Title: Punish the Children (4/?)
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: Ty's life becomes a living hell when he becomes the target of a man his father put in prison 25 years ago, endangering him and all those around him.
Notes: Special thanks to Karlei, Jazz, tydavislover & tycarlosluva. Your constant support is what keeps me motivated. I really appreciate it :)
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"This the place?" Sully asked, glancing at his partner as he pulled up in front of the cozy-appearing white house. Ty remained silent beside him. He hadn't really spoken except to give Sully occasional directions on how to get to the house. "Ty?"
Ty took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah...yeah this is their house..." Anxiously gnawing on his lower lip, he turned his eyes toward Sully. "I...I don't know if I can do this..."
"You don't have to," Sully replied, wanting to help Ty any way he could. "You can wait here. I can tell her." He'd done it countless times in the past - delivered bad news to people who had no idea it was coming. It was never pleasant and in this case especially, he could understand Ty being unable to do it.
Ty shook his head forlornly. He knew he couldn't allow Sully to do that. He had to do it himself...as horrible as it was going to be. It wouldn't be right for him not to tell her. He couldn't let Rose hear the news that her daughter had been killed from a total stranger. "Thanks, Sul, but...I...I've got to..."
Sully nodded, his eyes filled with compassion. "Alright, but you're not doing this alone. I'm going with you." His tone made it clear that there was no room for argument. He was going to be with Ty every step of the way, whether the younger officer wanted him there or not.
Ty nodded as he reached to open the car door. "I guess we'd better go." He couldn't believe it had come to this. He was about to break the heart of the woman he had imagined would someday be his mother-in-law. He felt like he was in the middle of some horrendous nightmare with no hope of awakening.
He wished it was only a nightmare...he would have given anything for it not to be true.
They got out of the car and started walking towards the house. Ty's legs felt like jelly and more than once he seriously considered turning back and letting Sully do it, but that was the coward's way out. He had to do this.
As they reached the top of the porch steps, Ty turned away from wicker couch, unable to face the memories that arose at the sight of it. Before he could change his mind, he took a deep breath and rang the doorbell, already dreading the moment when he would see Rose and he would have to destroy her life.
It was only a few moments before the woman came to the door. She opened the door and immediately she knew that something was very, very wrong. "Ty? What is it? What's wrong?" she asked. "Where's Krista?"
"I..." Ty stood there, feeling as if his heart was going to pound right out of his chest. "Rose...I..."
"You're scaring me, Ty," Rose exclaimed. "Did something happen? Is Krista hurt?"
Ty's eyes filled with tears and he bowed his head. God, he couldn't do this. It was so much worse than he'd imagined.
"Ma'am..." Sully broke in gently. "Maybe you should go inside and sit down. We can talk."
Rose shook her head. It was obvious that something terrible had happened. "Tell me," she demanded.
"I...I'm so sorry," Ty blurted, managing to meet Rose's gaze. "There...there...there was an explosion and...God, Rose...she...she...Krista was killed...I'm so sorry..."
Rose leaned back against the door, her eyes wide with shock. "You're lying," she said angrily, staring up at the young man in front of her. "You tell me where she is! Tell me! Her voice was getting shriller and shriller and Ty was tongue-tied as he looked down at her.
"I...It's true, I'm so sorry, but it's true."
"Ma'am...you really should sit down." Sully gently took her arm in an attempt to lead her inside, but she turned on him fiercely.
"You get your hands off me!" Rose screamed, the rage and grief in her voice all too apparent. "Who the hell are you anyhow? Where's my daughter?"
"I'm Officer Sullivan. I work with Ty. I'm his partner."
"Where's my daughter?" The tears were beginning now as Rose's staunch denial began to give way. "Dear God, nooo," she moaned as she sank down to the porch. "My baby...my poor baby...
******
Faith sighed heavily as she glanced at the door once again. She was sitting in a trauma room, awaiting the results of her head MRI. "Bosco would you stop? You're makin' me dizzy," Faith said to her partner who was pacing around the room like a madman.
"Sorry." He stopped in his tracks and gave her a sheepish look. "You feelin' alright?"
"I just want to get out of here," Faith replied, a touch of exasperation in her tone. "Some night, huh?"
"Yeah...some night... How do you think Davis is doin'?"
Faith shook her head. "You saw him out there, Bos... He was devastated. There's this part of me that can't believe this even happened, you know? I mean...his car blew up. Who would do that, Bos? To Davis of all people?"
