that his mother had recently used while sitting next to him. The sound of the machine pumping in oxygen as it made the whoosh, almost disturbing, knowing if this would have been back in the later years more then likely he would be dead right now. Darwin theory, only the strong survive. But Faith soon realized her mind was going mad, because Bosco was strong and he always survived.
Faith wasn't sure how long she sat there just staring at him, willing him to just spring to life and talk to her. But she knew that wasn't going to come true so she then cleared her throat and decided to talk to him even though he couldn't answer her back.
"Damn you," She looked down at her feet once more then back "damn you for putting us into this position, and damn myself for not doing enough, for pushing you away." She then shook her head closed her eyes, she could feel tears starting to come.
"God I can't stand this, not being able to do anything but sit here and watch you die on me. Tonight was the last Bosco, I just can't do it anymore and I won't. I wish you could hear this, but I don't think I could face you then, not anymore." Faith then felt one single tear roll down her cheek. "I quit."
She then got up grabbed Bosco's hand and squeezed it hard.
"Get better soon."
Then with that said, she turned and walked out of Angel of Mercy, leaving Bosco and her job behind her.
TBC....
