Title: In a New York Minute (4/?)
Author: X_tremeroswellian
Email: X_tremeroswellian@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Are not, have not and will not ever be mine.
Rating: PG-13/R for language, violence, and sexual content. *Deals with issues of rape, domestic violence, child abuse, torture and homicide.
Spoilers: Up through and including "Act Brave." Also major spoilers for my other fic, "No Mercy."
Summary: Someone from Faith and Bosco's past threatens their happiness with his plans to enact revenge on them for the death of his brother.
Distribution: If you want it, take it. Just let me know where it's going.
Category: Story sequel
Subcategories: Suspense/romance/angst/thriller and a touch of the supernatural.
Feedback: Helps me write faster and is always appreciated.
Author's Note: This is a sequel to my fic, "No Mercy." If you haven't read that one, you're going to be confused.
In a New York Minute (Part Four)
"I want you to take the day off tomorrow and go to the doctor's." Bosco's voice was soft as he lay behind Faith in their bed, his arm draped around her stomach, his other hand beneath their pillow.
"Bosco, I'm fine. I'm just comin' down with a cold," she murmured, her eyes shut. Her head was pounding.
"Yeah, well, you been comin' down with that cold for the last three weeks."
She sighed softly and didn't respond.
"I just need to make sure that's all it is, baby. I wanna know for sure that it's not somethin' else." He kissed the back of her head, closing his eyes.
"It's not."
"Faith, please? For me? I'll go with you," he said softly.
"We can't afford for both of us to take the day off. Plus Swersky would be pissed. And Christopher would think we just called in so we could stay in bed all day."
"Screw Christopher." He kissed her cheek gently. He knew she was right, though. They really couldn't afford for both of them to miss a day's pay. He rested his head against hers, gently rubbing her arm.
Bosco pulled her a little closer to him. It was Monday night and it had been a long, exhausting shift. They'd arrested two bank robbery suspects, busted Jerry Hites for selling crack to some teens on the street, and spent the rest of the evening fruitlessly searching for an arsonist who'd caused the deaths of two little boys in an apartment building.
To top it all off, Fred had called from Jersey and said he wouldn't be bringing the kids back until Friday evening because "something came up." Bosco had been furious, but Faith had just looked at him sadly and told him to let it go. It wasn't like they could force him to bring Emily and Charlie back Thursday morning. They didn't even know where he was staying.
What bothered him the most though, was that Faith had had two more dizzy spells--the second of which had nearly caused her to pass out. Her face had drained of all color as she leaned against her locker for support. She'd told him it was because she had a bad headache, but he was no longer buying it. Something wasn't right. And he was afraid.
He gazed down at her in the semi-darkness of their bedroom, and saw her grimacing though her eyes were shut. She was in obvious pain and it killed him to see her hurting in any way.
"Faith," he whispered, worried.
"I've just got a headache," she murmured. After a moment, she turned her body so she was facing him.
He reached up and touched her head, gently massaging her temple as he pressed his lips to her forehead. "Please do this. For me," Bosco said quietly. "Please, Faith."
She sighed softly once more, then opened her eyes to gaze at him. "All right," she agreed softly. "For you."
"Thank you." He kissed her cheek, wrapping his arm around her. "Try to get some sleep, okay? Maybe it'll help."
She leaned her head against his collarbone, nodding almost imperceptibly. "Yeah, okay."
Bosco kissed the top of her head. "Night, Faith," he whispered.
She didn't respond. She was already asleep.
Alex Taylor tried to catch her breath as she lay on top of her long-time boyfriend, Ty Davis. He was rubbing her back gently, both of their bodies covered in a sheen layer of sweat. After the horrid shift they'd both had, it felt good to relax. She rested her head against his bare chest, kissing him lightly.
"Better?" he asked softly.
"Much," she confirmed, raising her head up to smile at him.
Davis kissed her lips lightly, then pulled away to gaze at her, searching her eyes.
She frowned a little as she returned his gaze, wondering what was going on in his mind. "What?"
"Marry me," he said quietly, his eyes intense.
Alex stared at him in shock, her heart skipping a beat. "Are you serious?"
Davis nodded, studying her.
She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't find the words. She struggled to sit up as she continued to stare at him.
He sat up, too, gazing back at her. "I love you. You're the only one I wanna be with. Marry me." His voice was soft.
Her face broke into a wide smile. "Yes. I'll marry you."
His eyes lit up. "Really? You're not just sayin' that?"
Alex laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I'm not just saying that. I'll marry you."
Davis hugged her, then pulled away with a grin. "We're gettin' married!"
She laughed again.
"God, are you two at it -again-?" Carlos' muffled voice came through the wall. "What are you, Energizer Bunnies? Keep it down in there! Some of us are tryin' to sleep!"
They looked at each other and both laughed.
"We are -so- not living here," Alex informed him with a grin.
Davis grinned back. "One of the many perks of gettin' hitched."
"Wanna know another?" she whispered, a mischevious smile on her face.
"What's that?"
Alex kissed his lips and pushed him back against the pillows, her eyes twinkling. "I'll just have to show you."
Davis' eyes widened slightly. He had a feeling his was gonna like married life.
Bosco awoke to the sound of crying. He opened his eyes and saw that his wife was still asleep. There were tears streaming down her cheeks. "Faith," he whispered, reaching out for her.
Faith whimpered his name in her sleep. "Bosco..."
"I'm right here, baby. I'm right here." He slid closer to her, pulled her into his arms.
Faith curled up against him, her face pale as she remained asleep.
He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "It's okay, baby, you're safe," he whispered, gently combing his fingers through her soft hair.
"Don't leave me," she murmured, her voice pained.
"I won't. I'm right here, I'm not goin' anywhere," he promised, unsure if she'd even heard his words. He pulled her a little closer, gently wiping the tears off her cheeks.
She opened her eyes and looked at him. Her blue eyes were haunted, troubled by a very deep-seated anxiety. "Something's wrong," she whispered.
Bosco searched her eyes, trying to read her. "What is it?" he whispered back.
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She touched his face, her fingers cold. "I don't know."
He shifted his head on the pillow so he was looking into her eyes directly. He turned his head and kissed her hand. "You had a bad dream. But it's over now. You're safe."
"Bosco, I'm scared," she whispered.
"What can I do?" he asked, kissing her hand again.
"Hold me," she murmured, trembling slightly. "Don't let me go."
Bosco nodded and slid his arms around her, pulling her against him. She buried her face in his neck as he rubbed her back gently, kissing the top of her head. "It's gonna be all right, Faith. Whatever it is, we're gonna get through it," he said softly.
"Promise," Faith whispered.
"I promise," Bosco replied without hesitation. "I swear to you. Everything's gonna be all right."
She relaxed in his arms and a few moments later, her breathing had evened out once more.
He lay awake, listening to the sound of her steady breathing, watching the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she slept in his arms. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Faith had been so anxious, so on edge the last few weeks. He didn't understand why and he couldn't seem to quite completely reassure her.
Bosco gazed at his wife, carefully brushing some hair off her face. He swallowed hard, pressing her lips to the top of her forehead once more. He closed his eyes tightly and prayed that her health wasn't failing the way he feared it might be.
Don't take her from me, he prayed. I need her too much. Please God just let her be all right.
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