Bosco shrugged. "I don't know, Faith. Maybe just some skell out to get him...doesn't make a whole lotta sense though."
"No it doesn't," Faith agreed. "It makes no sense at all. They were so happy... One minute everything was perfect and the next..."
"Faith?" Bosco's gaze was intently fixed on her face.
"What is it?" she asked, struck by the look he was giving her.
"I...I just...I want you to know that...I'm glad you're okay. I mean...I feel horrible about what happened to Krista, but...God, Faith, I'm just so thankful that you weren't in that car..."
Faith nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. "I'm grateful too, Bos. Part of me feels like it's wrong, that I'm bein' selfish for feelin' that way, but I can't help it. I think of my kids, my family and...I thank God that I'm still here, that they don't have to go through all that pain..."
The door opened and the doctor entered the room. "Officer Yokas?" He smiled as he looked at her chart. "Your MRI looks fine. You should take it easy for a few days. Have someone awaken you every two hours tonight when you sleep." He handed her some papers. "Here are your discharge instructions. If you experience any of these symptoms, you'll need to come back to the hospital immediately. Aside from that, you're free to go."
"Thank you, doctor." Faith managed a wan smile as she got down from the gurney and she and Bosco headed out of the room.
"Come on," Bosco said, lightly putting his hand against her back. "We'll get a cab back to the restaurant and then I'll take you home."
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Sully tried to concentrate on driving, every so often casting a worried glance at his partner who was huddled against the door of his car. The scene at Krista's mom's house had left them both emotionally drained, but he knew as bad as he himself was feeling, it was one hundred times worse for Ty.
"I'm taking you back to my place," Sully stated, ready for an argument. Ty didn't respond though. Sully wasn't even sure if he had heard him.
Finally Sully pulled up in front of his building. "We're here." He looked over at Ty who was just sitting despondently. "Ty..." he gently patted his shoulder. "Come on, we're here."
"You think she knew?"
Sully sighed deeply, his eyes filled with pain. "No," he answered softly. "I'm sure she didn't know." It was all he could offer the young man beside him, the hope that Krista had died suddenly, without pain. Sully truly believed that she had never even known what hit her.
Ty remained unmoving, still slumped against the door. "I was remembering those kids...the ones who died in that car wreck that night, remember?" He swallowed the lump in his throat, his memories taking him back to another night that had been unbearably hard to get through. "When we first got there, we could see their hands pounding on the windows...trying to get out and then it just all exploded and went to hell. One minute they were kids having a grand old time and the next... "
"Ty, don't," Sully pleaded quietly. "This isn't going to help...its just going to make you feel worse."
Ty turned to face his partner. "That's exactly what I deserve," he stated bitterly. "To feel worse. This never should have happened. I should have driven her. I never should have let her go alone."
"What good would that have done?" Sully asked, trying to knock some sense into Ty. "You'd be dead too, that's all that would have accomplished."
"Yeah well maybe that's what should have happened," Ty replied, struggling once again to hold back tears. "At least I wouldn't have to feel like this. I wouldn't have to live with what I've done."
"What you've done? You didn't do anything, Ty. You didn't rig your car with explosives. You had no idea this was going to happen. It wasn't your fault."
Ty shook his head stubbornly. "I should have been with her."
"And what about your mom, your sisters? How would they have felt?" Sully asked, before adding softly "what about me?"
Ty looked away from his partner, his eyes downcast as Sully's words filled him with even more guilt. He had seen the way Krista's mother had looked at him right before they left the house. It had been a look that screamed out hatred. The woman despised him. Not that he could blame her. He despised himself as well.
"Come on. Let's go inside." Sully's face was full of compassion as he spoke. He didn't know exactly what Ty was going through, but he had a pretty good idea after what he himself had gone through with Tatiana...was still going through in many ways...
"Why don't you just bring me home, Sully?" Ty asked.
"You're staying here." Sully felt like he needed this for himself as well as for Ty. He needed to ensure his partner stayed safe. He wasn't even sure Ty's roommate, Carlos, would be home and he was not about to leave Ty alone. "Come on."
With a heavy sigh, Ty finally relented and he slowly got out of the car. He guessed it didn't really matter where he stayed...nothing really mattered anymore...
Author: Lynne Facella
Category: Drama/Angst
Email: lynne1919@aol.com
Spoilers: Through current season 4
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of John Wells and Edward Allen Bernero. I wish they were mine but unfortunately they're not.
Summary: Ty's life becomes a living hell when he becomes the target of a man his father put in prison 25 years ago, endangering him and all those around him.
Notes: Special thanks to Karlei, Jazz, tydavislover & tycarlosluva. Your constant support is what keeps me motivated. I really appreciate it :)
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"This the place?" Sully asked, glancing at his partner as he pulled up in front of the cozy-appearing white house. Ty remained silent beside him. He hadn't really spoken except to give Sully occasional directions on how to get to the house. "Ty?"
Ty took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah...yeah this is their house..." Anxiously gnawing on his lower lip, he turned his eyes toward Sully. "I...I don't know if I can do this..."
"You don't have to," Sully replied, wanting to help Ty any way he could. "You can wait here. I can tell her." He'd done it countless times in the past - delivered bad news to people who had no idea it was coming. It was never pleasant and in this case especially, he could understand Ty being unable to do it.
Ty shook his head forlornly. He knew he couldn't allow Sully to do that. He had to do it himself...as horrible as it was going to be. It wouldn't be right for him not to tell her. He couldn't let Rose hear the news that her daughter had been killed from a total stranger. "Thanks, Sul, but...I...I've got to..."
Sully nodded, his eyes filled with compassion. "Alright, but you're not doing this alone. I'm going with you." His tone made it clear that there was no room for argument. He was going to be with Ty every step of the way, whether the younger officer wanted him there or not.
Ty nodded as he reached to open the car door. "I guess we'd better go." He couldn't believe it had come to this. He was about to break the heart of the woman he had imagined would someday be his mother-in-law. He felt like he was in the middle of some horrendous nightmare with no hope of awakening.
He wished it was only a nightmare...he would have given anything for it not to be true.
They got out of the car and started walking towards the house. Ty's legs felt like jelly and more than once he seriously considered turning back and letting Sully do it, but that was the coward's way out. He had to do this.
As they reached the top of the porch steps, Ty turned away from wicker couch, unable to face the memories that arose at the sight of it. Before he could change his mind, he took a deep breath and rang the doorbell, already dreading the moment when he would see Rose and he would have to destroy her life.
It was only a few moments before the woman came to the door. She opened the door and immediately she knew that something was very, very wrong. "Ty? What is it? What's wrong?" she asked. "Where's Krista?"
"I..." Ty stood there, feeling as if his heart was going to pound right out of his chest. "Rose...I..."
"You're scaring me, Ty," Rose exclaimed. "Did something happen? Is Krista hurt?"
Ty's eyes filled with tears and he bowed his head. God, he couldn't do this. It was so much worse than he'd imagined.
"Ma'am..." Sully broke in gently. "Maybe you should go inside and sit down. We can talk."
Rose shook her head. It was obvious that something terrible had happened. "Tell me," she demanded.
"I...I'm so sorry," Ty blurted, managing to meet Rose's gaze. "There...there...there was an explosion and...God, Rose...she...she...Krista was killed...I'm so sorry..."
Rose leaned back against the door, her eyes wide with shock. "You're lying," she said angrily, staring up at the young man in front of her. "You tell me where she is! Tell me! Her voice was getting shriller and shriller and Ty was tongue-tied as he looked down at her.
"I...It's true, I'm so sorry, but it's true."
"Ma'am...you really should sit down." Sully gently took her arm in an attempt to lead her inside, but she turned on him fiercely.
"You get your hands off me!" Rose screamed, the rage and grief in her voice all too apparent. "Who the hell are you anyhow? Where's my daughter?"
"I'm Officer Sullivan. I work with Ty. I'm his partner."
"Where's my daughter?" The tears were beginning now as Rose's staunch denial began to give way. "Dear God, nooo," she moaned as she sank down to the porch. "My baby...my poor baby...
******
Faith sighed heavily as she glanced at the door once again. She was sitting in a trauma room, awaiting the results of her head MRI. "Bosco would you stop? You're makin' me dizzy," Faith said to her partner who was pacing around the room like a madman.
"Sorry." He stopped in his tracks and gave her a sheepish look. "You feelin' alright?"
"I just want to get out of here," Faith replied, a touch of exasperation in her tone. "Some night, huh?"
"Yeah...some night... How do you think Davis is doin'?"
Faith shook her head. "You saw him out there, Bos... He was devastated. There's this part of me that can't believe this even happened, you know? I mean...his car blew up. Who would do that, Bos? To Davis of all people?"
Bosco shrugged. "I don't know, Faith. Maybe just some skell out to get him...doesn't make a whole lotta sense though."
"No it doesn't," Faith agreed. "It makes no sense at all. They were so happy... One minute everything was perfect and the next..."
"Faith?" Bosco's gaze was intently fixed on her face.
"What is it?" she asked, struck by the look he was giving her.
"I...I just...I want you to know that...I'm glad you're okay. I mean...I feel horrible about what happened to Krista, but...God, Faith, I'm just so thankful that you weren't in that car..."
Faith nodded, knowing exactly what he meant. "I'm grateful too, Bos. Part of me feels like it's wrong, that I'm bein' selfish for feelin' that way, but I can't help it. I think of my kids, my family and...I thank God that I'm still here, that they don't have to go through all that pain..."
The door opened and the doctor entered the room. "Officer Yokas?" He smiled as he looked at her chart. "Your MRI looks fine. You should take it easy for a few days. Have someone awaken you every two hours tonight when you sleep." He handed her some papers. "Here are your discharge instructions. If you experience any of these symptoms, you'll need to come back to the hospital immediately. Aside from that, you're free to go."
"Thank you, doctor." Faith managed a wan smile as she got down from the gurney and she and Bosco headed out of the room.
"Come on," Bosco said, lightly putting his hand against her back. "We'll get a cab back to the restaurant and then I'll take you home."
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Sully tried to concentrate on driving, every so often casting a worried glance at his partner who was huddled against the door of his car. The scene at Krista's mom's house had left them both emotionally drained, but he knew as bad as he himself was feeling, it was one hundred times worse for Ty.
"I'm taking you back to my place," Sully stated, ready for an argument. Ty didn't respond though. Sully wasn't even sure if he had heard him.
Finally Sully pulled up in front of his building. "We're here." He looked over at Ty who was just sitting despondently. "Ty..." he gently patted his shoulder. "Come on, we're here."
"You think she knew?"
Sully sighed deeply, his eyes filled with pain. "No," he answered softly. "I'm sure she didn't know." It was all he could offer the young man beside him, the hope that Krista had died suddenly, without pain. Sully truly believed that she had never even known what hit her.
Ty remained unmoving, still slumped against the door. "I was remembering those kids...the ones who died in that car wreck that night, remember?" He swallowed the lump in his throat, his memories taking him back to another night that had been unbearably hard to get through. "When we first got there, we could see their hands pounding on the windows...trying to get out and then it just all exploded and went to hell. One minute they were kids having a grand old time and the next... "
"Ty, don't," Sully pleaded quietly. "This isn't going to help...its just going to make you feel worse."
Ty turned to face his partner. "That's exactly what I deserve," he stated bitterly. "To feel worse. This never should have happened. I should have driven her. I never should have let her go alone."
"What good would that have done?" Sully asked, trying to knock some sense into Ty. "You'd be dead too, that's all that would have accomplished."
"Yeah well maybe that's what should have happened," Ty replied, struggling once again to hold back tears. "At least I wouldn't have to feel like this. I wouldn't have to live with what I've done."
"What you've done? You didn't do anything, Ty. You didn't rig your car with explosives. You had no idea this was going to happen. It wasn't your fault."
Ty shook his head stubbornly. "I should have been with her."
"And what about your mom, your sisters? How would they have felt?" Sully asked, before adding softly "what about me?"
Ty looked away from his partner, his eyes downcast as Sully's words filled him with even more guilt. He had seen the way Krista's mother had looked at him right before they left the house. It had been a look that screamed out hatred. The woman despised him. Not that he could blame her. He despised himself as well.
"Come on. Let's go inside." Sully's face was full of compassion as he spoke. He didn't know exactly what Ty was going through, but he had a pretty good idea after what he himself had gone through with Tatiana...was still going through in many ways...
"Why don't you just bring me home, Sully?" Ty asked.
"You're staying here." Sully felt like he needed this for himself as well as for Ty. He needed to ensure his partner stayed safe. He wasn't even sure Ty's roommate, Carlos, would be home and he was not about to leave Ty alone. "Come on."
With a heavy sigh, Ty finally relented and he slowly got out of the car. He guessed it didn't really matter where he stayed...nothing really mattered anymore...